Chapter 1047

My Empire Chapter 1047

2020-11-03

Chapter 1047 1049 Hope you have a smooth journey

In a Conference Hall in the Space Center of the Alanhill Empire, several men in neat clothes , is discussing plans to immigrate to Mayne.

One of the men shook his head and said, "The speed of expansion is still too slow... If we insist on going step by step at this time, then our time will be wasted on some unimportant things. The details are on."

According to the plan he provided earlier, they should have sent the first humans to Maine for development as early as last month.

However, due to safety concerns and problems, this plan has been shelved until today.

Another technical representative shook his head and said, "However, if the precious astronauts are used up at this time, we will soon run out of sufficient qualified astronauts."

Although there is a magic ball of knowledge, it is not easy to train a qualified astronaut. Each of these astronauts is precious.

"Yeah, astronauts are our most precious resource right now," said nodded, another man agreeing.

"No way, the military needs astronauts now to expand the space fleet, and a large number of astronauts are needed on the star ring...the spaceship is also needed, and the transportation spaceship is also needed... We need too much Too many astronauts," added a man with a NASA logo on his chest.

He is a high-ranking official in charge of the space agency, so he naturally knows that astronauts are now competing in many ways.

The newly established space army needs a large number of astronauts, and if they can, they are not even willing to let go of any qualified astronauts they have trained.

Sadly, in terms of civilian use, there are more than 1,100 astronaut job gaps just for the Ailan Sirius star ring.

No way, because training an astronaut is a very difficult thing. It is not only necessary to struggle physically, but also to cultivate various knowledge of these astronauts.

These are all time-consuming things, but what the Alanhill Empire lacks the most is time.

In desperation, many astronauts are simply trained skilled workers, and they may not understand anything other than their jobs.

As a result, Alanhill astronauts who were supposed to be all-powerful were actually workers in some positions - they could only cope with their own work and knew nothing about the work of others.

If there is no accident, these shrunk versions of astronauts with shortened training time can still cope. If there is an accident, they can only wait to die.

"But we can send those inexperienced...ordinary persons to Maine..." The official who spoke first spread his hands and said.

In his eyes, as long as those precious astronauts are not lost, it is a better way.

"Anyway, when they get there, they don't need any aerospace experience, they just need to...live there." Another official agreed with this approach: "We have successfully put animals Is it more difficult to send people to that planet?”

In short, from a technical point of view, sending a living person to the Mayne planet is not particularly dangerous. things are up.

"Isn't the air indicator there already very close to Alan Sirius?" an official asked a colleague next to him.

The colleague heard the problem, and nodded said, "Yes! The testing equipment shows that the transformation of Tree of Life was very successful, and the ecological environment there is very close to Alan Sirius."

"I don't think so, the only difficulty is, how do we recruit these lunatics who are willing to go to the new planet." The first man to speak concluded.

"Mad? Do you think they are mad? I think they are warriors!" The old man finally spoke at this time. He glanced at the man beside him who spoke first, coldly. scolded.

"I'm sorry! It's my subordinate Meng Lang." The man immediately lowered his head and corrected his tone.

"In fact, many of us are willing to immigrate, but not many are willing to immigrate the first batch." The old man said slowly: "As long as there is the first time, the rest will be Much easier."

...

"I would like to participate in the first cosmic immigration." A thin man stood before the officers of the recruitment office.

"Jerry...he is a farmer who has been living in the Arrant district and is the youngest son in the family." Swiping the tablet, among the reception staff, a young officer looked towards his chief officer and spoke. Introduced softly.

"Jerry... According to the data, you don't have any specialties except farming." Looking at the slightly thin youngster in front of him, the recruiting officer said slightly frowned.

"Sir, it says that no skills are required..." Jerry took a recruitment brochure and said cautiously.

He was taught since he was a child that officials are adults, powerful people who should be respected as much as possible. At that time, his parents had to kneel in front of the officials.

He went to school for three years. It was a new school. He learned some words and learned some truths. However, he still maintained awe for these officials, the instinctive awe.

"Child, this is a very dangerous choice, your family..." the recruited officer said persuaded.

The youngster didn't flinch at all, but even more determined: "My family supports my choice. They are proud of me."

"That's not what you said. I want to really understand your family's wishes." The recruiter sighed depressed.

He was assigned here to carry out this task, and he felt that this task was just a joke. He had to communicate with the person who signed up, and he had to ensure that he completely followed his personal wishes. Where can there be so many lunatics signing up?

But when he sat here all morning, several youngsters came to sign up, and he even met two girls who volunteered to go to Maine. You know, this kind of thing, girl is more dangerous and more precious.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Putting down the phone, the recruiter looked towards this youngster again: "Your parents confirmed at the town hall...they did agree. You go to Mayne..."

"Then, can I ask you? What gave you the courage to go to such a distant planet?" asked the recruiter.

This youngster, who only farmed in the first half of his life, smiled shyly: "This country has allowed me to live through natural disasters and diseases to this day, and it has also allowed me to live better and better. ...So I think, I should do something for this country."

"Look, I can't do anything...the most valuable thing is probably this life. So here I am, That's it..." He lowered his head, and when he said this, he didn't even dare to look into the eyes of the recruiter.

The recruiter hung up the telephone receiver in his hand, then walked back to his desk and looked down at the report on the desk.

Jerry, farmer, 19 years old, 3 years of new education, no specialties...

"You may have some specialties, child." The recruiter's tone was as good as possible He became gentle: "It's just that no one has discovered it before... You have the courage, this is the most rare character of a person."

He said, bending over and solemnly on the registration form Signed your name: "I hope you have a smooth journey...have a safe journey."

(end of this chapter)