Chapter 1043 No One Can Say What Will Happen in the Future

If there is anyone other than those "sighted people" who are anxious about the fate of mankind, who is furious at the research results of the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study...

I am afraid it is the executives and shareholders of Space-X and Johnson & Johnson Pharmaceuticals.

Since the middle of last year, NASA has given them a considerable sum of money to study the technology of cryopreservation. However, just after they discovered that the extract of X-0172 bacteria can protect animal somatic cells from "danger" in clinical trials. The Jinling Institute for Advanced Study has produced a complete set of cryo-sleep technology...

At the headquarters in Silicon Valley, California, looking at the newspaper in his hand, the expression on Musk's face twitched stiffly.

"A new breakthrough in cryo-sleep technology, terminal illness treatment or a new pattern in the future! "

Originally, he thought that as long as he tried his best to choose those projects that were more dominant on his own side or less interested in the other side for development, and avoided direct competition with Xingkong Technology as much as possible, with the research and development strength accumulated by Space-x over the past ten years, he would surely It's not that bad.

However, no matter how he did the calculations, he never figured out that someone beside that guy had cancer, and it was still at an incurable stage...

What the hell, why wasn't he the one who got cancer? !

However, no matter how Musk cursed in his heart, it didn't help.

Now the cryo-sleep technology has been mastered by Xingkong Technology, no accident, this time they can only follow that annoying Professor Lu's ass, picking up the leftovers...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

After Musk said please come in, he saw his secretary walking in from the door.

"Mr. David Lawrence would like to make an appointment to see you."

Hearing this sentence, Musk was slightly taken aback, put down the newspaper in his hand, and his expression became a little weird.

"See me? The eldest son of the Lawrence family?"

The secretary nodded and said, "To be precise, he is the eldest son in the first line of succession! You know, we have been fighting for funding for the aerospace project, but those consortiums are not optimistic about what we are doing. This time is very rare... He looks forward to your meeting with him as CEO of Space-X."

"Of course I know his identity. I don't need you to remind me of this. Meeting as the CEO of Space-X..." Chewing the second half of the sentence repeatedly, a pensive expression gradually appeared on Musk's face.

He obviously didn't really believe that David Lawrence would be interested in his Space-x, after all he had approached him more than once for this matter.

But as his secretary said, Space-x needs money, and it needs a lot of money. In this day and age, only money can support great dreams, and this meeting may become such an opportunity...

Even if the other party did not show great sincerity.

However, he still needs to try.

After thinking for a moment, Musk said.

"Tell him I'll see him... By the way, what time is the appointment?"

Secretary: "This afternoon."

Hearing this sentence, Musk's brows twitched violently, but he still took a deep breath with restraint.

"...Buy me a plane ticket to Boston in the afternoon."

The secretary nodded.

"Good sir."

There are several flights a day from Los Angeles to Boston, and after traveling all afternoon, Musk finally arrived at a property of the Boston consortium in the city center before 6 pm—the place where the meeting was agreed.

Walking into the meeting room, looking at the man sitting quietly waiting behind the meeting table, Musk cleared his throat, and was about to move out the set of self-introduction and opening remarks that had been prepared for a long time in advance, but was caught by this man Speak first.

"Welcome to Boston, Mr. Musk, I'm glad you accepted my invitation, please take a seat."

Although I know that this polite statement does not have much sincerity, and even enthusiasm, it still makes Musk feel a little better.

Sitting in front of him is the person who is most likely to become the patriarch of the Lawrence family of the Boston consortium. Regardless of the higher education he received in Princeton, he is the richest and most powerful person in Boston and even in the entire United States. one.

In contrast, although I am the president and chairman of Space-X and Tesla, if we really want to talk about the two words of wealth and influence, the sum of everything in him is probably not as good as that of the man opposite him. a hair.

This is not an exaggerated metaphor.

Even, it is a bit conservative.

"I heard that you wanted to talk to me about Space-X's space program, so I came over," started the conversation with a simple opening sentence, and Musk sent a flattering compliment, "In this world where imagination is getting stronger and stronger. Men of vision and courage like you are rare in a land of scarcity."

I don't know if I can hear the compliment in this sentence, David Lawrence just smiled lightly, and then continued.

"Yes, I am really interested in your space program. I believe our future must be in a distant new world...but before discussing the new world, I would like to ask you an interesting question. This question I Saw it in a questionnaire in the Boston Journal."

"What question?" Sitting upright in the seat, Musk looked at him with a smile and said, "It must be an interesting question that interests you."

David Lawrence didn't make any expression to this subtle compliment. David Lawrence smiled and suddenly said, "If you could go to the future, would you like to go?"

The moment he heard this question, Musk was slightly stunned, obviously he did not expect that he would ask such a question that was not directly related to space.

At the same time, he seemed to feel that his question was not sufficient. After thinking for a while, David added a sentence later, "Of course, the premise is to retain the shares of Space-X and the position of chairman, regardless of Space-X. -X goes out of business a century into the future."

Finally reacting, Musk calmed down, thought about it for about ten seconds, and then spoke.

"What's the benefit of sending an old relic from the past to the future? Use 18th-century economics to solve the 21st-century debt crisis? Or let him teach us how to develop the moon? On the contrary, he knows nothing. We will change back what we have worked so hard to change."

"What's more, considering the property inheritance rights, I only see endless troubles, but not a little bit of benefits."

"Of course, this is in the interests of the entire Space-X board of directors."

"……makes sense."

After quietly listening to Musk's words, David nodded thoughtfully, but did not give any opinions of his own.

Rationally speaking, even if the probability of not being able to wake up is not mentioned, he is not willing to go to the future.

If there is no accident, he should be able to become the spokesperson of the Lawrence family, that is, the next patriarch. And if he goes to the future, it is undoubtedly tantamount to self-exile, and no one can guarantee his power in the future, and at the same time, he has to face the hostility of the then patriarch at the moment of waking up.

The way to keep a family alive forever is undoubtedly education.

but……

Personally, the matter of walking upright on the timeline is indeed quite tempting.

This not only means that he will be able to obtain a longer lifespan in the future, but also means that he will be able to fulfill those ambitions that were originally impossible due to the limitation of lifespan and time.

Of course, it is not easy to do this, there are huge resistance both inside and outside the family. But as long as you plan ahead and weigh the risks...

The index finger rubbed against the armrest of the seat, and David, who was sitting on the office chair, flickered slightly.

Suddenly, he looked at Musk and said.

"How long will it take you to solve the cryo-hibernation technology?"

Faced with this sudden question, Musk hesitated subconsciously, but he still answered truthfully: "I don't know...maybe five years, maybe longer...The cryo-sleep technology is just one of the projects we are cooperating with Johnson & Johnson. It is not the focus of our development, our current business focus is still concentrated on high-thrust spacecraft and life support devices—”

David interrupted him, and said without hesitation: "Now it's time to start, and I will set up a fund with one billion yuan to help you complete this matter."

For a split second, Musk held his breath.

Billion!

Although this is nothing compared to Tesla's market value of tens of billions, the market value is a fictitious thing after all.

"I only have one request. It doesn't matter how much money you spend. The important thing is to ensure the safety of the technology. Can it be done?"

Musk hesitated and said: "It is theoretically possible... In fact, we have now mastered some technologies that can ensure the safety of cryogenic hibernation, but several key parts still need time to break through."

David smiled slightly and said, "That's no problem, anyway... I'm not in a hurry."

Musk: "... may I venture to ask?"

David: "Ask."

Musk hesitated and asked, "Are you... planning to go to the future?"

"I don't have that idea yet."

With a faint smile, David turned his office chair and looked at the French windows behind him, leaving only Musk behind.

Staring at his own reflection on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the bright Boston night scene behind the mirror, he suddenly whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

"But, who is to say what will happen in the future?"

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