Who Asked You to Draw Cakes for Him? Yingjiang Has Gone Crazy.

[For ten years, updates are guaranteed, and every punctuation point is artificially retarded (no AI)] [Farming-style scientific research] + [Infrastructure Mania] + [Mistle of Discourage] [Send Dongfeng Express to Yingjiang if you want to make an update] Text introduction: Painting cake? You go on, I will do as much as you draw! My promise, Chu Yun—— But it can be used as fuel for intercontinental ballistic missiles! ~ Imperial Capital, an underground bunker. "Mr. Wang, our talent pool has been screened eight times, and we really can't find anyone we can use?" The white-haired old man knocked his teacup hard: "Two trillion! The power of the whole country! Now even the screws for restarting the project have to be reported!" "It's not that there is no one, it's just any promising seedlings..." The technician called up the satellite image, and red dots were densely scattered over the Pacific Ocean. "Yingjiang's fire control system has been calibrated near civil aviation routes recently." "Calibration? Just last month we 'calibrated' three of our returning scholars!" In the dead silence of the room, the alarm suddenly sounded. "Old Wang! No, that crazy boy from Beihu University..." Xie An rushed into the laboratory, with a hint of surprise in his horror: "Chu Yun, Chu Yun carried the torch of the goddess statue and rushed through the blockade!" "What?!" More than fifty late-night faces glowed with blue light at the same time, and they said in unison: "The evil has not been poisoned by the coffee from the Eagle Sauce Intelligence Department?!"