Star Ring City, the space command center, it's twelve o'clock at noon, and it's time for employees to rest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The man in the uniform of a Transwarp Trade employee slipped his fries dipped in ketchup into his mouth, and slid his oil-stained fingers across the holographic screen to open the live broadcast room of a well-known game streamer who played the god-level continent.

This neural access VR online game, once launched, swept the world, relying on the anti-heaven function of intelligent real-time calculation, with endless plots and possibilities firmly grasped the hearts of players, has been with 95% of the horror market share, dominating the world of large-scale VR online game market.

Gris was no exception, he had been a big fan of the God-level Continent before he became an employee of the Star Ring Trade. Whenever he took a lunch break, he would click on a few fixed live broadcast rooms, throwing snacks into his mouth while watching the gods do the legendary "only mission".

The live broadcast was in a wonderful place, and seeing that the broadcaster called Shadow Demon had finished the plot of the only mission, and was about to fight the boss battle, the communication headset he threw on the table suddenly flashed red.

Looking at the flashing red light, Gris was slightly stunned.

Although he was very reluctant, he reluctantly turned off the holographic screen, put down his feet on the table, reached out and grabbed the headset on the table and put it on his head.

That's the nature of his work.

Because the communication resources between Earth and Mars are precious, he has to sit at his desk and be on call even during breaks. The real break is only after work, when a shift intern will take over his work.

Clearing his throat, he wiped his mouth full of oil as he expertly pressed the turn button.

“…… This is the space command center, and the liaison 011 is at your service. ”

There was a murmur on the other end of the com, which quickly became clear.

“…… This is the 071 project team. We found ...... underground. Something special, we don't know how to describe our shock at the moment. ”

Something special?

Gris was stunned, did not dare to slack off, and immediately grabbed the ballpoint pen from the table and put it on the notepad.

"Okay, the 071 project team, the space command center has received your message. Can you describe it in detail? What exactly did you find? ”

"It's a big underground space, there's no groundwater, there's no ice...... It is empty and the shell is metal. After scrapping about five drill bits, we drilled open the shell. Inside, we detected some metal objects, which didn't look like they were natural, but we couldn't tell what they were. ”

Leaning next to the rover, Wang Qiang made contact with the Star Ring City Space Command Center through the Mars communication base station, and looked at the screen of the instrument in his hand, his face was full of solemnity.

Standing next to him were four Marines wearing space-style exoskeletons, holding in their hands the new individual weapon of the Star Ring Trade Aerospace Force-Gauss rifle. At this moment, the four Marines were standing near the drilling platform, waiting for them.

Seeing that Wang Qiang hung up the phone, Captain Hong Zewei, who was standing next to him, immediately stepped forward and asked.

"What does the ground command center say?"

"They told us to keep drilling and drop the drone down. ”

"Drop the drone directly, if a monster comes out of it?" Hong Zewei smiled bitterly, "Or is it Gundam or something......

"Then we must be the ones who died at the beginning of the movie," Wang Qiang shrugged his shoulders, put his arm on the rover, and looked at the direction of drilling with a complicated expression, "Either Columbus who discovered the New World." ”

"You are the captain of the ship, how to choose, you decide. ”

……

January 1, 2020.

After spending three months of leisurely vacation on the side of the last days, Jiang Chen returned to Koro Island on New Year's Day.

The election campaign for the new national general election is in full swing, and in the streets and alleys of several major cities such as Koro City, Penglai City, and Anjia City, those holographic screens floating next to the maglev highway are flashing advertisements for the products of the Future People Group, or President Zhang Yaping's election manifesto.

Under such a propaganda offensive, the candidates of other parties have almost become foils.

In fact, even without these propaganda offensives, the possibility of Zhang Yaping losing the election is almost zero. The past four years have been four years of rapid growth for the new country, and the total GDP generated in these four years has exceeded even the combined GDP of the island nation over the past few centuries.

Many people have watched this country, from a small island with sugar cane, fishing, and coconut as its pillars, to a "cosmic power" under the support of the Furujin Group, and has sat on the throne of the "leader" of the Earth Defense Alliance.

I don't know how many people beat their chests and feet, hold their foreheads and sigh, and feel sorry for the loss of such a strong enterprise.

The international situation is also stirring up a general election on the other side of the Pacific, and although the new country has made epic achievements in many fields, and the world's center of gravity has begun to tilt from the eastern Pacific to the western Pacific, for now, the crossroads of the world are still New York's Times Square, not the space elevator to the future of mankind.

Compared with the uneventful New National Election, the U.S. election is full of dramatic changes.

A dark horse emerged from the crowd, and the racist Trump, with his "Twitter empire", unexpectedly qualified for the party's nomination and unexpectedly became the favorite in the March general election.

At the same time that the Republican Party was arguing over the candidates on this issue, the Democratic Party was already in a state of "sword and sword."

Negative news about Hillary Clinton suddenly broke out on the Internet, and she was tired of excusing receiving foreign funds, personal emails, and other problems.

Kerry's abrupt resignation as secretary of state broke his vow not to run, vowed to take the United States and the Democratic Party on the "right path," and took aim at Hillary.

John F. Kennedy rose to prominence, and after a public campaign speech, he went from an obscure congressman to a nationally famous candidate, and his approval ratings grew by leaps and bounds, just like the black-faced dark horse of the year......

The three forces attacked each other, and the pre-election in March was a terrible fight. Because of the average quality of the Republican candidates, and even because of the jokes made by a certain person, many people have even joked that the current president will be decided in the March primaries.

Beneath the glamorous appearance, there is a bloodier and more tragic capital confrontation.

Behind Kerry is Daniel Morgan, behind Hillary is the Rockefeller consortium, and the Kennedy family itself is one of the members of the Boston consortium, a community of interests.

Before facing a more distant crisis, the problems of human civilization itself seem more imminent.

In the midst of this turbulent undercurrent, this blue planet ushered in the first day of the twenties of the twenty-first century......