Black Technology Brings Humanity to Upgrade Civilization

"What about artificial intelligence driving?"

"Don't make trouble..." Guo Yi looked at the innocent He Zhijun, and laughed, "Tell me, how many kinds of accidents will happen when space battleships are driving in the universe?

You don't know it, and neither do I.

So, if there is no corresponding solution, how will artificial intelligence deal with it? "

"..."

"Man, whether you want to build a moon city or a space colony, give it to me!"

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Guo Yi continued: "And he is a person with excellent physical fitness and a high level of education!

Not to mention manual workers, there is a full-coverage exoskeleton armor, no hands or feet, as long as they are willing to endure hardships, they can do it.

But the pilots of the space transport ship, the pilots of the large engineering mechs, you need to arrange and reserve these in advance. "

Elder Zhou nodded and continued to ask: "Except for people?

What are you missing?

What about supplies?

Are there any difficulties with technology? "

Guo Yi shrugged: "Whether it is a lunar city or a space colony, in fact, many of their technologies are related to space battleships, so technically speaking, there are not too many difficulties.

As for related materials...

Mr. Zhou, do you think ordinary stainless steel can be used in space? "

"..."

"I really admire you guys!" Guo Yi patted the document, looked at the people who were silent again, and said helplessly: "Moon city, space colony, all of you can plan these things.

Now it's a Gundam, not a space battleship.

If we want to build a moon city, let's do it in a sneaky way, let's give it 500 more years! "

Elder Zhou nodded in agreement, and then said to Guo Yi and Gao Linlin: "If you need any supplies, you can list them for me.

After that, I will trouble you to submit these matters, and I will not run around.

The body can't take it! "

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhou looked at He Zhijun and Lao Huang: "Do you have anything else to do?"

He Zhijun and Lao Huang shook their heads: "No."

Crew training has begun, and logistics has begun.

Therefore, for He Zhijun and Lao Huang, as long as they support Guo Yi well, they can be an instructor.

You don't have to interfere with training and work.

"Then let's go, Tinker Bell, you continue."

Seeing that everyone was fine, Elder Zhou greeted everyone and left together.

As for Guo Yi, after seeing everyone leaving, he first listed out the supplies needed for the moon city, and then continued to immerse himself in the world of dna.

037: Ministry of Internal Economic Control

The days were uneventful.

Since Guo Yi and Mr. Zhou finished discussing the 20-year plan and Gao Linlin submitted the report, life has been very ordinary.

Because after the report was submitted, there was no follow-up at home. I don't know whether to prepare silently or give up.

Anyway, since that day, Guo Yi has basically been spending time in various experiments.

No one bothered him, and no other trivial matters disturbed him, allowing him to study freely.

Ask for any material, and it will be delivered as soon as possible.

There will be a dedicated chef to learn what you want to eat.

Of course, the money still has to be given...

Occasionally, if you feel depressed, you can also invite the ostriches and play Gundam simulation battles to relax.

Anyway, he is relaxed, ostrich and the others...

What is it with him?

The bad thing is that he can only become a craftsman, and no one discusses the mysteries of the human body with him.

There is also the need to start classes and nag from time to time.

And everyone in the factory is used to the work that should work, the study that should be studied, and the people who should receive electricity.

Everything is moving forward in an orderly manner, and no one knows.

If it weren't for the continuous flow of supplies here, they all thought they had been isolated from the world and forgotten by their families.

A month later.

friends city.

A man with a beer belly and an unusually sincere smile knocked on the door of a warehouse.

"Hello, we are Wujiang Technology Co., Ltd. here.

Are you here for an interview? "

A thin, frail man with receding hairline and thick eyes opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, we are subordinate to the Ministry of Internal Economic Control, and we are invested.

Just call me Old Chang.

This is Xiao Zhang, my team member. "

Lao Chang, that is, a person with a bit of a beer belly, with a smile on his face, enthusiastically shook Mr. Wang's hand: "Are we here to talk to you about something?"

"Investment office?"

Mr. Wang took a breath, was surprised, and then hesitantly invited them in: "I'm a bit messy, sorry."