Lin Jiang's villa estate in Harbour City is very large, covering more than 3,000 acres of land, with more than ten buildings, and the rest are swimming pools, golf courses, gardens and the like.

However, Lin Jiang rarely goes to these places. His demand for material enjoyment is getting lower and lower, or even no longer. For example, for meals, he just needs to fill his stomach with something. He doesn't care about those high-end ingredients at all. Instead, his bodyguards, secretaries and some nannies enjoy these.

In the 6049th year of the Xia calendar, Lin Jiang built an exhibition hall in the estate to display some high-tech products, especially the cockpits of fighter jets and spacecrafts, which were copied one to one. Lin Jiang asked someone to teach him how to fly various types of planes and spacecrafts.

Now it's just learning, and Lin Jiang will practice it himself in the future. Maybe Lin Jiang has a dream of flying a spacecraft in space.

Chen Yuanhua also studied with Lin Jiang. There was also a middle-aged man beside him named Wu Jiang, who was preparing to take over Chen Yuanhua's position. He was Chen Yuanhua's apprentice and his adopted son.

Chen Yuanhua's own son was not up to the task of being the head of Lin Jiang's personal bodyguards, so he had to look for another candidate. Wu Jiang stood out among the many candidates. He was smart, capable, and calm.

Wu Jiang would be able to completely replace Chen Yuanhua after learning from Chen Yuanhua for a few more years, and Chen Yuanhua could go back to live in retirement.

"How is Old Chen?"

"You mean my dad? He's doing well in the Shuguang Sanatorium. It looks like he can live another 20 years. I went up to see him and he was bragging to a bunch of rich people."

"Haha, that's great."

"What the hell? Many of the rich people recuperating there were his former enemies. They were fighting."

"Tsk tsk, old men with an average age of over 100 are fighting. The nurses and doctors must be in a lot of trouble."

"It's almost the same. Anyway, my dad won't suffer any loss."

Chen Yuanhua curled his lips. His dad was a martial saint. Although his blood and qi were declining and his strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be, he could handle three or five strong men. He was more worried about the old men who fought with his dad. If they hurt someone, he didn't know if his dad's pension would be enough to compensate.

"I've learned almost everything today. You guys can play by yourselves. Don't break it. This is a test machine, two small targets."

Lin Jiang waved his hand. This machine room was built according to the cockpit of a real spacecraft. It took two small targets to build it. It was still very fragile and easy to break.

Lin Jiang studied for half a year and learned everything. After that, he went to practice and flew all kinds of helicopters, passenger planes and fighter jets for a full 100 hours.

This process made Chen Yuanhua and Wu Jiang very busy. In order to ensure the safety of the whole process, they did a lot of work.

The practical driving of spacecraft is not good. The number is too scarce. If Lin Jiang goes, he can't hide his identity, which will easily cause some people to take risks.

So Lin Jiang learned all kinds of special vehicles again, including various types of tanks, armored vehicles, and even submarines. After such a busy time, the time has come to the 6052nd year of the Xia calendar.

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Zhou Liao,

Zhou Bang of the aviation base was stationed here as a training instructor, responsible for the training of astronauts. They all know that space is very dangerous and requires astronauts to have super physical and psychological qualities.

Therefore, martial arts is a necessary subject for astronauts. After all, martial artists have obvious advantages over ordinary people in terms of strength, reaction, and speed.

However, for astronauts, martial arts is a very difficult thing, or they have too many things to learn, and human energy is really limited. Even if they are geniuses, it is difficult for them to be all-rounders.

Therefore, in terms of martial arts, the astronauts before even had difficulty breaking through the innate, basically between dark power and transformation power.

But now Zhou Liao has appeared, and has made great breakthroughs in the medicine for tempering the body, so the martial arts level of these astronauts has also improved a lot. Without the innate level of martial arts, they cannot go to the sky.

"Instructor Zhou, I want to inject type 3 medicine."

One day, Zhou Bang finished his work and was about to get off work. Suddenly, a space student found him and said that he wanted to inject type 3 medicine.

In order to improve their personal physical fitness, astronauts will inject a body-strengthening medicine every half a month, which is what Zhou Liao studied.

It is divided into three models. The first model is an ordinary tempering medicine, which is safe and peaceful, without side effects, but the improvement speed is also slow. The second model is an enhanced version of the first model, which is faster and has slight side effects. The third model is no different from Qingyun's, with huge effects and huge side effects.

Generally speaking, space bases are not allowed to use Type III drugs because they pay a huge price to train astronauts, and the training cost is extremely high.

However, these genetic drugs are not omnipotent. The effect still depends on the individual's physical fitness. For some people, one injection of the drug can improve their data by 10%, while some people need three or five injections, or even use it until death.

Therefore, the aerospace base will also allow some individuals to take risks and sacrifice themselves to complete some urgent tasks.

"You have no say. Let your supervisor come to me tomorrow, but I advise you not to do this. You still have a chance."

"Instructor Zhou, I have no chance. Those people in the team were born in wealthy families. They have all kinds of training and all kinds of drugs to improve themselves since childhood. I come from the slums..." "

See you tomorrow."

Zhou Bang left without listening to him.

When he returned home, his family was already waiting. Now the Zhou family is not a family of three, but a family of more than 30 people. He and his wife Li He have given birth to five children, three sons and two daughters, over the years. As for the rest, Zhou Bang used other means to find other women to give birth.

In modern society, there is a monogamous law. Although the rich have ways to circumvent it, Zhou Bang still respected Li He and did not bring her home. He just used some methods such as d-pregnancy to give birth to the child.

In order to strengthen the family's sense of honor, there is a family dinner every week, which has been going on for many years.

After dinner, Zhou Bang called Li He and his eldest son Zhou Sheng and went into the study.

"Zhou Sheng, how is your company's business going?"

Zhou Bang asked. His son had just graduated from college not long ago, and Zhou Bang gave him a lot of property. Based on strict family education, Zhou Sheng is much more calm than his peers.

"Now that we have completely taken over, relying on Dad's connections and eating some soup and water from the big families, we can barely get by."

"Don't worry, now we eat their soup and water, and in the future they will eat us."

"Dad, I understand, I know what to do."

"It's good to know, the prosperity of a family does not depend on one day or one night, but on the long-term. You are not young anymore. You have to get married within this year. The other party does not have to give you much help, just have more children."

"Dad, I'm not a stud, why don't you try your best?"

"Zhou Sheng, how can you talk like that?"

Li He scolded angrily, Zhou Sheng shrank his head and dared not say a word.

"Li He, forget it, Zhou Sheng has not experienced our era, he doesn't understand the essence of it."

Zhou Bang waved his hand and said, how can a family be strong, one of the key points is to have more children, more children, a larger base, there is a possibility of genius, select the best, if you only have one child, the child is a waste, is it really true that wealth cannot last for more than three generations?

"Be careful with your mother."

Li He glared at her eldest son, thinking that he was so disrespectful and asked if he hadn't been beaten in a long time. Zhou Sheng was embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything.

"This time I have intervened in the Space Bureau, and have successfully penetrated into Zhou Liao's military system. There is room for us to operate here. There are many retired soldiers in the army, and they are still very talented. Zhou Sheng, you set up a company specifically to recruit some retired soldiers and officers."

"Dad, what are we going to recruit them for?"

"Even if we keep them for free, it won't be a loss. I will naturally be useful to them then. We must plan as soon as possible and move towards the consortium. What is a consortium? It's similar to the aristocratic families we thought of

. We need people who are loyal to us." "I know this, Dad. It means that we let their descendants work in our company to form psychological dependence and inertia, which is the method of raising dead soldiers in ancient times." "

That's about what I mean. The consortium was also built up step by step in this way."

Zhou Bang nodded. That's what he meant. This time he intervened in the Space Bureau, which was affiliated with the military. He also dealt with many soldiers and knew that in this peaceful era, the military's talent was wasted very seriously. Many talented people without backgrounds were not valued or promoted.

So he wanted to take this opportunity to attract a group of talents, which would be much faster than training them personally. As long as the talents were in his hands, he would naturally have a way to make them loyal to him. This was the prototype of the consortium.

"Dad, I understand."

Zhou Sheng nodded. He was a little excited now. The friends he had dealt with since he was a child were all rich or noble. He had also dealt with the top second generation of Zhou Liao, but in that circle, he was at the bottom, so it was impossible for him not to have some ambition in his heart.

What his father did now was to pave the way for him. How could he not be excited when he thought about the opportunity to be on an equal footing with those top circles in the future, or even step on them under his feet?