Chapter 223: Huang Ziping's Black Technology

November 23, 2012, afternoon.

It has been nearly two days since the hotel shooting incident.

But in Xiangjiang's news and newspapers, such information did not appear.

Whether it was the wealthy individuals present, the celebrities, or even the tycoons behind Zheng Qiukang, and so on.

They did not want this matter to be exposed to public view.

Bei family members, Wen Keke and Zhu Li, took Bei family's private plane that night and returned to Yanjing.

The wealthy attendees of the meeting, some went directly to Shenzhen, some flew to the United States.

Also, some celebrity big names left Xiangjiang within two days.

People left, and also withdrew some funds.

Amid panic, the stock market plunged.

Many people did not know the cause of this plunge.

Clearly the market was in an uptrend, why did it suddenly drop!

Not knowing what had happened, they all followed suit and sold off.

Even external funds joined in the clamor.

From the 22nd to the 23rd, over two days, the Hang Seng Index fell from over 21,500 points to over 18,400 points.

The decline reached 15 percent.

Some individual stocks were affected, with declines reaching thirty percent, and trading volume exceeded one hundred billion Hong Kong dollars.

"Boss, 3.5 billion US dollars have already been fully purchased..."

Lin Feng's trader stationed in Xiangjiang reported to Lin Feng after the market closed.

After hanging up, Lin Feng laughed.

This operation could yield at least a twenty percent profit.

The economic trend is irreversible; even if those people withdrew some funds, causing some volatility in the stock market,

but it will soon return to its normal track.

At this moment, Lin Feng was staying in an old rented house in the New Territories.

Around were old residential houses; looking out the window was a desolate expanse, interspersed with small patches of farmland.

Further away lay a vast expanse of high-rise buildings, forming a stark contrast with this desolate area.

Inside the house, over ten computers were arranged in a large circle, with Yang Yi and others sitting before them, operating.

Beside them, a color printer worked continuously.

After some documents were printed out, once a certain quantity was gathered, Fang Heng immediately delivered them to Lin Feng.

The materials contained textual explanations, pictures, and also a photo of a certain person.

On Lin Feng's computer screen, some videos were also displayed.

Most of them were footage from surveillance cameras.

Time slowly passed……

In the second half, Lin Feng set down the documents in his hand, furrowed his brow, and said: "Enough! Pack up and leave!"

"Okay, boss!"

Yang Yi nodded.

Then he and the six Ghost Cat team members began packing up.

Lin Feng asked: "How is Huang Ziping doing?"

Yang Yi and the others had been staying together with Huang Ziping before coming to Xiangjiang.

Before, Lin Feng also occasionally checked on Huang Ziping's research progress.

But the research results were not ideal for Lin Feng.

For quite a while, there had been no good news from Huang Ziping's side.

Lin Feng thought that if that guy really couldn't come up with anything, he might as well send him abroad to make paper.

Returning to his old trade, he might even become the Federal Reserve.

Yang Yi furrowed his brow; speaking of Huang Ziping, his impression was of a frail, bespectacled boy.

He usually didn't speak much.

The laboratory was full of things he couldn't understand.

Huang Ziping, aside from eating and sleeping, spent his days shut in the laboratory conducting experiments and reviewing materials.

Many times he also had Yang Yi and the others help him crack websites to obtain data.

"Boss, I'm not too familiar with this. However, earlier there was an explosion in the laboratory; fortunately the blast was not strong..."

When mentioning this, Yang Yi's face showed a lingering sense of fear.

"Boss, I know!"

At this moment, Fang Heng walked over.

"Huh?"

Lin Feng looked at Fang Heng.

Fang Heng scratched his head and said: "I'm somewhat familiar with him; earlier he focused on making batteries. Later he gave that up and began researching electrolysis catalysts. According to him, after successfully developing the electrolysis catalyst, electrolyzing one liter of pure water requires only 0.5 kWh of electricity."

Moreover, the electrolysis speed is very fast; it can be controlled by adjusting voltage and current, without needing a dedicated hydrogen storage tank.

The resulting new-energy vehicles, even rockets, can electrolyze on demand to obtain hydrogen; roughly ten catties of water—that is five liters—enough to drive a sedan 100 kilometers, consuming less than three kWh of electricity.

After Fang Heng finished, Lin Feng furrowed his brow and said: "It sounds great, but what about the catalyst's cost? If the total cost ends up higher than gasoline's, what's the point?"

Fang Heng scratched his head and said: "He said the catalyst's production cost is very low, made of very cheap materials, can be mass-produced; the catalyst additive is one-tenth of the water's amount; the cost of catalyst for electrolyzing one liter of water is about one yuan."

The cost of water is pitifully low; as for the electricity used for electrolysis, it basically doesn't need to be charged, and when the hydrogen engine is working, it can also generate electricity.

"A cost of just one dollar lets a car travel 100 kilometers!"

Lin Feng did a rough calculation and felt his blood boil.

If what Huang Ziping says is true, once this technology emerges, it could almost overturn the world's energy landscape.

Imagine just tapping a bucket of tap water, loading it into the car, and you could drive several hundred kilometers.

After a long while, Lin Feng finally calmed down, furrowed his brow and asked, "Has his research succeeded?"

Fang Heng shook his head and said, "He said it would still take two or three years! Among the electrolysis conditions and the craft of making the catalyst, there are still several problems to solve, but he said he's quite confident…"

Lin Feng let out a breath, hands on his hips, pacing back and forth in the room.

After a moment, he finally calmed down.

Once this technology is applied on a large scale, it's basically smashing the rice bowl of the US.

You should know that the US dollar is pegged to oil.

If oil loses its value, won't they fight you to the death?

It is said that long ago a scientist invented a water-burning engine, but then died mysteriously.

Maybe they already have this advanced technology in hand.

"Don't spread this around; you know the consequences."

Lin Feng urged.

Fang Heng, Yang Yi and the others repeatedly nodded in agreement.

Lin Feng scanned the seven people.

The seven felt their scalps go numb under Lin Feng's strange gaze.

They are all smart people, and they quickly thought of the four words 'kill to silence'.

Just as they were worrying, Lin Feng laughed and said, "Don't worry about me silencing you; Huang Ziping's research may or may not succeed, and even if it does, before the right time comes, it cannot be widely promoted."

This concerns the nation's strategic development and many people's livelihoods. It's not as complicated as you imagine.

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Yang Yi and the others finally relaxed.