Chapter 341 1420 MHz signal reappears

Lu Yongchang raised his eyebrows but did not speak for the first time.

"Masakiyoshi!"

Ren Feng's voice was full of anxiety: "How could you..."

"This is for all of us." Zhang Zhengqing interrupted Ren Feng's words directly, "What if this happens again next time?"

"Are we still the same as now, staying where we are and resigning ourselves to fate?"

Ren Feng was speechless for a moment.

He hesitated for a while: "Yes, but this is not the reason why we want these things."

"Don't forget, when we chose to stay at Proxima Centauri, each of us signed an agreement."

Zhang Zhengqing's expression froze.

He remembered.

It seems...there is indeed such an agreement.

Thinking of the name he signed casually at that time, Zhang Zhengqing's face suddenly became embarrassed.

"good."

Lu Yongchang chuckled, nodded and said, "I promise you."

Zhang Zhengqing raised his head in surprise and looked at the holographic projection in front of him.

In the projection, Lu Yongchang was still looking at him with a gentle smile as at the beginning.

"Wha, what?"

Zhang Zhengqing opened his mouth and asked in a dry voice.

"I said, I agree to your request." Lu Yongchang repeated with a smile.

Before Zhang Zhengqing could be happy, he changed the subject: "However, I also have a condition."

Zhang Zhengqing composed himself, without any hesitation, nodded directly and said: "You say it."

"Next, I will hand over all licensing rights."

Lu Yongchang said calmly: "You have absolute autonomy, and I will transfer the complete technology system to you."

"but."

"Accordingly, you will no longer receive help from Zero, and you will need to rely on your own efforts for everything."

"Can you accept this condition?"

Zhang Zhengqing's eyes showed some confusion.

But soon, his eyes became firm.

He nodded vigorously and said in a deep voice: "It's acceptable!"

"I believe this is a good thing for us too!"

Lu Yongchang laughed dumbly, nodded and said: "Come on, try to live."

…

Communication ends.

Lu Yongchang raised his hand with a normal expression and was operating something on the holographic projection in front of him.

"Yongchang, aren't you angry?"

Fang Xu's slightly playful voice came from the side.

"Angry? Why are you angry?" Lu Yongchang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked in a calm tone.

Fang Xu was slightly startled.

Obviously, he did not expect Lu Yongchang to react like this.

"Don't you think Zhang Zhengqing's request is excessive?"

Fang Xu's face was full of tangles. After thinking for a long time, he said again: "When they chose to stay, they didn't want these technologies!"

"Is it too much?" Lu Yongchang shrugged, checked the last part and pressed the send button.

"They are human beings and they want to survive."

"This is normal."

"What's more, opening up the licensing rights and giving them the necessary technological system..."

"In my opinion, this is not a bad thing."

A trace of doubt flashed in Fang Xu's eyes.

"The humans who originally stayed on Proxima b are more like moths." Lu Yongchang sighed softly, "Even though we have left, they are still consuming zero computing power."

"In peacetime, it probably wouldn't matter."

"But now...you know what's going on."

"Giving them the necessary technology and letting them make their own decisions is undoubtedly a better choice and a more efficient approach."

"On the other hand, it can be regarded as our compensation for this matter. After all, these electromagnetic gun projectiles were sent out by us."

Lu Yongchang pondered for a moment and then spoke again.

"There are currently only more than 2 million humans left in the entire Proxima b."

"The remaining resources in the Proxima Galaxy are quite abundant for more than 2 million people."

"But do you think a mere 2 million people can support a second-level civilization?"

"No matter what we do, human civilization on Proxima Centauri has embarked on the path of slow death."

"It's just a matter of time."

Fang Xu looked at Lu Yongchang beside him with a complicated expression and nodded silently.

…

Two years later.

Ross 2 star.

Two huge cities stand on the vast land.

Lu Yongchang sat in his office in Central City and slowly closed his eyes.

His consciousness came to the system space again.

After two years of hard work by all scientific researchers, the originally "skinny" technology tree has gradually become fuller.

Against the bright green background, bright white “branches” protrude from the trunk and extend unbridled around.

The fog at the top of the technology tree gradually becomes thinner as the technology branches become fuller.

Lu Yongchang's eyes widened and he turned his attention to the top of the technology tree.

The vision gradually became clearer.

The cursor was very blurry, but he could still make out the words in the dim cursor.

[Magnetic Field Control: Primary Shield Technology]

It dawned on him.

It turns out that the threshold for level three civilization is to master shield technology.

The prefix of the cursor gave him countless inspirations.

Magnetic field mastery?

Perhaps, we can learn from the principles of plasma weapons.

"Bip! Blop! Blop!"

Before he had time to think about it, a rapid siren sounded from the outside world.

Without any hesitation, Lv Yongchang quickly regained his consciousness and opened his eyes.

Looking at the bloody holographic projection in front of him, Lv Yongchang's face changed slightly: "Zero?!"

"Professor, a signal came from Ross 154 again!"

"Signal frequency: 1420 MHz. After signal comparison, it can be basically determined to be a message sent by [Painting]. "

Hearing this, Lv Yongchang's expression suddenly became serious.

"Zero, gather all scientific researchers immediately."

...

Central City, ground command center.

The layout is very similar to the command center on [Earth]. The only difference is that the ground command center occupies a larger area - nearly twice the size.

This is also normal.

After all, [Earth] is the flagship of mankind, and every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

When designing, those designers wanted to break one square meter into eight petals for use!

And in front of this spacious ground command center, a huge holographic projection appeared.

In front of the holographic projection, there are rows of neat seats.

At this time, the seats are full.

All members of the Academy of Sciences gathered here.

Every researcher had the same expression.

Frowning, doubt, shock, surprise...

The reason was simple.

In the huge holographic projection in front of everyone, there was a message from Ross 154.

The message was very simple, with only 15 characters including punctuation.