Start a Subspace

"Your Highness, if you can't bear it a little, you can make big plans. The most important thing now is to use your creation ability to create a large refuge in the subspace. Before that, you must endure. We have found a way out, so we must endure!"

"Those consortiums control military power and even have nuclear weapons. They can only take half a million people away."

"If they find out about this, they will definitely go crazy."

"Be patient until those people defect, and then we will receive everything!"

Due to the mediocre performance of the prince in the past, Zhou Chengfeng had to give thousands of instructions, for fear that he would expose the news in order to pretend to be coercive.

This backhand must not be exposed rashly!

"Your Highness, your current prestige is not enough, and many people are not convinced... But if you appear as the savior, the situation will be reversed in an instant. Your prestige will reach its peak as quickly as possible."

"You must be patient!"

"No, Director Zhou, you are wrong!" Zhang Ran shook his head and sighed, "If I endure it, the forces in the other refuges will secretly suspect it. , but accepted it frankly, do you think it is reasonable?"

Zhou Chengfeng frowned, "It's really not reasonable."

"Because it is unreasonable, we have to take the initiative to attack. This is the most authentic reaction!"

"Guo Weiqiang, Lu Chenming, you guys have assembled an army and are ready to attack at any time!"

"Is the royal family's meat so easy to swallow? Spit it out. Of course, it's not a real war, but we must not be weak in terms of momentum. We still have to get what we should get."

"Because the more cutting-edge technological products, it consumes a lot of money for me. I can't create too many cutting-edge products."

Lu Chenming took a deep breath and understood His Highness' thoughts.

Yes, the best offense is the best defense!

Simple patience is really too unnatural.

He saluted, eager to try in his heart, saluted, and said loudly: "I guarantee that the task will be completed!"

Before he knew it, his attitude had changed.

Zero floated quietly in the corner, holding a bottle of Coke in her hand, the chemical composition of which was water, carbon dioxide, sucrose, phosphoric acid, sodium benzoate, acesulfame potassium, and caffeine.

Coke is a good thing Zhang Ran created out of thin air.

All the substances are artificially synthesized and the cost is not high.

Take a sip, it's really delicious.

His eyes were narrowed happily, and his ponytails were wagging.

She is thinking, can His Highness create more delicious things out of thin air? It should, maybe... is it possible?

Would you like some butter bread, chocolate, biscuits, meat muffins, cheesecake...

My mouth is watering!

But I am too embarrassed to make this request.

So he faced the wall and kept swallowing his saliva.

Zhang Ran said: "Time waits for no one, you should set off immediately, and you should first find a way to recruit the army of those defectors."

"Guo Weiqiang, you lead a team, the most loyal army, to block the Academy of Sciences."

"Now we are going to the Academy of Sciences to find experts to design large-scale shelters."

"yes!"

These soldiers saluted and left in a hurry.

When I came, the pace was heavy, as if I had lost all hope.

When walking, the steps are brisk, almost jumping from the ground.

Lu Chenming even hummed a little tune: "Old Guo, you are really a lucky general... You can make the right choice every time you stand in line, no wonder you got promoted so quickly."

"Where, where, I didn't know beforehand." Guo Weiqiang had a "sincere" smile on his face.

...

"Let's go, let's go to the Academy of Sciences to find reliable experts."

"With just a few of us, it is impossible to design a large shelter."

As the destination approached, a term slowly came to mind: Lin Qiuyue.

Another psyker owned by the royal family.

The former owner of Zhang Ran's body was mediocre and incompetent, playful and lustful, and did not inherit his father's wisdom. The only thing he inherited was his good looks.

At the age of 18, with a height of 1.8 meters, he has a handsome appearance, and his skin is quite good.

It's a pity that the gold and jade are out of the way, and they often fail in mathematics. They can only get 30 points for the 100-point test paper.

Lin Qiuyue is his personal tutor, with the ability of "self-strengthening and parallel thinking". She completed her doctorate at the age of 17 and became a new star in the Academy of Sciences at the age of 18.

Therefore, His Royal Highness naively thought that chasing this girl would prove his personal ability to his father?

That is a psychic, it is the most suitable to be a wife.

But the final result is that the prince's young mind has a serious psychological shadow... He failed in mathematics again, and his homework doubled.

"What are these..."

Recalling these past events, Zhang Ran's eyebrows twitched a few times, and he felt a little speechless: "You are really stretching your hips, what time is it, and you still want to pick up girls all day long, so you can't blame the rest of your subordinates for defecting..."

"Oh, headache."

Life in this era is difficult, but scientific development has not been completely abandoned.

The synthetic technology of artificial starch has been developed in the past ten years.

This epoch-making technology has saved many civilian lives.

As long as there is energy, carbon dioxide and water can be used to synthesize food.

There is also a nuclear fission engine. Every time this violent nuclear engine is used, it will leave a lot of nuclear pollution, and it is impossible to study it before the end of the day.

But in this era, it doesn't matter at all. After all, the ecology of the entire earth has been destroyed, and there is no living soil for environmentalists and animal protection associations.

But having said that, the status of scientists is not as high as it used to be, almost at the same level as senior skilled workers.

"...The second-generation particle bed nuclear engine has mature industrial conditions. In theory, the specific impulse of this engine can exceed 1,000 seconds, which is 3-5 times that of traditional chemical rockets."

When he walked into this room, Zhang Ran's eyes were attracted by various equations on the screen, as well as various weird mechanical structures.

In the subspace he controls, the creation ability is directly proportional to the development of civilization. As long as it is an industrial product that human beings already have, he can duplicate it exactly.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Ran certainly wanted to know how advanced the cutting-edge technology was.

Among these experts, the older ones have gray hair and may be fifty years old, and the younger ones are even less than twenty years old. The real geniuses can make outstanding achievements at the age of twenty.

Zhang Ran saw a girl among them, her appearance was undoubtedly outstanding, she was about 1.6 meters tall, with short hair, and she was wearing a school uniform.

This school uniform is very common. It is an ordinary school uniform for high schools, with the words "Sixth Middle School" written on it.