Chapter Forty-Three(2/2)
The big hand like a palm-leaf fan slapped the table and shouted angrily: "I am a swaying world and almost a god, but you still don't like it!"
Zhao Yu, who is over forty years old, looks only twenty-seven or twenty years old. Just under his knees, a stubborn young man with his head raised in the hall was kneeling.
There was a beautiful woman next to her persuading her.
"Women don't want to talk!"
Zhao Yu pushed away the beautiful woman's hand, pointed to the kneeling young man and shouted: "I have fought in the south for decades, and there have been no less than a thousand battles in all sizes, and have destroyed dozens of countries and are so powerful that you are afraid of? What kind of technology is yours?!"
"It's the trend of world development!"
The young man said stubbornly, not showing any weakness: "Now that technology is developing rapidly, it is the same every year. What's the use of you? When I study the atomic bomb, what skills and supernatural powers are all false!"
"Damn it!"
Zhao Yu was angry and anxious: "Bad atomic bomb. Do you think I don't know? It's just atomic fission, fusion and other principles, how profound are they?"
The young man in the hall was stunned: "Dad, do you have an old idea and still know about atomic fission and fusion?"
"Get out!" Zhao Yu kicked his son over: "How profound do you think atomic fission and fusion are?"
Zhao Yu sneered, but then he stuck his hand out, and a vortex appeared in his palm: "Look!"
In the palm of his palm, there seemed to be a starry sky, which was slowly rotating. When you look closely, there were 365 two-point spots, and endless starlight flashing.
"If I want to, I can turn all matter, molecules, atoms, and protons within a thousand meters into nothingness. If you are fucking fission and fusion, I will kill you. What are you fussing? Go and make a fuss pop-up of atoms and blow me up to see?"
Zhao Hong was dumbfounded.
Suddenly he screamed: "Dad, why didn't you say it earlier!"
"Say it earlier?" Zhao Yu cursed: "You little dog, you haven't learned how to walk, and you still want to fly? What's the use of saying it?"
Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, she stopped her husband's hand: "I'm not young, I'm less angry, it's not good for my health."
Zhao Yu waved his hand: "My body cannot even explode with the atomic bomb."
He was so angry again: "Only this little brat can make me angry to death!"
Sighing, Zhao Yu shook his head: "Forget it, I've been like this stubborn since I was a child, and I can't do anything about it. If you want to do your technology, just do it."
As he spoke, a booklet appeared in his palm in his palm: "This is something Zhu Cihao wants. It took me three years to sort out the skills that can be promoted by the whole nation. It is fast to get started and the progress is also appropriate. Since you are going to the Royal Institute, you will also bring this booklet to Zhu Cihao. I am too lazy to go."
Putting the booklet on the table, waving his sleeves, Zhao Yu turned around and entered the inner hall.
Dong Xiaowan looked at her son and couldn't help but sigh: "You have never listened to your father since you were a child. Mom knows that you don't want to live under your father's halo. It's just a pity that your father has inherited the whole line."
"Aren't there sisters and sisters?" Although Zhao Hong felt a little regretful, he was not depressed after being shocked and smiled: "Mom, I don't like it when I have been fighting and killing for half my life."
Chapter completed!