Marshal Zhou and Wen Lin were strolling on the beach. The afterglow of the setting sun spread to the endless sea, golden, and the breath of the sea was lingering in the breeze. Marshal Zhou looked at Wen Lin, who looked even more dazzling and charming under the warm sun. The backs of their hands couldn't help but touch each other a few times. In the end, it was Wen Lin who took Dashuai Zhou's slightly rough hand.
Wen Lin calmed down the waves of guilt in her heart and said calmly: "You have worked hard these years, being both a father and a mother."
Marshal Zhou smiled as always and said: "This little girl Zhiqi is quite sensible, so you don't have to worry about her. This will help her find a good match, don't worry."
For Lin Sen and the others, after this period of getting along, Wen Lin also liked their upright character: "Yes, not only did he develop magnets, but he also understood bioengineering in such a short period of time. They mapped out the carrier form of consciousness and developed a brain-machine hybrid device. I originally wanted to guide them, but I didn’t expect that it was them who showed us the direction. Thanks to them, we have avoided detours, which makes me very happy. ”
Marshal Zhou also said with a slight embarrassment: "Who says it's not the case? I remember when I first came into contact with them, I originally wanted to solve the three-dimensional positioning problem with them. Unexpectedly, they easily solved the problem that we all thought was unsolvable. . I just don’t know whether magnets are a blessing or a curse for them." After speaking, he sighed deeply.
Wen Lin felt that the hand she was holding suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help but look at Marshal Zhou, and saw that his smile had subsided and his expression had become a little serious. After a long time, Marshal Zhou said in a low tone: "The world will get worse and worse in the future, and the international environment will become more and more complex. I hope their wings will become fuller as soon as possible and they will have enough strength to protect themselves."
Wen Lin clasped Marshal Zhou's hand with her fingers and looked at the slowly setting sun: "If we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will unite. World peace will become more and more fragile. Now I feel that I can't see the direction of the development of the times." "
The setting sun slowly sets, and the sky turns blood red. As the setting sun disappears under the sea level, night falls. Without the warmth of the sun, the moisture mixed with the sea breeze felt slightly cool on the body. Marshal Zhou sat down with Wen Lin, took off his coat and put it on her weak shoulders. The two of them looked at the bright full moon in the sky, and the repeated impact of the waves echoed in their ears.
Wen Lin said with a slight worry: "Many foreign military-industrial forces are already surging. Perhaps the frontline battle of the Third World War has already begun, and it is going on in a way that we are not familiar with. You can hear The footsteps of World War III?”
Marshal Zhou sighed helplessly: "It's getting closer. Although one of the purposes of war is to plunder resources, in the past global trade was underdeveloped and wars were needed to achieve this goal. Nowadays, with the integration of the global economy, through financial warfare, It can also achieve this goal. But the real purpose of war is to establish a new world order. If you want to establish a new world order through peaceful means, unless you have absolute power over other countries. From those countries that forcefully formulate manufacturing reshoring policies. Look, it shows that they may be reactivating production capacity. How long can this Pandora's Box of World War III be suppressed?"
"I hope the Third World War will never break out. While they are making preparations, we also have to take precautions to protect what we must protect." Looking at Marshal Zhou who looked darker in the night, Wen Lin felt Worry coming from the depths of his heart, he leaned on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Commander, let's invite a few of them to have a meal at home. They helped us so much last time, and I haven't officially thanked them yet. Woolen cloth."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." After saying that, he held Wen Lin in his arms, and the two of them quietly looked at the waves shining under the moonlight, enjoying the long-lost reunion.
