"It's not just the helicopter experiments, but also the progress we make in supercomputers, because with the help of this thing, many problems have been solved." Smith went on to talk about the latest technological advances.

The latest computer systems have actually been updated, so the original supercomputers have been taken out and put into use as new equipment, although they are still strictly secret, but they are no longer kept secret from the top.

With the help of computers, many projects have begun to be accelerated, some calculations can be completed in an instant, and calculations can be completed by newer supercomputers. In this state, many aspects of Ellen Hill are in overdrive.

With the help of computers and Chris, the experiments on the hydrogen bomb have been successfully completed, even the construction of the nuclear power plant has been completed, more experiments have been carried out, and more results are about to appearWith the help of computers, Chris's workload has been reduced by more than half.

"We have built three nuclear power plants in the Arrant Empire, all of which have been tested recently, and they will probably be in production in a month......," Smith said, handing the report to Chris.

"With these nuclear power plants, the electricity problem will be alleviated. Thermal power stations and hydroelectric power plants are also under construction, and it is expected that we will be able to solve the problem of electricity consumption in the middle of four years. Smith concluded proudly.

"These power stations are combined with the grid that has already been built, so we can use electricity more conveniently." After Chris finished reading the report, he finally added.

Chris knew that Alan Hill was now on the fast track to development, and that he had almost 10,000 technicians every day who could use the orb of knowledge to improve their abilities, and that as long as time was accumulated enough, mortals' skills would be raised to an unbelievable level.

"As long as we develop steadily, then soon we will usher in a period of faster development, you probably can't imagine that everything we have developed in the past three years or so will be in the next three years...... It's going to be all eliminated! Chris closed the report in his hand and looked at his men.

In Chris's opinion, he really has too many future technologies in his hands that can be improved, as long as he keeps coming up with new technologies, Iran Hill can be countless times stronger than now.

By that time, a single battleship will be able to provide firepower to destroy a country, and a nuclear warhead that an ICBM can carry, will cover the entire Gringen!

He had a confident smile on his face and a confident tone in his tone: "Gentlemen! Work hard, the future belongs to Alan Hill! ”

"Long live Iran Hill!" Everyone stood up, stood in salute, and sang with their chin held high.

……

Arantix, Gruel Street, bustling streets full of people, everyone has their own things to do, and a thriving world is emerging in Iran Hill.

In the crowd of people coming and going, a sneaky figure holding a thick document bag looked left and right into the mouth of Alley 13.

The man knocked on a thick door with some nervousness, in a peculiar rhythm. It wasn't the first time he'd been to this room, and the last time he had been there, he was much more nervous than he was now.

The door was opened from the inside, revealing a gap. The man hurriedly said nervously into the gap, "I brought something!" ”

The shadow inside nodded, and pulled the crack open enough for a man to get into, and the man slipped into the room at once, and the crack was closed.

"Click." The lights in the room were turned on, and the room suddenly became bright. No one knows why the curtains are drawn here in broad daylight, as if the people in the house know that what they are doing is not visible.

When the man with the document bag adjusted to the light in the room, he realized that there was not only one person in the room.

In this room, there were several people sitting and standing against the wall, all of them wearing black robes and hoods on their heads.

"Something brought?" The man at the head was dressed in the same attire, with a hood that obscured his face. He spoke in a strange voice, as if he had something like a voice changer.

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nervously asked, "You guys...... What you promised me ......"

"Rest assured, once Iran Hill is destroyed, we guarantee that the Arrant Empire will stand on this continent again!" The man on the couch continued to speak, promising in a very strange tone.

"Then you said you would give it to me......" The man looked at the people in the room with some uneasiness, and he always felt that there was something strange about their behavior.

"Whoa!" A whole bag of gold coins was thrown onto the table by a person next to him, and because it was too full, some of the gold coins spilled, some spread out on the table, and some rolled down under the table.

"Money is not an issue for us at all! We can meet your requirements too! I promise you to call the wind and rain in the Arantite Empire, and you will definitely get an official position! If you want, the position of the Emperor of the Arrant is not impossible for you to sit. The leader sat motionless on the sofa and spoke.

"Gollum ......" swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the man finally put the document bag in his arms on the table: "These are the documents you want!" If you're willing to wait, I can get more. ”

The man in the cloak at the head reached out to get the document bag on the coffee table, his palms exposed to the light, and his knuckles were full of gaps between the connecting parts. The faint glow of rare magic in the gap startled the man who was delivering the document bag across from him.

"Don't be nervous! Child! Take it easy! As the man in the first place leaned forward, he finally revealed his face hidden under the hood, a strange-looking mask with dense magical runes carved on it.

If Chris had been here, he would have recognized the strange-looking mask, much like the one worn by the god puppet who had assassinated him.

"It's just one of my bodies......" The man withdrew his hand, opened the file bag, and looked through the contents, "Yes, this is exactly the mechanical principle document I wanted, good!" Very good! I can wait for you to send you the rest of the drawings! Next time, I'll give you more gold. ”

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

As he spoke, he handed the bag of papers to one of his subordinates. His face kept facing the direction of the man in front of him: "You did a good job, very good!" The puppet empire does not treat its friends badly! The day the Arrant Empire is restored, it will be time for you to soar. ”

After saying that, he leaned back into the sofa, and the face with the mask was once again shrouded in shadows: "Go! Child, I ...... Word! ”

"Thank you, thank you." The man nodded nervously, turned around and walked outside the room: "Tomorrow, tomorrow at this time...... I, I'm sure, bring the rest here. ”

He nodded as he walked, watching the man in the lead retreat, and as he had just retreated to the door, and was about to walk out of the room, an arm, also made of wood, stood in front of him.

He subconsciously looked at the other party and found that the person blocking his way was also wearing the same strange mask.

"You...... What are you doing! Sweat was already dripping from the man's face, and his voice trembled with nervousness.

"Your gold ......," said the man who stood in his way, in an equally unhuman accent.

"Oh...... Thank you...... Thank you......" The man realized that he had forgotten the bag of gold because he was nervous.

So he quickly turned around and walked back, picked up the bag of gold on the coffee table, wiped the sweat from his face, turned and walked out of the house.

"Stupid mortals......" a puppet sneered, leaning against the wall and hoarsely commented.

"Yes, stupid mortal......" agreed with the puppet sitting on the couch. Then, he looked at the puppet holding the document bag beside him and said, "Return to the puppet empire immediately!" ”

The puppet who had received the order nodded slightly, and then walked out of the room with the file bag.

"Not all mortals are so stupid, at least the little ones who are looking for us are very powerful." The puppet in the lead stood up and looked at a few puppets beside him: "We don't have much time, try to get their technology back as much as possible......"

"We'd love to get to that super bomb, but they're too heavily protected...... If we can use the puppets......" one of his puppets said with some regret.

"Don't even think about it, if we use the god puppet, those guys in Greccan will detect ......" The puppet led by the puppet vetoed his suggestion and said, "The mid-level puppet is already the limit of what we can use!" ”

"It's really a pity that we can't get close to the other party's super bomb project." After scolding his subordinates, the puppet at the head sighed before continuing: "Wait for those greedy guys to send the technology themselves!" Don't worry, we have too much time......"

Outside the room, the man who walked out looked at the left and right alleys, and then walked out of the 13th alley and walked back to Grulaire Street.

After he disappeared, a man with his hands in his pockets leaned against the entrance of Alley 13 and squinted his eyes into the alley.

Then, with a vague smile on his face, the man turned away as if no one had ever been here.