Chapter 205 (Chapter 205 (2nd Update)...)

The shield of the interstellar era is similar to the first version they envisioned.

It is small and exquisite, with automatic protection, invisible design, and built-in oxygen circulation. Even if it falls from a high altitude, it can reduce 100% of the damage, and it can even be used in space.

It can be said that if such a shield appears on the current Blue Star, it will definitely be invincible.

To achieve automatic protection, Song Yao may be able to make that kind of technology one day, but the materials are not available on the Blue Star.

As I said, everything will have to wait until he goes to the sea of ​​stars and explores various planets in the universe.

On the one hand, the learning system taught him the advancement of the interstellar era.

On the other hand, today's Blue Star tells him every minute that it is very backward.

It is almost like the ancient people can see modern life, but because of the limitations of the times, they can't achieve the same for a while.

[I am originally a person of this era. ] The child said this to 005.

He still found his own unique way of balance in such a split.

At least now, when Zhao Xiaodong and his friends were discouraged because of the failure of the experiment again, the child could confidently swear:

"We can't do it now, not because our ideas are wrong, but because the raw materials of Blue Star are not good."

"When we make the spacecraft, the universe is so big, what materials can we not have?!"

Zhou Yi asked: "But how do you know that we can find the materials we want in the universe? What if there are none?"

Song Yao was confident: "I know, how about this, let's make a bet, if we can find it in the universe, you will give me two months of braised pork, if not, I will give you two months of braised pork."

Zhou Yi started to mutter to his brother.

"It seems that he is really confident to bet so big."

Zhou Yi also carefully observed Song Yao's expression, and found that he was not at all timid, and gradually became half-believing and half-doubting:

"Okay, then I believe you."

Song Yao did not forget to take the opportunity to seek benefits for himself: "Then the braised pork..."

Zhou Yi decisively refused: "No fight!"

Seeing Song Yao's pity, he was more sure that the decision he made was correct.

Song Yao must have been very sure before he raised this question! Otherwise, why would he bet on two months of braised pork!

The children didn't realize that after all the talk, no one raised the possibility of "Is it possible that we can't make a spaceship at all?"

Under Song Yao's leadership, at least the genius children in the junior class felt that they would definitely be able to make a spaceship to explore the universe in the future, it was just a matter of time.

And now if they want to change the protective cover to be cheaper and convenient to carry, it is only a matter of time.

The 68 project was successfully completed. Song Yao and his team only took care of the project, and the rest of the deployment work depended on the country.

The first batch was just a test, and it was impossible to manufacture in large quantities, so whether you can buy it depends on your vision and whether you can grab it.

As a family member, Song's father was the first to get the news when he was on the phone with his son, but after listening to Song Yao's chatter, he had never seen such a thing and couldn't imagine it at all.

"Civilian computers? Can't computers fill a whole room?"

Song Yao patiently explained: "Those were electronic computers in the past. Now they are only as big as a TV. Just put them on any table with a socket behind it."

Their house was renovated this year. Because of Song Yao's strong request, sockets were specially installed everywhere in the house.

Dad Song was puzzled before. After all, since the whole country has electricity, although necessities such as TVs and electric fans still need sockets, there are only a few electrical appliances in the house, so why do we need so many.

Now he finally understands.

"Little boy, you thought of today when you were renovating your house, right?"

Song Yao laughed: "Dad, I tell you, there will be many places in Zhongzhou where we will use electrical appliances in the future, so it's a good idea to have more sockets at home."

Song Yao naturally believed in his beloved son, and said immediately:

"Okay, it just so happens that several of my brothers' homes also need to be renovated, and two of them are buying houses. I told them to make more sockets, and as for the computer, don't worry, Dad will definitely support you, buy it! Buy one for home! Buy one for the store!"

Song Yao hurriedly reminded: "Then don't forget to set up the Internet, the computer will be half as effective without the Internet."

Song's father had just barely understood what a computer was, and when he heard the new word, he almost had a bunch of question marks:

"What Internet? What is the Internet?"

Song Yao, who found another opportunity to show off, introduced it again proudly.

His little mouth was good at talking, and he was talking to Song's father again, so he talked for half an hour.

Father Song was stunned: "You can use it to find more than a thousand books, and you can also chat with strangers thousands of miles away. Isn't this the one in your novel? What's that called?"

Song Yao straightened his chest: "Wan Guo Lian."

"Yes, yes, that's it. Did you really make it??"

Even though he knew his son was a genius early on, at this moment, Father Song couldn't help but feel deeply proud that his son could create such a magical object.

"This, this is something that only gods can do in legends, and you, my son, can make everyone do it."

Song's father praised excitedly for a long time before he suddenly remembered: "Why don't you just name it Wanguolian? Why call it a network?"

Song Yao blinked, because the network itself was what he learned in the learning system.

He would only name his truly innovative things. If it was made in the same way, he would definitely use its original name.

The child skillfully changed the subject: "Dad, remember to queue up early to buy it. The country is just testing the waters this time, so the quantity is small, but it will be advertised in the Zhongzhou News, and many people will definitely buy it at that time."

Song's father promised: "Don't worry, when has Dad not bought what he wants to buy?"

Song Yao thought about it, and was a little worried that Song's father was too tired: "If it really can't be bought, it doesn't matter. I'll tell Brother Yuan Jiang, he will definitely help our family get it."

He has always had privileges, but except for buying snacks, Song Yao would not use the privileges he has if he can.

It's not that he has a sense of justice or something, but he feels that he can do many things himself, and it doesn't matter if he can't do it, so why bother to alarm the country.

Song Yao is very persistent in his research, but in his daily life, he is really not persistent. He doesn't want many things.

Of course, except for snacks.

Song's father laughed: "Silly son, would Dad be so stupid to queue up by himself? I have so many people under me, I can just pay them to help me."

"You are so smart at ordinary times, why can't you react at this time?"

Song Yao said shamelessly: "Dad, you are too cunning, I am just simple!"

After chatting about family matters for a while, the child hung up the phone, and Zhao Xiaodong just came in. Seeing him, he exclaimed in surprise:

"Why are you still here, little one? Didn't you say that there was still a lot of work to be done in the morning?"

Song Yao leaned on his bed, leisurely:

"If the senior brothers and sisters are willing to help, I will give it all to them. Anyway, they have the ability, and it doesn't matter if I don't go."

Zhao Xiaodong sighed: "Are they still grateful to you?"

He was right, but Song Yao As usual, he took out a bag of snacks and ate them:

"I am giving my seniors a chance to practice. They are about to graduate. It is good to practice more now. This is a win-win situation."

Before Zhao Xiaodong wanted to say more, Song Yao had already handed him a bag of snacks:

"This bag of snacks was brought back from my hometown by Senior Sister Xu. I think it is delicious. You should try it."

Zhao Xiaodong immediately smiled and praised after taking a bite:

"It is delicious. It is as delicious as the one brought by Senior Brother Zhou last time. However, the one brought by Senior Sister Xie is the best."

"She said that her hometown will bring it to us during the Chinese New Year. Hey, speaking of the Chinese New Year, is it coming soon? My dad asked me to go back for the Chinese New Year. What day is today?"

The children who were happily eating snacks and discussing the deliciousness of the snacks froze in an instant.

They immediately got out of bed and looked at the calendar.

Then they were all shocked: "There are only five days left before the Chinese New Year? ! ! How did time go by so fast? ! ! "

Song Yao looked confused: "Then why are we still in school?"

Zhao Xiaodong reminded him: "Did you forget? During the winter vacation, when the project was at a critical moment, the school was on vacation. The principal asked us if we would go home, and you said no."

Song Yao scratched his head and struggled to recall this scene from his good memory.

At that time, he was very busy and was applying to the country to transfer more experts. When the principal came to ask him, he answered directly:

"No, now is a very critical time, we can't leave, principal, why don't you stay too, I heard that your major is also..."

Then the winter vacation passed just like that.

None of them left, and even the principal and many teachers stayed.

Because he had been active in Qiming Building and the test field, and no one was missing, Song Yao quickly put this matter behind him. Later, Brother Yuan Jiang asked him several times, but he refused them all without caring.

Now that they finally had some free time, the child finally reacted:

"Hey? How did time go by so fast? Why do I feel like it was only a short time after the Chinese New Year last year?"

Zhao Xiaodong agreed: "Yeah, why do I feel like it's only been a few months?"

Song Yao immediately remembered his research on time when he first went to school.

Now he no longer thinks about studying time, after all, he has too many things to study and has no time at all.

Because he has been busy all the time, he doesn't have such a deep concept of time.

But if you count carefully, they have done a lot this year.

"Sure enough, the busier you are, the faster time goes by."

Song Yao stopped eating snacks, was lazy and stopped stealing, and immediately put on his coat and ran out.

Zhao Xiaodong hurriedly put on his coat and chased after him:

"Little one! Where are you going!"

Song Yao ran and replied: "I'm going to tell everyone that it's a holiday! It's time to go home for the Chinese New Year!!"

In the large laboratory, when everyone heard Song Yao rush in to announce the holiday, there were two kinds of expressions.

One was: You finally thought of taking a holiday, I thought I would spend the Chinese New Year in the laboratory this time.

One is: take a holiday? What holiday? Researchers don’t need a holiday!

The first type is mostly students, and the second type is mostly senior experts.

They have the experience of not being able to go home during the Chinese New Year, and they are quite willing to continue working during the Chinese New Year, and even actively express:

"You young people should go home for the New Year. I will stay here to continue. I just made some progress and I can't bear to go back."

Another old expert also nodded in agreement: "Yes, me too, I will stay too."

Song Yao refused to listen and refused everything.

"Who in Zhongzhou doesn't go home for the New Year? We all go back. We must go back. At worst, we can come back after the New Year."

Senior brothers and sisters who are still looking forward to taking a good rest during the holiday:... Actually, the last sentence doesn't need to be added.

Song Yao is usually smiling every day, but when he is serious, no one in the project can refuse his arrangement.

Even the old experts are like this.

The old expert who was reluctant to leave the project and wanted to stay to spend the New Year with the project looked back every few steps when he left, but he didn't have the nerve to tell Song Yao that he really couldn't bear to leave.

They didn't say it, but based on their strength, they were very convinced of this ten-year-old child.

In just one day, Qiming Building, the test site and the large laboratory were cleared.

Song Yao's luggage had been packed by his brother Yuan Jiang.

The child got on the plane home, leaning against the window and looking at the clouds outside, he suddenly realized: "I'm eleven years old?"

Zhao Xiaodong, who was sitting next to him, also realized: "I'm twelve years old?!"

Song Yao was instantly excited:

"Yes! Did I celebrate my birthday in the middle?"

"Yes!" Zhao Xiaodong also remembered: "You ate a few bites of cake and then continued to be busy."

Song Yao remembered again: "Your birthday seems to be similar, haha, you didn't even eat the cake when an emergency suddenly occurred, and we were busy for seven or eight hours before we ate the cake."

The two children laughed at each other how busy they were on their birthdays, and then guessed what the next birthday scene would be like.

Yuan Jiang lowered his eyes and promised them seriously:

"Next year, I will definitely give you a grand birthday celebration."

Song Yao waved his hand: "No need, we have already got the birthday gifts and New Year gifts we wanted."

Although I missed celebrating my birthday, summer vacation, and winter vacation, and now I almost missed the New Year, it doesn't matter.

He stood up one by one: "Although there were many disasters this year, we all worked together and blocked them. This is the best gift." Yuan Jiang touched the child's head and whispered: "It will take some time to go home, so sleep for a while." Song Yao then fell asleep with peace of mind. Zhao Xiaodong yawned and fell asleep. They slept until they got off the plane. This was a special plane, and everyone on the plane was their own people. Everyone was quiet and did not make a sound, watching Yuan Jiang pick up the child who had grown a lot in a year and walk out steadily. The comrade in charge of recording looked at this scene and couldn't help taking a photo. In the photo, a tall, long-armed and strong soldier in military uniform represented the country, effortlessly holding the little genius who had not returned home for the country until five days before the New Year and did not wake up after getting off the plane because of exhaustion, and walked under the red flag. This picture is really too beautiful. Until Zhao Xiaodong woke up dazedly and found himself on a stretcher: "??? I'm injured?"

At this moment, he imagined at the speed of light that there was a spy on the plane, the military comrades fought with the spy but he was unfortunately injured and fainted, and was eventually hurt by the spy, and now the military comrades rushed him to the hospital.

The two military comrades who were carrying him answered embarrassedly:

"Comrade Zhao Xiao, you have grown taller, and we really can't carry you alone. Fortunately, Comrade Yuan Jiang specially prepared a stretcher, which happened to be used to carry you. But this way you can sleep better, you can continue to sleep without worry, we will leave quietly."

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

When he raised his eyes, he happened to see the soldier brother holding a camera taking pictures here, and he was immediately startled. He knew what the soldier brother in charge of recording was doing.

He will be responsible for recording the points they should record, and when they show their faces, they will go to the top of the history book. Zhao Xiaodong quickly turned over: "Brother Jianjun! You didn't take a picture of me just now, did you? Did you take a picture? No, no! Take another picture of me walking under the red flag in a heroic manner!" "Eh? Eh! Why are you running! Brother Jianjun, don't run! Come back and let's take another picture!!!"