Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

Musk stared uneasily at the tablet in front of him. After a moment, he said with a hint of exasperation, "You might as well just kill me! This is definitely not going to work! It's impossible! Don't even think about it!"

Chen Yiran remained silent, only launching attacks with his eyes.

"Boss, can't you change it? There are so many science fiction works, so many things you can learn from, why do you have to choose this one? I don't think it's very cool either. How about the Millennium Falcon from Star Wars?"

We can definitely make it almost identical to yours, the exact same shape is no problem.

Catherine winked at Musk from the side. As one of the earliest people to follow Chen Yiran and having always worked in administration, Catherine knew Chen Yiran's preferences very well. She knew that Musk's words would only lead Chen Yiran's thinking in another, even more impossible direction.

As expected, Chen Yiran pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"You're right, I was too one-sided."

Musk wiped his sweat, took a sip of water, and said, "Exactly, so, we'll do it like the Millennium Falcon? The size is also good, just right as a mothership for small robots that clean up trash."

Chen Yiran waved his hand: "Star Wars is boring! Battlestar Galactica is much better, let's just ride in Galactica!"

Musk then remembered Chen Yiran's obsession with this sci-fi TV series, and a chill ran down his spine. Although he didn't know the exact figures, he roughly knew that the spaceships in the show were quite large. He swallowed hard and asked, "So, how big is Battlestar Galactica?"

"It should be 1500 meters long, over 500 meters wide including the flight decks on both sides, and about 200 meters high. It can accommodate 5,000 crew members."

We fans all say he's a massive warship weighing tens of millions of tons, and it's not just empty talk! Although it's an older ship in the lore, it's still incredibly cool!

"And the design is perfect too. Both flight decks are over 200 meters long, just the right length to dock aircraft. And the more than 80 fighter jet launch tubes are perfect for launching garbage-collecting robots."

Musk felt that Chen Yiran wouldn't actually launch such an outrageous project, but he wasn't sure. It wasn't impossible that Chen Yiran would do it out of personal interest.

He quickly picked up the tablet he had tossed aside, forced a smile, and said, "Boss, I now think that the previous plan, this Flying One, isn't entirely unacceptable."

It's 210 meters long and weighs 2 tons. I'll try my best to coordinate the transport capacity. Even if a starship can carry 300 tons of payload at a time now, considering construction damage and other size issues, it would still take at least a hundred launches.

Starships are already launching twice a week, which is the limit. I need more funding and more Black Velvet. In a month, I can launch once more per week, and in about two years, that should be enough to send the components into space.

However, assembling such a large warship in space would be quite challenging. Shouldn't we conduct some experimental verification first? I actually think that building a Millennium Falcon wouldn't be bad at all.

First, build a Millennium Falcon in space to test the construction process.

Looking at the tablet in front of him, and at the handsome Flying Sky One on it, Chen Yiran had an even bigger idea in his mind.

Although this idea is outrageous, and although no one in the project team had considered it before, it seems that everyone assumed it was not feasible.

However, Chen Yiran couldn't help but start calculating. After thinking for a while, he felt that it might not be impossible.

"Jasmine! Let's do the math, am I right?"

A small blue robot started wandering around the conference room, talking incoherently as it went.

"The specific impulse at sea level is 2000 seconds, and the specific impulse in vacuum is 3000 seconds. Our water-blended mode specific impulse should be sufficient. The velocity increment required for orbit insertion is approximately 9 kilometers per second, and this is after accounting for various losses, leaving a considerable margin. We need to carry 10,000 tons of black velvet fuel, which theoretically shouldn't be a problem."

Our trajectory also needs to be modified to a slow climb. The velocity increment margin of the black velvet allows it to be slow enough that we won't need to add heat insulation tiles.

Chen Yiran laughed and said, "Did you hear that, Musk? We've already built the launch pad! We hadn't thought of it before because we'd never had such a powerful fuel as Black Velvet. Now that we have Black Velvet, we have many more options!"

Musk was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that this made perfect sense. The Black Velvet's performance was so powerful that it was meant to be used in this area.

"Great idea! Black Velvet's performance is good enough, and more importantly, we can gain some experience this time, which can serve as a reference for building real spacecraft to the moon or even Mars later!"

Catherine's brain couldn't keep up; she couldn't understand why the two people thought launching something weighing tens of thousands of tons was easier than launching countless starships.

Chen Yiran noticed his confusion and said, "Building in space is too troublesome for us. A pieced-together spacecraft, like a space station, is simply not durable."

Of course, due to limitations in launch capacity and the limitations of traditional chemical rockets, there were not many options available before, and the only choice was to piece together the space station.

But we have Black Velvet; launching is our forte. Direct launch, no problem at all.

Musk thought for a moment and said in a professional manner, "But after all, it is such a behemoth. I think it would be best to make a smaller version first and do some verification, how about that?"

Furthermore, we also need to consider future issues. We can't just send such a large spaceship to Mars directly, the fuel required would be excessive. Even if black velvet is very easy to produce, it would still take some time.

I think the Millennium Falcon's design is really great.

Chen Yiran nodded: "Okay, the project is entrusted to you."

Musk paused for a moment: "Didn't you say that you were personally in charge of this space cleanup project?"

"That's right, I'm in charge of this space cleanup project, but of course you're in charge of the spaceships and everything else. It's all your responsibility now; it's much easier than coordinating starship transport. One launch solves the problem—you should be thrilled."

Actually, we were a bit wrong before. After thinking about it, I think we should take two extreme approaches. One is to miniaturize the Black Velvet engine. If every Starlink satellite could be equipped with a Black Velvet engine, it wouldn't be able to launch itself into space.

Another option is what we're developing now: large spaceships that can be used for large-scale long-distance colonization.

I will also ask the biology department to put in some effort. They have a new idea to modify Black Velvet, changing its cytoplasm into liquid ammonia or liquid methane, similar to the hypothetical life forms on Titan.

Once water is no longer needed as a solvent, black velvet can directly assemble single-atom carbon and nitrogen captured from the interstellar medium within its hyphae.

"So, once completed, we can simply place the black velvet outside the spacecraft to extract fuel during our future flights near a star?"

Chen Yiran nodded: "That's the idea, so keep up the good work, young man!"

"No, I'm working on the spaceship, the biological department is researching black velvet, so you're taking another break."

"Well, how should I put it? I'll be checking the group messages frequently this time. Go and finalize the details first, and submit a preliminary project operation plan to me tomorrow."

Musk said with a hint of helplessness, "...Okay, boss."

"Don't be so impatient! Put on your helmet, use your 'wet brain' to speed things up, and you'll work much faster! The company will reimburse you!"

"Okay, boss!"

"Great job, you're full of energy!"

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A month later, at the Yuma test site, the employees of the increasingly large black velvet breeding base discovered that, far away from them, countless robots had begun to work frantically.

Himena looked at the dust in the distance, somewhat alarmed.

Miguel reassured him, "Don't be afraid. Garcia went to check yesterday. They're all our Aurora robots. There must be some new construction going on."

Himena shook her head and said, "I'm worried. What if they do some kind of mechanization and optimize us? I've heard that many companies are laying off people like crazy. If food hadn't become cheaper, many people wouldn't be able to survive."

Miguel knew about these things; although they weren't widely reported in the news, there was a lot of online criticism.

At first, everyone thought that the "adjustment people" would take away many jobs from natural persons, but later it was found that the jobs of the "adjustment people" were also very valuable.

Because the robots are so incredibly efficient, the latest Aurora robots have started wearing black velvet devices, which has significantly improved their battery life. They're really going all out.

This has led to a somewhat distorted society, because without work, one cannot earn money, and without money, one's spending power is insufficient.

In reality, everything from clothing and food to housing and transportation has become oversupplied due to insufficient purchasing power among the public, and the economy is gradually showing signs of fatigue.

People are becoming increasingly addicted to Oasis, not only because it's fun, but also because it's the most economical. Enjoy life on Oasis; at worst, you can sign a contract to sell your brain to Aurora and work for them. Aurora recently launched a computing power sharing technology.

This is a new technology from Aurora. People who don't have a physical body but simply have their brains stored at the Aurora Center can use Aurora's latest technology to boost their creativity during deep sleep.

That's a nicer way of putting it; in reality, they're being used as cheap computing power providers, which is a very creative and insightful advantage in computing power.

Many people oppose this policy, which resembles slavery, but many more welcome it.

Since I can't find a job, I have no money, but I still want to enjoy life, I can only sell myself to the aurora borealis and use my brains to make money to live a carefree life in the oasis.

Giving up one's body has now become mainstream, with several states passing laws that allow a perfectly healthy person to simply give up their body and move directly into an aurora center.

There were so many people signing up that there were even queues.

It can be said that The Matrix is ​​gradually becoming a reality, and that humans are actively entering the virtual world to live.

Miguel didn't care. He even felt a sense of superiority. He was an employee of Aurora, the most evil company in the world, and who knows, he might even be able to live on the moon someday.

"Don't worry, we're from Aurora! If you're still worried, just tweet some compliments to Jasmine tonight."

A few days later, Miguel became convinced that the aurora might actually be able to take them, the employees, on a trip into space.

Because a giant dry dock measuring 300 meters long, 60 meters high, and 80 meters wide was built in that area.

PS: Currently available information: If humans have no energy, a single brain can exist in the Aurora Center, working to provide computing power, and all related profits generated during this period belong to Aurora.

The pricing is simple and clear: you get a year's worth of interest for a year's work, which allows you to live happily in the oasis the following year.