As for the finer details, Su Yue would have to visit the Research Institute himself to find out. Presumably, the Research Institute wouldn't hide anything from him; after all, Su Yue was the pioneer of the first generation. However, bound by discipline, Du Jing's Book didn't go into too much detail.
At that moment, Wang Lu Feng and the others' train was getting ready to depart, and ticket checking had already begun.
"Du Jing's Book, I want to ask you a question," Su Yue asked before they left.
"Make it quick," Du Jing's Book said, standing up. There was a line at the ticket gate, leaving them with just a few minutes.
"You're a second-generation rich kid. Why are you so hell-bent on risking your life on the battlefield? You don't have to worry about food or drink." Su Yue was full of doubts. This guy was a rich kid, purer than Gold. He should care very little about financial rewards.
"You call that a question?
"I risk my life on the battlefield to defend our country, of course.
