Chapter 169 What? Hurry up and give tribute to Master Lu!

Even if you have enjoyed the technology brought by the other party in advance, the negotiation process is to gain benefits for your side, and you should still fight for it if you can.

It may sound a bit shameless to say this, but this is indeed what negotiation is.

Many diplomats who have very good personal relationships often argue fiercely for the interests of their country during meetings.

Except for Zhou Lei, the Chinese representatives were not very anxious. Although Lu Mingfei did not play the human negotiation game, he would not forget about them.

"That depends on how much you, the social elite, have staked your future on."

Lu Mingfei asked with a smile.

"I heard that many of you choose to be put into storage when your lifespans are counting down, hoping that you can start living in this world again when technology breaks through in the future?"

"Your technology is actually targeting those scientists?"

Angé understood, and he said how could Lu Mingfei let the powerful and wealthy take advantage of him.

The goal of the collaboration is to gather the technical talents accumulated by the mixed-race society over the past 100 years.

"Yes."

What Lu Mingfei was thinking about were indeed those scientists who had been written into the science history textbooks in this era.

There are indeed things on this planet that go against common sense.

That is, many famous people who are recorded as dead are actually still alive.

The hybrids mastered the technique of stillness very early, but the conditions for this technique are rather harsh.

First of all, it consumes a huge amount of resources. Alchemy is a bottomless pit for human beings. Emperors in ancient times could not even achieve immortality. Nowadays, the only ones who can extend lifespan in large quantities are superpowers and families with a long history.

Secondly, the bloodline must be stable so that it will not change in the long-term static human environment.

This is very confusing. Leaving aside individual cases, which leader of each mixed-race family in history did not have a blood lineage on the verge of the critical limit?

Beowulf's family basically began to gradually show dragon characteristics when they reached adulthood.

The bloodline itself is unstable, and it is even more impossible to put a person into hibernation. Otherwise, if the mental suppression is lost, what if the body mutates during the static process?
Therefore, many high-ranking people who have excellent bloodlines but suffer from critical blood limits in their later years often cannot survive. They can only lie on the hospital bed wailing, tie themselves with special iron chains, and die painfully under the torture of dragon blood.

On the other hand, those old people who have stable or even humble bloodlines, who have proved themselves through their own abilities and have become the backbone of the society, are the frequent visitors to the "freezer".

Among them are many scientists who have brought numerous technological innovations to mankind.

As the Western cultural circle experienced rapid development after the Renaissance, where various theories began to be built like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, it has a strong academic atmosphere and naturally attaches importance to scientific talents.

Those geniuses who were far ahead of others in their own time and in the field of science, no matter how corrupt the mixed-race family was, how could they not preserve their future possibilities?
It has been thousands of years since alchemy and dragon script were deciphered, and they haven't even figured out the complete pronunciation of the words.

They knew very well that they could only rely on the development of technology to fight against dragons in the future.

"It seems that you don't have much hope for these people of this generation."

"I don't have no hope for people. I believe there are still geniuses in this era. I just don't have hope for NASA today."

Lu Mingfei just doesn't like studying society, but it doesn't mean he knows nothing about it.

"It's been 16 years since the collapse of the Soviet Union. How many people have been laid off from NASA?"

Da Piaoliang has finally managed to defeat its rival and is now busy establishing global hegemony and making money in finance. How can he have the time to continue doing these money-wasting things?

"indeed."

Ange smiled wryly and nodded.

Since the collapse of the Soviet Union, NASA's funding has not been cut in half. The various resources and policy support, as well as huge funding and the best talents in the industry, made it possible to complete the miracle of the moon landing in the 1970s.

Look at the present time. With the drastic cuts in funding, a large number of scientific researchers have had to resign and go to private laboratories. The abrupt end of the talent preference policy has directly led to a gap in front-line personnel. Many facilities, including large radio telescopes, now cannot even find technicians who can perform reasonable maintenance on them.

In about ten years, those facilities that are reaching the limit of their use will be scrapped.

The knife chopped off so that only the feet were left.

"Sometimes, having a competitor and feeling surrounded by a sense of crisis can be a good thing."

Lu Mingfei has been pursuing the goal of realizing his self-worth, and driven by this, he has been exploring his own strength, gradually integrating light and elements. All that is left is the slow process of enduring time. As long as there is enough time, he may really be able to take that step.

As for Xia Mi, now, out of fear of doomsday, she is studying desperately. Basically, she will not give up any means that can help her survive, no matter how miserable she screams.

"If there were scientists who had led the moon landing program, I think the progress of the program would be much faster."

Thinking back to his past self, Lu Mingfei felt a little emotional and continued.

"As many outstanding scientists as you can give me, I can help as many people from those mixed-blood forces to be reborn."

He has always treated people with sincerity and always means what he says.

Of course, people also need to be honest with themselves.

"Are you sure?"

Ange couldn't help but frown and even used honorifics.
There's no other reason, the price is just too outrageous.

Ridiculously low.

If those guys who claim to be of noble blood knew that their lives were only worth a scientist in a "freezer", I wonder if they would be so angry that they would vomit blood.

"I don't like to quantify a person's life, and I can't do that."

Lu Mingfei put one hand to his face and knocked on the edge of the table.

That would cause a rather unfavorable change in his perspective on life in the future.

"That's a bit too many places. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"You are the only one who knows the exact number of quotas. How you use this resource is not something I can interfere with."

Ange was stunned, and suddenly found Lu Mingfei to be really interesting.

If you say that he sticks to the bottom line, then he can indeed be said to be a model of intelligent life.

But if you say that he appears to be old-fashioned and honest, he can make quite flexible decisions when dealing with certain events.

"Of course, if you think it's too much, you can give more money and use it to focus on better resources."

Lu Mingfei's answers were almost seamless.

"I think the United States has too many aircraft carrier battle groups. It would be better to cut one or two and use them as funding for me."

"You are very frank."

Ange shook his head.

"I'll cut a few more."

If those members of Congress don't chop them off, a lot of mixed-race people will chop them off.

(End of this chapter)