A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 236 Bharat: Here I am!

Looking down at the document on his phone, Harper saw the number at the front with just one glance!
Countless 0!

Also, the person in charge of this document is Fisher!

This means that when these funds are allocated, you cannot interfere!

But you can't interfere with the money that is allocated from your own hands!

How sad that is!

That's all your own money!
He raised his head and roared loudly: "I won't sign it!"

"If you don't want to sign, don't sign!" Fisher put away his phone and started editing text messages.

However, before the text message was compiled, I saw a push message from station D.

At this moment, Fisher frowned.

If you can push information now, will you be able to eavesdrop next time?

Next time, can I remotely control my phone to explode and kill myself?

Just as he was about to take action on this social media that consumes traffic all day long, the information pushed made him lose his mind.

[Bharat announced that he has mastered nuclear fusion related technology and is preparing to apply it to the super soldier Brahma...]

At this moment, Fisher felt like he was buying cabbage in the supermarket!

Everyone bought it.

But I didn’t buy it myself!
I followed the message link and clicked in to take a look.

Fortunately, it's just a warm-up for the press conference, which will be... tonight!
midnight!

He turned around and showed the message to others. Everyone present had very expressive expressions.

Finally, Farson stood up and said, "Let me contact someone and ask!"

"If I don't contact you, it means it's a minor matter and everyone can rest peacefully. You will know the specific situation in the evening!"

Those present, you look at me, and I look at you.

Too many things have happened in the past few days, each one more exciting than the last.

Every one of the people here is on call [-]/[-].

I can't take it anymore!
The door to the conference room was opened, and Fisher was the first to walk out of the room.

Others followed one after another and went back to their homes to prepare for bed.

Compared to them, distant Bharat.

A group of people couldn't sleep!
The director of the Bharat Institute of Nuclear Physics was tied to a chair by Amir and others and was being instilled with knowledge from them.

"Mahomet! Remember what I just said?"

"In the press conference later, you must say exactly what I said word for word!"

"In the utilization of nuclear energy! We in Bharat must not lag behind others!"

Mahamet stared with lifeless eyes, nodded his head silently, and mechanically repeated the words of Amir and others.

"Our nuclear fusion is based on special elements extracted from the remains of the sacred cow!"

"This element can perform fusion reactions at normal temperatures and pressures!"

"Thus boiling more boiling water for us!"

“This will be our victory in Bharat!”

After saying that, Mahamet raised his head and glanced at Amir, "What you actually want to say is to boil water with cow dung!"

"Carry out fusion reaction under the normal temperature and pressure of TMD?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Before he could continue, Amir's hand covered his mouth.

"Just do as I say! After it's done, we'll be divided into three, three for you, and seven for us!"

Mahamet shook his head and broke away from Amir's hand, "Uh-ok!"

…………

It's ten o'clock sharp in the morning, Bharat time.

In the press room of the Capitol Building, Mahamet wore a white suit, held a box solemnly in both hands, and walked onto the podium with his head held high.

Putting the box down, a faint smile appeared on his face.At the same time, he nodded slightly to the person below.

"Gentlemen and ladies! On behalf of the Bharat Institute of Nuclear Physics, I am here to welcome you all!"

"At this time, come and hear our exciting news!"

"Just the day before yesterday! Our thermonuclear fusion! Thermonuclear fusion using magnetic field line confinement!"

"A breakthrough has been made! We have successfully output more energy than we input!"

"This means that we, Barat!, have mastered the relevant technology!"

"We can proudly announce! The future is the era of nuclear fusion!"

Along with his passionate words, Mahamet raised his left hand high, as if ready to take off the light from the dome of the press hall.

In the audience, the reporters wrote down these words doubtfully and then raised their microphones.

"Mr. Mahamet! You know, the magnetic confinement route has always had problems related to materials and control! Why is it so easy this time?"

"Ahem!" After a slight cough, Mahamet picked up the phone and said seriously:

"For this, first of all we have to thank Mr. Mo Yu!"

"He is like Prometheus who stole fire from myths and legends!"

"He spread the stolen fire across the earth, so people around the world can more easily obtain the source of fire!"

"Mr. Mo Yu developed cold nuclear fusion! As a result, all the boundaries on the path of nuclear fusion were shattered by him!"

"The boundaries have been shattered! Even the rules of the world have changed!"

"Only those of us who are latecomers can make technological breakthroughs with less resource consumption!"

"As for why I say that!"

"Everyone, please look here!"

Mahamet slowly opened the box in front of him and lifted the items in the box high.

The reporters adjusted their cameras and took a closer look.

Only then did I realize that the thing was a pile of dried cow dung.

Although I don’t know why it is white, it is still cow dung!
Click click!

Reporters took photos like crazy!

No matter where the next press conference goes, now is definitely the time when there will be the most comments!
After taking enough footage, the reporters in the audience asked again.

"Excuse me! What is the significance of this piece of cow dung?"

Amid the questioning, Mahamet raised the cow dung in his hand high and even stood on tiptoes.

After looking around 360 degrees, he responded loudly: "This is our sacred cow dung!"

"In cow dung, we extracted a substance temporarily named α!"

"This material can conduct fusion reactions more safely!"

"That's why I will show it in front of everyone!"

In the audience, the reporters looked at the crazy-looking Mahomet. They hesitated for a long time before writing down the words in their notebooks.

[Bharat nuclear fusion, the main contributor is the sacred cow dung? ? ? 】

A few more question marks were added at the end.

Express doubts!
The netizens who were watching the live broadcast in the online live broadcast room invariably twitched their faces.

Choose to turn off the live broadcast.

In the quiet old castle, 13 people sat at the round table again. This time, the speaker was 2.

Seeing the cow dung, 2 slapped himself in the face and said softly:
"You can turn off the Internet!"

"For now, it is certain that the one who masters nuclear fusion is Mo Yu!"

"The theme of today's meeting is to discuss how to obtain relevant technologies at the lowest cost!"

"My suggestion is to influence the lives of ordinary people in all aspects, and let ordinary people use morality to force Mo Yu to admit defeat, and then hand over the nuclear fusion technology!"

"What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)