I kidnapped an alien civilization

"Rocket Maniac's goal this time is Mars! "

"SPACEX Mars can reach 10 Earth tourists. "

"120 engines, Musk's ultimate move! "

"M country's space agency has decided to bring Mars under M country's jurisdiction. "

When Li Mo looked at the thick stack of newspapers sent by Zhou Dong, he showed a surprised expression: "Is Musk going crazy?"

"He wants to bundle 120 engines together, stuff them into a big drum that will be 18 meters in diameter, and then light the big drum, that's his right."

"The key is that there are 10 astronauts in this big drum!"

"This is murder!"

He couldn't see a murder case, it happened in the sun aboveboard, picked up the phone and searched the name of "Rocket Maniac" in the address book.

Make a call.

"Hello, Professor Li Mo?" A slightly unexpected voice came from the phone.

"Musk! What is the probability that your SpaceX Mars will successfully reach Mars?" Li Mo asked bluntly. He believed that as the best private rocket launcher in country M, he would not have even conducted the minimum probability test. .

"." Musk on the other side of the phone seemed confused by his question.

After a long time, a guilty voice came from the phone:

"80%, according to the engineer's calculations, the probability of the Mars rover successfully reaching Mars is 80%." Musk didn't lie, and he wasn't going to lie, because it was a meaningless thing.

"80%?" Li Mo unconsciously emphasized his tone: "With an 80% chance, you dare to send 10 astronauts into space."

"Let them risk their lives to make your dreams come true!"

The seemingly high probability of 80% is terribly low in the space launch field, because when a rocket appears on the launch pad, it needs at least a 99.9% success rate. Even so, accidents in the space field are still frequent. constantly.

"Does the NCAA allow you to do this?" Li Mo asked strangely.

Behind Musk’s Space Exploration Technology Company is the NCAA. NCAA has provided SPACEX with a lot of technology, personnel, and funds. Even at critical moments, it would rather give up its own launch plan and “give” the order to launch satellites to SPACEX.

There is a strange close relationship between them.

It stands to reason that Musk's launch plan must be approved by the NCAA. But why would the NCAA approve such a launch plan that failed power-of-success?

He realized something, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that this is the order of the NCAA?"

"Hey" Musk on the other side of the phone sighed, "I still have an urgent meeting to attend, thank you for your concern."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Beep." Li Mo was in a daze holding the disconnected phone. This was the first time someone hung up on him. Even though it was the legendary Rocket Maniac who hung up the phone, it was still annoying.

It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, let him go!

Li Mo can only pin his hopes on Musk now. Maybe this legendary man can really send a patchwork spaceship to Mars with the 80% success rate.

But even so, at the regular meeting of the Mars base project team held in the morning, after listening to the report on the progress of the Mars base construction, he still put forward a new request to the aviation experts of the project team: to design a space station for the Navigator. rescue equipment.

This can be regarded as a way of doing one's best and obeying the destiny.

After arranging all this, Li Mo started today's real itinerary: taking Gabor Walker, the first human civilization recorder on Earth, and the laboratory "waste" Wu Story, to the newly built Earth Civilization Room.

That's right, Wu Shishi, the old man who only knows how to eat and raises dogs, is also going to the Earth Civilization Room.

In the endless Gobi Desert, three galloping off-road vehicles raised sand and dust, and the road they passed was the road.

Li Mo, who was sitting in the front row, looked through the rearview mirror at Wu Shishi, who was sitting in the back row, lying on the car window with a surprised expression on his face, and shook his head helplessly.

In fact, he is still wondering whether Gabor Walker's brain is broken, and he actually hired Wu Shishi as an assistant.

Even willing to pay for this assistant out of his own pocket.

Li Mo couldn't help but disagree. After all, Mozi Technology can save at least 20,000 yuan in expenses every month.

When Wu's story finished "The Man in the Ear" for the third time, they finally arrived at their destination -- a lonely gray bunker in the Gobi Desert.

There are no decorations or windows on the outside of the bunker, only a large dark gray iron door.

The gray color makes it look extremely ugly under the bright sunlight, like a toad lying on the ground.

"This bunker uses a special concrete that can withstand the attack of strategic nuclear weapons equivalent to 10 million tons of TNT." Li Mo first introduced its stability.

"Is this the Earth Civilization Room?" Wu Shishi's eyes were blank, "It's too shabby!"

Different from Wu Shishi's disgusted expression, Gabor Walker's face was full of surprise: "Beautiful! So beautiful!"

"This simple and simple design scheme completely expresses the reality of things vividly and vividly."

With that said, he gave a thumbs up.

"Professor Li Mo, I didn't expect you to have extremely high attainments in designing buildings."

Li Mo was stunned. He just gave up all decorations in the design of the bunker out of consideration of saving money. After all, this is not a scenic area, so there is no need to consider the feelings of tourists.

"Let's go in." He was inexplicably praised, a little guilty, walked to the big iron gate, pushed firmly, and the iron gate opened wide.

"Did you even save money on the door lock?" Wu Shishi asked in amazement, but he knew how stingy this former boss was.

"No need!" Li Mo shook, "You will understand when you come in!"

Sure enough, Wu's story was understood the first moment he walked into the bunker, because there was nothing in the bunker.

Maybe the big iron gate is redundant too?

"This is the civilized room?" Wu Shishi realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment. He didn't want to stay in a place without a single bed for a year.

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked up to Gabo with a pitiful expression on his face:

"Dear Mr. Garbo, you see that I am also old and weak, and I can't stay in this environment for too long. I can't be your assistant."

"There is also this lazy dog, who is lazy and likes to eat chicken legs."

"Here, it will kill its dog."

As he spoke, he gently kicked the big yellow dog that had been lying on the ground.

The rhubarb dog makes a sound of "Wangwang." It seems to express its approval of the owner.

Facing the wonderful performance of Wu's story, Gabor Walker was at a loss: "Dear Wu, this is just a ground building. The real civilization room is built in the rock formation 500 meters below."

"And, according to Professor Li Mo's planning and design, a large amount of food is stored in the civilization room, and there are many chicken legs."

"So, it's me, Meng Lang!" Wu Shishi didn't show any embarrassment on his face: "As punishment, let me tell you "The Man in the Ear" again."