"How is this possible!" Wu Yuanzhou was greatly alarmed. "Jing Mingqiu is a freshman, not an illegal immigrant. Why are there no records of him?"
Wu Yuanzhou thought he had entered the wrong information and re-entered Jing Mingqiu's name and ID number. He still found no match.
"Could the system be broken?"
To verify the system's authenticity, Wu Yuanzhou uploaded the identity information of Yun Pengtao and several others. He quickly received their background files…
While Wu Yuanzhou was busy with the system, on the Northwest Island, the highest leader of the Dragon Country received an urgent report from his assistant.
"Boss, someone is trying to access Jing Mingqiu's information?" Kuai Shu Ge
"Oh?" The highest leader of the Dragon Country slowly raised his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "We have already removed Jing Mingqiu from the controllable nuclear fusion and lithography machine projects. All those with knowledge have also signed non-disclosure agreements."
"Now, Jing Mingqiu should be an ordinary university student from a second-tier university. Who is investigating his information, and what are their intentions?"
The assistant shook his head vigorously. "I'm sorry! At your request, we have removed most of the security personnel around Jing Mingqiu, leaving only two plainclothes officers for remote protection. We are not entirely sure who it is."
"However, the military's communication line was used for this inquiry. We have already contacted Leader Number Two, and he has located the querent…"
Before the assistant could finish speaking, Leader Number Two, Ji Haoyan, the same person who had wanted to confine Jing Mingqiu to a laboratory for continuous research, burst in and slammed a thick stack of documents onto the First Leader's desk.
"Boss, this kid Jing Mingqiu has developed something new again. A powerless auxiliary mecha, which can effectively improve endurance and allow soldiers to conserve sufficient physical strength during prolonged combat."
"Moreover, the mecha he uses himself has a temperature control system, which can maintain body temperature within a normal range, preventing heatstroke and ensuring the combat effectiveness of soldiers under the scorching sun!"
"Boss, this technology is too important. Hurry up and send people to escort him to the Kunpeng underground secret research base and have him focus on research. Micro-controllable nuclear fusion technology, high-precision chips, plus the new mecha."
"With these three technologies combined, we can directly crush Western countries by an era in terms of individual combat…"
"Don't rush," the First Leader patted Ji Haoyan's shoulder, signaling him to calm down. "What's the point of crushing them? Our navy is severely insufficient, and we cannot break through their aircraft carrier fleet blockade."
"Even if we force a breakthrough, it's useless. Nuclear weapons are hanging over us. Do you want civilization to be destroyed and everyone to play with fire-starting on ruins, otherwise, a third world war absolutely cannot be fought."
Ji Haoyan's eyes still burned with fanaticism. "Precisely because of this, we need to confine Jing Mingqiu to the underground laboratory and let him continue his research, thereby achieving complete technological dominance over Western countries."
"Ji Haoyan!" The First Leader's face instantly turned grim. "I said earlier, Jing Mingqiu is just an ordinary student. He is not a soldier under your command. As long as he does not violate laws or discipline, he is free to do as he wishes, and you have no right to restrict him!"
Ji Haoyan lowered his head first, then cried out unwillingly, "But, Boss, with his talent, going to university is completely a waste of life!"
"Alas," the First Leader sighed. "You are still so straightforward! Research is not warfare; inspiration is far more important than brute force. Interest is the best teacher. If it weren't for military training, do you think he would have researched the auxiliary mecha?"
"This…"
Ji Haoyan fell silent.
The First Leader continued to persuade, "I understand your thoughts, and I also don't want his talent to be wasted like this. I will contact the principal of Dongyang University of Science and Technology shortly and ask him to prepare a workshop for Jing Mingqiu to facilitate his continued research."
"Alas," the principal of Dongyang University of Science and Technology was stunned. "Boss, didn't you say that the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind? Setting up a workshop for him directly is too obvious."
The First Leader gently shook his head. "Jing Mingqiu's talent is too high. Even minor modifications he makes can cause significant fluctuations and cannot be concealed. If we do not manage it at all, it will give people the feeling of covering up something, making it even more dangerous."
"It's better to directly present him as a young genius, half-true and half-false. This way, he can be better protected. At the same time, I plan to…"
While the highest leader of the Dragon Country was discussing national policy, under the shade of a tree elsewhere, new students from the dance department of Dongyang University of Science and Technology were gathered, chatting boisterously before military training.
The conversation shifted from high school life to complaining about military training, and finally, they all invariably landed on Jing Mingqiu.
The tall girl who had first stopped Jing Mingqiu's eyes lit up. "The wearable mecha is too convenient. If I had one, I could stretch my legs while playing on my phone."
"Such advanced equipment, and you only think of using it for basic training? You have no ambition."
A girl with long, slender legs chuckled, stood on one leg with her arms extended, slowly raised her left leg over her head, and performed a standard standing split, her posture tall and graceful like a willow shooting out new branches.
"If I had this, I would definitely use it as a support to research a new dance…"
"Research a new dance? With your flexibility, you haven't even practiced basic movements well!" The tall girl mocked while arching her back backwards, performing a more difficult move.
"What is this? Back arching? Don't embarrass yourself with such basic movements," the girl with long legs raised her head proudly, like a peacock.
"When student Jing returns, I'll go find him immediately to borrow that equipment and choreograph a new dance to perform at the freshman gala!"
"He won't lend it to you. You're in Class One, and student Jing Mingqiu is in Class Two…"
Just as the two were about to argue, the person who had just reported him suddenly jumped out, shouting triumphantly, "That guy Jing Mingqiu was called away by the instructor for so long and hasn't returned. He's probably been expelled directly."
"As a person, one should be upright and not have any ulterior motives, or play tricks…"
The guy, standing on a moral high ground, had just finished his preachy speech when his eyes suddenly widened, staring intently at a tall figure in military training uniform ahead.
"Jing Mingqiu, you, why are you back?"
Jing Mingqiu shrugged indifferently, "Why can't I come back? I still have military training this afternoon."
"But," the reporting guy's voice trembled, "weren't you expelled from school for using illegal equipment?"
Before Jing Mingqiu could answer, a stern-faced middle-aged man strode in, swept his gaze coldly across the crowd, and finally landed on Jing Mingqiu. "Expelled? Who dares to expel him? I'll expel him first!"