"Slow down, slow down..."
"Be careful, don't rush..."
Noon.
Everyone was moving the batteries, as cautiously as if they were carrying their own little ones.
Zhang Feng and Old Liu were in the control room, watching the screen.
Meanwhile, most of the researchers and electrical staff, upon receiving the batteries, began appropriately modifying the power lines and replacing the internal grid.
During this process, data and some transmissions had to be suitably interrupted.
But they also kept a portion of the facilities running to handle normal processes.
At this moment.
Old Liu watched for a while and suddenly laughed, "President Zhang, we're really like the celestial realm now, a science fiction celestial realm in real life."
"What celestial realm." Zhang Feng shook his head, "My idea is to spread it quickly, then liberate more manpower and resources.
Especially there's something else."
