Sky: [Is it okay for a golden eagle?] 】

With the opening of this barrage, the entire live broadcast room seems to come to life.

Fat girl: [Qingqing****! 】

Pink Sky: [*****]

……

The asterisks all over the screen crossed, and Zhang Bei silently looked at Qingqing on the side and turned his head silently.

"Next time Zoo Madness, remember!"

Sky: [Roger!] 】

Time is of little value, and the whole day of the playground's business flies by in the screams.

But tonight is a little different, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Boss Zhang also leaned on the side of the bed and waited for a news.

The box office for Journey to the West 24 hours will be counted in 10 minutes.

Although Zhang Bei doesn't care much about the development of movies.

But after all, it's still the first part of the amusement park, so you can't be too ashamed.

What's more, this thing is statistically good enough to provide sentiment value.

It's just that the quality is a little hard to describe.

Normally, an ordinary person playing a facility in an amusement park should provide an emotional value of about 1-1.5 from start to finish.

And the only amount that can be obtained from the movie is 0.05-0.1.

Less is unacceptable!

However, there are also advantages, that is, the number is large.

A person may not provide much, but as long as the base is large, the emotional value that can be obtained will naturally be a lot.

Ten minutes flew by, and Zhang Bei lightly clicked to refresh.

Erwuzai's movie is at the top of the list.

24-hour box office: 51 million!

Seeing this achievement, Zhang Bei had no joy or sorrow.

He didn't even know how much money it was.

But fortunately, he also has a very caring secretary.

Meng Chuan's call came almost the moment the list was refreshed.

"Boss, have you seen the box office?"

"Looked."

Meng Chuan was holding his girlfriend in one hand, his face full of smiles.

"Judging from this result, our total box office this time should be about one billion."

The shortcomings of network electricity are obvious, and relying on network publicity alone is not as widespread as offline after all.

But there are also many advantages, in the case of the Internet, as long as there is time, most people will not be stingy with the expenditure of these few dollars.

Zhang Bei just flipped the leaderboard for a while, and then turned around and immersed himself in the system.

According to the plan, the next proposed technology should be anti-gravity.

It's a must-have thing in space, and it's an essential infrastructure for building a planetary amusement park.

If you want to transform the planet, it is not so easy, in addition to basic technology, there is also an indispensable industrial system.

The system only provides rides, and the rest can only be figured out on your own.

Glancing at the price behind the anti-gravity technology, Zhang Bei silently turned off the interface.

Wash and sleep, you have everything in your dreams.

However, before going to sleep, he edited the information and sent it to Meng Chuan.

The next morning was not long in coming.

Meng Chuan hurried to the amusement park with a large package of documents.

"Boss!"

Zhang Bei took a sip of chicken soup and waved his hand.

"Sit down first."

Meng Chuan sat on the chair and picked up the buns on Zhang Bei's plate.

"What's the matter?"

"What about the fixed-point satellites and the space station?"

"It's been successful, the next step is to see when we land on the moon."

Zhang Bei nodded: "How was that experiment?" ”

Meng Chuan thought for a while, and then remembered what his boss said.

"It's already half done, and it's almost ready to use when the ship starts."

"Is it delicious?"

Hearing this question, Meng Chuan's face suddenly became complicated.

Zhang Beiwen's experiment is about food.

The lunar soil does not have nutrients suitable for cultivation, and it is not practical to transport large quantities from Earth.

So there is the idea of finding foods that ripen quickly through gene editing.

It's not difficult, but it's troublesome.

Guan Guo's vision was accomplished through the genes of seaweeds.

As long as it has enough nutrients, it can grow 50 centimeters a day.

As long as some genes are added that can be eaten by humans, a new type of food can be born.

But, they are scientists.

After completing the experiment, the nutrients are enough, who cares if it tastes good or not?

Meng Chuan was one of the first people to eat this thing, and he had the urge to kill at that time.

It's not unpalatable, it's simply challenging the limits of human taste.

The taste is like rubber, and the taste of tires fills the mouth when eaten.

What's even more disgusting is that this thing still has an aftertaste!

As long as you eat a little bit, your mouth will have that kind of rubber taste all day long.

Looking at Meng Chuan's expression, Zhang Bei also frowned.

He's planning to let tourists build a lunar base, or at least keep people fed, right?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Bei still decided to find a way from the system.

Meng Chuan looked at the boss who was thinking with his eyes closed and sighed, and began the human instinct to eat.

Zhang Bei flipped for a long time, and finally found a suitable technique.

[Taste genes.] 】

The technology itself is not complicated, and it is also genetically edited food.

But the essence of this technology is the elucidation of three billion gene strands on human DNA.

Want to know why humans can eat this taste?

It is necessary to find the corresponding gene on the three billion gene chains and analyze this gene in detail.

According to the exhaustive method, it will take about 1,500 supercomputers to operate uninterrupted for a thousand years.

This is on the premise that the island has an artificial intelligence like Arthur.

If it's a simple exhaustive operation?

It is better to look forward to when Boss Zhang has a conscience.

After digesting this technique, Zhang Bei rubbed his swollen brain.

"In the afternoon, I will send a piece of information to Guan Guo and produce some new varieties."

While speaking, Zhang Bei prepared the tea egg.

Well?

Where's my egg?

After a moment of confusion, Zhang Bei lowered his head.

On the plate, there is now only a lone fritter left.

Meng Chuan, who was eating egg custard, didn't realize what was happening at all.

"Huaxia said that there was a drill a year ago, and I hope you will watch it, boss."

"Drills?"

"Show your muscles and lay the right to speak."

"Well, you can give me a day in advance."

Zhang Bei watched Li Yang walk towards him with a dinner plate.

Silently took the eggs and soy milk on top.

"Anything to do lately?"

"No, I won't need to come forward in the short term to deal with the accounts of the fusion power plant."

"Okay, I'll pick a project to play later."

Meng Chuan: ???

Looking at the boss with a calm face, Meng Chuan wanted to scold.

I got up early in the morning to come over and let you play?

Li Yang, who was sitting on the side: ???

Didn't I wake up?

No, I remember that I should have taken eggs and soy milk just now!

What the hell?

The doctor, who had just walked into the cafeteria, took two steps back in an instant.

What's going on, always feeling like there's something wrong with the atmosphere?