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Chapter 406 The Prosperity in the Ruins
The endless green forest passed quickly below him.

Occasionally, a few flying birds quacked and tried to catch up, but they were quickly thrown far away.

Whirring whirring!

Flying so fast, my ears were filled with the sound of the wind.

Meng Donglai turned his head to look at Alita next to him. His whole body was wrapped in the Berserker mecha. Because the mecha was a nano-mech, the extended helmet blocked the strong wind, allowing Alita to open his eyes and see the scenery in the sky.

"Brother Donglai, I really like flying freely like this!"

"Alas!"

Who doesn't like flying more freely than a bird?

Alita let out a cry of joy, stretched suddenly, and flew vertically upwards. Meng Donglai also changed direction and chased after her.

This girl's mental strength is not strong enough now, she might fall straight down when she is exhausted.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

"Brother Donglai, help me, I have no strength left."

After saying this, Alita felt as if the plane had no power, the engine stopped, it stopped directly in the air, and then began to fall downward.

"Hey"

Meng Donglai sighed, this was the third time.

Every time I just patronize and play, I don't think about returning to the voyage at all.

Meng Donglai flew over to hold him in his arms, and then stood up straight in the air.

"Can't you take it easy? Save some energy to return to the voyage?"

Alita didn't care about Meng Donglai's reprimand.

"It's because of you."

"Be careful to form a habit. If I'm not around one day, I'll smash you into a pulp." Meng Donglai held the hand around her legs and pinched her thigh directly.

"Oh! No way."

Alita buried her head in Meng Donglai's chest, narrowing her eyes in enjoyment.

In fact, Meng Donglai knew in his heart that in this situation, Alita was acting like a baby.

Mental power is not so precise, if it was really exhausted, she would have passed out long ago.

And even if it is really exhausted, with the protection of the Berserker Mecha, there is no possibility of falling to death at all.

"Let's go back."

"Okay." Alita murmured.

Meng Donglai controlled the flying rice robot on his body, spread it to wrap both of them in, and then formed a flying shuttle shape to reduce wind resistance.

The mental power was fully activated, and the speed quickly exceeded the speed of sound.

It took more than an hour to fly out from Salem, and arrived at the residence in Salem within ten minutes of returning.

This is the top floor of the tallest building in downtown Salem.

Meng Donglai asked people to vacate the upper three floors and decorate it into his own residence, with a total area of ​​more than 3000 square meters.

Descending from the balcony, enter the living room located on the topmost floor.

"Here we are, come down."

Looking at Alita who was still pretending to sleep with her eyes closed, Meng Donglai let go of her hands.

"ah!"

With a cry of alarm, Alita lost her support and fell off Meng Donglai's body, standing on the ground.

"No fun."

He opened his eyes and took a look at Meng Donglai, then kissed him on the cheek suddenly, then ran back to his room with a smile.

Alita didn't come out of her bedroom until it was time for lunch.

The mecha on her body has been replaced by a short dress, the skirt is located one-third above the knee, the waist style is narrowed, and the long legs are thin and long, and the seams are tight when they are straight together.

He is 1 meters tall, but has a baby face.Although the chest is not very big, compared with her A75 waist, the scale is not too small, and the overall curve is quite amazing.

With this figure and this face, in the main world, you don't have to do anything, just take a photo and put it on the short video platform, and you can get millions of likes.

"What to eat for lunch?"

"Braised noodles."

"It's noodles again." Alita prefers a variety of dishes with rich flavors. For noodles that are delicious but have a single taste, they have a low status in her meal options.

"I like."

Meng Donglai would not spoil her. After living in the northwest for so many years, even if he lived in the mission world for a few hundred more years, his habit of preferring pasta to cooking has not changed.

"Let's make do with it."

Alita said it was okay, but she was not polite at all when she ate it. The chewy braised noodles entered her mouth, and she narrowed her eyes happily.

Meng Donglai looked at her with a smile, this girl is so good, she will feel happy no matter what she eats, and she is very able to infect others.

Watching her eat, Meng Donglai felt that his appetite had improved.

"Are you in the table tennis finals?"

"Well, I didn't use mental power to cheat, it was purely my technique." Alita nodded.

This said that there is no silver 300 taels here, but Meng Donglai believes that even relying on technology alone, Alita can win against ordinary people.

"In the first competition, no one else has practiced yet, so even if you win the championship, you can only be regarded as missing out."

"Hmph, I won't tell you."

Seeing Meng Donglai belittle herself, Alita pretended to be angry and ate the noodles in her bowl in two or three bites, then ran to Meng Donglai without wiping her mouth, kissed him on the face, and rubbed him. rub.

"I went to play."

Meng Donglai took out a napkin, wiped off the oil on his face, watched the little girl run away with the corners of her skirt fluttering, smiled wryly and shook his head.

It's nice to be young!
I hope she can always be this carefree.

He should be responsible for protecting all the dirty and cruel things in the outside world.

After eating, Meng Donglai came directly to the office.

As soon as he entered the room, all the equipment inside started automatically, and a large image was projected in front of the desk.

"Boss, the second batch of scout spaceships we sent out were all destroyed."

Meng Donglai sat on an office chair, and the projection directly opposite showed the last image transmitted back from the scout spacecraft.

A strong light flashed, and the influence was immediately interrupted.

It has been a month and a half since Alita changed her body.

During this time, apart from arranging omnics to work overtime and produce sky battleships 24 hours a day, Meng Donglai also sent some scout spacecraft to Venus, Mars and Jupiter.

When the spacecraft going to Venus flew to the middle of the orbit of Venus and the earth, it was directly destroyed.

The spacecraft going to Mars and Jupiter will basically be destroyed when they are close to the orbit of Mars.

"Is there any sign of them sending troops to Earth?" Meng Donglai asked.

"From the observations of optical telescopes and electronic telescopes, there is no sign yet." Yuji replied.

"That's strange." Meng Donglai frowned slightly.

It has been a month and a half. The war in the interstellar era is long enough for them to prepare for war, but the actual situation is that Venus and Jupiter seem to have nothing happened.

"Both sides sent spaceships to communicate with each other, but we intercepted them all," Yudou replied.

"Ah."

Meng Donglai didn't pay attention to this message.

Spaceship communication is estimated to be sending envoys to each other.

Real communications cannot be intercepted.

The universe is so vast, if they want to communicate with each other, there are plenty of ways.

"Report on the production status."

"Ok."

The image in front of him has changed from a cosmic starry sky to a production workshop, and the two sides are filled with various data reports.

"As of now, two space warships of the million-ton class, thirty space warships of the 460-ton class, 620 space warships of the [-]-ton class and above, and [-] space warships of the less than [-]-ton class have been produced. Battleship"

"After two months of production ramp-up, it is estimated that in half a year, the annual output will reach [-] million-ton space battleships and [-] [-]-ton space battleships."

"If there has been no war, the output can be doubled in eighteen months."

"The monthly output of intelligent equipment is 20 units, of which."

"The existing problems mainly include: insufficient mineral resources and insufficient R&D personnel."

After reporting for more than an hour, Meng Donglai updated his understanding of the current overall industrial production strength of the earth.

In general, Meng Donglai's omnic legion has doubled the production capacity of the earth more than a year ago by thousands of times.

In the current production structure, heavy industry production accounts for more than 98%. The light industry in the entire earth society can barely meet the needs of human beings. As for the output value of the service industry, it is not even a fraction of the industrial output value.

This kind of industrial division is estimated to collapse in the next second if it is placed in the main world, it is too deformed.

But in this world, it can operate normally. The main reason is: omnics are the absolute main force of industrial production.

Omnics don't complain, don't complain about suffering and tiredness, don't ask for rest and vacations, don't ask for salary increases, and don't ask for increased benefits.

hard working!
The current social model is to change the previous exploitation of human beings to the exploitation of omnics.

Fortunately, the omnic Meng Donglai currently possesses doesn't know how to pursue freedom and equality, otherwise he would have rebelled long ago.

"No matter what they are doing, it is in our interest to give us time to accumulate strength, so don't be disturbed by their strategy, and it is never wrong to steadily increase the number of guns in your hand."

After hearing Meng Donglai's words, Yuji suddenly came up with an idea:
"Is it possible that the enemy is researching or producing a weapon that can win with one blow? We are delaying time, and they are also delaying until this weapon is produced. At that time, no matter how many space battleships we have, they will We can all be wiped out with one blow."

Meng Donglai was silent.

He doesn't even have a theoretical basis for this kind of weapon now.

But I have seen so many sci-fi movies before, and in those movies, there are many such weapons.

Star Destroyer, Two-Way Foil, Super Virus, Water Drop.
Too much.

Most importantly, Firelink should have mastered the anti-matter power system 300 years ago, so will the anti-matter bomb be far behind?

The difference between these two things is like a nuclear power plant and a nuclear weapon.

It is impossible to say that people first mastered the anti-matter bomb, and finally developed the anti-matter power system.

Maybe someone might be holding an anti-matter bomb now, watching myself jumping here, and when I think I can fight, a bomb is thrown over
Pooh!
This idea is too depressing.

"Are the broadcast records collected before useful?" Meng Donglai asked.

"No, the information content is too little." Yuji replied.

This is already the "broadcast" record collected after searching Earth, Salem, Yale, and Moonside City.

"Don't think too much, concentrate on development."

"Think about it in another way. If I have a big killer in my hand that will determine the victory, I won't be arrogant and let the enemy develop."

"There are fewer things capsized in the gutter?"

He said three sentences in a row, but Meng Donglai still decided in his heart what he should do.

"Did they contact us?"

"No." Jade Document replied.

"Then we will take the initiative to contact them and see if there is any response."

"Ok."

The jade document agreed, and in an instant a draft was displayed in front of Meng Donglai.

The tone is relatively neutral, neither humble nor overbearing.

Meng Donglai made some simple modifications and made the wording in some places stronger.

"Send it."

The next step is to prepare for the battle while waiting for a reply.

After finishing the work, Meng Donglai stood up, stretched, and walked out of the study.

"Where's Alita?"

"Playing with the players in the club." Yudu replied.

The club is a billiards club, organized by Alita herself. In addition to serving herself to participate in the competition, she will also train some other players.

In general, she still finds something for herself to do.

Meng Donglai is so busy all day that he rarely finds time to play with her.

"It's rare to be free, let's go around the street."

Without going downstairs, I went directly to the balcony and took off.

He flew straight out of Salem, found a random alley in Iron City and landed.

Out of the alley to the street, the flow of people on the street is very dense.

Half of the 13-meter-wide street is closed, and you can hear construction going on inside.

The half-narrowed street seemed even more congested.

Meng Donglai observed the pedestrians on the street. Compared with when he first came here, they had much more smiles on their faces, and most of them looked more relaxed.

Regardless of the abnormality of the current social production division, light industry and service industry account for a very small proportion.

That's because the productivity of omnics is really terrifying.

Meng Donglai does not exploit the production results of ordinary people at all, that is to say, in the steel city, Meng Donglai does not collect taxes.

Not only that, Meng Donglai also set up a government department at his own expense, stationed some clones and omnics, and recruited some ordinary people to provide services for the residents of Steel City.

A public security department was also established, all of which were stationed in omnics to maintain social order.

At Meng Donglai's level, direct tax collection is completely unnecessary. He already occupies most of the means of production in society. Intelligent machines are used as labor to generate benefits. A little leakage between his fingers is enough for the government affairs department and the public security department. required.

And not collecting taxes does not mean not collecting their production results from residents at all.

Selling high-tech products, providing value-adding services, renting out and selling fixed assets such as houses are all indirect "taxes".

Especially in monopoly industries, it can completely replace direct taxation.

The most direct thing is water and electricity, which are completely monopolized by government departments, making it easy to make huge profits.

Meng Donglai, who has mastered nuclear fusion power generation technology, costs less than 1 cents per kilowatt-hour to generate electricity, and 5.00 cents for transmission, maintenance, and management costs. Selling for [-] yuan, the profit is [-]%.

Faster than stealing money.

Water is even more powerful. The cost of a ton is not even a dime, and it is sold for four yuan, which is basically all profit.

There are other necessities of life, such as salt, tobacco, medicine, medical treatment and so on.

In the face of advanced productive forces, the things that ordinary people produce by themselves are really insignificant.

(End of this chapter)