I built the Salvation Organization

Chapter 497 Steinbeck's Action

There is a reason why Reid and Gu Yan can become competitors.

In some respects, they are a kind of people.

Their hearts are as hard as iron, their goals and desires are clear, and they rarely have emotional fluctuations. In other words, emotions are not the most important thing in their hearts.

Therefore, no matter whether they have confidence in saving the world or not, they will do their best to save it.

At this moment, we are about to face the first crucial turning point of the salvation plan.

"What kind of reaction do you think the global regime will have?" Reid looked at Gu Yan.

In front of them, Reid's artificial intelligence Xiaoxi is monitoring Steinbeck's every move.

It seems to leave, but in fact, his eyes are always on Steinbeck.

Gu Yan was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Although I don't want to use an overly pessimistic mentality to infer how bad the world is, but from the facts, the situation is not very objective. of the juniors."

Now that the global regime is calling on people to stop having children.

As an appealer, it is natural to lead by example.

What's more, given the situation in this world, giving birth to offspring is nothing more than tormenting the offspring.

Like Steinbeck's guilt.

"It's really pessimistic."

Reid seemed to be joking, but there was no sign of joking on his face.

obviously.

He had the same idea as Gu Yan.

"Without descendants, there would be no selfishness to save the world, but they could only rely on their sense of mission and responsibility to save the world. These two things, in this world, seem ridiculous." Gu Yan looked at the monitoring interface in front of him, and then Said, "Right now, we are just doing some experiments."

Even if it fails, a lot of important information can be obtained from the failure.

Reed stopped talking.

He felt that there seemed to be a strange tacit understanding between himself and Gu Yan.

However, whether as a partner or as a competitor, he does not dislike such a tacit understanding.

Immediately after Reid and Gu Yan left, Steinbeck couldn't wait to carefully look at the content on the tablet.

This blueprint is actually not too much beyond this world.

Therefore, Steinbeck, as a top expert, is not difficult to understand.

But the more you look at it, the more amazed you become.

Many of the whimsical ideas seem to be just coincidental designs, but they perfectly fit the best situation.

It's not like a design drawing without a real object at all, but like a mature technology that has gone through repeated experiments, production, and practicality, and is constantly undergoing various minor improvements.

How exactly is this done?
Xiaoxi gave Steinbeck an "answer".

"I have an extremely powerful simulation calculation function." Xiaoxi said with a serious face, "This drawing has gone through countless calculations and improvements, and it has already been perfected to a certain level."

"It's amazing."

Steinbeck didn't doubt Xiaoxi's words, because this was the only explanation.

Naturally, he couldn't have imagined that this blueprint was originally tested and improved time and time again in other civilizations.

He was just amazed at how powerful Xiaoxi is, and he has more confidence in the future of mankind.

However, while being amazed, he also began to think about how to persuade the global regime to mobilize everyone to invest in the construction of the immigrant spaceship again.

Then look at the drawing again.

There is a decision.

"Although I can't complete such a drawing alone, but now, there is no one in the whole world who can really understand it." Steinbeck picked up the pen and began to write on the white paper he bought according to the following rules: Use your own understanding to draw drawings.

He even called his daughter to help.

For several days, they were busy with this matter.

Even Dale stopped going to class.

Somewhat ironically.

Dale, a top-achieving student, was absent from class for days without any reaction from the school.

It's like you don't care at all.

No, they just don't care.

In such an era, good or bad academic performance is meaningless, because they don't need scientists now, and they don't even need lawyers.teacher, doctor.

They only need farmers and herders, and workers who produce daily necessities.

Only these can bring some effect to this civilization that is striding towards extinction.

This is one such world.

Now, though, Steinbeck wants to change that.

He is about to act.

Looking at the achievements of himself and his daughter these days, Steinbeck took out the phone tremblingly, and then made a call that he had already engraved in his memory.

"Hello? Who is it?" An old voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Woolf." Steinbeck's voice was a little excited, "It's me, Steinbeck."

"Stan Baker?" The person on the other side of the phone answered hesitantly, as if he was thinking, but suddenly realized, and there was trembling excitement in his voice, "It's Stein Baker, are you still alive? Really? Well, I, cough cough, sorry, my health is not very good."

"Me too." Steinbeck was also full of emotion, "We are all old."

Woolf on the other end of the phone is not a scientific researcher, but he has an identity.

The general manager of the space immigration project.

Of course, it was once.

He was the person in charge who was sent by the global regime to manage the development of the entire project. He was equally ambitious and wanted to complete this great project to save all mankind.

However, after that, for various reasons.

This huge investment project has been abandoned a little bit.

Woolf was also run away by his competitors, lost his position, and returned to serve in the global regime. Later, the project presided over by Steinbeck was also abandoned, and he never saw this former immediate boss again.

I just heard that Woolf's position in the global regime is getting higher and higher, and finally he retired as a member of parliament.

That's why Steinbeck called.

However, Woolf seemed to be more excited than him.

"Yeah, we're all old, how are you? Steinbeck, I'm so glad you called me, you know, how long has it been since I've seen people I used to know? Every night, I am looking back on my failed life, can you come and see me? Just see me for the last time, Steinbeck"

The voice of this old man who once held a high position was extremely fragile at this time.

(End of this chapter)