In the Siberian wasteland, a green-skinned train moved forward on a long railway track.

The wheels hit the rails, making a regular clicking sound.

But at this moment, besides the clicking sound, there was a strange buzzing sound.

Like a bass singer, he closes his mouth and makes a low nasal sound.

Outside a carriage window in the middle of the train, a giant sword more than ten meters long flew forward close to the carriage. Fastest update Mobile version::

A young man was wearing a strange backpack, standing on a long sword, stretched out his hand, and lightly knocked on the car window in front of him.

In the car window, the old man with his back to the window seemed to be a little deaf, so he didn't hear it.

So he reached out and knocked again.

The old man finally turned his head.

Then my eyes almost bulged out.

It feels like you are telling stories, talking big, and bragging.

"I know that so-and-so. When he drinks with me, he presses the glass very low."

Then, suddenly, the braggart appears in front of you.

Alive, breathing.

Gu Xiaobai also stared at the white-haired old man inside for several times.

For a face-blind person, it is really difficult to find a person using a photo from decades ago.

However, looking at the age and composition of the personnel, it seems that this is the only one.

"Mr. Ilyasov?"

Through the window glass and the moving train, Ilyasov couldn't hear what Gu Xiaobai was saying.

Gu Xiaobai thought for a while, and became angry. His loud voice almost resounded throughout the entire carriage: "Mr. Ilyasov?"

"Ah, it's me!" Ilyasov responded blankly.

There was a "swish" sound in the entire carriage, and almost everyone squeezed to the left window door.

"Wow, it's Xiaobai!"

"Oh my God, Yun Zhongjun and Feijian!"

"Here, is this thing so big?! No, it looks different from the one in the video!"

"Ahhhhh, Xiaobai!"

The entire carriage was filled with cheers and exclamations.

This bus travels between Moscow and Beijing. Most of the people on this bus are traveling.

Half Chinese, half Russian, and some tourists from other countries.

Most of the people in the entire carriage knew who Gu Xiaobai was.

There are even more people who know about Yun Zhongjun and Feijian.

"Do you mind if I get a replacement ticket?" Gu Xiaobai asked when he saw the conductor rushing over after hearing the sound.

A few minutes later, the door of the moving car opened.

Gu Xiaobai said thank you to the nervous train conductor who was standing at the door, clutching the deputy next to her tightly, and then jumped from the flying sword to the train with one step.

After Gu Xiaobai entered the carriage, all the passengers in the carriage gathered around him.

On the contrary, the real owner that Gu Xiaobai was looking for was currently lying on the window, looking out the window, still clinging to the train flying with the huge flying sword, muttering something in his mouth.

"Mr. Ilyasov?" When Gu Xiaobai came to his side, he turned around and looked at the backpack-style armor that Gu Xiaobai was carrying on his back, decorated with exquisite cloud patterns, "Yun Zhongjun"

", with unspeakable emotion and loss in his eyes.

This feeling is probably similar to the loss and envy our country's ancestors felt when they first saw the advanced weapons of the US military.

The few students from Moscow State University who were bragging just now that they could compete with Yun Zhongjun and Feijian now shrank into a ball, not even daring to say a word.

Only those who really meet Gu Xiaobai understand what Yan Ya means.

Although the aesthetics of the East and the West are not the same, the pressure brought by Gu Xiaobai's appearance is obviously irrespective of race and is enough to make everyone feel ashamed and dare not look at Gu Xiaobai.

Of course, this pressure may come more from Gu Xiaobai's identity.

An international superstar, a genius scholar, a super rich man, and the owner of perhaps the most powerful personal laboratory in the world.

Even Ilyasov, when facing Gu Xiaobai, was instantly suppressed by Gu Xiaobai.

He licked his lips and said, "What is your order from me? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I just want to ask a question. With the existing science and technology, how can we make a behemoth with a diameter of 500 meters fly smoothly?" Gu Xiaobai looked at Ilyasov and asked the question directly.

"Huh?" Ilyasov was stunned by Gu Xiaobai's direct question. Ilyasov thought for a few seconds and said, "With the existing technology, it's impossible!"

"What if the strength of the material is not considered?" Gu Xiaobai asked again.

"What is the shape of this thing you are talking about? Does it have an aerodynamic shape? Is it a lifting body? What is its mass?"

Gu Xiaobai sat down and chatted with Ilyasov.

Next to him, several students of Ilyasov listened carefully, and then they realized that they could not understand it at all.

The boss is chatting and shivering!

Gu Xiaobai and Ilyasov chatted for nearly an hour.

Then Gu Xiaobai heard the roar of fighter jets outside.

"Uh...it seems like someone is coming to arrest me. I'm leaving first!"

Ilyasov: "????"

Co-author: Did you come to our country?

And, why did these guys come so late?

He didn't know that Russia's air defense system had not captured Gu Xiaobai at all.

The reason why they knew Gu Xiaobai was here was because the passengers in the car had already maxed out their circle of friends.

Then the news spread to various self-media.

"Gu Xiaobai appeared in Siberia on the 'Flying Sword' and secretly met with an unidentified white-haired old man."

"The happiest thing was probably when I was crossing the Eurasian continent and nearing the end of my trip, I saw Gu Xiaobai on the train."

Of course, someone immediately recognized Ilyasov's identity: "What unidentified white-haired old man? This old man is a legendary engineer in the Russian aerospace industry!"

The capital market immediately began to tremble.

Several giants in the aviation industry began to murmur in their hearts.

Is Gu Xiaobai planning to unite with Russia?

After all, there has always been a lot of cooperation between the domestic aviation industry and many member states of the former Soviet Union.

But what else does Russia have now?

Although their technology is still viable, it really needs to be updated.

Gu Xiaobai himself is using the latest technology. Why is he looking for these old-fashioned guys?

Now the whole world knows that Gu Xiaobai flew to Russia on his flying sword and went to talk to an old man.

On the contrary, the Russian air defense department was the last to know.

When they received the information, they still couldn't believe it.

After seeing more and more videos and pictures, fighter jets were dispatched.

"Well, goodbye." Gu Xiaobai stood up.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Gu Xiaobai!" Ilyasov stood up and stopped Gu Xiaobai, "If you really plan to do it, why don't we set a small goal first and build a test machine?"
Chapter completed!