Lord, Please Keep a Low Profile, the Country Really Can't Continue to Organize Itself.

[Easy and funny] [No harem] [Black technology system] [No poison and no knife] [Brainy and refreshing article] Lin Ming traveled through time and became a college student at Shanhe University in the parallel world, bound to a black technology system. I made a little money by buying and selling during the summer vacation, but I was arrested on the first day of school. "Tell me, did you sell these gas canisters and bombs to the Middle East?" Lin Ming decisively clarified: "Leader, the gas tanks I sold were not even filled with gas, so they are not considered explosives, right? How come they are considered arms?" "Your gas tank is blowing up a building in the Middle East. What is it if it's not arms?" Lin Ming said helplessly: "I sell it to customers for cooking. Who would have thought that customers would use it to blow up buildings?" "I can control what I sell, but I can't control what my customers like to do, right?" … After making his first pot of gold, the black technology invented by Lin Ming became more and more outrageous. Faced with international doubts and protests, Long Guo could only continue to "refute rumors" to Lin Ming: "What can't intercept missiles of mass destruction? It's just the artificial precipitation bombs Lin Ming made for arid areas." "What kind of humanoid combat mecha? It's just a prosthesis designed by Lin Ming for the disabled. It's almost like a wheelchair. Don't be nervous, everyone." "Super genetic potion? No, it's just a bottle of genetic potion, similar to Nutritional Express." "Super aerospace carrier? What? Isn't that a drone that sprays pesticides?" Lin Ming spread his hands: Who said I was an arms dealer! ? You slander me! I really just sell department stores!