Chapter 83

On the moon, Miro watched with great interest the battle between the skeleton and the magic bird.

"Artois, who do you think this magic bird is?"

Artois, with his legs crossed, had a prominent triangle on his shiny bald head, which was quite provocative. It was said that this was the most popular style on Mars, called the "provocative呆mao" (provocative hair).

"Miro, when did you become interested in this thing? It's just a bunch of amateurs fantasizing," Artois said. "When is Massas coming back? We're just waiting for him. There's really nothing worth going to on Earth."

"Hehe, Artois, you'd better buy a wig, or the boss might take your head off," Miro laughed. "Massas is already on his way back."

Miro was still very interested in the two people fighting in the CT. The Yasop's array point kill was too perfect. Using techniques in the virtual world wasn't a big deal, but if someone could use them so precisely, it definitely meant they had undergone strict training.

But even such a level of skill still lost. The player with the ID "Skeleton" was even more interesting, using a curved gun, and in such a passive situation.

The gun skills were a bit rusty, as if they weren't used often.

For some reason, looking at the one-legged War God No. 1, Miro also felt a desire to fight.

This ID had recently become very popular. Miro had also watched the previous battle videos, all of which were extremely thrilling. Without saying anything else, this person's calmness in critical moments was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

In their circle, the first criterion for evaluating a warrior's level was calmness. One had to make the coldest and most timely judgments in any situation to make the right choices. This was important not only for individuals but also for the team.

After all, games were games, with certain patterns and limitations. Miro had played it, and she had some experience with everything. This game was not difficult for her, and she was even a diamond-ranked player. Of course, with Miro's efficiency, it didn't take much time. She was interested in the game because CT Corporation's understanding of the mecha data of various countries had surpassed expectations. When she tried to investigate, she found that CT's shareholding structure was quite complex, not something an ordinary person could touch. She then gave up, as her current level was limited.

In her view, the few team battles that the Skeleton had shown were just personal skills, with zero team coordination. No matter how strong an individual was, there was a limit.

However, she was interested in testing the other party's single-combat level.

Wang Zheng was now very serious about his classes, not missing any major courses in the physics or mecha departments. Of course, Wang Zheng was more focused on the mecha department, with Xiao Fei's courses in the physics department being the main focus. The other content was too shallow. According to Xiao Fei, Wang Zheng's current level was enough for a master's degree, and his understanding in some areas was even similar to hers, so she didn't manage him too much.

Yao Ailun and Chen Xiu also showed extraordinary talent, perhaps because of the influence of their surroundings. Their understanding ability was a level higher than others.

Xiao Fei also had the intention of focusing on their cultivation.

After class, Xiao Fei called Wang Zheng to her office. It was clear that Teacher Xiao had been in a very good mood recently, with a happy glow on her face.

"Wang Zheng, I have already applied for a patent for the spatial movement theory, and several large companies are interested in investing. As a key contributor, you will also have a share of the stock," Xiao Fei said. This beautiful teacher was not only intelligent but also emotionally intelligent. Pure research would quickly hit a dead end, and the school's support was limited, especially in the later stages, when a large amount of funding was needed. Instead of passively begging for support, it was better to create one's own world.

Alan Turing was her idol, but he made a mistake by trusting the bureaucrats too much. The funding was cut off, and all his efforts were in vain.

Xiao Fei had a grand plan, but she didn't intend to tell Wang Zheng too much.

Wang Zheng also had the same confidence in the future realization of this idea. The theory was feasible, and its transformation into technological achievements would be groundbreaking, but the difficulty was also great. The amount of funding required for this research was terrifying.

If it failed, it would be a waste of money.

"Teacher, is there really someone willing to invest? It's very risky."

"Among the few companies, OMG is the most interested, giving me a lot of authority. The other companies have more stringent requirements, but making money is not the goal. If they can support me in completing the research, it's worth considering," Xiao Fei said.

Wang Zheng thought for a moment. He and Xiao Fei had the same confidence in this theory. "Teacher, I also want to invest."

Xiao Fei was taken aback, staring at Wang Zheng in surprise. "Are you sure? The initial investment is in the hundreds of millions, and the later investment is even larger."

Wang Zheng smiled. "To be precise, it's me and my friend, Yan Xiaosu, the one with the square face."

"If you're willing to participate, that's great. I'll talk to the other investors, but the funding threshold is not something I can decide."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me. This is a long-term investment. By the way, Lin Huiyin has arrived. You and Zisu should prepare. You might be called at any time."

At this moment, Teacher Xiao Fei turned into a little fan.

This change made Wang Zheng a bit numb. Women were really fickle.

Leaving the office, Wang Zheng kept thinking about how to use the funds at hand. The current amount was not small, but it was still far from a hundred million. He needed to talk to Yan Xiaosu about this.

Yan Xiaosu listened to Wang Zheng's idea without surprise or exaggerated expressions, remaining silent for a while.

"A hundred million is not a large sum, but the project requires a large investment in the later stages and a long time. This is not a problem. The question is, how confident are you, boss?"

Yan Xiaosu asked. The theory was now making a big splash, and the War God Academy was getting a lot of attention. However, converting the theory into civilian technology was unknown, and everyone knew that technological investment was a bottomless pit, only the super conglomerates dared to touch it.

Seeing Yan Xiaosu's many questions, Wang Zheng smiled. "Tell me all your thoughts."

"Boss, and our share in this, these are very important. If it's too small, it won't be valuable in the end, as I need to convince my father."

"What if I have the core equations of this theory, what would their value be?"

Wang Zheng suddenly said.

Yan Xiaosu was stunned, his small eyes darting around. "Given the broad application of this theory in the future, asking for fifty percent is not too much."

Wang Zheng waved his hand. "The core equations don't have that much influence. The entire theory needs more promotion and calculation, which Xiao Fei still needs to do."

Knowledge is power, and power is wealth. Wang Zheng hadn't expected that the things Old Jia talked about all day were so valuable.

Old Jia, consider this as your reward for running off with my family.

Yan Xiaosu was excited. "Boss, I need to go back and discuss this with my father!"

Looking at Yan Xiaosu's eyes, Wang Zheng knew that the guy was definitely going to pressure his father again.

Old Yan was a very straightforward uncle, having a son in his old age, and he doted on Yan Xiaosu a lot. He hadn't expected that sanitary pads would be so profitable.

Actually, for such a project, even if they wanted to invest, they might not care about the kind of money Yan Xiaosu's family had. In this era, investments also had thresholds, and only the high-end, prestigious, and upscale could enter. Of course, with Wang Zheng's connection, it was a different story. As for success or failure, it was up to fate.

Yan Xiaosu was also amazed. The boss was really made of steel, quickly recovering, seemingly having forgotten about Aina.

He was also quite moved. The boss was really great. If Aina wasn't Aslan's princess, they would have been a perfect match.

People can decide many things, but they can't decide their birth.

After parting ways with Yan Xiaosu, Wang Zheng went to the free-fighting club. Meng Tian had become the new president, as Ma Xiao was graduating. With her performance at the exchange meeting, it was natural for Meng Tian to take over. Since the banquet, Wang Zheng hadn't really had a good talk with Meng Tian.

The club members were more numerous and trained more diligently. The victory at the exchange meeting had a stimulating effect. Zhang Shan was now the vice president, and this guy had been very diligent recently, definitely with some extra motives.

Meng Tian was still cold and indifferent, rarely showing interest in anything.

Seeing Wang Zheng stop, she gestured for her assistant to continue training.

"Wang Zheng, you've been a bit lazy lately. Don't tell me you're slacking off after a little success?" Meng Tian said, a bit impolitely, her big eyes staring at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng rubbed his nose. "I was out for three days, dealing with some things, just finished."

"I know, Wang Shishi transferred schools. Even so, your fate is in your own hands. Don't waste your talent!"

With that, the beautiful president waved her hand and left, leaving Wang Zheng standing there, stunned.

Life was really tough. Why did everyone keep circling around to hit him.

But he knew she was trying to comfort him, just in a rough way.

Shrugging, Wang Zheng changed into his training clothes and started using the equipment.

After doing ten barbells, someone joined him. Zhang Shan squatted beside him.

"Training alone is no fun. Let's compete."

Wang Zheng smiled. "Sure, how do we compete?"

"Simple, push-ups?"

"Alright."

Hearing there was a competition, the club members immediately stopped training and gathered around. These two were definitely the school's hot figures, especially Wang Zheng, who was elusive and didn't like participating in group activities. Meng Tian and Zhang Shan, on the other hand, were already very familiar with everyone.

"President, help us count," Zhang Shan said, taking off his shirt to reveal explosive muscles.

Since Zhang Shan started focusing on training, his physique had become more and more impressive, and the energy inside him was bursting.

Zhang Shan was the type with good physical conditions and even higher intelligence, so he optimized his training, not just blindly training, which naturally led to better results.

The two started, not competing in speed but in endurance, so their rhythms were almost the same.