The Aliens' Biological Weapon

Not long after Wang Dashan sent Li Chengqian's message, he received a reply from Leader Tian.

"Make an appointment with Li Chengqian. I want to see him. I want to talk to him personally and hear his opinion." This short sentence showed how much Leader Tian valued Li Chengqian.

Early the next morning, in the Great Buckthorn fruit plantation inside the Divine Dragon Company industrial park.

Fiery red Great Buckthorn fruits hung from the branches. In the plantation, Li Chengqian and Lin Tian sat on the tour bus and slowly advanced.

There were only the two of them in the plantation. It was a driverless vehicle.

"Li Chengqian, I want to hear your opinion." Leader Tian had a relaxed smile on his face, but his eyes were serious.

This choice was very important. In Lin Tian's opinion, it could determine the direction of the world.

"How you choose depends on your mood." Li Chengqian smiled and threw the ball back into Lin Tian's court again.