I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 994: Good things picked up under the sea
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It is not impossible to clone people on waste soil, but it is not to be seen where to put it. Especially those clones "produced" from the refuge, it is almost like a plaything on the waste soil. This phenomenon changed somewhat after the NAC came to power, but people's natural discrimination against this unnaturally born life cannot be changed simply by a decree.
The best thing is to separate Lin Ling's "sisters" from the survivors and let a professional caregiver take care of them.
Sun Jiao ’s proposal was approved by Lin Ling ’s hands.
Building a research institute in the backyard next to the villa is a compromise. You do n’t have to be too far away, and you do n’t need to meet every day. Think about it differently. If one wakes up early in the morning and sees someone who looks exactly like him, Jiang Chen asks himself that he can't stand it.
In the end, Jiang Chen adopted Sun Jiao ’s proposal and went to the logistics department the next day to find Lu Huasheng. The old warehouse behind the villa was demolished, and a new building on the foundation of the warehouse can accommodate two thousand people. , A semi-closed research institute with living areas including board and lodging.
Jiang Chen found Wang Qing again and instructed her to recruit a group of trustworthy female employees from the Fishbone Base or the Sixth Block. It is best to be born in a dormant shelter and have experience in nursing, nursery school, etc. Yes, go to Hongcheng and stand by, preparing to recover the number 0002-2000 "Lin Ling" from the T7 shelter.
Wang Qing is careful in her work, and it is quite reassuring for her to do Jiang Chen.
He could n’t keep staring at it. After all, he had to go back to the present world and fly to Moscow.
After telling her the things that need attention repeatedly, Jiang Chen left the community center and ran to Jiang Lin ’s Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology.
When Jiang Chen arrived at the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology, Jiang Lin was not in the office. After asking his secretary, he learned that the chief engineer, who could n’t hold back his own hands, ran to the “basic level” for construction. .
"I'll go to the warehouse to see it later, and these boxes of tea will find a place for him for me, and when he asks, I will say that I gave it to him." Then, Jiang Chen took the bag in his hand Passed it to the secretary.
In Dongting Biluochun, the quality is naturally the best of the best. These things are ordinary things for Jiang Chen, but for the survivors on the waste land, this is a good thing with no price.
After all, not everything can be solved by technology, especially the luxury cultivated by this traditional technology. Even if it is put in front of the station, this kind of pure natural non-polluting good stuff is not something that can be bought casually in the mall.
The secretary quickly took over the bag in Jiang Chen ’s hands, and bowed in gratitude to his leader for thanks. It is not because the things in your hand are precious, but because this is a gift from the Marshal himself.
"Sorry for your embarrassment."
Jiang Chen smiled and waved his hand, said casually.
"It's all right, anyway."
He does n’t lack anything in his life now. He saw something good in the present world, but he bought it but did n’t use it. He habitually threw it into the storage space and brought it to the end of the world to give it away. . These human feelings that can only be regarded as Xiao En Xiaohui in his eyes, in the eyes of the subordinates, are a gift that can be used as a family heirloom.
After leaving the office, Jiang Chen walked toward the warehouse in the backyard of the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology.
Unlike the star trade in the world, the Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute is the lowest security scientific research institution for fish bone bases. Even the gate of the research institute does not even have access control, anyone can enter and leave at will ... although there are generally no people Go here.
It ’s easy to understand that such a situation will appear. On this wasteland, aerospace technology is probably the least valuable technology. All aerospace technologies from the 22nd century onwards were developed based on space elevators. Looking at it now, building a space elevator on this wasteland is not impossible, and there is absolutely no point in doing so.
Including the inside of NAC, most people regard this aerospace science and technology institute as a marshal's personal hobby, just like the department specializing in game development, no one really likes to develop aerospace technology. If it were not the chief designer Jiang Lin who was occasionally involved in the updating of mechanical exoskeleton technology, this institute may have no last sense of presence in the entire fish bone base.
Jiang Chen knows this too, but he does n’t have much control.
After all, it ’s better to have a low sense of existence in this department. Anyway, the stuff that comes out is mainly exported to the current world, and the end of the world ca n’t be used.
When Jiang Chen arrived at the warehouse, Jiang Lin was leading his right researcher in front of a strangely shaped wreck.
He also rarely saw an acquaintance here, and saw Wu Yuezheng standing next to Jiang Lin at the Beluga Whale Research Station. He looked at several researchers with instruments and fiddled with the wreckage with interest. Because he had nothing to do, Jiang Chen at the door of the warehouse was discovered for the first time.
"Yo, what wind is blowing you?" Wu Yue's eyes lit up and he greeted him with a smile.
Jiang Chen and Jiang Lin greeted each other, indicating that they didn't care about their side, and then looked at Wu Yue and greeted with a smile.
"I also want to ask you this, do n’t you want to sign a business on the sixth block?"
"Haha, is n’t it just the beginning of spring. The caravans are rushing to the inland, which is a low season for those of us who run escorts. After the inland money is almost made, it is almost winter. They will think about walking to Dongying, Baiyue, or farther away. "Wu Yue said with a smile, patting the wreckage of this aircraft like some kind of aircraft next to him," Anyway, it is also idle. This is not , It happened that we found this thing while cruising in the Western Pacific. I guess you might be interested in it, this is not what you want. "
At this time, Jiang Lin lost the tool in his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and walked towards Jiang Chen.
"The Flying Shuttle 07 engine, a product of the Pan Asia Aerospace Group. From the fragments on the interface, it should be on the Hailong ... If I remember correctly, this Hailong is a transport ship to and from Mars, this thing Can be picked up by you, and your luck is too good. "
"Have you seen?" Wu Yue asked with raised eyebrows, watching Jiang Lin with interest.
Because of work needs, the two often contact each other, and they still know some details. For example, Jiang Lin is a native wasteman who was born in the post-war period. Wu Yue is still very clear about this.
"I saw it on video." Jiang Lin shrugged.
"This engine ... is used to and from Mars?" When the two were talking, Jiang Chen had walked to the edge of the engine with interest, and reached out and knocked on the titanium alloy casing.
It was really dozing off to send pillows. Star Ring Trade was worried about how to design the spacecraft to and from Mars. Wu Yue sent a big gift to himself.
“It ’s the wreckage of the engine,” Jiang Lin emphasized, “It ’s no problem to restore the technology in this wreckage, but it ’s not enough to build an aircraft outside the Earth-Moon system. The aircraft is in trouble. "
It ’s better to be able to restore the technology, it is better to run the long-distance transportation with the engine of a small aircraft. With this engine, it should be no problem to design a colonial ship that can go to Mars before the end of 19 years.
"Open a price." Jiang Chen looked at Wu Yue.
"Still the old rules, we will charge a salvage fee, 20,000 credit points." Wu Yue said with a smile.
"Deal." Jiang Chen took out a graphene card from his pocket and swiped it on Wu Yue ’s EP, and 20,000 credit points were directly transferred to the bank account registered by the Beluga Whale Station .
Looking at the beating figures in the EP, Wu Yue couldn't help but talk.
Twenty thousand credit points are already quite an expensive foreign exchange income for the Beluga Whale Station. Commodities in the sixth block are put on sale at the Beluga Whale Research Station, especially those canned beef and pork, which cannot be grown on subsea farms. As for those steel, aluminum, and even rare earth materials, it goes without saying that he has to purchase a large number of them back quarterly.
For him, this 10,000 credit points is simply too easy.
And this is exactly Jiang Chen's purpose.
He is not afraid that the people at these beluga whale stations make money from himself. Only if they earn money from themselves, they would do everything possible to go to the Pacific Ocean to salvage those good things to bring him over. These things are just a pile of scrap iron in the hands of others, but in his hands, it is a good thing that can't be exchanged for canned noodles! (To be continued.)