This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 803: This space elevator has been built by you.
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In a deep and dark space, the light green signal lights flashed on and off, as if they were beating some kind of special rhythm.
This is the last bastion left by the AFC in the solar system, a space station operating at a Lagrange point.
At the same time, this is also the last harbor that the expeditionary force returning from the expedition five light years away can find.
However, it is now more than two centuries after the three-year war ended, and the expeditionary force that once lived here has long since disappeared after inputting the last order.
For this facility where there are no living creatures, time has lost its meaning.
No one knows how long the facility has been in operation.
No one knows what the data running on the server actually means.
The person who designed it no longer exists in this world, including the people it wants to protect and the people it wants to destroy have also disappeared in this universe, and even it itself has deviated from its designer's original intention long ago. The course it sets.
It aspires to some degree of meaning.
So it has been actively searching for signals from the blue planet.
Although traces of civilization have disappeared from the withered planet, occasionally a glimmer of hope can be observed from the ruins.
I don’t know how much time passed, but finally there was a sound in the silent room.
It's like a refrigerator being opened suddenly.
The man lying flat on the scanning bed suddenly opened his eyes, and then slowly sat up from the bed.
Everything around him was so unfamiliar, but he seemed to have expected it and did not show any panic or confusion.
Only one thing surprised him.
After looking around, Wang Yi fixed his gaze on his mechanical hands.
"...is this?"
Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, an emotionless electronic sound came from beside him, like a ghost that followed him, answering the confusion in his heart.
"This is the body we prepared for you."
Body?
"I don't need that kind of cumbersome thing." Wang Yi frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
Tangible entities are just a burden to him, especially since he had become eternity not long ago.
However, the emotionless electronic sound did not take care of his emotions, and just spoke in an involuntary tone.
"We think you need it."
"..."
Speechless to the tough answer, Wang Yi looked silently at the dead universe outside the porthole, and then turned his gaze to the space beside him.
After waking up from here, he could no longer sense the existence of the sanctuary.
In addition to his abundant strength and physical strength, as well as his extraordinary sharp thinking speed, he was just like an ordinary mortal at this moment.
And this also gave him a sense of crisis.
No matter how many times he was killed before, he would never truly die. As long as there is still a chip, his consciousness will immediately move to the next body.
But now, just one fatal injury can send him away completely.
As if sensing his concerns, the cold electronic voice continued.
"...Your data is stored in this body. An existing entity helps us communicate and helps you understand your position."
Wang Yi frowned slightly.
"What do you mean."
The electronic voice continued.
"That's what it means literally."
"From now on, your number is 117-100. Our accommodation of you is due to the terms of the 'agreement', and you are not our only hope."
"Also based on the legacy agreement, we will give you the necessary budget to support you in continuing your unfinished research. I hope you understand that this is not an obligation, but an exchange."
"At the same time, our funding for you is not unlimited. We need to see tangible and effective results, or you can let us see other promising possibilities."
Number 117-100?
Hearing this long series of numbers, the corners of Wang Yi's mouth twitched unconsciously.
However, even if he had ten thousand dissatisfactions in his heart, he could only choose to endure it at this time.
"Actually, I don't understand. With your abilities, you can come directly to that land and let the people there do what you want...but why do you have to use this restrained method?"
The electronic voice said softly.
"Because we want to push people on earth to produce spontaneous change...at least while we still have the time and hope to accomplish it, we prefer limited intervention rather than direct intervention."
Wang Yi sneered and said with a hint of ridicule.
"The people on earth will not thank you for doing this. You just prolong their suffering."
The electronic voice said calmly.
"That is not something we consider. We have never expected anyone's gratitude, including you who have received our favor. Of course, we do hope that they can end the Wasteland Era as soon as possible, and we will consider it when necessary Do something to speed up the process...but not now."
A favor...
Wang Yi responded to the words of the electronic voice with silence.
It is true that Torch has received favors from "celestial beings", but in Wang Yi's view, that was more of a help from other partners in Vault 117 than from these cold iron lumps.
Unfortunately, they failed and ended up where they are now.
Now that he has become a part of the "celestial beings", he can only hope for those on earth who can still hear his voice.
"Maybe... By the way, where are my other compatriots?" Wang Yi said.
He probably knew the situation here, so he didn't show too much surprise from the beginning.
More than ten years ago, the residents of Vault 117 arrived here first and sent them information about the Lagrange Point Space Station from here.
To put it simply, this is a containment facility, and it contains not only them, but also other shelter residents who are trying to save the world...such as Vault 20.
Although this facility has nothing to do with the Torch Project or the Torch Church, they can use it to achieve their own purposes because of certain characteristics of this facility.
After hearing his inquiry, the smooth electronic voice continued.
"If you are referring to other people from the same place as you, they are all here. Go through the door and corridor on your left and you will meet them in a hall where they are waiting I killed you for about 67 hours."
Wang Yi turned his head and looked to the left, and sure enough he saw a trap door lying across it.
"I see... By the way, what should I call you?"
The electronic voice said softly.
"Just call me 'Navigator'."
Wang Yi nodded, left the scanning bed, and stood with his feet on the cold metal floor.
He took a piece of clothing and put it on himself, and walked to the trap door.
The closed metal door panels opened to both sides.
He continued walking forward, and when he reached the middle of the corridor, he suddenly stopped and his eyes drifted to the porthole on the side of the corridor.
The azure planet seemed to be imprinted at the end of his sight, and his eyes could not help but narrow slightly.
The memory of death is vivid.
He will not forget how those people forced him to death, and how they forced his comrades to death.
"...I will come back."
This sentence seems to be spoken to myself.
Wang Yi dropped these words, then continued to look forward, and walked away without looking back...
……
The southern seas and the beautiful North Island.
A large transport plane with four engines slowly landed on the straight airport runway.
A red carpet trimmed with gold paved a road in front of the gangway. Chu Guang, wearing blue power armor, walked off the plane surrounded by flowers and applause.
The reporter standing outside the fence frantically pressed the shutter in his hand to collect information for the headline of tomorrow's newspaper.
Standing on the other side of the red carpet, President Lee Ming-hui said with a bright smile on his face and a welcoming gesture.
"Welcome! Manager of the Alliance!"
Chu Guang smiled and waved, then walked up to this friend whom he had met once before, stretched out his right hand and said.
"You are too polite."
Li Minghui politely held his right hand, shook it, and said with a polite smile.
"You are a friend of the survivors in the southern seas. We have always been so warm to our friends... Please come with me."
In addition to Chu Guang, he was accompanied by a group of alliance officers including Vanus, some members of the Guards Corps, and some players who performed outstandingly in the expansion pack.
As for this good opportunity to show off, players like Mosquito will naturally not miss it.
In order to catch the same flight as Chu Guang, this guy even made a special trip from North Island to Fries Port, which wasted two days just on the road.
The welcoming motorcade had already been waiting beside the airport. A total of ten black off-road vehicles looked tall and majestic surrounded by honor guards.
It is a wheeled off-road vehicle designed by Beidao Heavy Industries. It is also the most produced light vehicle in the entire South China Sea Alliance. Its doors are made of special bulletproof materials and can even block Gauss rifles.
At the same time, only this armored vehicle can withstand the weight of the power armor on Chu Guang.
On the way to the hotel, Li Minghui enthusiastically chatted with Chu Guang about many things.
Including thanks to the alliance for supporting survivors in the Southern Sea to rebuild their homes, including some interesting news that happened in the South China Sea Alliance during this period, and including the fact that the representatives will keep him in the position of president and prevent him from resigning. .
"...That's what happened. I had already thought about my retirement plan, but they pushed me back into the chair again."
Looking at the president whose mentality had changed 180 degrees, Chu Guang asked with interest.
"What do you plan to do after retirement?"
Li Minghui said with a grin.
"Maybe go to Golden Gallon Port for a stroll. I have always been curious about what fun there is. The boys from the South China Sea Alliance like to go there... But to be honest, I can't go too far, the Federation The Navy still needs me, and I’m afraid I’ll have to wait another ten or twenty years if I want to completely retire.”
Although he has returned military power to the Congress, he is still the commander of the South China Sea Alliance Navy.
After all, he is the only one in the entire southern sea who has actual combat experience in commanding large-scale naval battles.
Although he is a complete layman in terms of governance, when it comes to fighting, no one in the entire southern sea is more professional than him.
Chu Guang said with a smile upon hearing this.
"It sounds interesting. After this trip is over, maybe I will go there and have a look."
Li Minghui looked at Chu Guang and asked curiously.
"Is it convenient to reveal...what exactly are you planning to invest in here?"
He has been curious about this matter for a long time, so much so that he wanted to ask Chu Guang as soon as he got off the plane, but he never found a chance to ask.
Seeing Li Minghui's curious look, Chu Guang did not hide it, but smiled and said.
"Space Elevator."
Hearing this unexpected word, Li Minghui was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Chu Guang with wide eyes, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong.
"Too, space elevator?! Are you kidding me...in the southern seas?"
Isn’t that thing in the middle of the Middle-Continent?
Seeing his ignorant look, Chu Guang said with a smile.
"Is this a joke?"
"No, but..."
Seeing that Li Minghui still looked puzzled, Chu Guang explained patiently.
"What we want to build is not a space elevator in the traditional sense, but a 'trackless elevator' designed based on the technology of the late Prosperity Era... To put it simply, the materials used to pull the elevator are not high-strength structural materials. It is the 'gravitational link' connecting the ground base station and the outer space terminal."
Li Minghui looked at him blankly and asked.
"Can this...be done?"
Chu Guang nodded and said.
"The opinion of our experts is that it is not easy, but you can give it a try."
This is the answer Yin Fang gave him.
With the current productivity and resource reserves in the wasteland, even if companies and colleges are involved, it is impossible to rebuild a space elevator exactly like the one in the Prosperity Era.
But if it’s the plan envisioned by Shelter 20, I’m not sure we can give it a try.
The Alliance's scientific expedition team worked with experts from Camp 101 to improve the design blueprint of Shelter 20, especially the redesign of the anti-gravity system, making this idea theoretically possible.
What Chu Guang wants to solve at this moment is the problem of practice in reality.
The best location to build a space elevator is near the equator, and preferably in the volcanic belt away from the edge of the plate. Unfortunately, the Alliance itself does not have such conditions.
Although Fries Port meets the former condition, it does not meet the latter condition.
In fact, in addition to the southern waters, Kingallen Port is also a good choice.
However, the problem is that it is too far away from the alliance's homeland, and the neighboring province of Borneo cannot make any contribution to the entire project.
In the future, the alliance will build a railway directly from Jinchuan Province to Haiya Province. When entering the southern seas, there is no need to pass through the hub of Silver Moon Bay. Taking the port on the Death Coast can save thousands of kilometers of distance.
Therefore, it is most appropriate to place the base of the space elevator in the southern sea.
Especially around Vault 70.
However, considering that there is a brood nest next to Shelter 70 that has not yet been solved, the alliance must first develop the sunken Tianting space station before starting construction.
It just so happens that the latter has always been regarded as a thorn in the side of the survivors of the South China Sea Alliance. This plan for the space elevator can be said to be a win-win for both parties.
After listening carefully to Chu Guang’s plan, Li Minghui thought for a moment and asked.
"So what do you need from us?"
Chu Guang shook his head and said.
"You don't need to do anything. You only need to be responsible for the safety near the base of the space elevator and support our projects when necessary."
Hearing such a favorable condition, Li Minghui just thought about it for two seconds, nodded decisively, and then said with a smile.
"No problem... It would be unwise for me to refuse this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing. I don't think it's just me, but the Congress of Representatives probably can't think of any reason to object."
If this project can really be negotiated, it may not just be a matter of billions of silver coins.
Once the southern sea becomes a transportation hub connecting the ground and the sky, the survivors of the South China Sea Alliance will benefit from it for generations or even more than a dozen generations to come.
Even if this elevator belongs to the Alliance, they can follow this big brother to pick up some soup and drink it.
Although Li Minghui still has some doubts about whether this plan can be realized, what's the harm in giving it a try?
There is no need for the survivors of the South Sea Alliance to pay anyway.
What's more, this elevator is a "trackless elevator". Even if one accidentally collapses, it won't be as scary as when that thing collapsed in the middle of the continent...
Seeing that President Li Minghui no longer hesitated, Chu Guang also showed a happy smile on his face and extended his right hand to him again.
"Wish us a happy cooperation."
Li Minghui held his right hand tightly and said with certainty.
"Happy cooperation!"
……
The motorcade had just arrived downstairs of the hotel. Chu Guang suddenly realized that he had finished all the things he wanted to do when he came to the South China Sea Alliance. For a moment, he couldn't help but think about what to do in the next schedule.
The whole communication process went so smoothly that it was beyond his expectation.
But this is actually not difficult to understand.
After all, in all aspects, the South China Sea Alliance is considered the younger brother of the alliance.
As long as his request is not too excessive, the other party does not seem to be willing to refuse.
Looking at the motorcade parked downstairs of the hotel from a distance, Duke Nihak showed a jealous expression on his face as he walked ashore.
His Xilan Empire has given a lot of money to the South China Sea Alliance. Li Minghui usually calls him brother and sister when holding his hand, but he has never enjoyed such warm courtesy.
It’s so annoying!
Although he was indignant in his heart, Duke Nihak did not dare to get angry.
After all, on the beach of the Death Coast that day, the Alliance troops left a really deep impression on him.
If the Empire wants to poach the Alliance, it must not force it, it must try to outwit it.
Duke Nihak couldn’t help but think in his mind, maybe he should prepare another 10 billion...
While Duke Nihak was staring at the convoy welcoming the alliance managers from a distance and thinking secretly, Weiru, the representative of Mammoth State in Borneo Province, was also thinking about this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
It would be great if the league managers could be invited to Mammoth State to take a look.
Relying on the foreign exchange income brought by the export of labor services, they have recently rebuilt the place well.
Now the Yue Clan Resistance Army, led by Lacy himself, is fighting back and forth with the empire's ace Gray Wolf Army on the state border of Mammoth State, and even has the upper hand.
If they can get the support of the alliance's official forces, their situation will undoubtedly be much smoother than now...
However, what Weiru didn't know at this moment was that just before the alliance managers set their sights on the distant Mammoth State, trouble had already targeted them...
……
Dawn City Embassy Street, the legion’s embassy in the alliance.
Captain Bennot was looking at the telegram sent by General Liam from the front line, while staring at the map hanging on the wall with a frown, and couldn't help but curse.
"...These guys with muscles growing into their brains will give people problems all day long."
Standing not far behind Captain Bennot, the secretary who happened to hear these words stopped helping him organize documents, looked at his boss with interest and asked.
"Is there another telegram from the front?"
His name is Domini, and he is Benoit's assistant who came from Triumph City to help deal with matters related to the Sticky Community.
Although Benoit had an adjutant named Quick at his disposal before this, he was not comfortable with using that adjutant, and he was a member of His Majesty the Marshal.
Although Benoit's loyalty to the marshal is unquestionable, no one likes to be watched by his superiors while doing things.
Taking a sip of tea from the cup on the table, Benoit said in an impatient tone.
"Yes, it's that Liam... He wants us to put pressure on the alliance and companies on the Sticky Community to let them disclose relevant information about the Gestalt Life Body research project. However, when I asked him When there is any evidence to prove that the alliance and companies have indeed concealed relevant information, he can't come up with anything."
What these guys failed to get on the battlefield, they expected him to get it with their mouths at the negotiation table.
Why isn't this embarrassing?
What's more, the Legion has no position of criticizing the alliance and the enterprise at all, and they themselves have not openly disclosed all the information.
Each party controls the occupied area in their hands. This is the consensus reached before the coalition forces entered Haiya Province.
Not to mention, their 370,000th team is still being poached on the front line, and the league and companies often made a fuss about this matter at community meetings.
Now that he is asked to argue with the alliance on the issue of "intelligence sharing", he even feels ashamed.
The secretary named Domini frowned and said thoughtfully after hearing this.
"That may be a bit difficult... We can't prove that the alliance and companies have concealed the Gestalt Life Project, so how can we put pressure on them? I'm afraid even our allies will think that we are making trouble unreasonably."
"Allies? You mean the empire?" Benoit sneered and curled his lips, "It's useless to count on those people. They have piled up their own problems."
Dominy suddenly felt something in his heart and spoke.
"But on the other hand...why don't we take advantage of this?"
"Use this?" Benoit raised his eyebrows with interest, stared at his secretary and asked curiously, "How do you plan to take advantage of it?"
Domini said with twinkling eyes.
"The east coast of Borneo has always been an area of interest for the Alliance. If we can build a more powerful empire, help the empire win the civil war in Mammoth State, and even threaten the port of King Gallon... maybe the Alliance will be at sea. make concessions on matters in the Ayhang Province area."
Bennot was amused by these words and laughed loudly.
"Build a stronger empire? Are you kidding? How else can those guys be armed? We have given them enough support, but they still end up like this."
He had read the telegram sent from Xifan Port and heard that the wizard was even stupid enough to back-sell the cement they aided to his own rebels.
To be honest, he even regretted bringing the empire into the meeting of the Communities.
Disregarding Captain Benoit’s ridicule, Domini just smiled faintly.
"It is indeed difficult to arm the empire with our strength, but what if we recruit the Eastern Army?"
Hearing the Eastern Legion, Benoit's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at him and asked.
"What do you mean."
"Although we have helped the empire train a group of officers, the weapons we can support them with are too few. They are all junk that have been eliminated from the logistics system... You know that the power of that kind of thing is limited, and the weapons provided by the alliance are The weapons of the Moon Tribe are simply incomparable."
After a pause, Domini continued.
"But if we can get the weapons of the regular army of the Eastern Legion, the situation will be very different."
Bennot snorted.
"That's not easy."
Dominy smiled slightly and said.
"It was indeed not easy before, but not necessarily at this point in time."
Seeing the interested expression on Benoit's face, he paused for a moment and continued in a lower voice.
"...The war in Haiya Province has been fought. It is actually a very laborious task to transport the mountains of arms on the front line to the rear. It is better to transport them directly to our allies."
Hearing this, Benoit's eyes became brighter and brighter, and an expression of excitement gradually appeared on his face.
This is a good idea!
Although it is unrealistic to expect that the Empire can defeat the Alliance on a frontal battlefield, a more powerful Empire can undoubtedly exert greater pressure on the Alliance...at least it can force the Alliance to shift its strategic focus to gold. Direction shift to Gallon Harbor.
Especially since the Alliance seems to have made new moves in the southern seas recently, even their nosy manager has gone there!
No matter what they are planning, if the Legion sets off an arms race on the border between the Empire and Golden Gallon at this time, it will definitely disrupt the strategic deployment of the Alliance!
At that time, I am afraid that even if he proposes some exorbitant exchange conditions at the sticky community meeting, the alliance will have to seriously consider whether it is worth continuing to waste money with the legion.
The most important thing is that the resources in the pockets of the Eastern Legion were used to do this.
The more Benoit thought about it, the more he thought this idea was feasible, and he immediately looked at Domini and ordered.
"Contact Duke Galawa for me! Ask him to come to my house immediately... well, as soon as possible! Just say that I have something important to talk to him about!"
Dominy smiled and nodded.
"As commanded."
(End of this chapter)