Chapter 994 Good Things Picked up From the Bottom of the Sea

There are clones of humans in the wasteland, but they are not welcome anywhere. Especially the clones "produced" from the shelter are just like playthings in the wasteland. This phenomenon has changed since NAC came to power, but people's natural discrimination against this unnaturally born life cannot be changed by a simple decree.

The best thing would be to isolate Lin Ling's "sisters" from the survivors and have them taken care of by professional caregivers.

Sun Jiao's proposal received Lin Ling's approval.

Building a research institute next to the backyard of the villa is a compromise plan. No need to be too far away, no need to see each other every day. Thinking about it from his perspective, if Jiang Chen woke up early in the morning and saw a person who looked exactly like him hanging around, Jiang Chen asked himself that he wouldn't be able to bear it.

In the end, Jiang Chen adopted Sun Jiao's suggestion and went to the logistics department the next day to find Lu Huasheng. He demolished the old warehouse behind the villa and built a new one on the foundation of the warehouse that could accommodate 2,000 people, including food. A semi-enclosed research institute with dormitories and other living areas.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen found Wang Qing and told her to recruit a group of trustworthy female employees from the Fish Bone Base or the Sixth District, preferably those who were born in dormant shelters and have experience in nursing, kindergarten teachers, etc. Hongcheng is on standby, preparing to recover "Lin Ling" numbered 0002-2000 from the T7 shelter.

Wang Qing was careful in her work, so Jiang Chen was quite relieved to leave it to her.

He couldn't keep an eye on this matter. After all, he would have to return to the real world and fly to Moscow in a few days.

After repeatedly telling her what she needed to pay attention to, Jiang Chen left the community center and went to Jiang Lin's Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute.

When Jiang Chen arrived at the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology, Jiang Lin was not in the office. After asking his secretary, he found out that the chief engineer, who couldn't hold back his hands, went to the "grassroots" to do construction himself.

"I'll go to the warehouse and have a look later. Find a place for me to put these boxes of tea for him. When he asks, tell me that I gave them to him." After saying that, Jiang Chen handed the bag in his hand to the secretary. Passed it over.

The color of Dongting Biluochun is naturally the best among the best. These things are just ordinary things to Jiang Chen, but to the survivors in the wasteland, they are good things with a price but no market.

After all, not everything can be solved by technology, especially luxuries cultivated with such traditional technology. Even if it is placed in front of the station, this kind of pure natural and pollution-free good stuff cannot be bought casually in the mall.

The secretary quickly took the bag from Jiang Chen's hand.

He bowed sincerely to express his gratitude to his leader. It's not because the things in his hands are valuable, but because it was rewarded by the marshal himself.

"I'm sorry to have you send it in person."

Jiang Chen smiled, waved his hand, and said casually.

"It doesn't matter, I'm on my way anyway."

He lacks nothing in life now. If he sees any good things in the present world but doesn't use them after buying them, he will habitually throw them into the storage space and bring them to the apocalypse to give away. In his eyes, these favors can only be regarded as small favors, but in the eyes of his subordinates, they are a great gift that can be regarded as a family heirloom. It is perfect for winning people's hearts.

After leaving the office, Jiang Chen walked towards the warehouse opposite the backyard of the Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute.

Different from the current star ring trade, the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology is the scientific research institution with the lowest security level in the Fishbone Base. There is even no access control at the entrance of the institute, and anyone can come and go at will... although generally no one goes this way. Move around.

It is easy to understand that such a situation would arise. In this wasteland, aerospace technology is probably the least valuable technology. All aerospace technology from the 22nd century onwards is developed based on space elevators. Looking at it now, building a space elevator in this wasteland is not even possible, but there is absolutely no need to do so.

Including those within NAC, most people regard this Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute as the Marshal's personal hobby, just like the department that specializes in game development. No one is really optimistic about the development of aerospace technology. If it weren't for the fact that chief designer Jiang Lin occasionally participated in the update of mechanical exoskeleton technology, this institute would probably have lost its last trace of presence in the entire Fish Bone Base.

Jiang Chen also knew this, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, it would be better for this department to have a lower sense of existence. Anyway, the stuff they tinker with is mainly exported to the present world and will not be used in the apocalypse.

When Jiang Chen arrived at the warehouse, Jiang Lin was leading his team of researchers, busy in front of a weird-looking wreckage.

He also saw a rare acquaintance here. Wu Yue from the Beluga Undersea Research Station was standing next to Jiang Lin, watching with interest several researchers holding instruments and playing with the wreckage. Since he had nothing to do, he immediately spotted Jiang Chen at the door of the warehouse.

"Hey, what brought you here?" Wu Yue's eyes lit up and he immediately came forward with a smile.

Jiang Chen and Jiang Lin said hello, indicating that they didn't need to pay attention to their side, then looked at Wu Yue and said with a smile.

"I want to ask you this too. Why don't you stay over at Sixth Street to sign the business?"

"Haha, isn't it just the beginning of spring? The caravans are all rushing inland. It is the off-season for those of us who are escorts. They will wait until they have almost made enough money in the interior and it is almost winter. I'm thinking about going to Japan, Baiyue, or further places." Wu Yue said with a smile, patting the wreckage of what looked like some kind of aircraft next to him, "Anyway, being idle is idle. No, it just so happens that we I found this thing while cruising in the Western Pacific. I thought you might be interested in it, but it's not the best thing to do."

At this time, Jiang Lin threw away the tools in his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards Jiang Chen.

"The Shuttle 07 engine is a product of Pan Asia Aerospace Group. Judging from the fragments on the interface, it should be from the Sea Dragon... If I remember correctly, this Sea Dragon is a transport ship to and from Mars. This thing can be If you picked it up, you must be very lucky."

"Have you seen it?" Wu Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Lin with interest.

Due to work needs, the two of them were in constant contact, and they still knew some details about each other. For example, Jiang Lin was a native of the wasteland and was born in the post-war years. Wu Yue knew this very well.

"I saw it on the video." Jiang Lin shrugged.

"This engine... is used to travel to and from Mars?" While the two were chatting, Jiang Chen walked to the engine with interest, stretched out his hand and knocked on the titanium alloy casing.

He was really dozing off and giving him a pillow. Starring Trading was worrying about how to design the spacecraft to and from Mars, so Wu Yue gave him a big gift.

"It's an engine wreckage," Jiang Lin emphasized. "There is no problem in restoring the technology in this wreckage, but building an aircraft outside the Earth-Moon system is not enough to just have an engine. It is more troublesome than an aircraft inside the Earth-Moon system. .”

It would be nice to be able to restore the technology, but it would be better than using the engine of a small plane for long-distance transportation. With this engine, it should be no problem to design a colony ship capable of going to Mars before the end of 2019.

"Make a price." Jiang Chen looked at Wu Yue.

"Still the old rules, we will charge a salvage fee and 20,000 credits." Wu Yue said with a smile.

"Deal." Jiang Chen took out a graphene card from his pocket, swiped it on Wu Yue's EP, and 20,000 credit points were directly transferred to the bank account registered with the NAC of the Beluga Expedition Station.

Looking at the beating numbers in the EP, Wu Yue was so happy that he couldn't even smile from ear to ear.

Twenty thousand credits is already a considerable amount of foreign exchange income for the Beluga Research Station. The products in the Sixth Block are in high demand at the Beluga Research Station, especially the canned beef and pork, which cannot be grown on the seabed farm. As for those steel, aluminum, and even rare earth materials, it goes without saying that he has to purchase a large number of them and ship them back every quarter.

For him, these 10,000 credits came too easily.

And this is exactly Jiang Chen's purpose.

He is not afraid that the people at the Beluga Research Station will make money from him. Only when they make money from themselves will they try their best to salvage those good things from the Pacific Ocean and transport them to him. In other people's hands, these things are just a pile of scrap metal, but in his hands, they are good things that cannot be exchanged for any amount of cans and instant noodles! (To be continued.):