The big one is coming.
This was the first reaction of Old Bai and Old Wang upon hearing Zhao Bowen's words.
"Be very careful, Old Zhao, do not do anything foolish," Wang Ning reminded him, "This is a nuclear weapon we're talking about."
"How sure are we that a nuclear bomb can completely eradicate Big Eyes?" Bai Zhen asked.
"At most fifty percent, at least thirty percent," Zhao Bowen replied.
"What's the basis for that assessment?"
"There isn't one."
Zhao Bowen sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and touched his pocket, then remembered he had thrown away his pack of cigarettes, so he took an apple from the fruit basket on the coffee table and took a crisp bite:
