I Built the Salvation Organization

He could no longer experience the feeling of disillusionment, or even dare to hope again.

But this time, what Reid wants to give him is real hope!

"Look at this plan." A tablet was handed over directly.

On the front is a line of typing.

——The new development city of human civilization.

Focusing on ecological cities, supplemented by sterile, soilless and high-yield plants, we will build a new development city of human civilization with positive growth in productivity and science and technology, in order to seek to have the industrial capacity to build a space city within 50 years, and to gradually have The technical ability to improve and restore the environment of the earth...

This plan is a plan for human civilization to save itself for a century!

Steinbeck held the palm of the tablet and trembled again.

Even more excited than when I saw the power drawing of the spaceship before!

Because this is not a whimsical plan, the above even lists each step in detail, as well as the required investment and specific technology.

It is completely planned according to the current situation of human civilization!

"Come on, the technologies listed above..." Steinbeck looked up at Reed nervously and uneasy, and didn't even have the courage to ask the following words.

However, Reed said bluntly: "In terms of technology, we have already achieved it. What troubles us now is only personnel and investment. As you can see, the new development base of human civilization is not a lack of manpower and material resources. of what we can build."

"Personnel..." Steinbeck pursed his lips, and looked at the plan in front of him again.

Muscles tense unbearably.

I just hate myself for not being able to be a few decades younger.

After all, they have already achieved this level!

Aren't these sinful people willing to give their all in order to make up for their mistakes?

"What do we need to do?" Although Dale was equally excited, compared to Steinbeck, she was more expectant and motivated, and even plucked up the courage to look at Gu Yan and said, "Since you are here, there must be us who can Do something to help."

"Correct!"

Steinbeck finally reacted.

He raised his head sharply.

"No matter what we are asked to do, even if it is to kill my old bone, as long as I can help you even a little bit, I will do my best!"

There is nothing he can do.

It is already powerless.

However, the two people in front of them, and the Guardian Association of Humanity behind them, must have a way to do it, a way to save human civilization, that's why they came here!

The current Steinbeck can only break free from the despair that makes him breathless if he believes so firmly.

"We do have something we need you to do." Gu Yan was not polite, "I need your identities to assist in the propaganda according to our requirements. In fact, this war to save human civilization is a matter of spirit and will. war!"

do not forget.

When they first came here, they came here as Steinbeck's "representatives of hope".

Now I have found my way.

So step one.

It is to first gather the hope faction and young people who also have hope!

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Chapter five hundred and second: This is a scam

Steinbeck also vaguely guessed what the two in front of him wanted to do.

In addition to being excited, I was also amazed.

This Association of Guardians of Humanity really deserved its name, and the things that made them feel extremely desperate, in their eyes, already had a clear direction.

Steinbeck even had a faint feeling of dependence.

He didn't even want to think too much about it.

He listened to the words of the Guardian Association of Humanity with peace of mind, and tried his best to complete the tasks assigned by them. Only in this way could he get some comfort from the despair and guilt in his heart, so as not to fall into this almost death-like emotion.

And Reid and Gu Yan were also very straightforward.

The first task has been issued.

"Send what you've succeeded on the Internet, and attach that blueprint," Reed said.

"Yes!"

Steinbeck even subconsciously increased his voice to express his determination.

But he couldn't help coughing violently.

His body is almost at its limit.

With a serious illness in the first place, coupled with the joys and sorrows of this period of time, even if he kicked his legs anytime, anywhere, it would not be surprising to die like this.

Reed frowned.