Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 3221 2 Million is Just a Consolation Prize

Chapter 3221 Two hundred billion is just a consolation prize

"I'm not as good as him!"

Oyama Ryōen's words made everyone present feel uneasy, even Sakai Mutsuki, who was standing, frowned and looked displeased.

"Lord Dashan, you are an elite of the empire, destined to lead its revival."

"Even if we fail, we must show the courage of a great river people. How can we back down just because the opponent is strong?"

"What we need are warriors, warriors who charge forward and overtake the opponent."

“I hope you can pull yourself together and lead the Imperial researchers to catch up with them and surpass them.”

Upon hearing Mutsuki Sakai's reprimand, Ryoichiro Oyama suddenly realized what was happening, nodded vigorously, and said with certainty, "Yes, I will keep trying!"

"Yoshi."

Mutsuki Sakai replied, then asked seriously again, "Professor Oyama, since you've determined that the other side has this ability, do you think they can create this genetic weapon?"

Dashan Ridgestone echoed in the same tone, "If there is enough material to study, sufficient research investment, enough talent, and enough machinery..."

“They can make it.”

"Of course, if you give us these, we can make them too."

Mutsuki Sakai closed her eyes; this was the worst answer she had ever heard.

Crunch!

The conference room door opened again, and Mutsuki Sakai hurriedly walked out.

He then walked to the car without saying a word.

Behind him, a group of people sat in chairs, seemingly lost in thought, silent.

Because before Mutsuki Sakai left, she left a message.

The other party has likely completed the collection of materials about the island nation.

There is no direct evidence, but clues are everywhere.

At this moment, they knew that if the other side could study their racial genetic characteristics and master the genetic code of their river people, they could launch a targeted attack.

As for the means of attack, there are too many to list; they could come up with many without even needing to popularize the mountain ridges.

A mutated virus.

Natural toxins.

Even the plants and animals we eat

Leaving Edo University, Mutsuki Sakai sat in the car, her face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Now, she finally believed what the United States had said.

This time, the other party did not lie.

Unfortunately, not many people believe it.

What worries her is, what should they do if China really develops a weapon to deal with them?

Sit and wait to die?

Or should we retaliate?

But how do we launch this counterattack?

The other party used a paper to stir up worldwide attention.

Now, let alone collecting materials from other countries and races, even if you want to do something domestically, you have to be prepared to be overthrown.

It might even turn into a dramatic scene of "Heaven punishing the traitors of the country".

"asshole!"

Mutsuki Sakai cursed, venting her frustrations, and then pondered a solution.

Finally, the image of their small group from France and Britain came to mind.

Make it clear to everyone, 'Whoever conducts this research will be targeted!'

This method is worth learning from.

"Notify everyone!"

"Convene a meeting immediately."

Shanghai Institute of Biology.

Director Bao Qingji led Li Guozhong and Cao Yu toward the research lab.

"Old Bao, when can the materials be sent over?"

As they walked, the eldest brother, Li Guozhong, asked, and Bao Qingji stroked his chin, "Probably after the New Year."

"So late?"

Cao Yu, standing to the side, asked with dissatisfaction, "Old Bao, your movement is a bit slow."

Bao Qingji glanced at the other person and said, "Do you think this is child's play? You think you can just find a few people to carry bags and go there?"

"Do you know how much effort we put into preserving the viability of these sample materials?"

"And during the transport, it also needs to be kept at low temperatures. If something goes wrong, how can we face the sacrifices our comrades have made?"

At this point, Bao Qingji glanced at the two of them and said, "You two are quite relaxed, but we're incredibly busy."

"You're just spouting nonsense."

"Haha, those were all found with great effort."

Cao Yu, upon hearing this, spoke with pride, while Li Zhongmin, standing beside him, grinned.

Bao Qingji shook his head helplessly, but he was still very happy inside.

The investment over the years has finally paid off.

You need to know that if you want to collect 'materials' abroad, you can't do it without money to pave the way.

Connecting hospitals, medical institutions, and even laboratories requires money.

Collecting materials such as blood, hair, and bodily fluids also costs money.

Then there's the cost of refrigeration, the cost of research, and the cost of transportation.

It can be said that the annual funding provided by higher authorities is in the hundreds of millions.

Moreover, only US dollars can be used abroad.

This is why the country has earned a lot of foreign exchange, yet it still faces a foreign exchange shortage.

Fortunately, the efforts of the past ten years have not been in vain.

They have finally completed the first step successfully; the next step is experimental research.

Thinking of this, Bao Qingji suddenly spoke up, "By the way, what do you think of the suggestions put forward by the Nine Ministries this time?"

At this point, Li Zhongmin and Cao Yu looked at each other and then fell silent.

Department Nine needs someone to go to the research institute to carry out a research project on 'in vitro polymerase chain reaction'.

Meanwhile, General Manager Yang of the Ninth Department took a liking to Lu Xurong.

The three brothers were originally going to return to the Northwest Research Institute.

That was their headquarters, and also the base for their subsequent secret research.

But now, they never expected Yang Xiaotao to separate them.

Just as the two were hesitating, Bao Qingji said with his hands behind his back, "I think we should agree."

"Don't be so quick to object."

"I'm not just making this up; there's evidence to back it up."

Cao Yu tilted his head and looked at Bao Qingji, "Then tell me, what's your basis?"

Bao Qingji looked up at the sky, then laughed, "Because they're rich!"

Both of them expected the other to give a long list of reasons, but they didn't expect the other to give only one.

However, it was this one thing that made the two of them swallow back all the words they wanted to say.

Bao Qingji laughed and said, "Do you know who provided the money for the equipment and instruments we use in our research, as well as for the purchase of resources?"

"All nine departments were supported by them."

The two immediately understood each other's meaning: if they had their own people in the Ninth Division, they could ask for help from the Ninth Division in the future.

Are you aware of this year's Spring Festival performance?

The two men snapped out of their daze and nodded in unison. Cao Yu spoke again, "We know, it's been all over the radio, who doesn't know?"

Director Bao nodded. "Then you know about the awards ceremony during this performance, right?"

"know."

The two nodded again, because these were all open secrets.

However, Director Bao told them, "Then you should know how difficult it is to get on stage."

"What do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple: these nine research institutes have so many research projects that many of the projects that have achieved good results are unable to go on stage to receive awards."

"Do you know about the Imperial Jade Liquor Bar?"

The two nodded. How could a man not know about this?

"This thing has made a lot of money and gained a reputation."

"It is said that they earned 20 billion in one year."

"If it's still in US dollars, you'll know how valuable this thing is."

"But do you know what award you received at the commendation ceremony two years ago?"

Both of them shook their heads at the same time.

Bao Qingji laughed and said, "If this were in any other department, we would have been awarded a top prize long ago, but in the Ninth Department, we only received a small consolation prize."

"A consolation prize, do you know what that is?"

The two remained silent.

This 20 billion yuan consolation prize is just too much.

It's valuable now.

Li Zhongmin frowned and asked, "Old Bao, what exactly do you mean?"

Director Bao took a deep breath and then said helplessly, "What I mean is, don't take yourself too seriously."

"The research of the Nine Departments is not something anyone can get into, but of course, it's not something that can't be done without someone."

"You must seize this opportunity."

Having finished speaking, they arrived at their destination, and Bao Qingji went inside first.

Cao Yu and Li Zhongmin stood at the door, seemingly lost in thought.

Four Nine Cities.

New Year's Day, at the Ran family's home.

At noon, Yang Xiaotao brought his family to his mother-in-law's house for lunch, partly to celebrate the holiday and partly to welcome Lao Ran and his sister-in-law home.

Since this year's satellite launch mission has been completed, there is no need for anyone to be stationed in Kuizhou.

So Ran's father led Ran Xinrui back to Beijing.

Inside the house, Yang Xiaotao sat and chatted with Ran's father.

Ran Xinrui, holding Yueyue, sat with her mother and Ran Qiuye.

As for Miaomiao and the others, they were playing in the snow in the yard with Ran Hongbing during the Dragon Boat Festival, and they didn't stop even in the cold weather.

Of course, Ran Hongbing was also afraid to see the relationship between his father and second sister.

Although he had achieved some success in the Ninth Division, his father was still not satisfied.

As for the second sister, it's a bloodline suppression, and she's even more powerful than the eldest sister!

Scared!

So he took on the important task of looking after the children.

"Dad, we don't need to go out before the New Year, right?"

Yang Xiaotao poured a cup of tea for Ran's father, who nodded, "I don't think that's necessary."

"The launch plan in Xizhou has been completed this year, but there are still some things to take care of at the ministry, so I probably won't be able to leave before the end of the year!"

As he spoke, Ran's father looked at Yang Xiaotao again, "I only found out when I got back that Dean Qian went to your Ninth Department?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Yes, I've been working in the research institute for a while now!"

"By the way, Dad, do you want to come too?"

"Professor Shu at our satellite research center is getting old and his energy is waning. If you go there, you can work on both satellites and rockets at the same time, which will save you time and effort!"

"Wang Can can also focus his energy on satellite communications."

Yang Xiaotao started to have designs on Ran's father. Old Ye's successor was Old Qian, but Teacher Shu's successor was still being searched for.

The person I trust most is naturally Ran's father.

Before Ran's father could speak, Ran Xinrui, who had been listening intently, immediately said, "Dad, I think my brother-in-law makes sense."

"Go away, go away! What right do children have to interrupt when adults are talking!"

Ran Xinrui pouted, "What do you mean 'little kid'? I'm an adult now!"

Then she looked at Ran's mother and asked, "Mom, what do you think?"

Ran's mother smiled and nodded, then looked at Ran's father, "Why are you in such a hurry? Xiao Tao is just doing this for work."

"What's wrong with you going to help out? You're not even willing!"

Ran's father instantly lost his temper.

Then he looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "I'll talk to the leader about this."

Yang Xiaotao's eyes darted around. "Old Wang, why don't I speak first about this?"

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Ran shook his head and sighed, "Let's forget about it!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaotao knew what Ran's father was worried about, so he didn't bring it up again and instead talked about the new type of missile.

"I heard about this before I came back. The new missile uses your turbofan engine, but it needs some modifications!"

Ran's father took a sip of water and asked again, "The dimensions used on airplanes are different from those used on missiles. How are the modifications going over there?"

Hearing Ran's father say this, Yang Xiaotao could only manage a wry smile.

Originally, this job was supposed to be done by the Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry, but when Old Wang came to the Ninth Ministry, he made a bunch of demands and even tried to push the engine modification to the Ninth Ministry.

Yang Xiaotao was naturally unwilling. How could the blueprints be changed so easily?

Even if you scale it down proportionally, the result might not be right!

Therefore, Yang Xiaotao refused.

Can…

But Old Wang has some special skills.

With the existence of the High-Tech Industry Research Lab, Yang Xiaotao had no choice.

Things always have to be done by someone.

Having no other option, Yang Xiaotao had to have the people from the Engine Research Institute work with the technicians from the Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry to make the modifications.

Now, more than half a year has passed, and we have achieved some results.

"It should be almost finished!"

Ran's father nodded. "I heard from Lao Yan and the others that this new type of missile will be tested together with the new fighter jet. It is said that the Third Ministry of Machine Building and the Logistics Department have already submitted the aircraft drawings. Are you aware of this?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "I know!"

"I'm from the High-Tech Industry Research Lab!"

"Old Zhang from the Third Ministry of Machinery Industry called to inquire about the engine's progress and mentioned it in passing!"

"Although Old Qin from the Logistics Department didn't say it, Director Xiao Feng did mention that the design drawings and such have already been completed and he wants me to take a look!"

"I said no need, just hand it in directly!"

"We happen to have two sets of aircraft design drawings as well, let's submit them together!"

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao spoke calmly, Ran's father didn't say anything more.

Although Old Wang had called him before he returned to inquire about the aircraft design drawings, so that the Seventh Ministry of Machinery could determine the direction for weapons development.

Otherwise, where would we find so many resources to waste?

Upon hearing Yang Xiaotao's response, Ran's father knew how to reply.

You should ask your superiors about this.

The two then changed the subject again, talking about the Spring Festival performance.

Even Ran's mother and Ran Qiuye chimed in, and the group chatted quite lively.

A moment later, Ran Hongbing walked in carrying a crying Dudu. Ran's mother glanced at him, went up to him, and hugged Dudu in her arms, while twisting Ran Hongbing's ear.

"Mom, it's not me, it's Duanwu..."

Then Ran Qiuye called out to the outside, and Duanwu quickly ran in, covering his head and not daring to look.

"What's the matter?"

Ran Qiuye looked serious, and Ran Hongbing immediately explained, "There was a stone in the snowball in the Dragon Boat Festival bun, and it hit Dudu on the head!"

Yang Xiaotao looked back after hearing this, and Duanwu said aggrievedly, "I just scooped some up, I didn't see any stones!"

What's wrong with you?

Duanwu rubbed her head and smiled sheepishly, "I fell when I ran in!"

"You're really something!"

Duanwu chuckled, and then he felt someone else beside him.

The next second, Duanwu's ear was twisted.

Yang Xiaotao and Ran's father looked at Ran Hongbing, then at Duanwu.

Then, at the same time, they picked up their teacups and drank their tea, pretending not to have seen anything.

This can be considered a continuation of the same lineage!