CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 67: CHANG GENG FIERCELY ALONE IN THE DISTANT SKY [REQUESTING MONTHLY VOTES]_3

In the core area of Submerged Laboratory A-11.

The wheelchair moved slowly forward, accompanied by another person’s footsteps, carrying a slight airflow in the otherwise silent laboratory. Armed soldiers stood at the entrance, expressions tense and postures rigid.

However, the research often resulted in some confidential outcomes, so the laboratory team was used to this situation.

But still, they wondered—what exactly did the chief engineer design?

Previously, these people only occasionally appeared when there were results, much less in such a heightened state of alarm as now.

Even to the point that the investor of the research institute, Mr. Zhu Lie, was also excluded.

The wheelchair elegantly moved forward automatically, following the path without the slightest deviation, and under layers of verification and security gates, finally stopped in front of a device connected to a dense array of various-sized equipment.

No one made a sound, even Chang Geng quietly waited.

Three minutes later.

Accompanied by a strange green light on the surface of what seemed like a semi-transparent coffin-like box, a subtle signal sounded in the room, and his expression slightly softened.

The next moment, Major Qin Yuze, who had been following Chang Geng with a special assignment, couldn’t help but ask:

"What is this?"

At this time, the creator only gently touched the strange box, about one meter long and 70 centimeters wide, exposed within the mysterious device, his expression softening.

"This is a weapon. It’s called the [Defender]."

He spoke softly, muttering as if envisioning the outcome he had brought.

"It can create an arc-shaped shield of approximately 60 square kilometers, isolating everything."

"At the current level of firepower, unless a weapon of mass destruction is used, no one can breach it from within in under three hours."

Colonel Qin Yuze, who had collaborated with him several times before, was already familiar with this engineer, esteemed by the state and recently quietly renowned within the military industry. Hearing this description, he couldn’t help but be slightly astonished.

"A weapon?" And it’s called the [Defender]?

He looked somewhat excitedly at the long box held before him, chuckled and said, "Well... it counts as a weapon, but I think the name you gave it suggests it’s more like an absolute protective device."

He even imagined how this thing would be used—the moment danger arises in the future, just open the protective shield, and everyone within 60 square kilometers would surely be safe.

How big is 60 square kilometers?

Almost all of Beijing’s second ring, approximately.

As for how long it can last, or whether it’s as magical as Mr. Chang Geng says... considering his recent achievements, what he says should be quite close to the truth.

Now they just await the experiment.

Looking at the wheelchair beside him, and the engineer sitting on it, Qin Yuze sighed once again.

He was promoted to Major at a young age, with both skills and brains indispensable, yet looking at the person in the wheelchair, he still felt a sense of inferiority.

Genius in this world is someone like Chang Geng.

And he possesses such a soft heart.

Defender... does it mean to guard? Guard the country, guard the people...

"You’re probably overthinking it."

While he was contemplating, Chang Geng had already successfully examined the box, and the wheelchair swiftly spun on the smooth floor with an exceptionally light grace.

The speaker had clear, handsome features, slightly pale skin, and lips seemingly naturally holding a smile, appearing extraordinarily gentle at first sight.

Yet his tone was like the chill of an early spring morning.

Warmth tinged with coolness.

Qin Yuze was taken aback.

Where... did he overthink it?

Defender... doesn’t it mean to guard? Isn’t this a defensive device?

"My Defender naturally can guard me, but this one... isn’t mine."

"I said so." Chang Geng smiled knowingly at him, his gaze all-knowing.

"This is a weapon."

"As for the meaning of [Defender]... haven’t you heard this saying?"

"Justice resides only at the tip of the sword."

"And the truth lies within the range of the cannon."

He casually said such a sentence, rare to give a detailed explanation:

"The plasma isolation barrier of the Defender can isolate everything... I mean, water, air, sunlight, and wind."

"Visible or invisible, tangible or intangible, it can isolate them all."

"In the area it encloses, within three hours, there will surely be no sign of life."

Qin Yuze turned ashen-faced, instantly gripping the handles of his wheelchair.