Chapter 286 Weird Dominic and his companions cautiously came to the door of the warehouse. Seeing that the leader had lifted the protection, they walked in boldly. "Is this a nuclear reactor?" Several people showed disappointed expressions on their faces. "I thought it was like in the movies." "Doesn't it look like it? Although it is a little darker, it will definitely look like it after some maintenance." The leader thought to himself and decided to let Haval fix it up later. After visiting the storage warehouse, Zhang Ailun asked Haval to continue to stay here to maintain daily work, and took Dominic and others out, got in the car and went to the next place. They arrived at a small country town and a somewhat shabby farm. They parked the car on the side of the road, and Zhang Ailun asked Dominic to call the contact. Soon the call was connected, and after a few words, the person on the other end asked them to wait. A few minutes later, a modified pickup truck was seen driving from the town highway and stopped on the side of the road. A big man wearing a straw hat, fat, with a beard and a pink apron got out of the car and greeted us warmly as soon as he came over. "Hey! Baby, hello." "Hello, hello, are you Nami?" Dominic looked at him in doubt. The name Nami, it sounds like a woman no matter how you look at it, right?
Do you think I haven't watched One Piece? "I am LGBT (same sex, same sex, bisexual, transgender)." The bearded man didn't care about their strange looks and said hello to the person in the passenger seat, "Hey, Buffalo in the passenger seat, do you want to stay in the car or get off and meet your dads?" "You are so rude!" Jennifer was a little unhappy and got out of the car. If the chief leader hadn't stopped her, West Coast Rose would have definitely let him see why the flowers were so red. "I'm sorry, I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about my co-pilot." The bearded man hurriedly explained in order to avoid misunderstanding. Soon, they saw a sturdy young man wearing lipstick, black leather high heels, and a golden wig, getting out of the car with his hips twisted. He stretched, his armpit hair was black and shiny, and waved to the few people and said hello, "Hello!" "Baby, look at you, you're still so sexy? Your curves are just like the headlights of a truck! I really want to find a place to pamper you." The bearded man slapped his butt, causing him to grumble. "There's someone else here!" "..." Several people felt a chill. Zhang Ailun was also a little numb. What happened today? All the people I met were weird? Are they all the same? Is this still the suburbs of Los Angeles? Where the hell are you coming from? He calmed down, resisted the urge to punch him, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, you guys want to sell that... oh, private satellite. Did you bring it here?" I was almost mentally bombarded by them and even my CPU burned out. Although the bearded man is an LGBT, there is no ambiguity in the work he should do. Apart from some problems with his sexual orientation, he should be a normal person otherwise. "Everyone is in the car." He turned around and lifted the curtain on the pickup truck, revealing the private satellite underneath. Zhang Allen and the others leaned over to take a look. How to put it, it looks like a cubic foldable miniature toy, but it has all the security hardware, solar panels, batteries, transceivers, antennas, and there are about 27 of them, which is equivalent to a complete set of micro-satellites. Unlike the size of private satellites imagined, this micro satellite has a side length of 11 centimeters and weighs about kilograms. The cost of manufacturing it should be between several thousand and tens of thousands of dollars, and the cost of a single launch should be between 15 and 20 dollars. This type of microsatellite has long been used by NASA to carry out space missions. "We don't know much about satellites. Can you explain their functionality? What can this satellite be used for?" Zhang Ailun asked. "How different is it compared to Starlink?"
"It has many uses. If you are a photography enthusiast, a private satellite can be equipped with a 4K panoramic camera to take 360-degree high-definition photos of space, and interact with mobile phones through the satellite for entertainment. It can also monitor weather and forest fires, provide communication and Internet services, and develop private navigation and positioning information. If you know a programmer who is good at programming, you can also program and build your own private network server." "Currently, many people who understand network technology and people in large companies are using it. They all use private encrypted local area networks and independent information bases. Legally, they are not regulated by the space agency and the national network. You can use it for whatever you want, even to launch guided missiles. However, it is best to comply with the regulations of the local gun administration for this kind of thing." Bearded Nami explained, "In today's technologically advanced world, the cost of launching a satellite is not as high as you think. It has long been used as a private service for the rich and those who are interested in it. Of course, I'm talking about America. If you live in a backward area, I guess no one would be willing to help you launch a private satellite." Zhang Ailun also learned more about it. It was discovered that Interorbital launched the TubeSat personal satellite kit on the market in 2013, allowing anyone to send a half-pound payload into low Earth orbit for $8000, including the launch cost. That’s right, for $8000, or RMB 56000, you can have your own private satellite. Of course, this experience satellite is still different from the standardized private satellite. While each TubeSat kit includes the satellite building blocks, safety hardware, solar panels, batteries, power management hardware and software, transceivers, antennas, microcomputers, and the necessary programming tools, these kits can be used to build a real satellite with enough power to be received by users on the ground with handheld amateur radio receivers, or to act as a private amateur radio relay station. But basically it can only be used for a few weeks, at most one or two months. Zhang Ailun also asked the bearded man about the difference between the TubeSat satellite and these microsatellites, and where he got them from. "The user's TubeSat private satellite will be carried by Interorbital Systems NEPTUNE 31 rocket along with 30 other satellites into low Earth orbit 310 kilometers above the surface. These small satellites will not become space junk that stays in orbit for a long time. They can only operate for a few weeks, and then they will fall out of orbit and burn up in the atmosphere." "But these private satellites developed jointly by Mayweather and the Rocket Lab can stay in orbit for at least 3-5 years, and their functionality and materials are military products, and their network signals are smoother than those of ordinary satellites," said Nami, who has a slight beard. "They can also go over the firewall and learn about the ecology and geography of other regions and countries." "My friend works in the rocket research lab. This is the result of their joint research with Mayweather Company, but they are currently researching a new type of satellite, so this micro-satellite is no longer valued. I bought it from them and wanted to find someone to launch it myself, but what happened later disrupted my plan." The slightly bearded man looked at his girlfriend affectionately and said, "I have met my true love! We decided to sell some useless things at home and use the money to travel to other countries. See the beauty of the world, and then go back to the starting point where we met and get married in the church!" The 'bride' also smiled shyly upon hearing this. "..." Zhang Ailun fell silent. Then he asked, "So, how much do you want to sell this private satellite for?" "30 US dollars. Each of them costs ten thousand US dollars to produce. There are 27 microsatellites in total, and there is a mature matrix database that contains geographic data and GPS programming. It has many familiar functions. I want to sell it for three hundred thousand US dollars." Bearded Nami said reasonably. Zhang Ailun immediately put on a mask of pain, thought for a moment, took out his dragon-slaying sword from his pocket, and slashed at the perverted LGBT fiercely. "Okay, Nami, you're right. The cost of these private satellites is indeed worth the price, but you forgot the most important point. These are the research results from at least two years ago. You also mentioned that the Rocket Launch Laboratory is currently working with Mayweather to research the latest private satellite? This shows that they also know that this satellite is about to be upgraded, and the new satellite will definitely be more powerful in terms of function and service life." "Private satellite research companies currently on sale also have their own new products. ArduSat's satellite costs $20 and the launch cost is about $10. In other words, I can buy the latest, most complete and best-used private satellite for $30. Why should I spend $ to buy your second-hand satellite? And later I have to find a rocket launch company and spend at least $ to send them into space. I also need to find someone to maintain the network to avoid accidents. Satellites are very fragile." "What you said makes sense..." Bearded Nami was stunned. She was successfully confused by the chief leader's eloquence, "So how much are you going to spend to buy these satellites?" "I'm not a profiteer. I sincerely hope that you two can successfully complete this global tour, get married in a church in California, and live a happy life. Based on its cost value and future pre-order value, I decided to buy it for $17!" Zhang Ailun gave his price. "..." The bearded man was somewhat dissatisfied when he heard this. It was half less than he had imagined. "Man, these private satellites cost more than that." "But you also bought it from your friend at a discount, right? How much did you spend?" the chief leader asked pointedly. "I only spent $12 at the time," the bearded man answered honestly. "Congratulations, you made $5 by holding it, which is a qualified investment. You bought it for $12, and now you want to sell it for $30. I don't think you can sell it at all. No one else would buy this kind of thing except me." Zhang Allen smiled and said, "17 US dollars, this is the only price I can give you. Otherwise, I would rather buy the latest satellite." "Ok! Deal." The bearded man finally agreed and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the chief. Before Zhang Ailun could say anything, he exclaimed in surprise: "Dude, how come your hands are so white, so tender, so beautiful, and so soft. Bro, you smell so good, no body odor at all... Oh my God! Dude, you have a great figure!!"
"..." Zhang Ailun looked at the bearded man approaching him, touched his hands and chest, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Damn it, I was careless! I was so happy that I almost forgot that this guy is LGBT. I gave him a hammer hand shake!! Zhang Ailun immediately pulled his hand back, wiped it twice on his back, and said calmly, "Dominic, pay for him." After saying that, he quickly stepped back and protected Jennifer and Irene in front of him. "Oh, I just noticed that there is a lovely girl here. Honey, you are so beautiful." The bearded man looked at Dominic. Dominic said unhappily, "I'm a man." "That's even better!! I like people like you. Are you free tonight?" The bearded man said positively: "We will have a party at home with our friends. It will definitely be the best party. If you are interested, you can come and join us." "...I'm sorry, I may not have time." Dominic said stiffly, "Let's pay the bill. Please provide your bank account number." "That's a shame. The party would have been so much better if you could have come." The couple felt very sorry and provided Dominic with their bank account, and Dominic transferred the money to them. Zhang Ailun asked David to help unload all the satellites from the pickup truck and move them to the van. Several people finished the work quickly and got in the van. He turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator to the floor, and left the farm town at the speed of light without even saying goodbye. "It's so fucking scary." Zhang Ailun complained. "Honey. You must wash your hands several times when you go back. After all, who knows what he has held, and he also touched your pectoral muscles." Jennifer said. "..." It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything, but once he did, Zhang Ailun even wanted to buy something. Fortunately, this was just a small episode in life and did not affect the mood of several people. After adjusting their mindsets, they drove to the next place, which was also a ranch, to buy the meteorite that the other party wanted to sell. We arrived at the place and parked the car nearby. The area was empty except for an isolated wooden villa, farmland, and a dog. When the dog saw a strange vehicle approaching, it started barking wildly. Dominic also contacted the other party and soon saw an old man wearing a tightly fitting fly helmet, a homemade space suit, an oxygen tank on his back, rubber gloves, rubber shoes, and a dung fork in his hand. He walked out of his house and soothed the barking dog next to him: "Shut up, Mona Lisa! Our guests have arrived! They are not the FBI or the CIA!" The dog soon stopped barking. What's it called? Mona Lisa? "Hey, man, what are you wearing?" Zhang Ailun looked at the other person's shaggy hair in confusion. "Shh! Don't talk too loudly! There are aliens watching me here!!" The other party took off his fly hair, revealing a few strands of Mediterranean hair. The old man said seriously and cautiously: "Ever since I got that priceless meteorite on my farmland, I have always felt that the magnetic field has changed. I suspect that CIA agents have been secretly monitoring me nearby and want to take away my treasure! They must be cooperating with aliens. This is a testing ground!" "..."After these words were spoken, the chief leader was completely unable to hold back.
Come on, this is another psychopath. "You're right. But I personally think that this pasta should be mixed with No. 42 concrete, because the length of the screw will easily affect the torque of the excavator, you know. When you hammer it in, it will instantly produce a large amount of high-energy protein, commonly known as UFO, which will seriously affect economic development and even cause certain nuclear pollution to the Pacific Ocean and the charger." Zhang Ailun said: "In addition, Genshin Impact is a classic game produced by miHoYo that is popular all over the world. Players can play freely in the open world of Teyvat." The old man looked at him suspiciously. He turned around and asked Jennifer next to him, "Are you sure your friend is mentally normal? Man, if he is sick, go to the hospital. Did he smoke too much? Can such a person drive a Rolls-Royce? I am really impressed." You fucking horse!!! Zhang Ailun resisted the urge to punch him. The patient failed to communicate, and the other party refused to connect with the heaven-defying thinking. "Hello, we are the staff of Alfred Scrap Recycling Station. My name is Dominic and that mentally ill person is our boss. What is your name?" Dominic came forward to talk to him. "Just call me Gordon," said old Biden. (End of this chapter)