(Under refinement)

"60 years, do you have any clues?"

"Five years to restore the pre-disaster level, 20 years to develop basic science, and 35 years to build a space defense system."

"The big problem is...... We can't figure out how the enemy is attacking. ”

"Zhang Youzhi, how many did you predict?"

The holograms form a circle, and five people sit around the round table, Zhang Youzhi holding his chin. A4 paper at hand

"My Funeral Is Not Quite Right" Chapter 180 Countermeasures and Fire (2-in-1) It's in the middle of a hand, please wait a while,

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