I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute?" Jiang Lin lived.

From his lip shape, Jiang Chen can read him and ask in horror: Why is it me?

"Because I am optimistic about you." Jiang Chen said bluntly.

"but"

Jiang Lin wants to say that compared to the pre-war researchers, his ability is not worth mentioning, but Jiang Chen will interrupt his hand.

"I know what you want to say, but I just want to hear an answer now."

Jiang Lin held his breath.

"it is good."

"Very good, you answered what I want to hear." Jiang Chen smiled.

Seeing his face still confused, Jiang Chen paused and said.

"The director of the institute is not necessarily the one with the strongest research ability among a group of scientists. Even if your current knowledge is definitely not comparable to those of the old experts, I believe that you will be able to do with those who have the ability. Some different results come. For example, the small rocket I saw in your store last time, I still remember it." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

It is better to say that it is shocking than to remember it.

In Jiang Chen’s original cognitive concept, the rocket should be as thick and tall as the water tower, and the rocket that Jiang Lin launched to deliver the observation satellite to the low-earth orbit has subverted his cognition.

"If you want that kind of little guy, you don't need to set up a research institute for this." Jiang Lin smiled bitterly.

"You made a mistake," Jiang Chen shook his head. "It's imagination."

"Imagination?" Jiang Lin frowned.

"Yes." Jiang Chen took out a sub-crystal from his pocket. "Look at this thing. Do you know what it is?"

"Acer."

"I got it right." Jiang Chen smiled and threw the Yajing into Jiang Lin's hand. "But until I told the blues, they couldn't understand what it was."

Jiang Lin looked thoughtfully at the green crystal in his hand.

"The whole world of Wanghai, or the whole wasteland, is no longer the world we are familiar with. It is impossible to adapt to this wasteland with the past ideas, whether it is survival or scientific research. I need you to use your day. The imagination to find a space technology suitable for this wasteland."

Staring at Jiang Lin’s eyes, Jiang Chen said seriously.

I want to build a space elevator in waste soil. The difficulty is much greater than in the present world. Not to mention anything else, there is a world of difference between the two levels of danger. Although I have never been to the beach, Jiang Chen still listened to Sun Jiao.

Like Liuding Town, it is very close to the shore. Basically, there is no difference in marine life. However, once entering the deep sea from the shallow sea, the degree of danger of heterogeneity will increase geometrically. It should be known that only the Earth battlefield, nuclear and chemical weapons that can reach the local territory during wartime account for only a small part of the total emissions. Where is the rest of the weapons going? Not being eaten, but being intercepted on the surface of the sea.

Under the interference of multiple factors such as viruses, bacteria and radiation. The variation of marine life is far more elusive than the variation of terrestrial organisms. However, the base of the space elevator must be built at sea, on the sea at the equator line.

In addition, the space junk around the low earth orbit and the synchronous orbit almost formed a small planetary ring. These factors undoubtedly increase the difficulty of aerospace.

"Is the imagination of the sky? You really gave me a problem." Jiang Lin smiled again.

"It's not difficult for me to use you." Jiang Chen gave him a look.

Silence for a moment, Jiang Lin took a deep breath and said.

“Can you give me a general direction? nac, or the aerospace technology you need, is a focus on aerospace technology.”

Jiang Chen thought for a moment.

"Starting with rubbish."

"Hey?" Jiang Lin looked at Jiang Chen with a dumbfounded look. He didn't understand what he meant by this sentence.

Jiang Chen extended his index finger and pointed to the sky.

"You invented a rocket that was launched into low-Earth or synchronous orbit. No matter what method you use, I need you to get me the good things that fly in the sky. Then fix it. Then shoot it."

"This is really a wayward idea." Jiang Lin revealed the third bitter smile today.

“Technically feasible, right?”

"Yes. But no one usually thinks about getting the satellite to the ground for repair, but repairing it on the space station, or simply changing it."

"I said, don't use the previous ideas to look at the current problems." Jiang Chen waved his hand. "Now do we have a space station?"

After that, Jiang Chen reached out and took a shot of Jiang Lin's shoulder.

"Do it well, I believe you can do it. But first, you have to make a small gadget for me. It should be very simple for you. It is a small rocket that is very foolish. I need you to help me get four." Is it used to launch the communications satellite space junk? No, you don't need to think about it, you can assume that it can run stably under the 'ideal conditions' of the four communication satellites."

Just when Jiang Chen and Jiang Lin discussed the Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute, there was also a discussion in the villa.

Negotiation in the sense of life.

"Xiaorou. Can I ask you something?" Sun Jiao squeezed the bubble into her hand and wiped it evenly on her sister's back.

When her sister is in a state of paralysis, she is responsible for the cleaning of the bath. Although Sun Xiaorou has been able to wash himself, Sun Jiao is still not comfortable with her own bath. If this kind of thing suddenly fails or falls, isn't it bad? The younger sister couldn't move in the water. In that situation, Sun Jiao just couldn't help but feel cold.

She managed to find her only relative in the world. She does not want to lose her again.

The cold and soft touch came, and the soft and soft eyes narrowed.

"Ok?"

After biting his lower lip, Sun Jiao still opened his mouth.

"Do you like Jiang Chen?"

Xiaorou stunned, and then turned back and smiled.

"Of course, he is a good brother-in-law."

"No, I mean the likes of men and women." Looking at the smile on his sister's face, Sun Jiao asked seriously.

The smile was gradually replaced by a touch of sorrow. In the end, Sun Xiaorou sighed.

"Do you tell me your brother-in-law?"

Sun Jiao knows what her sister is referring to and what happened in the doorway in the afternoon.

Sun Xiaorou thought that Sun Jiao had already known what happened in her bedroom that day.

The two were very clever and self-righteously misunderstood each other.

"Yeah." Sun Jiao nodded.

"Are you going to blame me?" Sun Xiaorou, like a child who had done something wrong, bowed his head.

The bubbles in the bathtub reflected her frustrated face, and the shape that described it.

"No, I just want to know what you think." Sun Jiao hugged her sister from behind, closed her eyes and said softly.

Feeling the warm embrace of my sister, Sun Xiaorou suddenly felt that he was very selfish. She said that she didn't know whether she liked Jiang Chen or just liked the ones her sister liked. Because of her fascination with her heart-warming sense of back, she made things she shouldn’t do several times.

However, when she thought about it, my heart was filled with sorrow and grief.

It is Ming who first captured her first time, but why did I have to bear this guilty feeling.

I don't know what kind of emotions were driven, and her **** made a bad start.

“Even a very self-willed idea?”

"Yeah." Sun Jiao put his chin on his sister's shoulder and said softly.

Sun Xiaorou moved forward and turned his body and silently turned to face his sister.

She lowered her head and bit her lower lip.

Suddenly, she got in the ear of her sister and said her voice (to be continued).