Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 243 Everyone is very happy, except...

Robert is very happy. He has just graduated from university. As a technical nerd with a heart for stars and seas, he is developing an independent rocket simulation game. In his vision, players can design their own rockets, launch them into the sky, explore Every planet in the solar system.

Robert's studio is very small, with only him and his girlfriend, who is in charge of the art work. The two rented a basement in New York, where it was dirty and damp. Relying on the two of them to accept outsourcing on the Internet, they barely Maintaining this not-so-abundant life.

But recently, the situation has changed. Robert released a simple demo on the Internet a month ago, and soon, a well-known investment company approached him and invested him an exaggeratedly large sum of money. The two were able to move out of the dark basement and rent a single room in an adjacent office building.

"Why did you invest such a large amount of money in me?" Robert once asked the Asian investor who came to find him: "Even if this game sells well, it is not worth so much money."

"The interest of rich people." The Asian investor was a woman in her twenties with outstanding looks. She pushed her sunglasses and said nonchalantly, "You will know later."

Erwin is also very happy. He has just graduated with a Ph.D. and is working as an assistant researcher at NASA. This is a job that everyone loves, but the salary offered by NASA is not high.

After the end of the Cold War, the funds given to NASA by the United States, which is no longer engaged in space hegemony, have been reduced year by year, so that those high-level officials can only sell miserably every day, so as to extract a pitiful amount of funds from Congress.

To be honest, if it weren't for his dream back then, which was the sea of ​​stars, Erwin would not have wanted to come to this place at all. He still has a lot of loans that he has not repaid, and he just graduated from school, so life is really difficult.

But soon, an opportunity came to him. An Asian woman found him and took out a paper he had published when he was a Ph.D. student.

"Mr. Ervin, we need someone like you," the Asian woman said, patting the printed paper in her hand, "The moon landing plan described in your paper is very interesting, are you interested in doing one of our projects?" a scientific advisor."

Erwin looked at the thesis in the hands of the woman. It was a dissertation on the moon landing he published during his Ph.D., in which he optimized the orbit of the previous moon landing, cutting the time from launch to landing on the moon in half Left and right, save a lot of time to adjust the track.

"I have to tell you, ma'am," Erwin looked a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't bear to hide it from the man of science and technology: "The results of this paper are not problematic, but none of the aircraft can achieve its preset Speed, and believe me, this landing method will kill the astronauts in the lunar module."

That's right, this paper is the hydrology that Erwin wrote in order to pursue the number of papers. Its conclusion and process are correct, but with the current technology, it is completely impossible to achieve, and all instruments will be in the final landing stage Smashed into a pile of scrap iron, unless you go all the way to the moon to throw garbage, this technology is useless.

The woman in front of him didn't care, and offered him a contract with twice the annual salary as before. Ervin wanted to refuse loudly, but the other party offered too much.

So after a lot of tossing, Erwin joined Robert's game studio and became a scientific consultant for a rocket simulation game that was still in production, responsible for the aircraft parameters and orbits in the game.

Su Enxi was very happy, although she didn't know why the boss asked her to design a moon landing plan, but in modern society, there are few things that money can't do.

Take a chunk out of next month's budget, find a down-and-out game producer, and put some money into an unlikely indie game.

Then find a PhD in astrophysics who needs to repay the loan every month, offer him a high-priced contract, and recruit the other party as a scientific consultant.

So without attracting attention, Su Enxi has an excellent astrophysicist and a reason to ask the other party unscrupulously.

Due to the game, Erwin didn't care about the various strange questions Su Enxi raised, such as how much speed is needed to send a human-shaped object to the back of the moon.

Under Su Enxi's money offensive, Erwin tried his best to design a suitable moon landing plan for the other party, and perfectly completed the task given by the boss.

Now, she is wandering in the sea with Mai Tokuku in a boat, watching the beautiful aurora, and enjoying the good time after the task is completed.

Ander is very unhappy now, the meal size has doubled again this evening, which puts a lot of burden on the chefs in the cafeteria.

He had just received news from China that the battle in Bronze City was largely successful, the only problem was that Constantine was not found.

Reminiscent of what Zero said before and Samson's weird actions, he understood that Constantine might be going to the moon.

"Flesh to the moon, why is there such a monster in this world." Ender sighed, as a good dragon, he was going to make several other people unhappy.

After opening the teleportation array of the college, they came to the base on the moon. In one of the wards, Lu Mingfei and Old Tang were chatting.

The situation of the two of them is much better than before. For some reasons, at the request of Old Tang, the beds of the two were finally placed together, so that in the communication with others, the Secret Party can better observe Old Tang. mental state.

Now Lu Mingfei looks like a wrinkled potato, with newly grown hair sparsely growing on his scalp. He is still in the recovery stage, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand, shaking uncontrollably, trying to Write something on paper.

Old Tang was lying on the bed, chatting casually. When Ander opened the door and came in, the two were chatting about Lu Mingfei's parents.

"Uncle De, you are here." Lu Mingfei raised his head, as if he wanted to show a smile, but because of the skin that was still regenerated, he looked a little ferocious.

"Write a letter to your parents?" Ender looked at the flamboyant handwriting on the paper, and barely recognized the meaning: "Wouldn't it be better to just record a video?"

"I'm afraid to scare them." Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly. Now he looks like the perverted killer in the movie. My parents have to be worried when they see him like this.

"I'll write it for you later." Ender took the letter paper on the table, and looked at Old Tang who was still lying on the bed: "Ronald, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" ?”

"Bad news." Old Tang turned around and said indifferently, "Anyway, it won't get worse."

"The bad news is that your brother has come to look for you," Ender shrugged. "But the good news is that the distance between you is quite far, and he will take about two weeks to arrive."

(End of this chapter)