Chapter 47： Zhuang Li: I will protect your things for you. (1/2)

Xuan Ming died on the road before being sent to the hospital. After returning home, Zhuang Li, who was covered in blood, locked himself in the bedroom and did not eat or drink for three days. He needed a lot of time to think, digest, and bear the shock of Xuan Ming's death for himself.

Why is his native country, his countrymen, willing to sacrifice themselves for the so-called continuation of humanity? This question was something that Zhuang Li in the past could not understand no matter what. His smart brain can solve most of the mysteries in the world, but he can't solve this knot.

But now he figured it out.

He found the answer from Xuan Ming. It is a guardian, and it is to leave the hope of life to the people you care about the most.

Zhuang Li's eyes filled with warmth again, and two wet tears fell down his cheeks and soaked into the corners of his mouth, bringing unspeakable bitterness, but it made him laugh suddenly.

It took him more than 70 hours to think about it before he finally realized that Xuan Ming probably loved himself. This belated realization stung his self-proclaimed ruthless heart and left a deep mark.

Zhuang Li covered his eyes and half-lyed in the soft chair, as if he had fallen asleep.

But 7480 knew that his thoughts were more intense than ever. The various magnetic fields shot out of his brain almost disrupted the 7480's core program.

Zhuang Li was reminiscing about the past, and those memories filled with gunpowder smoke and blood were once reinforced layer by layer and sealed in the depths of his mind.

He thought of his homeland and compatriots who had turned into smoke and dust under the bombardment of nuclear bombs; he thought of the scene when the captain pushed his little child into the only rescue capsule when the spaceship fell; he thought of more than ten years of upheaval; Also reminded of those survivor bases built on Mars.

He left them with an entirely new metal material that, if those scientists were smart enough, could build a spacecraft in about two years.

Two years is enough to use up the few resources on Mars, and humans will die on a large scale. At the moment the spacecraft was built, the original surviving population of more than 150 million was considered lucky to be able to survive 20 to 30 million.

And this result was well within his expectations.

In order to get revenge, Zhuang Li deliberately leaked his manuscript with serious errors to Poincaré John, leading him to build some **** Dyson sphere, and exhaust all the resources brought by mankind from the earth; When it came to nothing, he reappeared as the savior.

He single-handedly killed 120 million survivors, and this number was exactly equal to the number of martyrs in China.

He is not a savior, on the contrary, he is a demon who crawled out of hell, and his lifelong pursuit is only one, and that is revenge.

Even though he took so many lives, he didn't feel the slightest guilt in his heart. The reason why the Chinese people were willing to sacrifice at the time was because the Federation promised them that they would bring all the elderly, weak, women and children of China safely to Mars.

But what did the Federals do in the end? They secretly let off the fuel of China's spacecraft, leaving most of the people dead in the fire, and refused to rescue the only spacecraft that escaped the fire. And they did such a heinous thing just because there were the most survivors in China, and they were afraid that they would unite to form a big force and threaten the security of the Federation.

It is such a ridiculous reason that more than 100 million Chinese people died tragically.

So, how could Zhuang Li show mercy to the Commonwealth?

Those federal people will never know who is the culprit who killed them. After successfully settling on planet GJ536B, they will worship Zhuang Li like a **** and build a statue or even a temple for him.

Zhuang Li smiled softly, but there were many tears in his fingers.

He actually had a more brutal plan back then.

When calculating Poincaré, he envisioned the complete collapse of the Dyson sphere and the complete extinction of the human species. He wouldn't leave behind some **** new metal stuff. He wants to kill all alien humans on Mars and bury his compatriots.

But while editing the revenge video, the voices of his compatriots kept ringing in his ears, and they repeated the phrase over and over again - may our sacrifices be exchanged for the longevity of mankind...

So at the last moment, Zhuang Li left a way out.

He never understood what he was thinking at the time, but now, the answer to this question is irrelevant. He is very glad that he did not exterminate human beings, not because of his conscience, but because if he really did that, he would feel ashamed when he thinks of his compatriots and Xuan Ming again.

People always want to protect something when they live. This is the meaning of life.

Zhuang Li couldn't understand this reason before, because he preferred destruction to protecting him.

But now, he clenched his hands, trying to grasp this inexplicable feeling.

When he stared at his fist in a daze, Chang Dongming's voice came from outside the door: "Zhuang Li, Mr. Yao asked you to go to the company for a meeting right away." Then he knocked on the door impatiently.

Zhuang Dahai's voice also followed: "He is very weak these days without eating or drinking, and he has no time to go to meetings. Don't disturb him."

Chang Dongming said aggressively: "He has to go if he doesn't want to. President Yao has already taken office. As the head of the R&D department, he must submit the work plan and performance report for this quarter as soon as possible. President Yao waited for him for three times. God, it's enough to give him face. What does he mean when he doesn't answer calls or text messages?"

Zhuang Dahai's tone was also filled with anger: "You know that Xiaoli was frightened and forced him to go to work, what do you mean? He is a minister, doesn't he have the right to ask for a few days' leave?"

Chang Dongming suddenly sneered: "Minister? Maybe after today. The Haiming Group is now surnamed Yao, not Xuan. Xuan Ming's direct line has been gone and scattered these days, and it has been cleaned up by President Yao. Net. Guess who will be fired next?"

Chang Dongming intensified his knock on the door, his voice full of contempt: "How much does Zhuang Li weigh? You, a father, know best. If Xuan Ming hadn't fallen in love with him, would he have what he is today? Yao Zonghua Chongjin has hired a team of experts from abroad, and they will soon replace Zhuang Li's team as the backbone of our Haiming R&D."

"By the way," Chang Dongming stopped knocking on the door, smiling very gloating: "You hurry up and rent a cheap house outside, the property management fee here is too expensive, I'm afraid Zhuang Li can't afford it. Without Xuan Ming as a backer , where does he go to find a job with an annual salary of 40 million?"

Because the state protects Zhuang Li too closely, although his laboratory is affiliated with the Haiming Group, its operations are completely independent and information cannot be shared. So many people in the Haiming Group didn't know what exactly Zhuang Li was doing every day, and regarded him as a vase.

Zhuang Dahai was frightened by the bad news.