In a dense forest on the outskirts of Moscow, there is a small road that is only accessible to one car. A Gil car carrying Marshal Volkov was driving on this road. He was going to take a look at the manufactured sample. After all, his cooperation with Sebastian Xiao was quite pleasant, and he also received a lot of benefits. Now that the expensive samples have been made, why not give them a favor? At the end of the path, there were more than a dozen armed soldiers on duty. Seeing this Gill car, he hurriedly raised his hands to salute and put down the roadblock. After passing through the roadblock, there was a lonely three-story building not far away. This building is hidden in this dense forest and is extremely difficult to detect even from the air. Jill's car was parked in front of the building. When Volkov got out of the car, a piece of metal as big as a soybean rolled out from the gap beside the car seat and stuck to the lines of the soles of his military boots. Volkov, unaware of this, entered the building with the orderly. Half an hour later, he left the building, followed by an orderly carrying a box. In the dense forest a few hundred meters away, Wan Dong watched Volkov leave. He didn't want to alert the enemy for the time being. If by then the technology to make this helmet is unavailable, it¡¯s never too late to grab it. ¡ ¡ The soldiers on duty at the ¡®Supernatural Human Research Institute¡¯ were a little confused. Didn¡¯t Marshal Volkov just leave? Why are you back? However, they did not dare to ask any more questions, so they put down the roadblock and allowed the Gill car to pass again. Marshal Volkov reappeared, not only with the orderly from before, but also with an Asian young man. After the real Volkov left, Wandong released two TX-1 robots. Simulate to look like Volkov. Back here again. Wandong followed them and sneaked in easily. Enter this three-story building. It was empty and had no facilities. But the time Volkov came before, the deformed metal on the bottom of his military boots had completely recorded his walking route. The three floors above ground are all disguised, and the real research institute is underground in this building. There is an old-fashioned elevator in the building. Take this elevator all the way down. There are no stops, the elevator goes all the way to the end. Went directly to the secret research institute at the bottom. A staff member of the institute saw Volkov coming back when the elevator opened, and hurriedly came up to greet him. He said: "Chief, is there something wrong with that helmet?" "Well, I forgot to ask something just now. Please find the researcher who made this sample." The disguised robot perfectly imitated Volkov's voice. "Yes, please wait a moment." The staff member hurriedly asked someone to find them, and invited Wandong and the others to a lounge. Then he was waiting aside with a flattering look on his face, waiting for orders from the robot-simulated Volkov at any time. Not long after. A somewhat unkempt middle-aged man came to the lounge. Seeing Volkov hurriedly stood at attention and saluted. The fake Volkov pointed at Wan Dong and said: "This is Mr. Wan. He has something to ask you, and you can't hide anything." This middle-aged man is the scientist who made that special helmet. When he heard Volkov couldn't help but be shocked by his words. At this time, Sino-Soviet relations were seriously deteriorating. It was really incredible that this man in front of him, who was obviously Chinese, gained the trust of Marshal Volkov. However, he did not dare to disobey Marshal Volkov's order. He had no choice but to reluctantly say: "I understand." Wandong signaled another robot-simulated orderly to drive out the useless staff member. Then asked: "What's your name?" "Shakolov." He looked at Volkov with some confusion. This man wants to ask himself a question. Does he not even know his own name? The fake Volkov said seriously: "Just answer whatever I ask you, don't have any doubts!" ??Wandong smiled and continued to ask: "Shakolov, the design and manufacture of the helmet are all yours alone. "Is it completed?" "I completed the design independently. Of course, I need the assistance of others during manufacturing. The selection of materials, processing, and post-testing cannot be completed by one person" Speaking of his areas of expertise, Shakolov, who seemed a little dull just now, talked eloquently. "What's the reason why the shape must be a helmet? It's not fully enclosed, and the face is still exposed. Why does it have to be in the shape of a helmet?" This is something Wandong never understood. "Uh Actually, it's okay not to make it into a helmet, but that requires higher-density materials. As long as the material is enough, it can even be made into a belt." When asked about this, Shakolov said slightly awkwardly. Wandong felt happy after hearing this. Sure enough, this thing is not necessaryIt needs to be made into a helmet style. He didn't want to walk around wearing a half-closed hat. "If you are given enough materials, how small can this device be?" Since the style can be changed, there are too many shapes to choose from. "This material is very rare and is extracted from gold. The gold consumed to make this helmet is as high as 500 ounces." Why only make this one sample? Because it is too expensive. If it weren't for Marshal Volkov's order, no one would be able to provide so much gold at will. Even Marshal Volkov and Shakolov thought it was impossible to create one. Nearly 15 kilograms of gold is a considerable fortune. What's wrong with having all this money? What's the use of getting a helmet that doesn't know who to protect against. "If you were given unlimited gold, could you make this piece of equipment the size of a coin?" Wandong took out a coin from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of Shakolov. Shakolov picked it up casually and found that the coin was actually made of pure gold. One side of the gold coin has the number 1, the main image on the other side is the earth, and the background is the vast universe. This gold coin was made by Wan Dong when he had nothing to do. It is about 3 centimeters in diameter. Looking at the coin in his hand, Shakolov shook his head, "After shrinking to a certain level, every time the volume is doubled, the gold required will increase exponentially, which will outweigh the gain. To reach the size of this gold coin, it consumes I¡¯m afraid this room can¡¯t fit enough gold.¡± For Wandong now, he can have as much metal as he wants. He smiled slightly and said: "Just make it this size. There will be enough gold for you to use. All you need to do is achieve your goal. How much time will it take to make it?" Shakolov looked at him with some doubts and said: "Are you sure? That may require thousands of tons of gold, and our country's gold reserves may not be enough!" (To be continued)