Gold was horrified. No wonder someone as unruly as Walkerson became very awed by magical technology.
Apparently he saw the power of magical technology at that time.
"Sir, since we can't fight against magical technology, we can only coexist peacefully with them."
Phyllis patted the blue star, and the rotating blue star stopped, "Since Dr. Du Qiu doesn't want to dominate the solar system, but likes to do business, then we should learn from him.
We will also establish a super company and strive to research and produce exclusive products that are also needed by magical technologies, so that we can exchange knowledge with them."
Gold said: "I believe that with the importance Jazz attaches to those scientific researchers, they should be able to develop unique products."
"Gold, you can recruit some young and middle-aged key personnel from the scientific research staff and send them to the Tanga Federation as supplementary personnel as soon as possible and hand them over to Walkerson. I need these people to make discoveries when learning about magical technologies.
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"Okay, I'll try to send you there within three days."
After Gold left, Phyllis looked at the huge blue star instrument and murmured: "Dr. Du Qiu, do you want an interstellar commercial era? That's as you wish."
Houston Rocket Launch Site, United States.
Musk looked at the image sent back by the Dragon spacecraft. It was a planetary bus named Swan class by magical technology, flying from Blue Star to the celestial space city.
Its speed far exceeds that of the Dragon spacecraft. This is the speed that Musk dreams of, but unfortunately the Dragon spacecraft cannot reach it at all.
"Emond, they are already far ahead of us."
Emond sighed and comforted: "I guess they should have obtained alien technology, just like we once obtained."
Masco said: "It's a pity that Lucky suddenly rebelled and was eventually eliminated by magical technology. Otherwise, we might have a chance to follow in the footsteps of magical technology."
"Masko, don't be discouraged. With the technology of N1 base, we will catch up!"
An old voice sounded behind Masco.
Masco suddenly turned around and saw old Morgan with white hair walking slowly on crutches.
"Mr. Morgan, why are you here?"
"The United States no longer exists, but our space exploration company still exists. I believe this company will make immortal contributions to mankind in space in the future."
Old Morgan said firmly, "I have convinced some old guys that they will invest all their resources in the Space Exploration Company, and your Ark Project will be completed at an accelerated pace."
Musk looked at Old Morgan in surprise, "Thank you for your love for Space Exploration Company. Without artificial intelligence, I believe we can successfully assemble the Ark!"
Old Morgan patted Masco on the shoulder and said: "I always believe in this, so I did not buy the Mars City with magical technology. We are waiting for your Ark."
Masco suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Of course he knew that if Old Morgan wanted to leave Blue Star and take refuge, he could easily buy a Mars city with magical technology.
But now Old Morgan said this, this kind of trust really made him feel touched and stressed.
"We will make sure nothing goes wrong," Masco promised.
"Work hard. There is no shortage of resources now, there is no shortage of manpower, and the technology can be guaranteed. Although we are not as good as the magical technology for the time being, it is all our own."
After saying that, Old Morgan turned and left.
Edmond's eyes were red and he said: "Masco, we can let go and have a big fight."
"That's right."
Old Morgan left the launch site command center and slowly got into a stretched Lincoln.
There was another person in the car. Seeing old Morgan sitting in, he couldn't help but said: "Grandpa, do you really plan to go to Mars in Masco's Ark?"
The extended Lincoln drove away from the building, escorted by two armored transport vehicles at the front and rear.
There are now armed separatists everywhere in the United States. After all, this was once a country where all the people had guns. After the disaster, it was natural that those who had guns would become kings.
This is already one of the few pure lands in the United States that is not covered by volcanic ash. The factories and research institutes involved in the Ark Project were all relocated here by the old Morgan.
In order to ensure the safety of this pure land, Old Morgan naturally mobilized heavy troops for protection.
The previously damaged factory area of the Space Exploration Company has restored its production capacity. Currently, the entire area surrounding the launch site is controlled by some companies of the old Morgan family.
Unknowingly, a super company has been formed.
In the car, old Morgan looked at his grandson's young face and said, "Yes, this is what gives Musk motivation and pressure.
In this way, he can lead the research and development team to complete the realization of our own space exploration technology, so that the future will not be restricted by magical technology."
"Then why are we buying Mars City?"
"The hope for the future of the Morgan family lies in you. Of course I can't put you in danger. You have to personally lead the technical team of the Mars City and learn maintenance and guarantees from the magical technology. Only in this way can you firmly control the Mars City. Do you understand?
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Little Morgan asked: "Will Magical Technology teach us maintenance and support techniques?"
Old Morgan snorted softly, "Use your brain, why does Magic Technology want to sell Mars City?"
Little Morgan suddenly felt something bad. Grandpa was trying to test himself. His mind started to spin quickly. After thinking for a while, he said: "They want to control the population and maybe build a new Martian country."
Old Morgan sighed inwardly. His grandson was good at everything and very smart. He especially had an amazing talent for mathematics.
Unfortunately, this talent suppressed his other talents, making him unsuitable to be the leader of the family.
It seems that the Morgan family has finally reached a point where it has no successors.
Although he thinks so in his heart, on the surface, the old Morgan still guides and educates his grandson.
"With the current strength of Miraculous Technology, they are actually a country, but they still maintain the form of a company, especially since they can actually mine minerals on Mars and do not need to sell Mars cities to other countries to earn resources.
Under such circumstances, Magic Technology insists on selling Mars City, and the control of the population is also in the hands of various countries and organizations.
Have you never thought about what kind of world it will be on Mars in the future? Especially, their genetic currency is becoming hard currency."
Old Morgan can only adopt a persuasive approach to guide his grandson to think. Only in this way can he grow.
Young Morgan immediately said: "I understand that magical technology is creating a new business society, a super country that is not a country.
In the future, every country or organization will be a member of this super-nation. People use gene currency as currency and can insist on different internal management systems, but in short, this is an open and tradable business society."
The smile that finally appeared on old Morgan's face is so teachable.
"This is also the business society we are familiar with, or the interstellar business era. In this case, Magic Technology's maintenance and support services for Mars City can naturally be completely bought out."
Little Morgan suddenly said: "I understand, Grandpa. I think that even if Magical Technology initially aimed to have a technology monopoly and would not sell maintenance and support service technologies for the time being, over time, they should take out technologies that may be outdated for them.
Sell it to us."
"Yes, Masco has our own system of technology. I believe this will allow Magic Technology to sell related technology to us earlier, otherwise it will not be sold at a high price."
Of course Old Morgan knew this very well. High-tech companies in the United States have done this kind of thing in the past to keep technology constantly iteratively updated.
What a pity. I don’t know where Miraculous Technology got the alien technology from, and it overtook them in one fell swoop.
Space exploration must continue. If there is hope, it is best to go out of the solar system. Maybe we will encounter alien civilizations and obtain higher technology.
At this moment, old Morgan once again made up his mind.