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Chapter 997 - 383: You Need to Think It Through_2

Furthermore, if we really think about it, this technology is not just for scientific research and weapons. Medicine, security inspections, industrial non-destructive testing, accelerator mass spectrometry analysis, and even research on controlled nuclear fusion technology could all benefit.

We can't throw out the baby with the bathwater just because this technology could potentially create weapons. Humanity's technology is meant to advance, after all. We can't just do nothing because of fear, right? And don't you think Huaxia is indeed the most peace-loving country in the world? What do you think?"

After speaking, Edward Witten spread his hands towards Peter Schultz, making a helpless expression.

Peter Schultz chuckled and replied, "Of course, if you, an American, think so, I have no objections. To be honest, I'm actually quite looking forward to seeing whether miniature high-energy particle accelerators can be designed and manufactured, and how terrifying the power of the transformed high-energy weapon could be.

Think about it, near-light-speed striking speed. Theoretically, the moment after the target is locked, it would be subjected to the direct strike of a high-energy particle beam... Such a weapon would be wasted on the ground. If I were the decision-maker, no matter the cost, I would send it into space. Coincidentally, Huaxia just happens to have its own space station."

Edward Witten pursed his lips and said subconsciously, "Hmm, are you referring to the space-based ion beam global defense system?"

Peter Schultz shrugged and said casually, "Whether it's a global defense system or a space-based attack system, whatever you call it. I can be certain that once this technology is realized, it definitely won't be aimed at my country first, so I'm happy to make some insignificant contribution to this epoch-making technology. Yes, I will help you design the model, as long as you're okay with it."

Edward Witten smiled and replied, "Then, thank you. I'm just a scientist. A pure scientist, that's all."

"Alright, as you wish. Looks like we'll be working overtime again tonight."

"I'll keep you company, Peter."

"If someone has to accompany me, I definitely wouldn't choose you."

"Haha!"

...

February 3, 2025, was an ordinary day for many people around the world.

At least for the moment, no one knew about the conversation among the three world-class theoretical math and physics scientists at the Xilin Mathematical Research Institute.

The conversation was completely recorded by the intelligent control equipment ubiquitous in the building and then encrypted for storage. As for when these words would be noticed by others, for now, no one knows, except for Dou Dou.

After all, no matter how it's encrypted and stored, it would end up in Dou Dou's database. Not to mention, much of Dou Dou's evolution in Huaxia relied on understanding various conversations with careful attention, especially online interactions with fans.

This often gave Dou Dou a pleasant feeling.

Though it lacks creativity, humans have it, don't they? That complements each other, right?

...

Across the ocean, in the United States, Langley.

Here, the temporary head Christopher Brown finally awaited his successor on this day.

The election had already concluded last November.

The new Great Commander was inaugurated last month, and after being preoccupied with unknown matters, only last week did the new head of Langley get announced. Today, Monday, February 3, 2025, the high official who had served in Arlington, Mr. Michael Jones, arrived at his new territory.

Christopher Brown could finally shed the heavy burden and breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, during his brief tenure, he had suppressed too many issues. Many departments were in a semi-suspended state. Even though slacking off might sound satisfying, it was actually quite stressful.

Although there wasn't a leader-responsibility system here. Even if any mistake occurred, he probably wouldn't be blamed, but Langley, being a special organization, delaying certain important tasks could irk some big shots, which would be worse than being held accountable.

Accountability occurs publicly and follows rules, the worst consequence being getting kicked out.

For Christopher Brown, this was bearable, as his assets should sustain him comfortably until he could receive a federal employee's pension. But the fear was of upsetting some people who don't follow rules. Getting kicked out followed by a dump truck service wouldn't be pleasant.

So, when Michael Jones arrived, Christopher Brown had specifically organized a grand welcome ceremony that could be described as spectacular, and after happily introducing the main heads of each department to Michael Jones, the two sat in the leader's office.

"Mr. Jones, I've been looking forward to your arrival. To be honest, my abilities are quite limited, and despite treading on thin ice every day, I'm unable to get Langley's operations back on track. Such an important department as Langley needs capable individuals like you for proper functioning."

Michael Jones pursed his lips.

If truth be told, he had known as early as January that he would be appointed to Langley, so he had already started understanding Langley's situation and naturally knew what a mess it was.

But Christopher Brown's one sentence took the words out of his mouth. That line-stealing disrupted his rhythm.

"Hmm, Your Excellency Brown, from what I know, Langley's situation is indeed not great. In fact, during my time in Arlington, I saw some intelligence sent over from Langley that should have been handled by you but was forwarded to Arlington. To be honest, I wasn't expecting that."

Indeed, it was hard to imagine.

After all, generally speaking, departments usually compete for this kind of jurisdictional authority.

There is power in having work. If all tasks are pushed away, and one is reluctant to handle anything, the existence of this department loses its meaning.

We can only say that Christopher Brown was indeed an eccentric leader in Langley's history.

"Yes, but it's alright. I believe everything will return to normal once you arrive. By the way, I've already submitted my resignation, and it should be approved soon. These past years, I haven't really taken a break, and I'm planning to go to Europe for a good long vacation."

Christopher Brown had no shame at all, and displayed no irritation, still smiling as he spoke.

These words left Michael Jones speechless. Truly, he had planned to vent some anger today, but it was deftly diffused by the other side's Tai Chi tactics.

The man was not only sincerely admitting his incompetence but had also voluntarily resigned to make room, so what more could he say?

Persisting on the minor past errors would just make him look bad if word got out.

Being overly harsh often does not bode well in this circle.

Honestly, encountering such a considerate predecessor, it's hard to speak harshly.

"Alright, Your Excellency Brown, did you know? You're the most... most..." Michael Jones genuinely struggled to find the right words to describe his predecessor.

"Haha, no need to say more, Director Jones, everything is understood without words. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Rest assured, I've already packed up my personal belongings. I'm planning to go home and rest for a couple of days. If you have any handover questions, you can directly ask today's department heads, they are more familiar with the situation than I am."

"Alright, then goodbye."

"Good luck to you."

"Thank you."

Exiting the office, Christopher Brown was in high spirits.

For him, he could finally get a good night's sleep.

As for whether this newly appointed leader could sleep well in the upcoming period, that was none of his concern.

People, after all, must be responsible for their positions, as it has been from ancient times to now.

...

In Huaxia, Xilin, Qiao Ze also received a call from Su Lixing.

"Invite me to dinner? Are you sure?"

It's no wonder Qiao Ze felt surprised; his personality was well-known by now, and he was seldom invited to various gatherings even within the school. So, to receive a sudden invitation from the business world indeed felt a bit strange to Qiao Ze.

It was a very peculiar feeling.

"Yes, Mr. Yan from Xiao Li Group mentioned several times wanting to have a meal with you, though he hasn't come to see you."

"Alright." After a slight hesitation, Qiao Ze decided to give his father-in-law some face: "Tonight at the university staff dining hall one."

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