To Achieve Controlled Nuclear Fusion, the Nation Is Helping Me Find Love

Let's get this straight: I'm not even married yet, and the United States is already so scared that it's applied for Chinese citizenship. Good news: I have controllable nuclear fusion. Bad news: I have to be in a relationship to make it work, and the government has to pick my partner. Scene One: I'm on a date, and he's listening in. I just said, “You look beautiful today,” when ten psychology experts yelled through my earpiece: “That was so stiff! Put some feeling into it!” The national think tank: “He complimented her! He complimented her! Quick, transfer that island to Engineer Lin's name to celebrate!” Scene Two: I give her roses, she gives me a chip. I offer her a red rose, and she casually pulls out a two-nanometer lithography chip in return. Composed as ever, she says, “It's a return gift, Mr. Lin. Let's have a child, for the sake of humanity.” Everyone: “What the hell is this, a blind date or a battle for national destiny?!” From then on, Lu Yuan is inseparable from romance, and I become the country's most precious “romantic asset”!