I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World - Chapter 1077

Chapter 1077 – Focus On Driving

A few days passed since Celestrial Trade?s military operation of clearing the nest, and the Military Department and Capitol had dozens of large and small meetings focused on Celestial Trade.

?…I don?t care what method you use. Within three days, I need to see DARPA?s research and development project for power armors, separated from the mechanical exoskeleton project. Don?t worry about budget issues, I will discuss with the Congress. According to the Minister of Defense, the power armor will be positioned as the fire support point for the infantry. In addition to being able to load at least 50 kilograms of ammunition, it must have nuclear, biological and chemical protection functions, and it must also have absolute protection against ammunition below 12.7mm…?

At this moment, Hill and the DARPA Director were meeting in a small meeting room in the Capitol.

DARPA was the abbreviation of the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency. It was known as the real version of the SHIELD. In many defense and aerospace projects, DARPA?s presence was visible, including the Faraday spray that counteracted EMP weapons. It was a product jointly designed by DARPA and Lockheed Martin.

Celestial Trading was now ahead of UA in defense technology, and Hill must put her hope on DARPA.

The DARPA director took notes of Hill?s requests and spun his pen twice before he lightly tapped it on his notebook.

?We?ll begin the project as soon as possible. Lockheed Martin has made good progress in the mechanical exoskeleton. We have ready-made technical resources we can utilize. In addition, I suggest negotiating with Frankberg. Can we get information about the ?Lightning? exoskeleton improvement from the Krupp Group? They obviously have the prototype of power armor, but they are still slightly lacking in design.?

?I?ll get Kerry on this matter,? Hill said.

After exchanging some opinions with the President in detail, the DARPA director closed the notebook and got up to leave.

There were still several meetings waiting for him. He must prepare the plan within two days and get ready for the Congressional Budget Committee on the third day. This kind of research and development project, that involves hundreds of millions of dollars, was not a decision that only required a signature from himself.

Just as he was about the open the door, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and her assistant walked in with a document.

?President.?

Hill looked at the assistant and asked with seriousness.

?What?s the matter??

?The President of Xin sent us an invitation.? He walked to Hill?s side and put the document on the table. ?It is an invitation for the Outer Space Security Summit on June 15.?

?Outer Space Security Summit?? Hill sneered, revealing the wrinkles on the corner of her eyes.

Celestial Trade thinks it is a good idea to host a security summit? Who is the one using space resources for weapon development?

?Write a letter of rejection with euphemism. State that the UA regrets the violation of the Outer Space Treaty by Celestial Trade. We?ll not participate in a bilateral relationship with Xin until Celestial Trade and Xin provide an explanation to their actions.?

?Yes.? The assistant nodded and left.

Leaning in her chair, Hill rubbed her weary eyes.

There was another meeting ten minutes later, and when she was preparing to take a short nap, the corner of her eye suddenly caught the invitation letter.

Hesitated for just a moment, she caved to her principles of diplomatic etiquette and reached out and took out the invitation.

When she swept through the first two lines of words, Hill, who caught a certain keyword, suddenly stopped.

?Extraterrestrial civilization??

Hill?s expression began to change as she read through the invitation,

When she saw the last line of words, she threw the invitation onto the table. She immediately got up and quickly went out the door.

…

In the early morning of June 1st, a Gulfstream plane landed at Coro airport.

Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Jiang Chen walked through the special passage, yawning, and came to his Luer sedan. After a bodyguard pulled the door open for him, he sat in the passenger seat. Ayesha started the car. When the vehicle reached the initial speed, with the press of the button, the magnetic levitation device activated and the vehicle entered flying mode.

Now that the major roads in Coro have completed magnetic levitation modification, almost half of all private cars were floating in the air. The constant flow of cars and the neon on both sides of the street complimented each other. Under the high-rise buildings and luminous night, the whole city looked like a bright pearl, dreamy and beautiful.

It was hard to imagine what this city looked like four years ago.

In the car, Jiang Chen received a call from Warner Bros.

Christopher Nolan, who had worked with him prior, called him. He stated that Warner Brothers was interested in bringing the battle between men and mutants onto the ?bigger? screen. He wanted to know about Jiang Chen?s opinion and see if Celestial Trade could provide some help.

Taking into account the positive propaganda, Jiang Chen gladly accepted the proposal. He said that as long as Celestial Trade played a positive image in the film, Celestial Trade would be more than happy to provide assistance for free.

Jiang Chen put away the holographic screen after he end the call. Then he made himself comfortable. After two flights, he was still jetlagged and felt dizzy.

Ayesha looked at Jiang Chen and whispered.

?How was Finland??

?Alright, just a bit busy.?

?Did you see Natasha??

?I saw her before I departed. She treated me to dinner.? Jiang Chen turned and looked at Ayesha. He then placed the hand that was previously on top of his head, around her slender and fit waist. ?Don?t always ask questions about me, what about you? Did you miss me??

Ayesha?s cheeks turned red as she whispered.

?I missed you every day.?

Feeling the naughty hand, Ayesha twisted her body, but she didn?t resist.

Jiang Chen was not worried about the tragic accident. Maglev driving was much safer than driving on the road. The traffic was managed by a smart program. After entering the highest cruising track, the car could drive hands free as the steering wheel is controlled by the smart program.

At first, Jiang Chen was only holding her by the waist, but soon he wanted more.

However, the little sheep was so gentle that the naughty hand went higher and higher…

Gently biting her lower lip, she could no longer restrain her passion. The blushing Ayesha moved the car onto the cruising track, completely handing the car over to the smart driving system. She then moved over and sat on Jiang Chen?s lap.

Her arms were around his neck. She blinked with her pristine eyes and looked straight into his. Jiang Chen who was very active, now felt shy.

?Hey, focus on driving??

Before he could finish, his lips were sealed by her petite and soft lips. The slippery tongue slipped in through his teeth and the cold but gentle hands moved down from his shoulders…

Separated by the tinted glass, the lights soared beside the two.

Everything was meant to happen.

Jiang Chen felt that his fatigue was gradually disappearing with her warmth.

In the luminous and brilliant night, a Need for Speed was unfolding…