Monster Factory

The Falcon roamed beneath the starry sky.

Undrinkable cloud poetry was shaking her head against the starboard window, and Gobi's bright galaxy gave her an impulse to bark.

Ye Qing sat on his own seat with his eyes on the thick encrypted laptop on the table.

The computer image is pitch-black, and only by careful observation can it be seen that there is a little fireflie-sized light in the center, moving forward.

This is the Falcon.

Ye Qing is controlling the SkyNet satellite tens of thousands of kilometres away, and is conducting optical tracking of the Yao Fang.

The Hayabusa turned on the main illumination light at the behest of Ye Qing, and the satellite above was enhanced by imaging so that the trail of the Hayabusa could be seen by the naked eye.

Ultimately, Yun poetry did not bring out the poems, although she carried them in her name. Since childhood, she also studied massive poems and Tang poems under her father's grace.

She was afraid Ye Qing would say she was in love.

Cloud poetry simply came together with wine, lying beside it and looking at the screen with curiosity.

“Boss, when I watch Hollywood movies, the characters are randomly lit on their phones, and you can instantly see what kind of car they're driving and what kind of clothes they're wearing on the satellite. Why is our satellite so hard to even look at an airplane...”

'Cause you watch too many movies. ”Ye Qing glanced at her unkindly.

If in the past, Yun Poetry was given white eyes by his own boss, he would surely have squatted. Now her eyes are red and her face is obviously slightly intoxicated, she is not afraid of any boss.

Yunshi Shouyeqing made a playful ghost face.

“First you have to understand the difference between communications satellites and reconnaissance satellites. Ye Qing continued to look at the screen and said:" Reconnaissance satellites are placed in near-Earth orbit, only 2,000 kilometres from the ground. ”

“At this low altitude, even with an astronomical telescope, we can see large targets on the ground. ”

Ye Qingbian said, "We are a communications satellite, in synchronous orbit, 36,000 kilometers from the ground. ”

“The optical reconnaissance you see, it's just the amateur function of this satellite, now do you understand the power of our satellite? ”

“We are launching a near-Earth orbit reconnaissance satellite to ensure that we see whatever we want. ”

“Shall we fire one too?” Cloud poetry has a passion for that kind of technology in movies.

Ye Qing refused to answer the question and lost a phone to her.

“Go to the lounge. ”

“Boss, what am I doing in the... lounge?” Cloud poetry looks strange.

“3… 2…" Ye Qing directly shouted the countdown, and the latter quickly disappeared from Ye Qing's face.

Ye Qing needs to make a phone call to test the sound quality of the satellite phone.

Skynet Satellite is a professional network communications satellite that can accommodate the network communications needs of witch aircraft. Ye Qing also intends to provide all managers of the company with an internal satellite phone.

This is not about saving on communication costs, but about the need for commercial secrecy.

The wireless communication encryption of crystals is highly advanced, and it is a pity that they are not transplanted onto Skynet satellites and terrestrial terminals.

……

In the dead of the night, people's thoughts inevitably fly.

For example, Jiang Shuya is far from Pengcheng.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Shuya usually has been washed and drilled into the duvet.

Today, she is no exception. She just went into the duvet, but Jiang Shuya couldn't sleep. Her mind was full of shadows from the previous days.

Among those shadows were the diamond-shaped building that went straight into the clouds, and the young president sitting in the office, Yuxuan. It also broke her perception of science and technology, raising doubts about whether she was a dreamer.

Deep memories tell her that everything she sees is real.

But why does Jiang Shuya always have the urge to take out his phone and confirm it with Ye Qing a few more times?

At this point, he must have not slept...

Jiang Shuya's inner Heavenly Man fought for several rounds and eventually defeated. She tapped on WeChat to find the cartoon monster profile photo that she had set as her starred friend and the message was pinned to the top.

“Are you asleep? ”

Ye Qing replied after more than 10 seconds, "Of course not. What is it? ”

“Busy?” Jiang Shuya thinks he's just chatting.

“Luckily, it's on the plane now, heading towards the middle cloud. ”

Jiang Shuya rubbed her face, usually this is not how she chats. She was always very appropriate and stuffed with a lot of emoticons in the chat. The red-net friends she added, when talking to her, always looked like they hated not being able to fly to Pengcheng immediately.

At that time, she, even Zhu, talked funny, unlike now, trying to find a way to hold off for half a day.

Jiang Shuya decided not to get involved, and asked about the business directly.

“Boss, when can the second-generation biomimetic hand be delivered?” After yesterday's launch ceremony at the Biomimetic Hand Test Center, Kang Shuya decided to change his name to Mr. Ye Qing. This is her first time, but she's probably nervous and she doesn't even notice it.

“We are only 13 days away from the Europa Medical Federation, and we will have to leave the Mead Hospital two days in advance, and I am afraid we will not have enough time to prepare. ”

“Let me ask you something.” Ye Qing replied after a moment, "I can send it tomorrow. I will send the technician on the next morning's flight, and you will pick up the plane. ”

“That's right. ”

“Have you thought of the name of the biomimetic? ”

Without mentioning this, Jiang Shuya almost forgot, and she's been thinking about it for two days.

But she didn't come up with one, so, naturally, Su Aerospace, the first biomimetic experience, was very passionate about the name.

“The Fortune Hand? ”

“Spirit Treasure Hand? ”

“Spirit Emptiness Hand? ”

“ …… ”

Ye Qing was obviously carrying the middle and second taste of the noun. The thunder field was unclear. Hurry up and type: “Dude, you've read too many fairy novels, right? ”

“This... it wasn't me, it was Su Aerospace.” Jiang Shuya quickly explained that she didn't know exactly where the terms came from, but listening to Su Aerospace shook her head and said, it felt very powerful.

“Forget it, I don't expect you to either.” Ye Qing's hair has a sighing expression, "why don't you just call Yuanjin. ”

“Strictly speaking, this biomimetic hand is part of the Yuanjin suit that we and Tencent are about to launch in partnership. ”

“Although the name sounds a little second-class, the word [Numen] does not come from the novel of Xiu Xian. This is a term in the Chinese medical dictionary and the Taoist dictionary, and the Numen God is described in a special English vocabulary. ”

“The term also fits well with our products. ”

Jiang Shuya hurriedly punched out a series of "good”.

Jiang Shuya's conversation with Ye Qing also ended with this good string.

The next morning, Kang Shuya arranged for a young nurse to pick up at the airport.

She thought she was going to be a young technician with glasses and character mane. I didn't expect it to be a little camel on the shoulder, the little old man whose eyes like to look up in the sky.

If he was a teenager, Jiang Shuya might have politely recommended him for a free spinal orthopaedic surgery in the hospital.

Now Jiang Shuya decided to ignore him and concentrate on the propaganda plan of Yuanshen.

The second generation of biomics.

Former Divine Hand.