This technology was actually exchanged by Gu Yan.

I don’t intend to choose the immigration program.

Technology and knowledge are relatively cheap in the exchange list provided by the association.

One reason is that the cost is not high.

The second reason is that the actual effect is also not very high.

Knowledge and technology are essential to the development of a civilization, but a world facing doomsday usually does not have enough time to turn technology into reality.

In short, because it was cheap, Gu Yan exchanged for a lot of different technologies, and what he took out at this time was a relatively basic aerospace power production blueprint.

It’s no wonder that Steinbeck was so excited; this technology was exactly what he had been pursuing all his life.

I originally thought that it would be impossible to achieve this pursuit in this lifetime, and even my own daughter would not have much chance of doing it. However, the thing that I had devoted my entire life to, suddenly and simply appeared before my eyes.

Just being so excited was already a manifestation of Steinbeck's will.

"You'll have plenty of time to verify." Reid chuckled, "Why don't you invite us in?"

"No, of course, please, come in." Stanbeck seemed to have finally come to his senses, and stammered to invite the two people in front of him, but he still held the tablet tightly in his hands, as if he was worried that it would be taken back.

It was Dale who mustered up the courage at this time.

He stepped out and led the two into the house.

While he was hurriedly taking out cups and water to entertain them, he looked at the two of them cautiously.

The curiosity in my heart even exceeds the uneasiness caused by introversion.

Although she was still very young, she was very talented in studying and had accumulated considerable knowledge, so she could better understand how incredible a blueprint of a space propulsion system was.

Don't say that the entire subject is obsolete now.

Even if the world's scientific research efforts were concentrated more than a decade ago, it would not have been possible to design a space propulsion system.

This is not the small one-person spaceship of the past.

It's a real space immigration spaceship! "Who are you two?" Stanbeck still held the tablet in his hand like a treasure, but his voice was still trembling, "Could it be that the government has not given up on researching immigration spaceships? Then why didn't they invite me, I..."

Gu Yan raised his hand to stop Stanbeck, whose tone was becoming increasingly agitated.

"Take your time, we still have a lot of time." His serious expression seemed to naturally give people a sense of reassurance. "First of all, we are not from the government. We are from the Human Rights Protection Association."

The word "fan" is still omitted.

Since saving Quintina and the others' world, the Human Justice Guardian Association has become one of their self-proclaimed names in certain situations.

The purpose and function are the same.

But the specifications and meaning are completely different.

"Humanity Protection Association?"

Steinbeck repeated the title and then looked puzzled.

He had never heard of it.

Logically speaking, it is definitely not a simple organization to design such a blueprint, because it requires sufficient funds, as well as huge investment in personnel and experiments.

Apart from the government, who else could have secretly designed such a blueprint without being known? "As the name suggests, the purpose of our association is to ensure that human civilization can continue to be passed on." Gu Yan looked at Stanbeck and said slowly but firmly, "Human civilization should not completely ruin its future because of a momentary mistake."

Steinbeck was somewhat moved.

To be honest, even though he has been rumored by the outside world to be one of the representatives of the hope faction.

However, he is still inevitably pessimistic about the future of mankind.

The environment continues to deteriorate and the economy is in a mess. It seems that human beings today no longer have the ability to think about the future.

But now.

Someone told him with such a serious expression and such strong self-confidence that mankind should still have a future.

"Is this the result of your struggle for humanity?" Stanbeck's tone softened involuntarily, and his fingers gently wiped the words and patterns on the tablet. "Why did you invite me now? Although I am old, I have been working hard for this in the past ten years."

As he spoke, his eyes became red.

This is truly regrettable.

I regret that I was not able to participate in this great achievement of saving humanity.

"Actually, we are not here to invite you to study technology." Reed interrupted at this time, "Our association has been established for a long time and has unparalleled advantages in technology, but we lack the ability to turn technology into reality. You should know that just having blueprints is not enough. To save human civilization, we need the joint efforts of all mankind."

Steinbeck suddenly realized.

With this technology, humans still need to build a large number of spaceships, or even extremely large extraterrestrial immigration stations.

Only then will it be possible for human beings to escape the harsh environment on Earth and find new life outside the Earth.

However, he still couldn't understand it.

"Without huge investment of manpower and material resources, how did you design such a blueprint?"

He was even a little shaken.

After all, I just took a quick look just now.

It is still not entirely certain that this drawing is authentic.

It may even be a semi-finished product.

Reed and Gu Yan looked at each other.

They had already thought of a solution to this problem when they came.

"This is the association's secret, but if you are willing to sign a confidentiality agreement, it can be disclosed." Reed once again took out two documents like a magic trick.

"Hey, I, can I know that too?" Dale said in surprise and timidly.

And Steinbeck had already picked up the document and was looking at it carefully.

This is indeed a confidentiality agreement.

The above lists many prohibited items for leaking secrets, even including undisguised personal threats.

But Steinbeck's expression remained calm.

This is what the confidentiality agreement is like. He was more curious about Reed and Gu Yan's answers.

If this drawing is authentic, how was it made?

So it was signed quickly.

When Dale saw her grandfather sign, she couldn't help but sign as well out of curiosity.

Reed put the two agreements away again and just chuckled, "Xiao Xi, come out and say hello."

"OK."

The voice came from the tablet in Steinbeck's hand. A blonde, blue-eyed, cute girl appeared on the interface and waved her hand cordially.

"Hello, everyone. I am Xiaoxi, the artificial intelligence life form."

I'm going around eating banquets during the National Day holiday, and I'll try to update as much as possible. Sometimes I can't find my computer and there's nothing I can do (*) 　　 　 (End of this chapter)