Deep Space Fleet

After molesting foreign beauties, Zhang Yuan felt...

good!

As for the "Animal Love Association", it's just nonsense, just for the convenience of running around.

Zhang Yuan ate the grilled octopus skewers, and secretly sighed a few times in his heart, "Oh, I won't be able to eat any more soon, what a pity..."

Replacing natural meat with synthetic meat from cells in a petri dish has long been technically possible. And after long-term research, the price of synthetic meat is cheaper than natural meat, and it is also more environmentally friendly and healthy, and it is welcomed by the people of the third world.

However, the taste of synthetic meat is always soft, and it tastes a bit like meatloaf. It does not have the elasticity of muscles and the chewiness of soft bones, and the taste is not so good.

While eating, Zhang Yuan began to think about the content of the chat with Professor Wang Zhong.

The two sides chatted for so long, not only about academic issues, but also about "Earth Times", including the working system, economic system and so on.

Undergraduates like him, whose grades were pretty good during their undergraduate years, but who didn't show any special performance, are almost second- and third-level jobs, with only a basic salary of 1,100 yuan a month.

If you publish a few good papers and prove your academic value, you will be able to do a high-end job, and your salary will rise to 1,300...

Competition is that cruel.

"If I follow a good mentor and make good experimental results, I can also increase my salary."

"If I can complete some high-quality patents, bring a certain amount of revenue to the Deep Space Foundation on Earth, and continue to grow..."

"Is this the new economic system they came up with? Well, it feels weird, but it sounds like it works."

Ideals can motivate for a while, but not for a lifetime. The "Earth Times" is an independent small society, and of course it also needs a complete set of economic systems to stimulate the enthusiasm of the internal staff.

The "money" here is not the federal currency commonly used on Earth, but the currency in the spacecraft, called "new currency".

As long as there are no major mistakes in one's work, every sober month will be issued according to the quota of the job level, which is essentially a bond issued by the government.

The new coins can be used to purchase various in-ship services such as food, clothes, and entertainment items, and can also be used to trade with each other.

Of course, because the output of goods is relatively limited, the salary cannot be very high, three or four thousand, the gap between the rich and the poor will not be very big...

In addition to this economic policy, there is a second policy: that is, the conversion policy between the federal currency and the new currency.

The Deep Space Foundation, which provides follow-up "Light Path" support, may be short of money. In order to raise this part of the funds as soon as possible, the Deep Space Foundation calls on astronauts to donate, which can be personal property or intellectual property.

Property donation is not a compulsory measure, it is within the scope of personal ability.

The property on the earth can be converted to a certain extent into the "new currency" used in the spacecraft.

This conversion plan is still under study, and everyone will be notified when the time comes.

"Hey... Although this approach is a bit strange, everyone should be able to understand it. Helping the foundation is helping ourselves."

The 500,000 people on board the spaceship always carried a touch of idealism. Going to an unknown planet to develop a human colony requires hard work, hard work, and may even cost you your life. All the difficulties have been discussed in advance, and everyone has already made psychological preparations.

Do you still expect to get better enjoyment than the earth?

If you want to enjoy, it is better to stay on the earth.

Anyway, Zhang Yuan had already donated all his family's property, so he felt at ease.

But there is another point that he cares more about, that is, the job level in the spaceship. The higher the job level, the more spaceship permissions, the higher the importance of the position and the higher the salary.

People always want to find some goals for themselves, and Zhang Yuan doesn't want to be a marginal figure in the spaceship.

However, the job level cannot be obtained by donations. It can only be calculated fairly and justly through a set of "impact factor algorithms" after achieving achievements by relying on one's own strength.

The most senior position is "captain", and there are only a few candidates, which are difficult to replace.

Zhang Yuan deeply knows how difficult it is for the spacecraft to sail to a planet 20 light-years away.

Even if the earth civilization has prepared as much as possible, the whole journey is still full of hardships.

The captain not only needs overall planning, material allocation, and training of the next generation of heirs, but also needs to bear huge psychological pressure. The kind of remarks that pigs can be captains are basically the thinking of pigs.

In addition to the captain, the middle-level cadres in the spacecraft include the heads of various departments, experts and professors in universities, project reviewers, community organization committee members, and so on.

The lowest-level staff, of course, are their spaceship maintenance workers and workers in the production room. These workers are carried in a saturated manner. To put it bluntly, it is not unimportant, but a huge number. Even if half of them die, it will not have much impact on the operation of the spacecraft...

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan basically made a plan for the future.

His undergraduate grades are not bad, but they can only be regarded as mediocre among the outstanding groups. Therefore, it is best to write a few good papers to improve some social status.

"In the new society, knowledge is king, and the social atmosphere is very good."

"As long as you have a good thesis, firstly, it will be easier to find a mentor; secondly, you can also prove your ability and gain a higher social status."

But what to write...

What papers can be written?

I have been thinking hard and racking my brains, but I don't have a particularly good idea for the time being.

If you write papers casually, there will be no great benefits, and you will be scolded by Professor Wang Zhong, which is not what he wants.

Thinking like this, after spending more than ten minutes, Zhang Yuan finally ran to his temporary dormitory building and took a few heavy breaths.

The dormitory lights were on, and there was another roommate inside, who was an astronaut who came early like him.

"Dong dong dong", he knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Zhang Yuan was shocked when he just walked in the door.

The ground is covered with messy mechanical creations, red, white, yellow, and all kinds of strangely shaped robots.

Some were still on a rampage, like a four-wheel drive, hitting the wall with a "slap".

"Be careful, don't step on it."

Squatting in the corner was an unremarkable young man with a bit of oil on his face.

Zhang Yuan quickly dodged. The 4WD hit the table leg again and dropped several parts.

He carefully walked around these robots, put the seafood noodles on the table, and asked curiously: "Dude, are you making robots?"

"No, I'm picking..."

"These are all my favorite works. I'm choosing which ones can go to space with me, I'm worried!"

The young man said with a sad face.

At the same time, he was a little complacent, and kept observing Zhang Yuan's expression with his eyes.

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded understandingly: "There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but you can only take one on the road, isn't it painful?"

Each person's share of carrying material is 20 kilograms, too much will not work.

These machines are all made of metal, and any two add up to more than 20 kilograms.

"Isn't it? I've been struggling for hours!" said the man on the opposite side in distress.

For this kind of behavior, Zhang Yuan does not intend to make any comments.

Everyone has everyone's hobbies, which is actually nothing. The guy who can build his own robot must be a pretty awesome character.