Galaxy Technology Empire

After watching the live broadcast, Maxwell looked into the distance in silence for a long time.

In the sky where the sun sets, countless sunset lights are rendered golden by the setting sun, but Maxwell's eyes are so empty and full of loss.

Since today's Qinglong-class manned spaceflight of 002, he has been silently observing the technical strength of the Space Development Committee.

The more he observed, the greater the feeling of powerlessness in his heart. Whether it was liquid anti-gravity technology, powerful mass projectors, or complete space station facilities, all these signs revealed that NASA's technology had completely fallen behind.

The people of the Eastern Tang Dynasty have entered the interstellar age, and the Mi Li family are still arguing. How could Maxwell not know that the gap between the Mi Li family and the Eastern Tang Dynasty will become wider and wider if this continues.

However, many domestic lawmakers do not agree with the option of leasing mass projectors, but want to obtain the technology of mass projectors.

This approach is tantamount to whimsical. The people of the Eastern Tang Dynasty have finally overtaken in a corner and are about to upgrade from a world power to the hegemon of the solar system. How can they be so stupid as to sell mass projector technology? Even if you think about it with your buttocks, everyone knows about buying a mass projector. It's an impossible delusion.

"Mr. Mike, we must get a mass projector." Alice said seriously.

"Difficult! Very difficult!" Maxwell replied with a headache.

Alice stood up and said forcefully: "I know this is very difficult, but for the Mi Li family, we must obtain a mass projector."

Maxwell frowned, but he didn't refute the other party. Why didn't he want to get the mass projector? However, his skills were inferior to others, and he couldn't take it by force. How to solve this problem?

Representatives from other countries who watched the Qinglong-class manned space flight were also thinking or communicating with the country at this time.

Judging from their reactions, Mi Lijia and Tianzhu wanted to obtain the mass projector.

The Mao Xiong has an ambiguous attitude. They want to build a mass projector, but their domestic economy does not allow such large-scale investment.

The Xizhou Alliance wants to rent a quality projector.

As for the troublemakers of the John family, their attitude is similar to that of Mao Xiong, but the John family prefers to share a mass projector with the Mi Li family.

The rest are all typical soy sauce crowds, and even the Sand Camel Kingdom, Tu'ao, Maple Leaf Kingdom, and Judah Kingdom among them are just bigger grasshoppers.

These soy sauce guys are a bunch of outsiders. If the Mi Li family can get the mass projector, they will definitely be willing to live with the Mi Li family. If they can't get it, they will cooperate with Dongtang at worst.

However, they did not know that Dongtang was already preparing to shrink its power back to East Asia, Southeast Asia, and Central Asia, while the Galaxy Consortium continued to cultivate Northeast Asia, Southeast Asia, and Oceania.

In other words, Dongtang and the Galaxy Consortium no longer intend to mess around in other areas. They will maintain their current sphere of influence, give up their actions in other areas, and then concentrate on entering outer space.

In other areas of Blue Star, you can go and play on your own! As long as others don't mess with you, you can do whatever you want.

After all, in terms of natural resources, the resources in outer space are thousands of times more than those of Blue Star. The reason why we were beaten to death on Blue Star is just for those few resources.

Now that we have better choices, there is no need to compromise with those national forces.

January 5, 2020.

In the lobby on the fifth floor of Shanghai Hilton Hotel, although the lobby is quite large, it is now packed with participants.

Of course, those people who are crowded together are those who come to make soy sauce. The real big forces each occupy a large area.

The five hooligans were in the middle of the venue, staring in silence. Johnson, the chairman of the Outer Space Committee, could only bite the bullet and come out to get angry.

Johnson said hypocritically: "Thank you very much for coming to participate in this International Outer Space Conference..."

This kind of inflammation was like a leader speaking on stage. It made everyone drowsy after listening to it. Johnson, who was eloquent on the stage, took about fifteen minutes to get rid of the inflammation.

"The theme of this International Outer Space Conference is: Development and Expansion. This ends my speech. Thank you all."

Bang bang bang...all the soy sauces quickly winked at Johnson.

As for the representatives of the five gangsters, they continued to do their own things. Maxwell was looking at the documents, Layton closed his eyes and rested, and Rhine didn't know what he was thinking.

Chekov from the Mao Xiong family was staring at people, Andrew from the John family and the Tianzhu representative behind him were whispering, and Wang Tu and Zhao Hongxing were also communicating in a low voice.

Obviously, the five hooligans' lack of face made Johnson somewhat unable to step down. Fortunately, this guy was thick-skinned and smiled and chatted and laughed with the soy sauces. Of course, Johnson had already cursed the representatives of the five hooligans dozens of times in his heart.

This awkward atmosphere lasted for more than half an hour, and the five gangsters refused to talk about the matter. However, just because they didn't talk didn't mean that everyone could sit still.

David Hafer, the representative of Maple Leaf Country, stood up and took the lead: "Gentlemen, we are not here to sit around today. In that case, let me talk about Maple Leaf Country's proposal first."

Seeing that no one else objected, David Harvard became bold and continued:

"According to the Outer Space Treaty, everything in outer space belongs to all mankind. I think the excessive development of outer space resources should be restricted."

Sure enough, Tu Qiongdiao saw them. Wang Tu and Zhao Hongxing looked at each other and smiled. They knew that the Maple Leaf Kingdom was just a pawn of the Mi Li family, and David Hafer's words were a test.

"I agree." Andrew quickly agreed. Of course John's family agrees with this proposal. If you can't get it yourself, you can't let others get it. This is the idea of ​​John's family.

Sure enough, Tianzhu, Lion City Country, Tuao, South Africa, and Samba Country also agreed with this proposal.

However, other forces were watching with cold eyes. Obviously they did not want to offend Dong Tang, nor did they want to object to this matter.

Wang Tu looked at David Hafer and a group of echoing representatives coldly and said, "Since you have agreed to restrict the excessive development of outer space, you do not need to participate in future outer space development."

"What?"

"What right do you have to decide?"

"This is an insult to us."

"You are hegemonic."

"..."

David Hafer and others, headed by the representative of the Maple Leaf Kingdom, immediately jumped up and accused Wang Tu.

"Have you finished talking?" Wang Tu asked mockingly: "After that, let me say a few words. How we develop outer space has nothing to do with you. If you have the ability, just go to space yourself."

"Mr. Wang, is this the attitude of Galaxy Technology?" Andrew stood up and asked very dissatisfiedly.

"This is our attitude. If you don't accept it, come and beat me." Wang Tu dismissed the John family represented by Andrew.

"You..." Andrew was so angry that his fingers trembled.

David Hafer, the representative of the Maple Leaf Country, jumped up with his face flushed and was about to curse.

"Trash, shut up, and be careful of meteorites hitting your heads." Wang Tu said coldly.

"..." David Haver suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If the Galaxy Consortium really wants to mess with them, they can directly derail some asteroids in outer space and collapse the Maple Leaf Kingdom, not to mention there is such a thing as the Staff of God.

"Mr. Wang, please don't go too far." Maxwell had to speak. After all, how could he tolerate the Galaxy Consortium threatening his younger brother?

Wang Tu retorted unceremoniously: "I just want some rubbish to stop farting here. They have no right to talk to me."

Obviously, there was a lot of excitement in the venue from the beginning. Wang Tu's rudeness made the Maple Leaf Kingdom even more angry. However, they were indeed very afraid of the Galaxy Consortium. They were just a bunch of bullies who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

And Johnson of the Outer Space Committee has been hiding in a corner and being a transparent person. He doesn't want to get involved in this kind of fight between gods and seek death.

Today’s extra update! Moma (ω｀)