Chapter 279

Having come this far, the professors were no longer hesitant.

Each stared at Lin Feng with angry eyes and signed their names on the contract.

After signing, Lin Feng checked that everything was fine, then placed the box from his pocket onto the coffee table.

The old men and women, unable to wait, eagerly picked up the Chuánguó Yùxǐ and began examining it with a magnifying glass.

Lin Feng looked at the contract in his hand.

The names signed on it were all recognized experts and authorities.

Suddenly, the expert who had called earlier said: 'No need for instrument testing; I can confirm it is genuine.'

Look at the carving technique on this; it has been lost since the Han dynasty...

Next, one of them took out a specially made ink pad from their carry‑on bag.

The expert said: 'A silk manuscript unearthed from a Han tomb bears the imprint of the Chuánguó Yùxǐ; stamping it will reveal the truth.'

This is also a method of verification.

Lin Feng's eyes, however, lit up.

He immediately got up and fetched the special paper that Shu Jingya used for printing important documents from the printer.

'There's paper here!'

Lin Feng handed it to the old man who had taken out the ink pad.

The old man held the Chuánguó Yùxǐ, dipped it in the ink pad, slowly placed it on the paper, and lightly pressed down.

A square, red seal imprint appeared on the paper.

The ancient seal script 'Having received the Mandate of Heaven, he shall enjoy longevity and prosperity' was clearly visible.

Before the experts could even look, Lin Feng snatched it away, chuckling: 'Come on! Let's stamp a hundred sheets—I'll be out of here right away!'

His shameless attitude left the professors both laughing and exasperated.

Now we've saved the money for the special ink pad.

Since the authorities present had confirmed it was genuine, Lin Feng naturally believed it.

The professors were also pleased that the Chuánguó Yùxǐ was genuine and did not quibble with Lin Feng.

One sheet… two sheets… three sheets…

The old professor grew tired.

Lin Feng snatched the Chuánguó Yùxǐ and began stamping himself.

After a hundred sheets, Lin Feng gathered them, furrowed his brow, and said: 'Remember to follow the contract—only these hundred sheets I have are to be sold outside, and you must also help me promote them.'

'Otherwise, if anything good comes up later, I won't give it to you—I'll handle it myself.'

'You little brat, you're just after money!'

The old man who had called earlier pointed at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng gave a hehe laugh and walked away with 100 billion.

Even Guo Jia's money‑printing machine couldn't print money as fast as the Chuánguó Yùxǐ does.

A hundred sheets equal 10 billion US dollars!

Of course, that was Lin Feng's earlier asking price.

When the news of the Chuánguó Yùxǐ spreads and it receives recognition, then we'll take it out to sell.

Perhaps we could sell for even more than 10 billion dollars.

No one knows how many super‑rich individuals can come up with 100 million dollars.

Not only in our country, but many wealthy people abroad are certainly interested as well.

After returning home, Lin Feng placed the hundred stamped sheets into the safe and locked it.

All that remained was to wait.

And this wait won't be long.

Why?

Because the New Year is just around the corner!

During the Spring Festival, the recovery of the Chuánguó Yùxǐ—wouldn't that be a great joy?

It's not just a joyous occasion; it's also an uplifting good deed.

By the time he got back, it was already past one in the afternoon.

He boiled a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach.

Just as he set down the bowl, he heard a booming explosion from outside.

'Boom—'

It sounded as if it came from several dozen li away.

Those around him couldn't hear it, but Lin Feng could.

'The New Year is coming…'

Lin Feng murmured to himself and shook his head.

This explosion was certainly out of the ordinary.

But it had nothing to do with him.

After clearing the dishes, Lin Feng was about to take a nap when his phone rang.

It was Guo Yanru calling.

'Husband, something's happened!'

Guo Yanru's voice sounded.

Her tone contained no hint of panic.

Huh?

Lin Feng immediately thought of Huang Ziping.

Because Huang Ziping had already exploded once.

What Lin Feng heard was just one time; in reality, there might have been many times.

Chemical experiments can sometimes be very dangerous.

Sure enough, Guo Yanru said: "The problem occurred at Huang Ziping's laboratory; the whole laboratory was blown up."

"How is he?" Lin Feng asked urgently.

If Huang Ziping were to die, the loss would be huge.

Guo Yanru said: "He's fine; as soon as he noticed something was wrong, he ran off. Because his experiments are very dangerous, the laboratory was built separately aside, with no one else around."

No casualties, but this loss is huge.

All kinds of advanced instruments were destroyed; the loss is at least over 50 million US dollars.

After Guo Yanru finished speaking, Lin Feng laughed and said: "As long as he's safe, it's fine! If the lab is destroyed, we can just rebuild it; I'm going over there right now to check."

"Wait! I'm going too..."

After saying that, Guo Yanru hung up the phone.

Lin Feng splashed cold water on his face, then took his flashy ride to pick up Guo Yanru first.

At 2:30 p. m., they arrived at the science and technology park under construction by Azure Peak Capital.

A plot of land several hundred mu in size was surrounded by high walls.

On the leveled ground, more than ten buildings had already been constructed.

There were also workshops and warehouses built with sheet metal.

On the uneven land, more than ten excavators were busy working.

Among them, a small building at the northeast corner was emitting black smoke.

Fire trucks had already arrived, and the fire had been extinguished.

The vehicle drove into the science and technology park; near the small building that had been blown up, Lin Feng saw Huang Ziping with a calm expression.

"Big... big brother!"

Upon seeing Lin Feng, Huang Ziping called out somewhat nervously.

Lin Feng patted Huang Ziping's shoulder and said with a smile: "As long as you're safe, that's good! You should eat more; you're still so thin."

Huang Ziping scratched his head and gave a hehe laugh.

"How's that catalyst you're researching?"

Lin Feng asked curiously.

Huang Ziping said: "The key experiment has been completed. This explosion was because I miscalculated the catalyst formula... but I've now come up with a solution; at the latest by the end of this year, I'll be able to obtain the finished catalyst."

Lin Feng widened his eyes looking at Huang Ziping.

This guy is too awesome.

In less than two years, starting from nothing, he could research an electrolysis catalyst!

Huang Ziping glanced at Lin Feng and then said: "Once the catalyst is made, miniaturizing the electrolysis furnace and the engine is too simple. I wonder... could I... could I build a rocket?"

"Do you really want to build a rocket?"

Lin Feng asked.

Huang Ziping nodded firmly.

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then said: "Alright! Then I'll take your research results and negotiate with those big shots; they'll definitely agree."

Building rockets, launching satellites—this is also something Lin Feng wants to do.

With advanced rocket technology, we can undertake space engineering.

Land on the moon, go to Mars.

Who knows, in our lifetime we might still be able to build a base on the moon and Mars.

By then, renting out houses on the base, the rent would at least be ten times that of Yanjing?

Is such pricing reasonable?