Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"Mars Port, where the galactic dream begins ... what? What are the bells and whistles of the people in this city hall?"

Sitting at his desk, Gong Tianwen murmured, swiping his index finger across the holographic screen in front of him, and swept the latest issue of "Tiangong Daily" into the trash, but the content of the newspaper kept him for a long time. Can't leave behind.

Where the galactic dream begins ...

I have to say that for a native Martian, this sentence is quite fascinating.

In this report, kicked off, in view of the breakthrough of superluminal technology and the completion of the first phase of the space elevator project, the shipping demand on Mars is gradually expanding, and the old space facilities are not enough to meet people's needs. New development plan for Mars Port.

The plan was announced by the new mayor Xiao Hong, and the city hall authorities will spend 100 billion credits to build a larger space port on the orbit around Mars.

The port will no longer only serve as a transit point for shipping, but will also serve as an orbital residence integrating production and life.

As a Martian who deeply loves his hometown, no one is more eager for him to become more prosperous than ever before.

Even if most people would say so, compared to the pleasant scenery on Earth, although the environment on Mars is a bit worse, it is outside the dome of Tiangong City.

For the world inside the dome, this is a paradise that most earth people who have never been to space can never imagine.

Unlike Guanghan City, which has been forgotten for half a century, the colonies on Mars have been developed by generations of colonists because of the transfer of light and heavy industries and mining industries. Not the same.

Because of the need for realistic survival, people living here are constantly improving the colonial life support facilities to expand the living space, so that the bricks and tiles here are all crystallization of technology. It is no exaggeration to say that even if a floor tile is buckled from the ground, it contains the top wisdom of the entire human civilization.

Gong Tianwen is a native Martian. Although he heard that there are vast forests and seas on the earth, and countless ancient wonders, he does not yearn for them.

As a descendant of the first colonists, as a "Laotian Gong citizen", he has always been extremely proud of his identity.

They are descendants of explorers

And his enterprise is a spaceship component production plant that produces parts for explorers.

In addition to the pride of being a Martian, the port of Mars described in this news gave him huge business opportunities.

The only thing that worried him was that the mayor's style of speaking and doing things did not seem very reliable.

Can this Mars port really be built within his tenure?

Gong Tianwen was a bit skeptical.

As usual, after reading the morning news, he opened the holographic intelligent office system on his desk and started to handle today's work with the assistance of business ai.

Just when he was just about to sign a document, his assistant ai floated from his desk.

"Boss, a visitor outside wants to visit you."

Visitors?

Who will be this early morning?

With such thoughts in mind, Gong Tianwen said casually.

"Let him come in."

The holographic image suspended by the desk disappeared, and the office door opened quickly.

Not long afterwards, a man in a suit and leather walked in from outside with a steady pace.

"Hello, respected Chairman Gong, I am the manager of the Nanmen Second Colonial Exploration Foundation. Here is my business card."

Nanmen Second Colonial Exploration Foundation?

The moment he heard the name, Gong Tianwen frowned, and the first impression of the person in front of him suddenly fell a little.

the reason is simple.

In his view, these funds targeting extrasolar galaxies are basically a large-scale Ponzi scheme, through a beautiful land voucher card and a beautiful and unrealistic lies and empty checks, from the hands of ordinary people Deceive credit points.

Of course, this is the most hateful thing.

These deceptive scammers are usually miserly people who are accustomed to the white glove of the empty glove. When they talk about business, they like to talk about it. When they want to sign a contract, they care about him.

Gong Tianwen has met many people who run similar fund companies, hoping to reach a "strategic cooperation" with his factory through the exchange of equity or "waste paper", and even throw out the bait that helped him to be listed on the earth.

However, he always scoffed at these ridiculous proposals.

You can buy his factory or the parts he produces, but please take out the real gold and silver that you can see. As for the rest, he didn't want to say a surplus word except for a rolling word.

"Mr. Gladstone?"

After glancing at the business card hologram in his hand, Gong Tianwen dragged it into the address book, and then cast a glance at the man in front of him, "Welcome to our company ... I heard my secretary say, you have The business is going to talk to me? Can you tell me the specific business? "

When he said this, he had unconsciously shifted his gaze to the clock in the corner of the sight.

He had made up his mind, and the moment this guy showed the same intentions as the scammers, he used the shortest time to get him out of his office.

However, the first sentence that Mr. Gladstone said was beyond Gong Tianwen's expectations.

"I want to build a boat."

"Shipbuilding?" Gong Tianwen frowned slightly, staring at the man in suit and leather shoes in front of him, and continued, "Did you come to the wrong place? We don't produce starships, we only produce--"

"Is the starship's accessories correct?" A black card was taken out of his arms, and the man in a suit and leather handed it gently to Gong Tianwen. "Normally, we would contact the shipyard directly, but Our needs are special ... Can you make this thing out? "

"I see."

After accepting the black memory card, Gong Tianwen showed a serious look on his face, extended his finger and clicked on it.

Soon, a light blue holographic image was projected in front of him.

When he saw the parameters on the drawing, his eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he couldn't help saying with a spit.

"Five-kilometer-long keel ... are you going to make the sky mothership empty?"

Although he is not a professional engineer, he has worked in this industry for so many years. Even if he has n’t been cooking, he has seen how pork looks like.

He also heard for the first time that a civilian starship used such a long keel.

Gladstone smiled slightly and continued with a very soft voice.

"You only need to answer if you can make it. If you can, I will place an order now. If not, I will look elsewhere."

Hearing this sentence, Gong Tianwen slightly raised his chin, his face showing a proud look.

"As long as there are drawings and materials, there is nothing that we can't make! But this kind of thing is a bit large. Storage costs and labor costs are not cheap, and if you break the contract, we can only sell it as scrap iron ... … So the deposit may be more expensive, you may have to pay 50% of the total price. "

"no problem."

Contrary to Gong Tianwen's expectations, the alien with a hooked nose had no meaning in bargaining, and he agreed so readily.

"Where is the contract? As long as you make sure that the order can be completed within the specified time, I can pay the deposit now."

Looking at him froze, Gong Tianwen swallowed and twitched his forefinger gently on the desk.

"The contract is ready ... you, please wait."

After accepting the electronic contract, the foreigner just hurriedly glanced at it, then signed his name, and paid a deposit of 5 billion credit points.

It's as if this is not a tens of billions worth of business, but a pack of cigarettes bought in a supermarket downstairs.

Looking at the order worth tens of billions of credit points in his hand, Gong Tianwen felt that his hands were shaking, and his whole body was filled with unreal feelings.

He didn't recover from the dull expression until he pinched himself and confirmed that it was not a dream.

"Crazy ..."

Seeing that the door of the office had been closed in front of him, he swallowed and sighed, and it took a while to suppress the beating heart.

That's all for 10 billion orders ...

This world is too crazy.

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