After Three Years Abroad, I Empty the West’s Entire Tech Vault

My name is Yang Zaofeng. I went abroad at seven, and by ten I had already won four Nobel Prizes. America treated me like a national treasure, giving me a black card and a mansion, and promising me a world-class laboratory and endless glory. They even sent a blonde agent, whose voice was so alluring it made my bones melt: “If you stay, I can be yours, too.” At the globally televised awards ceremony, I casually tossed my solid-gold trophy into the trash. Facing the cameras, I said just one thing: “My three-year term is up. I came here to learn everything you know.” “Now I’m going home.” That day, America’s top officials flew into a rage, and a red alert went out worldwide: “Stop him from returning to his country, at any cost!” They had no idea this was exactly the moment I had been waiting for. Only when I bowed deeply on a global livestream to 327 top Chinese scientists who had suddenly “disappeared” did the world realize that technology was far from all I had taken. Those 270,000 tickets home, snapped up in an instant, were the true return of Huaxia’s… seeds of the future.