Chapter 241

At the other end of the space-time gate, the citizens of New York City looked up curiously at the deep and dark vortex on their heads, the universe countless light-years away.

For ordinary citizens, this is just a fantasy mirage and an astronomical spectacle, but for real insiders, it is a real threat. Nick's feeling is extremely complex.

It is like the relief of heavy burden, but also unspeakably sour.

The opposite of spacetime gate is not an alien invasion army, which is good news for him. However, the political orientation of human society, ********, may not be positive for this country.

He instinctively wants to hide everything. As the s.h.i.e.l.d. has done in the past, he secretly contacts with the opposite side. Ordinary people can live as they should. At best, they must not make any mistakes.

But this time he knew it was impossible.

An iceberg collided head-on. You can't pretend to be invisible with your eyes closed.

But these are the troubles of the future. Now the top priority is to let the rulers of the country accept it, "a group of fools!" Nick spit on the ground and said fiercely.

Many people in this country will think that they will be ruled by a group of elites with super intelligence, Zhuo temperament, serious attitude and capable work ability, just as the government publicizes to them - elitist politics takes into account fairness and efficiency, and rulers can have power because they are more outstanding.

But Nick won't believe these things. No one knows these things better than him. They may be a little better than ordinary people, but it's all because their education investment is more than ten times that of ordinary people. In terms of talent, attitude and wisdom, they are ordinary people with broader horizons and more appropriate etiquette, More slick experience, but most of them are a group of people who have no chance with the elite.

Compared with the s.h.i.e.l.i.e.l.d., which is a gathering of real elites, they are greedy, stupid and cowardly.

The Ministry of defense has really outstanding talents, West Point has really outstanding talents, Wharton Business School has really outstanding talents, Ivy League produces elites one by one, and s.h.i.e.l.d. brings together all the elites, but Nick has to admit that it is a group of real fools who lead and rule them.

The masters of this country need those elites to help them operate, but no one needs to covet their position.

Therefore, they have their own rules of the game: self-confidence, calm, bold and ruthless. They know from an early age that their battlefield is in the wine banquet of paper fans and gold, and in the celebrity field of intrigue, so they adapt to the rules of the game they set up like a duck to water.

A decent and generous descendant with extensive knowledge and understanding of the social rules of upper class society is an outstanding successor.

But Nick knows that self-confidence may be arrogant, calm may become stupid, bold sometimes arrogant, and the other side of ruthlessness is vicious. In their game rules, they are outstanding and excellent, but the world is not really their game world, and not everyone likes to play in other people's game rules.

For example, some asshole Nick knows likes to play by his own rules.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are facing unprecedented challenges in human history. It can be said that from this moment on, every moment is history. What we will face is an unprecedented situation. All the past experiences are useless. What we need to do is truly pioneering, decisive and unparalleled forward-looking work."

Nick Qiang endured his anger and tried to convince these fools.

"So I ask you to make a truly decisive decision."

"General, that's what we did!" a committee member impatiently interrupted him. "What we are doing here is the decision that affects the world. Do you know how much economic losses the United States will suffer if we don't appease Wall Street? What support can our policy get if we don't communicate with bankers?"

"Diplomacy, oil, the situation in the Middle East, counter-terrorism and stability maintenance, our topics are very heavy, so please don't disturb the process of the General Assembly? Please..."

"I don't know whether the world is determined by you, but I know that the enemy's behavior will not be determined by you!"

Nick interrupted him angrily.

"Open your eyes and have a look!" Nick pointed out the window.

"Do you think it's a threat? No, it's a revolution. It's a revolution in all the concepts and meanings you know well, and everything in your mind that has been dramatically changed."

"When millions of light-years of the big world appear in front of us outside this planet, you are still chattering about the trivial things of this planet."

"Maybe you think it's a powerful force, but when the gear of fate began to rotate, those things were old, rotten and lost their vitality. Finance, ********, world trade, they used to be very important, but today, they are no longer the mainstream of the world at the moment of the arrival of time and space gate and the outer universe!"

"How is NASA's scientific research going?" Nick stood on the podium and asked the committee members.

"It's going well. We'll start the ninth Mars exploration operation soon." without the members' speeches, there are the data in the Ivy League Elite report.

"What about the industrial strength of Houston aerospace industrial base and Oak Forest National Laboratory?" Nick continued with a cold eye.

"This is a composite data, the interaction between science and industry, materials, technology, experimental technology, reserve generation, very complex..." the Ivy League graduate replied skillfully: "we need time to summarize the data."

Nick nodded, looked at the silent committee members, sneered and said, "no, you tell me directly that we can produce several parts of the spaceship!"

"This..."

"You can say it roughly, you can guess." Nick didn't mean to embarrass him.

After a period of communication between the Ivy League graduates and their alumni, they answered positively: "we can take out the experimental model, but it is an unrepeatable prototype, a relic of extraterrestrial civilization, and the real scientific and technological and industrial strength of the earth is completely strange in the cosmic environment..."

Nick interrupted, "what can it produce?"

"Er!... we don't know!" the spokesman shrugged. "We don't have technical reserves. Extragalactic spacecraft don't even have data for us."

"In other words, we can't even produce a screw on their ship... Right?"

"... yes!" the committee members under the stage have begun to stir.

"How many spaceships do we have enough resources on earth?"

"Resources are a kind of existence in a broad sense. Now, with the resources we can use, all industrial countries in the world can't build a qualified spacecraft, even those in the solar system."

The commotion under the stage was even greater.

"What is the foundation of the whole world? How much is the difference between our productivity, industry, creativity and labor value compared with the extraterrestrial civilization we are currently in contact with?" Nick asked relentlessly.

This time the ivy vines discussed it for a longer time.

They began to quarrel and blush. With the passage of time, they began to call, quarrel, abuse, faint and torture each other until the chaos became a pot of porridge. Then they slowly unified their opinions, the quarrel calmed down, and finally gave the answer.

Nine hours have passed.

An old ivy vine with chicken skin and white hair was elected to make their final judgment: "The production capacity of the whole human society, including experimental capacity and industrial potential within two months, can not compare with the production industrial unit of a spaceship. Even if they knock out the spaceship with a hammer, their industrial capacity with a hammer also exceeds the sum of our industries..."

There was a dead silence at the meeting.

Nick glanced around, looked at the ugly 'elites' and hissed: "now you all understand what we are facing?"

He casually opened the notebook of key topics discussed at the previous meeting, looked at the dazzling data, symbols representing currency and complex financial analysis, shook his head and sneered.

"Wall Street... Hiss!"