The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Barth waited in silence for what would follow.

"Grandpa Bart, do you know why, historically, after a ceasefire agreement is signed, new conflicts often break out ten or twenty years later?" Su Chaoji asked.

He didn't need Barthes to answer; he provided the answer himself: "Because the root causes haven't been resolved—territorial disputes, resource allocation, ideological differences…as long as these exist, the seeds of war will remain."

“So?” Bart asked.

Su Chaoji smiled and said in a deep voice, "Therefore, I want to create a new world where those disputes will no longer matter."

He looked at Bart and continued, “In this virtual world, people can trade, shop, work, study, and even socialize and fall in love without leaving home. Distance is no longer an obstacle, resources can be replicated almost infinitely, and ideological differences can coexist in countless parallel spaces.”

"For example, with the virtual world, intelligent robots can receive instructions in the virtual world and prepare meals for you in the real world, then deliver them to your door."

"Current robots are clumsy and expensive, but in the future, they will be as ubiquitous as mobile phones are today, becoming tools that everyone has."

He concluded, "At that time, humanity will completely enter a new dimension, a dimension where material needs are greatly satisfied and the spiritual world can be expanded infinitely."

Bart listened intently.

These concepts were too advanced for him, like something out of a science fiction novel.

In his mind, the world is a physical entity made up of land, steel, guns, and people.

The virtual digital world sounds so unreal and untouchable.

“Su, this sounds…like a fairy tale,” Bart said honestly.

Su Chaoji nodded: "It does seem so now, but more than a hundred years ago, people also thought that airplanes were a pipe dream. Fifty years ago, no one believed that it was possible to make real-time calls across the ocean. The development of technology is always pushing the boundaries of imagination."

Bart swallowed hard, trying to process the information.

For some reason, despite his understanding telling him it was impossible, Bart believed the boy could do it.

Perhaps it was because he had witnessed Su Chaoji create a miracle from the ruins, or perhaps it was because there was a wisdom in those eyes that transcended his age.

Su Chaoji continued, "Grandpa Bart, the work here is done, and I plan to return to the professional laboratory. This research requires better equipment and a more professional team. I have contacted several research institutes, and they are very interested in the framework I proposed."

Upon hearing that he was leaving, Bart frowned.

But he knew clearly that he could not stop the boy's progress, and parting was only a matter of time.

The next second, Su Chaoji said, "Of course, this won't happen overnight. It may take ten, twenty years, or even longer, but someone has to start, and someone has to do it."

"Although the war is over, only technology can make a country prosper and truly end the war."

"When people can have everything they want in the virtual world, when the competition for resources in the real world becomes less urgent, and when communication and understanding become easier than ever before, the motivation for war will be greatly reduced."

As Bart listened to these words, he suddenly remembered what Su Chaoji had said more than half a month ago.

"Every war ends as the beginning of a new revolution."

At that moment, Barth suddenly realized: "Soviet, is this the beginning of the new revolution you mentioned? And also our new war?"

Su Chaoji nodded, a faint smile curving his lips: "That's right, this will be a war without gunpowder, and what we need to do is to revitalize the country through science and technology."

Bart remained silent for a long time, feeling a mix of shock, emotion, and excitement.

These emotions churned and intertwined within Barth's heart.

After listening to Su Chaoji's explanation, a new light appeared in his eyes, as if he could already see the future world.

He looked at Su Chaoji with excitement and said with surging emotions, "Su, I believe in you, not only because you are a genius, but also because you are on the right track. This world... needs new hope."

Su Chaoji nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Grandpa Bart."

This trust is more precious than any medal.

......

Three days later, at dawn.

Not far away, an airplane bearing the logo of the Dragon Kingdom Organization was ready to go, with Shadow and Flying Needle standing to the side, waiting for Su Chaoji to board.

Su Chaoji was saying goodbye to the officers.

Bart walked over with Sophia.

Bart changed into a full military uniform, his chest adorned with medals, in his most solemn way of saying goodbye.

Sofia was wearing her favorite pink dress, her hair was neatly combed, but her eyes were red, clearly she had been crying.

Bart spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Su, have a safe journey."

Su Chaoji stood at attention and saluted, his movements precise and crisp: "Grandpa Bart, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

After the ceremony, he lowered his hand, remained silent for a few seconds, and then softly said, "Goodbye."

Upon seeing this, Bart's eyes instantly reddened. He opened his mouth to say something, but found his throat tightened. He could only nod forcefully and raise his hand to return a military salute.

Then he reached out and hugged Su Chaoji tightly, whispering, "Take care, child. Wherever you go, remember that there will always be a place for you here."

Su Chaoji nodded and said, "Take care too."

After letting go, Bart took a step back, wiped his eyes, and forced a smile: "Go ahead, don't delay the trip."

Su Chaoji nodded, then turned to look at Sophia, who had been standing quietly to the side.

The little girl tilted her head back, her eyes wide open, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Her small hands gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"Goodbye, Sophia," Su Chaoji said to her.

Sofia sniffed hard, wiped away her tears, then raised her little hand and waved gently: "Goodbye, brother."

Su Chaoji smiled, then turned and walked towards the airplane steps.

Sofia simply watched quietly at first.

She stood beside her grandfather, her small hand held in Bart's warm large hand, her pink dress swaying gently in the morning breeze.

She watched her brother walk away step by step, his figure growing smaller and smaller, more and more blurred in the pre-dawn light.

Then, something inside her cracked.

"elder brother!"

The little girl suddenly broke free from her grandfather's hand and ran towards Su Chaoji's retreating figure.

Her legs were short, and she stumbled as she ran, her pink skirt billowing behind her.

Upon hearing the sound, Su Chaoji stopped in front of the gangway and turned around.

Sofia ran up to him, her face flushed red, her eyes red like a little rabbit's.

"Brother," Sofia said, her voice trembling with tears, "Will you come back?"