ps: The changes are finally completed... It would be better for old readers not to go back and read the public. Or you can choose to view it on a third-party platform that is not synchronized. The only changes should be to the main site, as you know.
After coming out of the Lihua Hotel, Jiang Chen declined Zhao Chenwu's invitation to stay at the Paradise Island Hotel for free and walked straight to the development bureau in the sixth block.
The inner circle has changed a lot. He remembers that when he came here a few months ago, what impressed him most was only the spider tank with a triangular barrel and the heavily armed soldiers. But now it is the well-dressed pedestrians on the street.
The radioactive dust in the sky is still oppressive, but the entire base has added a different style.
That is prosperity.
Zhao Chenwu's high-end car is no longer a rarity. There are now a lot fewer armored vehicles patrolling the streets, and there are gradually more private cars. Walking along the busiest areas, you can see buildings being expanded everywhere.
Jiang Chen showed the gene ID on the EP to the guard on duty at the door, and walked into the hall.
"Hello sir, may I help you?" A waiter sat at the front desk, turned his pen and looked at Jiang Chen, asking in a professional tone.
"I want to buy some land here to... open a factory." Jiang Chen said casually after flipping through the brochure at the front desk.
Building a factory is a lie. When the time comes, just build a warehouse to fool around with it. The key is to get the 200 square meters of real estate certification.
A bank is about to be established in Sixth Street. 30% of the shares are sold to the public. This big cake is really too tempting.
Just imagine, there may not be more than 20 factories and small workshops in Block 6 now. However, now that per capita wealth has doubled, how many times will the total economic volume have to expand? It is no exaggeration to say that the number 20 will more than fivefold within a year. The birth of banks will undoubtedly accelerate this process.
How many people will be asking for loans by then? Investing in a bank will definitely make you a profit without losing any money.
"Do you want to buy property? You are welcome to invest in Block 6. However, sir, the land in the new industrial zone being developed has been sold. Perhaps you can consider buying it from the owner."
"Sold out? So fast?" Jiang Chen was stunned.
Although I expected that the newly opened land would be somewhat popular, I didn't expect it to sell out so quickly.
He frowned. Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and then continued to ask.
"Are there any ready-made properties for sale? It could be anywhere."
Hearing this, the waiter was stunned. He glanced at Jiang Chen with a strange expression.
"Maybe. But why don't you go to the consignment shop in the market area and ask?"
Jiang Chen: "..."
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Commodities and real estate are basically traded in consignment houses. The form is usually that the seller fills in the sales information, stores the relevant materials or vouchers in the consignment house, and the person who intends to buy gets the order, and then negotiates the price with the seller face to face. After transaction. The buyer only needs to move Yajing to the consignment house and take away the consignment items.
At this moment, Jiang Chen held such a list in his hand, with the words "Sold in store, price negotiable" printed on it.
Jiang Chen stopped in front of a store and looked up and down the store.
Perhaps to save electricity, I saw the words [Prosthetic Leg Boutique] written in black pen on the electronic signboard.
There was a little dust on the wooden windows, and the anti-theft door made of rusty metal shells looked a bit bleak. Jiang Chen raised his hand hesitantly and was about to knock on the door. The door slammed open.
A "small TV" with a square head and a square head jumped out suddenly, so frightened that Jiang Chen almost didn't draw his gun.
The mouth made of metal sheets opened and closed rapidly, and shouted in a high-pitched electronic voice: "Welcome! Dear guest. Our store provides installation of mechanical legs and mechanical prostheses. For the useless people who accidentally have their limbs broken. Tu Ke provides the best service!”
Staring at this robot with a spring connecting its body and head, Jiang Chen's brows twitched. He roughly understood why there were no customers in this store.
The receptionist looks like this, and he screams ghost when someone comes.
Jiang Chen unceremoniously pushed aside the scary-looking tattered robot and stepped into the store.
The room was not very bright, and there was a faint smell of engine oil. Unknown metal utensils and parts were displayed on the walls, but no one could be seen at the front desk.
Jiang Chen looked around. He tentatively shouted, "Ahem, is anyone there?"
No one answered.
no one there? Or are you busy with other things
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Chen walked upstairs along the stairs behind the store.
At the end of the stairs is the attic on the top floor. Chattering to oneself comes from the open door, and the occasional explosion always gives people an ominous feeling.
"Is it a problem with the central processor? Well, no, it should be the engine control component..."
The door was open, and the roof was also open. The room was filled with strange equipment. There was a small astronomical telescope in the corner, and a holographic device that seemed to be a nebula chart. In the center of the room is a cylinder with a radius of about one meter and a height of about two people. The sharp head...
"Rocket!?"
Seemingly disturbed by the surprised sound, the young man who was playing with the screwdriver turned his head and looked at the door.
"That's right! It's a rocket!" He threw the screwdriver aside, rubbed his messy and shiny curly hair, and smiled.
Jiang Chen looked up and down at the two-person firecracker and suddenly laughed out loud.
"Haha, finally someone can see the charm of this thing I designed." However, that person got it wrong. An expression of joy instantly appeared on his face, and he walked toward Jiang Chen with open arms.
Jiang Chen coughed as he calmly avoided the hug, which he obviously hadn't showered in a few days.
"The purpose of my visit this time is-"
"Investment is right, I understand."
"No, you might have mistaken-"
"Shh!" The man suddenly made a stop gesture with a mysterious expression. Then he waved to Jiang Chen, "I'll show you something fun first."
After saying that, the man quickly walked to the corner of the room.
He gave the man a strange look. Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment and then followed.
"The power system is normal, the hydraulic balance system is normal, the fuel tank is normal..." Muttering unclear words, he was seen quickly tapping the buttons on the silicon touch panel, his eyes filled with the name of fanaticism. of light.
Jiang Chen stood behind him and looked at the row of unfamiliar instruments.
"What are you—"
"Light the fire!" The excited roar startled Jiang Chen. All his questions were interrupted.
One hand slammed on a red button.
Woo!
Fire suddenly erupted in the center of the room. Hot flames sprayed onto the base made of unknown metal. The floor began to tremble, and the glass windows let out a shrill wail. The air wave rushed towards the two of them. Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to block the violent air flow, and his face was full of shock through his fingers.
"Damn it. What kind of plane are you doing-"
"It's a rocket! Space, here I come! Haha, launch!" Against the violent airflow, the man tried to stand firm, put his hand on the handle of the device, and then pushed it to the top.
The air pressure increased instantly, and the young man was easily pushed against the wall. Jiang Chen managed to stand firm by relying on his strong body index. Just when he was about to be unable to bear it any longer, he opened the nitrogen shield on his right arm.
The nitrogen shield suddenly unfolded from Jiang Chen's right arm. The nitrogen interfered by the special position quickly formed a compressed circulation, spreading out the violent air flow.
The impact was instantly relieved.
"Thanks, man." The young man barely supported his body. He smiled sheepishly and stood up from the ground.
After turning off the nitrogen armor and glancing at the black shadow that had shot up into the sky, Jiang Chen turned back and glared at the man.
"Are you serious? Launching rockets in the house?" Although what shocked him even more was that future technology would allow rockets to be launched in the house? To what extent are fuel science and materials science advanced
When the man heard this, he laughed. He scratched his chicken coop-like hair randomly.
"It's okay. There's no rule against shooting something into the sky in the Sixth District."
"..." Jiang Chen was speechless.
Patting the messy clothes. The man cleared his throat and then extended his right hand to Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Lin, the owner of the prosthetic leg boutique in the 6th neighborhood."
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and shook his hand, looking at him strangely.
"Prosthetic legs? Can you tell me, is there any necessary connection between prosthetic legs and rockets?"
Jiang Lin smiled sheepishly, stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and said, "My father runs the prosthetic leg shop."
"What now?" Although he asked this, Jiang Chen had already roughly guessed what the situation was.
The son failed to inherit his father's business, put aside the family's property, and started a rocket
"I'm not qualified for that job," he shrugged a little lonely, but then he waved to Jiang Chen with interest, "I'll show you something interesting."
After saying that, Jiang Lin left Jiang Chen behind and quickly walked towards the room again. Jiang Chen stared at his actions blankly, sighed as if giving up, and followed him.
"According to the set program, my Explorer 8 will enter the synchronous orbit at the first cosmic speed. Look!"
I saw Jiang Lin tapping his fingers on the touch pad a few times, and the gorgeous light and shadow began to interweave, converging on the ring-shaped imaging device to create a shocking effect.
"This is our planet." Jiang Lin smiled, opened his arms, embraced the non-existent light and shadow, and turned back to Jiang Chen and raised his eyebrows proudly.
Jiang Chen's pupils dilated, shaking in disbelief.
"Damn it, it's like a fortress..."
Blue and dim.
This was the first time he had overlooked this land. Except for the color, there was almost no difference between this place and that world.
The blue color belongs to the ocean, and the clouds that should have been white have been mixed with unhealthy darkness. The unhealthy colors belong to radioactive dust, chemical dust and industrial waste gas. The soil in the northwest is faintly dark green, and it should belong to some kind of mutated flora. I remember Sun Jiao mentioned before that there seems to be a place called Liantong District in the north. To the south of Baiyue, one can see the penetrating darkness, which is the color of scorched earth.
Because it is in low-Earth orbit and moves synchronously with the earth, all Explorer 8 can see is only the situation in Asia. But come to think of it, that side of the earth shouldn't be much better.
"From various angles, this planet is no longer suitable for human habitation." Although this sentence did not sound optimistic, Jiang Lin's tone was calm.
After speaking, Jiang Lin stretched out his finger and tapped on the touch pad, and the screen's perspective switched instantly.
"Is this here?" Jiang Chen recovered from the shock, stared at the rows of ring-shaped fragments on the holographic screen, and asked aloud.
"Space junk in low-Earth orbit has formed a planetary ring in low-Earth orbit. The battlefield of the Third World War is not just on the ground." Jiang Lin smiled, and then operated on the touch pad to zoom in captured footage from Explorer 8.
"Most of the debris are the remains of space-based weapons, space stations and artificial satellites, as well as orbital attack ships, anti-satellite missiles and the like. The other part is the remains of lunar surface facilities, which were sent to low-Earth orbit by the kinetic energy of the explosion. "
Space-based weapons? Like the rod of God? He suddenly recalled a certain diary he had read.
Looking at the pieces of metal debris, shock was written on his face.
Not because of the brutality of the war. ()