Under the dim light, a fat figure was sitting at the log table at work at the desk intently.

The charcoal pen in his hand was jumping lightly on the slightly yellowed paper, making a brisk "rustling" sound.

"Um..." Lao Xia completed the last word of the draft of the paper and wrote the date and signed the name with satisfaction.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

"Please come in." Lao Xia moved his stiff waist, and suddenly there were a series of "giggling" sounds, "Oh...hiss..."

As soon as Chen Zheng entered the door, he heard Lao Xia screaming in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Zheng put the hot noodles in his hand aside, walked up to support Lao Xia and lay on the bed.

"I'm an old problem... maybe... hiss..." Lao Xia followed Chen Zheng's strength and leaned on the pillow for a while. He took the noodles bowl but didn't eat it. He just held it and looked at Chen Zheng and said with a smile:

"You busy man, you are not going to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, and you also bring condolences..." As he said that, Lao Xia picked up the chopsticks, stirred the noodles, and slapped it into a big mouthful, "... Say it, what's the matter."

"Not busy, let's talk about it after eating."

"Don't be embarrassed, just say something." Lao Xia said vaguely with his face stuffed in his mouth.

Seeing Lao Xia's expression without saying anything, Chen Zheng had no choice but to explain his purpose: "I have some information here and I want to ask you to take a look."

As he said that, he threw it to Lao Xia using his personal terminal.

"Oh? This is..."

Lao Xia only glanced at first, but soon he glanced again, and then he was stunned. The long noodles drooped from the corner of his mouth into the bowl, which looked ridiculous.

"You'd better finish it first..." Chen Zheng said hesitantly, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lao Xia.

"Where did you find it!? Are there other parts?? What does this part mean?? What is this zero-pressure reaction? What is the solar furnace? What is the gravity waves under double interference affect each other? Does it mean that there is also entanglement in gravity waves!?"

Lao Xia was hanging noodles on his mouth, and excitedly pulled Chen Zheng's clothes and asked non-stop. Various questions mixed with alien knowledge and earth knowledge directly puzzled Chen Zheng's question.

Although the language used by Lao Xia is also Chinese, there is no problem that the words do not express the meaning when talking to Chen Zheng... However, except for a few limited questions, Chen Zheng couldn't even understand other questions!

"That...why do you do it first?" Chen Zheng gestured on his chin.

"Ha!?" Lao Xia was stunned, "What does it mean? What does entanglement have to do with your chin?"

"...I mean noodle..." Chen Zheng looked up speechless.

"...noodles? Oh...noodles!" Lao Xia thought hard about the connection between entanglement and noodles, and then realized that what Chen Zheng was talking about was the noodles stuck on his chin.

"Haha, sorry, I'm a little fascinated." Old Xia laughed at himself, finished the remaining noodles, drank all the noodle soup, put the bowl on one side and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, got up and sat at the table, and turned up the information that Chen Zheng sent to him again.

"Here...here...and here." Lao Xia skillfully used his personal terminal and directly marked various problems on the materials sent to him by Chen Zheng. Then the originally neat materials were covered with handwriting in various colors and became colorful.

He waved his hand and passed the materials back to Chen Zheng, and Lao Xia ordered: "In this way, if you don't understand, go ask that... glasses. I found that he knows a lot, but unfortunately, he avoided answering questions when I asked him for advice and said that I asked me to ask you... I'm so tight! Then he has no way to do it."

"No way? I asked him to cooperate with you?" Chen Zheng was stunned.

"Uh...ahhhh, it's not his fault. I'm asking questions that are not related to research..."

Lao Xia asked embarrassedly, and quickly pulled the topic back, asking curiously: "What is your... instrument used for?"

"This should be some kind of force field shield, sprayed out from the nozzle... some kind of invisible substance, which will block the attacks of physical and energy forms." Chen Zheng recalled the way BT-7274 was blowing away his lightsaber and described it.

That's right, this is the "method" that Chen Zheng and the man in glasses said before. Of course, the so-called method is not to extract titanium elements, but one of a series of black technologies left to him by the girl.

Zero-pressure shield - this is the official name of the defense method. Its principle of function is actually very simple, which is to use a certain force field generator to blow small pieces of zero crystals of a specific shape.

Although it sounds as simple as breathing fire with alcohol in it, in fact, Chen Zheng can't even understand the symbols in the design drawings... If he doesn't have the most basic understanding of it, even if Chen Zheng uses Zero Crystal to smash it, he can only create a specious shell.

"That related information..." Lao Xia looked at Chen Zheng with some expectations, as if a child waiting for the teacher to hand out the candy.

"Sorry, there are only these." Chen Zheng shook his head apologetically, "The only information about the Tide Gate I got is complete, and the rest are all her... I asked me temporarily, but it has not been sorted out."

"Well, it's such a pity." Lao Xia looked at Chen Zheng with great regret and smacked his lips unwillingly, "Grain waves entangled... It's worth at least 10 Nobel Prizes... It's a pity."

"..." Chen Zheng was speechless.

He had no good impression of the explosives award, especially the explosives peace award, which became a tool for some political forces to disgust people.

However, for a scientist, the other Nobel Prizes are simply their lifelong pursuit...

"I will also get an award in the future to squeeze it down..." Chen Zheng looked at Lao Xia who was regretful and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, even Chen Zheng didn't know how this almost joking complaint would transform people's views and how to change the social class of the entire world...

"Oh, you show that thing to your glasses. Try to explain what you can explain, and forget what you can't explain." Lao Xia said, "I have read the entire drawing. Except for the most critical zero crystal processing, everything else is not difficult to achieve... You can do this, like this..."

With Lao Xia's explanation of the high-level explanation, many things on the drawings that he couldn't understand suddenly became clear. Although Lao Xia always sighed that he didn't know the principle of doing this... But for now, Chen Zheng didn't need to know why, he just wanted the result.

With the solution of Zero Pressure Shield, the strongest defense method, the last piece of the Cleaner Robot's puzzle is added.

After Chen Zheng helped to process the zero crystal, the first batch of two zero-pressure shields were quickly assembled, and then they were immediately loaded on the body of cleaners No. 1 and No. 2.

Everything is ready.

"Tomorrow, we'll go and meet those damn bugs."

Chen Zheng said this.
Chapter completed!