I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 511 - 509 I want all the projects

"Don't get cocky with me, kid!"

Talking about legs going numb from squatting too long while taking a dump, if what Zhang Menglong said was actually true, there would be ghosts. He just confidently told me over the phone that if I wanted him to come over, I'd have to pick him up personally, and lo and behold, in less than an hour, all of it had come true.

"Academician Zhou, I have a lot of research materials here, and if I were to accidentally drop a copy while coming to you, and someone from another country picked it up and took it away, it would be a huge loss for our nation!"

"You have more than one copy of your research plan?" Having more than one copy of this cancer treatment plan, which was already over a hundred pages, was unimaginable, and he never even considered preparing all the plans for more than a hundred projects for one single night.

Even if he really had the ability to analyze all the theories and technologies, he couldn't possibly type them all out in one night, right?

"I told you, I'm taking on all 100-plus projects, of course, I prepared everything. Let me tell you, there's a lot of it, and if I came on my own, it's really possible I might accidentally lose a copy, and then the responsibility..."

"Wait there, I'm coming over personally!" This time, Academician Zhou was truly scared.

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If Zhang Menglong really had over a hundred research plans, and if they were all of the same quality as the one he held, then what he was carrying was doubtless the lifeline of the nation for the next five to ten years; he really couldn't let Zhang Menglong come on his own.

So what if he had to swallow his pride for the sake of these materials?

"You all wait, I'm going to pick him up." Academician Zhou said to the two Academicians, then after making sure they were well taken care of, he immediately set off with the national security officers arranged for him.

The drive from Academician Zhou's place to Zhang Menglong's residence usually took half an hour, but under his constant urging, they made it in 20 minutes. Since Zhang Menglong had notified the security guard, Zhou faced no obstacles and drove straight into the villa complex.

Villas with an average price tag of 1.8 million and a starting price of 80 million — none of these caught Academician Zhou's attention at that moment. He rushed straight to Zhang Menglong's house and began to pound on the door.

"You little brat, open the door!"

Lu Yiyao opened the door, and upon seeing Academician Zhou in a flurry, she was slightly stunned.

Here was a man who could remain composed and witty even when dealing with diplomats from several countries, yet now he seemed all flustered. What on earth had happened?

"Academician Zhou, why have you come?"

"Where's that rascal Zhang Menglong?"

"He... he's upstairs playing games. Should I go call him for you?"

"Playing games? With such an important matter at hand, and he's still playing games?" Academician Zhou was both irritably amused and amused at Zhang Menglong's lack of seriousness towards these scientific achievements.

Every one of these scientific accomplishments were enough to shock the world, and with something so valuable in hand, Zhang Menglong actually had the nerve to play games?

But it was also amusing because it was just so Zhang Menglong to behave this way.

In his eyes, these things were not important at all, which indirectly meant that Zhang Menglong must have far more precious and advanced technological projects up his sleeve.

"Please have a seat, I'll quickly go upstairs and drag Zhang Menglong down."

When Zhang Menglong came down from upstairs, he was still immersed in the throes of the King's Canyon.

"Chase him! Kill him! Quadra kill! Penta kill! Nice!"

"Next game, next game, I'm taking mid this round!"

...

"Enough with your playing!" Academician Zhou snatched the phone from Zhang Menglong's hand, "There's an extremely urgent matter, hurry up and come to my house with me!"

"Academician Zhou, didn't you say for me to just go back to Jiangnan City, to save my own face and yours from embarrassment? Why should I go to your place?"

"You start heaving just by calling you fat, huh?" Academician Zhou seemed to be getting used to Zhang Menglong's maddening way of speaking, "Where are the materials?"

"Hehehe, don't be angry, here they are!" Zhang Menglong pointed to the stack of white papers on the table.

"What are those documents?" Old Zhou's eyes almost popped out.

The stack of files, though neatly placed on the coffee table, had melon seeds scattered on top of some, and melon seed shells spat out on others.

This was precious research material, not some trash paper!

"Oh, there are two more copies over there; I have no idea what happened, but one leg of that table was a bit short, so I used them to prop it up."

Seeing the direction Zhang Menglong pointed, Old Zhou's blood pressure nearly doubled!

It was bad enough that he used those precious research documents to spit out melon seed shells, but he even used them to prop up a table leg! If the old folks at the National Academy of Sciences saw this, they would probably whip out a 40-meter long sabre and give Zhang Menglong a couple of slashes.

"You're really not afraid of damaging these documents?" Old Zhou asked with a bitter smile.

"If they get ruined, can't I just write another set?" Zhang Menglong said, unconcerned.

"What if they get lost? To put it bluntly, if these things were accidentally misplaced and fell into the wrong hands, do you know what the consequences would be?" This was what Old Zhou was most worried about.

If they fell into the hands of someone from another country, those documents would no longer belong to Huaxia, and even if they came up with the same research findings, others could easily claim Huaxia had plagiarized them.

"So someone else uses them, that's all," Zhang Menglong said, spreading his hands, "at most, I'll just spend a little more time and elevate the research to another level, more outstanding than theirs, and that's it, right?"

At that remark, Old Zhou's mouth twitched, "What, are you saying that you just casually came up with those research findings?"

"Yeah," Zhang Menglong uttered another infuriating sentence, "I'm afraid if I write too profoundly, if it surpasses the present era by twenty or thirty years, the people in charge of the project won't understand it, right? Then I won't get the project, will I?"

"Come on, grab these documents and come with me! You're having lunch at my place today!"

Old Zhou dragged Zhang Menglong in a fluster toward his home.

...

"Old Xu, I've brought the person!" Before even entering the yard, Old Zhou began shouting loudly.

Academician Xu and Academician Gao hurried out. Their gazes only lingered briefly on Zhang Menglong before moving away—they thought, how could such a young person have conducted this research? Probably a descendant of some scholar, right?

"Where is the person?"

"It's him!" Old Zhou pointed at Zhang Menglong.

"Him?"

"What? You don't believe it?" Zhang Menglong was used to being underestimated because of his age.

Although the documents were not written by him, he understood all the theoretical knowledge at a glance, and he could even deduce more from it. His knowledge was already much richer than that of the academicians, "So, should I leave?"

"It's him," Old Zhou nodded, "Do you know Academician Fang's controlled nuclear fusion project? He provided the theoretical support for it."

"What?" The two academicians were instantly shocked—the controlled nuclear fusion project was a national secret-level project, and even if they knew it was underway, less than ten people were not part of it.

Such a major project was supported by theories from a young man?

One subject was physics, the other was medicine; wasn't this spectrum too wide?

"Hehehe, don't leave now!" Both academicians suddenly wore big smiles on their faces.

"Menglong, let me introduce you: this is Academician Gao, who specializes in cancer research, and this is Academician Xu, an expert in high-energy physics. He's the one managing all the national projects."

Zhang Menglong's eyes lit up. Pointing at the documents in the hands of a few security guards behind Old Zhou, he said, "Academician Xu, I've finished writing all the project proposals, including theoretical analyses and experimental schemes. I want all of your projects!"