On the other side, in Old Moen's manor, a bolt of lightning fell out of thin air.

boom!

Someone fell heavily into the pool.

"what sound?"

"Over there by the pool."

"Is it a bomb attack? It hurts my ears."

"I don't know. Let's go over and have a look."

The law enforcers and guards immediately pointed their guns at the pool. They were all worried that someone might launch a terrorist attack or assassination on Old Moen.

Although the old Moen has made it clear that he will abdicate and his health is not good.

But after all, he is the richest man in Zion, and he is still a congressman. If something happens to him at this time, the whole of Zion will be in turmoil.

Xu Le staggered out of the pool.

Seeing everyone raising their guns at him, he also said hello a little embarrassed:

"Sorry, I am Xu Le. I came here at the invitation of Mr. Moen. Some experimental accidents occurred during the journey, which is why there was such a big commotion.

You don’t have to worry too much about this, once I become more proficient in it, this situation shouldn’t happen again.”

Because of his elemental body, Xu Le was not injured in the fall.

However, his control over the lightning ability is indeed too rough, just like coming into contact with the lower element electricity for the first time. I am afraid it will take a period of practice before he can master this new ability, even the ability to fly stably.

Several guards glanced at Xu Le and found that he looked familiar, but his identity was still suspicious.

"Dr. Xu Le... please wait a moment, we need to report to our superiors."

"No problem, I understand."

As soon as Xu Le said this, Li Wen's voice came from the second floor in the distance:

"No need to report, he is indeed Xu Le, let him come over."

With Li Wen's words, these guards naturally didn't need to say more:

"Yes, Lord Li Wen."

Xu Le did not go to see Li Wen and Moen immediately. Instead, he took a bath and changed his clothes.

He originally thought he would go to the office to discuss matters, but the guard who followed him discovered that the place they went to was not an office.

It was a place like a ward, Old Moen's private ward.

A large number of medicines and equipment are piled here, and several doctors and nurses are busy.

Xu Le could tell from the fluctuating mental energy on their bodies and the expressions on their faces that Old Moen's physical condition was probably not very optimistic.

"Where's Mr. Moen?"

"Waiting for you inside, please come in, Dr. Xu Le."

Xu Le nodded to these people and then opened the door.

Old Moen was lying on the hospital bed taking an intravenous drip, leaning on the hospital bed and puffing away smoke with Li Wen beside him.

Well, one of them is a non-smoker and the other has quit smoking. That sounds really nice.

But Xu Le felt that the cigarettes in their hands never stopped.

"Here you come? Sit down."

Old Moen pointed to the chair next to him and motioned for Xu Le to sit down. Xu Le was not polite and walked over and sat down on the chair.

Looking at old Moen, he found that the old man was in good spirits.

His face was rosy and he looked in good condition, and he didn't look like he was dying at all.

"Mr. Moen looks good."

"Huh, that's necessary. If I weren't old, having 2-3 women in one night wouldn't be a problem."

Xu Le's mouth twitched, this old man can't play with women, isn't it because he's broken?

"Uncle Li, Mr. Moen, why did you call me here?"

After asking this question, Moen glanced at Li Wen, but Li Wen had no expression at all, making it unclear what he was thinking.

"The personal promotion about you has been very popular before, and the people of Zion have talked a lot about you. However, I also followed Li Wen's advice and did not let you over-market and show your face."

"Yes, I personally think that there is no need for a scientific researcher to carry out excessive marketing, let the public know, and then maintain a sufficient sense of mystery."

Moen nodded.

"Many people now know about Guyinduo's technological weapons. I'm afraid Guyinduo's energy core will be publicized without promotion.

But the question now is, how much energy reserve do you have? After such a long period of accumulation, if you can only last for one Kuroshio War, then this research will become meaningless."

Xu Le narrowed his eyes. Is Old Moen trying to find out how much he has in stock?

He glanced at Li Wen. Li Wen was still the same, smoking and not talking, pretending to be serious.

At this time, it was more or less too much for him to leave Old Moen to Xu Le to deal with it alone.

Fortunately, Xu Le had already prepared. He really needed to strictly control the output of the furnace.

"Kuroshio's one-night profit is about 930 bars of soap."

"930?" Old Moen's expression changed slightly.

Xu Le thought he felt it was less, and wondered if he should repay more.

After all, if he wants to implement his plan, in addition to the daily energy supply for the entire Zion, he must also support the research and development work of Zion's progressives, as well as huge consumption of weapons like space-based cannons.

Although it is possible to optimize space-based cannons, such optimization generally means a 20-30% reduction in energy consumption.

Therefore, the output and supply of the furnace is still very urgent.

"Yes, 930 yuan." Xu Le repeated, deciding to observe Old Moen's attitude again.

"I didn't expect there were so many." Old Moen said with emotion.

The old man paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Xu Le:

"You're not making a false report, are you? This kind of thing is related to the development of Zion and is not a joke."

"Uh... no, absolutely impossible."

Xu Le glanced at Li Wen guiltily, and sure enough, this unloyal guy had already lowered his head.

However, the always shrewd old Moen did not notice the change in the demeanor of the two men.

It's not that he's not smart enough, it's that he really can't see clearly.

Xu Le suddenly discovered that Old Moen's eyes had become very cloudy and even seemed to have lost some of their luster.

"Is the end approaching..."

Moen took two more puffs of cigarette, and then said slowly:

"Xu Le, I know you have some crazy plans, and I don't have the ability to stop you from doing those plans anymore. I'm going to die."

"Mr. Moen, actually..."

"Nothing is untrue. Everyone has to die. In order to taste the prosperity and bitterness of the world, from philosophical thoughts to family soup, experience the process of getting up again and again in the midst of hardships and despair, and realize your own destiny.

Small, realize that instead of getting involved with them, it is better to put aside the world's prejudice against technology and step out of yourself. This is the path of Zion.

My life is already wonderful, and the next step is up to you."

Xu Le glanced at Li Wen, and after pondering for a few seconds, he decided to take out the longevity fruit that he had already prepared.

"Mr. Moen, here is a longevity fruit that I prepared before. If you don't mind, I can..."

"Hahahaha!" Old Moen laughed, and his laughter even attracted the attention of the guards and doctors outside the door.

However, this laughter also aroused doubts in Xu Le himself:

"What are you laughing at Mr. Moen?"

"It's nothing, I just think that with young people like you in Zion, it won't be so bad next time."

Xu Le frowned slightly, because Moen still had no intention of taking the fruit, and he was a little confused at this time.

Your vitality is almost at its end, why should you refuse?

To die generously? This makes no sense, and Moen is not that kind of person.

"Isn't Mr. Morn going to have this?"

"This thing is no longer useful to me. Thank you for your kindness. Boy, as you get older, it is easy to be sad and recall the past.

Therefore, I have become a remnant of the old era. There is no ship that can carry me in the new era. I have no regrets in being able to see the rise of Zion technology.

After my death, I will donate 99% of my property, including the technology, art, and weapons and equipment I collected."

"What about your children?"
To be continued...