Giant Ship Across the Song Dynasty: My Supplies Come from My Motherland

Chapter 25, Young People Are the Hope

Zhongdeng Laodeng is indeed no good. Is Director Zhao a good person?

He's a good person, of course, but he's almost fifty and still a section chief. That's pretty much how his life will be, so it's inevitable that he'll have some desire to "play it safe."

Therefore, when he assessed Lin Zhou, he was quite conservative, with the core objective being to ensure Lin Zhou's safety.

This time, however, the new evaluation team, which was formed after all the experts jointly submitted their names, ranged in age from thirty-seven to only twenty-four.

Several of them are geniuses; to be called a genius means that they possess a level of mental agility that is unmatched by ordinary people.

Especially after the Chinese Academy of Sciences officially joined Lin Zhou's project, these people became even more imaginative, coming up with all sorts of ideas: what it means to use a tunnel boring machine vertically, what it means to catch "ghosts" 700 meters underground, what it means to synthesize gasoline from carbon dioxide, what it means to brew wine in the northwest wind...

For these young people, science is only one part of their passion; happiness is the desire rooted deep within their hearts.

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Does that mean we can collect data in a completely undisturbed area? Does that mean the theories of time and parallel universes are valid? If one person can go there, can a group of people also go there?

Therefore, they gave Lin Zhou a very high evaluation rating, so high that their leader called them overnight and scolded them one by one before downgrading Lin Zhou's action rating from "national strategic behavior" to "national scientific research strategic behavior".

Don't be fooled by the fact that it's just missing those two words; it actually means losing the authority to deploy a hydrogen bomb...

The young people felt they had lost out big time... Just imagine, if they had used that time to blast a hole in the Himalayas with a hydrogen bomb, how many more fertile lands would have sprung up on the vast plateau...

What? They're asking what to do about the Indians from the Pandya Dynasty?

What else can we do? Bomb the South Asian subcontinent with a hydrogen bomb and create a basin, creating countless more fertile lands across the vast South Asian continent...

Unfortunately, the higher-ups won't allow it... What a pity.

Although it was a pity they couldn't go all out, they tried their best to report to their superiors how important Lin Zhou's project was, and even started to steer it towards the survival opportunities of the nation.

Lin Zhou was unaware of all this, but he knew that during the days he was missing, Brother Ying must have been scolded. After all, she had been keeping an eye on him, but he had vanished in the blink of an eye. It was fortunate that Lin Zhou had returned; otherwise, she would probably have been put in a sack and thrown into West Lake to become a floating corpse.

"Sir, you absolutely mustn't sneak off next time," Eagle Brother emphasized as he spoke. "If you really do try to run away, at least let me know..."

"What? Did Lao Cao scold you?"

"Uh... Ah? No, no." Eagle hurriedly waved his hand: "It's just that this servant is worried about Master. If anything were to happen to Master, Yingge would not survive."

Yes, that's true. I really can't live without her...

Too lazy to talk to this silly little sister, Lin Zhou just picked up a bag of instant noodles and started munching on it. Eagle stretched his neck and looked at him: "Master, what is this?"

Lin Zhou pulled out a bag and handed it to her: "Dried noodles."

After Ying Ge took it, he glanced shyly at Lin Zhou, as if he wanted to imitate that charming and seductive smile, but it really looked like the simple and unpretentious smile of a left-behind child in a mountain primary school, which really amused Lin Zhou.

"No... why don't you just stop trying to be alluring? I'm that kind of person, but you're really not cut out for it." Lin Zhou looked up and complained, "Just stay hidden and don't try to use your charms. You're making me laugh."

"Oh……"

After saying that, Brother Ying started eating that lousy instant noodles. He ate faster and ate with more relish than Lin Zhou. It's no exaggeration to say that this was the first time in Young Master Lin's life that he had seen the words "adorable" clearly displayed in a beautiful teenage girl.

"Brother Eagle, how did you end up being sold to slave traders?"

"Oh, when I was nine, my family was flooded. Only one of us, my brother and I, could survive, so my parents sold me." Brother Ying said without the slightest hesitation, and without even a trace of sadness, as if he were talking about a little golden retriever at the cat and dog market.

"I was sold for three strings of cash. They said my skin and flesh were good enough to warrant three strings; if they said my skin and flesh were less attractive, I'd only be worth one string." Eagle Brother added, "Then the matchmaker sold me to Lin'an City to learn the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I'm so stupid; after three years, all I could do was draw chicks. After that, the madam planned to sell me."

"and then?"

"That day, someone called out my price, and the scholar bought me. I thought he smelled bad, so I kicked him off the bed. Then the madam said she was going to drown me. Manager Cao said I was clever, so he asked the madam why. The madam said I was strong-willed." Brother Ying choked on his dry bread at this point and quickly took a sip of water. "But I was exceptionally intelligent, so Manager Cao spent money to buy me and gave me to the master. Hehe... Actually, Manager Cao didn't know he'd been tricked. How could I be clever..."

Lin Zhou's head was spinning after hearing this. He tilted his head and looked at Brother Ying in front of him: "You were sold when you were nine, studied art for three years, and all you can draw in the end is chicks?"

"I draw chicks very well, they are so lifelike. After Manager Cao asked me to draw one, he saw my chick and immediately said that I was exceptionally clever."

"No...you're twelve?"

Eagle Brother started counting on his fingers: "Nine plus three... right, twelve."

Lin Zhou immediately started scratching his head. He thought that this Brother Ying was young at first glance, but he didn't expect her to be so young. Moreover, in this short sentence, the kind of naive and reckless attitude that disregarded life and death was clearly revealed.

No kidding, in that short conversation he went through four life-or-death ordeals, yet she seemed completely unconcerned.

"Do you know you almost died four times?"

"Death? What's wrong with death?" Eagle suddenly raised his head: "I knew a woman in that brothel. She got sick, and the madam burned her with hot tongs. Before she died, she told me that for people like us, death is a blessing."

Lin Zhou rubbed his temples. He had just regained some sanity on his end, but chatting with this twelve-year-old girl for a while had made it all go down again...

"But the master is a very good master." Eagle looked at Lin Zhou with his bright eyes: "The master gives me clothes to wear, gives me food, and doesn't hit me."

"Is this what a truly excellent person is?"

"This is the best person."

Lin Zhou scratched his head after hearing this. He stood up, looked at his truckload of goods, and sighed, "Alright, come help me sort out the goods. Our shop can't stay closed forever; it needs to open for business."