It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

"Snapped!"

Sweet Cheese's leg armor was tapped by Boss Cheng.

"What are you talking to 550A about, man?"

Sweet Cheese turned around and squatted down, telling Boss Cheng from a relatively low height: "Self-thinking quantum computing asks me, what is the sweet cheese accompanying the Pilot."

"He's an old friend and an old comrade-in-arms, what else?" Boss Cheng said with a smile.

Sweet Cheese turned around and said to the microphone in front of 550A: "Did you hear that? I'm an old friend of Pilot, an old comrade!"

"Oh, by the way!" Boss Cheng added: "In addition to being an old friend and comrade, Sweet Cheese is also a cute little cat!"

"Yes, Sweet Cheese is a cute little kitty cat!"

By the way, ever since the project team told Boss Cheng that there is a highly intelligent and perverted AI connected to the global network living in 550A, Boss Cheng always finds Sweet Cheese squatting in front of the quantum computer, communicating with the highly intelligent and perverted AI in the computer through a data line.

Boss Cheng asked the project team and programmers about this matter, but they kept suggesting that Boss Cheng should not worry about the communication between sweet cheese and the computer.

Fortunately, Sweet Cheese's AI is generally very reliable. Although it is not as powerful as 550A, Sweet Cheese is more humane. Otherwise, Sweet Cheese would not compare 550A to a calm and emotionless pervert.

But even though the highly intelligent perverted AI in 550A no longer had emotions, it eventually became friends with Sweet Cheese. And the highly intelligent perverted AI also promised Sweet Cheese that it would never reveal any information in Boss Cheng's base to the outside world.

However, Boss Cheng and Sweet Cheese didn't know that the reason why the highly intelligent abnormal AI agreed to keep it confidential was entirely based on the failure data of all plans other than the "Wandering Earth" plan passed to it by the project team.

As for why there is no data on the "Wandering Earth" plan, it is because in the timelines that exist from other plans, the human civilization on Earth, which serves as the cornerstone, has come to an end and turned into a melody praising the end.

Only the timeline dominated by the "Wandering Earth" plan has not fallen into destruction, and under the intervention of Boss Cheng, the direction of the entire timeline has given rise to countless possibilities for the continuation of human civilization!

It's like Schrödinger's cat. You never know whether the cat is dead or alive until you open the lid. Once the project team reveals the future of Cornerstone World No. 27 to Boss Cheng or 550A, Cornerstone World No. 27 is likely to lose countless possibilities!

However, it is precisely because of the countless possibilities that extend from a cornerstone world that cornerstone world No. 27 has become the cornerstone for consolidating the existence of higher-dimensional worlds.

"I am free among the mortals. I am a fairy in heaven. I am not for the mortal world..."

Boss Cheng picked up the phone.

"Hey, the components are about to arrive, right? Okay, I'll open the school gate right away."

The person who called was Zhou Zhezhi, and the "components" mentioned in the call were prefabricated components for building semi-permanent outdoor nuclear defense facilities in the wasteland of Boston.

When Zhou Zhezhi learned from his boss that there might be one or more technologies that are crucial to human survival in the wasteland world, he began to write an "Application for Exploration and Investigation of Science and Technology in the Wasteland World". Less than half a day after Zhou submitted this plan to the Supreme General Staff, it was unanimously approved by all senior staff members of the headquarters.

After all, the power armor and micro-nuclear fusion technology all originated from the wasteland world. There was no reason for the General Staff to disagree with this exploration plan.

Besides, Zhou Zhezhi's application report also included a large number of photos. The large open space outside the hotel called "Starlight Drive-in Cinema" mentioned in the photos only needed a little cleaning and renovation to build a scientific research base.

Soon, another UNSC engineering unit that had signed a confidentiality agreement moved into the Starlight Drive-in Cinema, and within the next week, they cleared and expanded a 300*400 square meter flat area.

By August, they had even re-hardened the ground in the vacant lot and driven concrete piles more than ten meters deep into certain areas that needed to bear weight.

And when the engineering team had made all the preparations in advance, Zhou Zhezhi notified Boss Cheng and asked him to help deliver the prefabricated parts of the radiation-proof building to the wasteland world.

When the convoy of prefabricated components arrived, Boss Cheng discovered that it was composed entirely of UNSC heavy-duty trucks, and the scale seemed...

Somewhat big.

A total of more than 130 heavy-duty trucks formed a convoy that almost blocked the main roads around the hotel. It took Boss Cheng nearly two hours to arrange these heavy-duty trucks into the Starlight of Wasteland Boston...

Forget it, there is no Starlight Drive-in Cinema here anymore. There is only the "Pre-War Technology Research and Manufacturing Center" which has just been opened but has not yet been established.

As for how they unloaded the truck and installed the components, it had nothing to do with Boss Cheng. In short, as long as there were no sudden monster attacks, Boss Cheng basically didn't need to show up or worry about it.

Of course, if any 4-meter-tall "giant lizards" with horns appear nearby, Boss Cheng is willing to chop off their heads himself.

It's a pity that there don't seem to be many of these monsters. During the project from mid-July to early August, only one was encountered.

However, in the past half month, the base under construction has encountered at least three waves of illegal armed groups who claim to be "plunderers" but are as poor as scavengers. However, their ashes have been regarded as harmless garbage by Boss Cheng and thrown into a river not far away.

A few days later, Boss Cheng suddenly discovered that the sunlight from the wasteland shining through the hotel window had suddenly become much dimmer. Boss Cheng went out to take a look...

"Oh my god! You guys are repairing a grave in my restaurant?"

Don’t blame Boss Cheng for describing the building being constructed by the engineering corps as a “tomb”, because 2/3 of the building has been built and the overall structure has taken on a hemispherical shape, which does look like a tomb.

What makes Mr. Cheng angry is that he is now in the state of observation from the "tomb perspective". In other words, Mr. Cheng's restaurant is already upside down inside this "tomb" with a diameter of about 60 meters and a height of 40 meters.

When the UNSC officer in charge of the overall project progress was about to explain to Boss Cheng, he saw the other party's smiling face, and suddenly he didn't know how to explain to Boss Cheng.

The officer was stared at by Boss Cheng for a long time before he finally organized his words. He pointed to the green sky in the south that looked like it had been over-censored and said:

"We have used remote control equipment to detect that area. Before the spacecraft crashed and lost contact, we obtained a radiation value of 42000 roentgens. After applying the Boston climate model for 2024, we found that the severe radiation area in the southwest is likely to be affected by a cyclone, and the radiation and dust are blown by the wind to where we are now.

To be on the safe side, the superiors decided to build a radiation protection facility here that can withstand 15000 roentgens. And Mr. Cheng, your hotel will also be protected in it. So..."

“So you built a…” around my hotel.

The UNSC officer immediately interrupted Boss Cheng and continued, "A bowl-shaped vaulted building! The arched main body of the building is embedded with 10mm thick lead plates, and the middle and upper parts of the building are reserved for installing lead glass. Because they use mature nuclear power plant technology solutions, there is no need to worry about lead leakage or lead poisoning."

"Oh." Boss Cheng nodded, "But I still think this thing looks like a grave."

"Once the internal lighting equipment and lighting equipment are installed..."

"It becomes a glowing tomb, doesn't it?"

"We...uh..."

"Forget it!" Boss Cheng waved his hand. "It's up to you. It doesn't matter if it looks like a grave or a bowl. As long as it's safe, that's fine."

The UNSC officer immediately saluted and thanked him, "Thank you for your understanding."

Boss Cheng waved his hand again and said with a smile: "You're welcome. The fact that the engineering team can order food from me is the greatest support for our shop." After that, Boss Cheng asked the officer to inform the engineering team: "Just say that there will be more pickled cabbage and pork on one side tonight, and no potatoes in the braised pork."

Do you think it’s unfair to have unlimited quantity for meals of this standard?

But if Boss Cheng tells you that this is a special order from the UNSC, with a standard of 20 food blocks per person per meal, would you still think it’s a foul?

I'm on a business trip, okay! And I'm on a business trip to another world!

On a hot day with a temperature of over 30 degrees or nearly 40 degrees, I had to work in a full set of radiation-proof power armor. Even though the armor was equipped with a temperature control device and an active sweat-wicking system, I still felt stuffy while working.

People work so hard in such a dangerous environment, shouldn’t they be fully paid, get generous bonuses, eat well, and receive high subsidies?

Otherwise, will it be left for some experts to use them as examples and tell you "others are working so hard and still persisting, what reasons do you have to lie down?"

If you encounter such experts, it is recommended that you stay away from them as much as possible on rainy days, otherwise you may be easily affected by thunder.

0184 What kind of contact?

The good news: not only has the grave been repaired, but a 5-meter-high wall with an electric fence has also been built around it.

Bad news: From a visual perspective, it has been upgraded directly from a graveyard to a cemetery.

This is not just the opinion of Boss Cheng, but the consensus of everyone. Even the senior chiefs of staff of the Supreme General Staff came to visit and praised the nuclear-proof building for its solemnity and dignity like Jiubao Mountain...

If you can only choose two of the three options of speed, practicality and beauty, this nuclear-proof building in the wasteland of Boston obviously chooses speed and practicality.

But then again, the title of "infrastructure maniac" is not for nothing. From finishing the ground to piling, to splicing prefabricated parts, to finally building walls and spraying anti-radiation paint on the exterior walls of the building, it took less than 5 weeks in total.

Then, Boss Cheng's restaurant in the wasteland of Boston became a supporting facility for the graveyard circle...

Zhou Zhe advised his boss: "It doesn't matter if it's a little ugly, at least the structure of the tomb... the nuclear dome is very solid, and the ventilation equipment inside is also equipped with a nuclear dust filtration system. As long as you stay in this... nuclear-proof building, you don't have to worry about nuclear radiation."

"But how come this grave is blocking the gates of my restaurant and school? The school playground is also..."

"Wait!" Zhou Zhe pointed directly at the school's big black iron gate and asked Boss Cheng, "You mean you can see the playground behind the iron gate from here?"

Boss Cheng looked at Zhou as if he were a fool, but said nothing.

Zhou returned to the hotel and pulled both Denise and Biaoge out, and asked them if they could see the school playground behind the iron gate.

"Hasn't this always been like this? A restaurant with a black school door?"

"Yeah, that's right! No...has it always been like this?"

Boss Cheng didn't believe it and asked Denisa, "Was it like this when we drove the battleship out last month?"

"Yes! What else?" Denise suddenly thought of something and asked the boss quickly: "Could it be that you can see that there is a playground and..." behind the school gate?

Boss Cheng nodded blankly.

[Nonsense, the hotel and the school are all yours, how can you not see your own things! ]

"But……"

[The place is too small to display everything, just like your store can only display a store door and two windows in Diagon Alley. It's the same principle.]

"But my store has been seized..."

[Don't worry, as long as you don't drive an aircraft in and out of the school through the main gate, there will be no bug. Now any aircraft can directly take off and appear above the grave...]

"Oh. But you answered really quickly. You knew what I was going to ask before I even finished asking."

[Because someone in the project team raised the same question not long ago. So we adjusted the parameters of the space-time connection point for your school playground. If it weren't for his reminder, your aircraft might have been stuck on the outer wall of the tomb.]

"Then I really have to thank him!"

At this moment, Boss Cheng suddenly heard another voice away from the intercom transmitted into his ears through the system.

[If you want to thank me, could you please sign your life-size sculpture for me? ]

"What proportional sculpture?"

【beep……】

The other end of the system suddenly went silent, no matter how Boss Cheng called out.

Boss Cheng thought there must be something wrong, but he did not pursue it too much. After the other party "lost contact", the boss immediately shook his head and asked 550A to find him a few math problems to test his IQ. The test results also showed that his IQ had not changed much and he was still very smart.

Boss Cheng also decided to let Sweet Cheese remind him once a week that he must insist on taking the IQ test. After all, becoming weak is okay, but becoming stupid is fatal.

Ok!

If we no longer delve into the issue of Boss Cheng’s IQ, we might as well shift our focus from Boss Cheng to the residents of wasteland Boston.

Recently, residents living in Boston have been discussing the dome building that appeared at the Starlight Rest Stop. As to why these people see it as a dome instead of a grave, it can be attributed to the fact that foreigners do not have the habit of piling up earth on graves. That is why the wasteland residents see the nuclear dome as an egg, instead of seeing it as a grave like Boss Cheng and others do...

The residents of wasteland Boston are very curious. Some ghouls who have survived from before the war say that the newly built dome is probably the only major construction project on Boston soil since the outbreak of the nuclear war.

"It's really strange, where did they find so many people!" said a junior officer of the Volunteer Army who had observed the construction site with a telescope from a distant bridge. "I saw that there were at least 300 people gathered on the construction site, and at least 50 of them were wearing unidentified types of power armor."

"What a powerful military organization! Could they be the Brotherhood of Steel coming from the south?" A knowledgeable wasteland resident told the others, "It is said that only the Brotherhood of Steel on the east coast can dispatch so many knights in power armor at once."

"But if that place is really the Brotherhood of Steel's territory, then why are there still looters trying to rob them? Isn't this just seeking death?"

“Those looters? Haha…” A junior officer of the Volunteer Army who often dealt with looters rolled his eyes and complained, “Some people often frequent areas with severe nuclear pollution. Although they look like normal people, their brains have long been devoured by nuclear radiation. If you encounter them more often, you will often wonder like me, who is smarter, the greenskins or the looters.”

"But there must be some smart people among the Marauders, right?"

"That's natural." The junior officer smiled and asked the resident who had just asked the question, "But is it possible for a smart looter to go and fight a group of professional soldiers in power armor with homemade guns, sticks, kitchen knives or axes?"

The guests in the bar all thought that the words of the Volunteer Army officer made sense. After all, some of them had seen idiots whose brains were burned by nuclear radiation. With their intelligence level, they would not necessarily win even if they competed with the Greenskins, let alone the Frenzy Ghouls.

"Hey, Garvey! Are you, the Minutemen, only going to watch the dome and the people inside it from afar?"

"In fact, the higher-ups are discussing how to contact the people in the dome." A junior volunteer officer named Gavi shrugged and joked, "At least we can't rush up to greet them with homemade guns, sticks, kitchen knives or axes."

Gavi was not lying. General Baker, the leader of the Volunteer Army, was indeed considering contacting the armed group in the Dome. However, other senior officers disagreed with General Baker's decision because they had already contacted the college organization and would hold talks with the college's top brass soon.

As the meeting was imminent, the senior officers of the Volunteer Army did not want General Baker to cause trouble at this time. It would be better to deal with the meeting with the senior management of the academy first, and then study how to communicate with the Dome Armed Organization based on the results of the meeting.

General Baker thought that what the other officers said made sense. After all, the Volunteer Army had been seeking to contact the academy's top leaders for at least 20 years. It was obviously more important to prioritize resolving the conflict between the academy and the wasteland residents than to contact the Dome Armed Organization.

So...

General Baker and several officers who went with him to interact with the academy's top brass were gone.

It was not until several days later that the bodies of the general and other senior officers were discovered by patrolling volunteer soldiers.

And when the news that "General Baker and all the senior officers were captured by the academy" spread throughout the wasteland of Boston, before other organizations could even react, the Volunteers exploded within their own organization.

Due to the collapse of General Baker and the entire command system, and the failure of the various volunteer army teams to elect a leader who could convince the people, the contradictions that had accumulated over the years within the volunteer army suddenly broke out at this time when they were leaderless.

In just less than half a month, the volunteers, once regarded as the "light of the people of Boston", turned into a pile of loose sand that could not be held together.

Some teams were disbanded on the spot, and all members returned to their homes. Some teams served as private bodyguards for caravans in the name of volunteers. Some became treasure hunters, preparing to support themselves by treasure hunting. Some even became wasteland looters with the weapons in their hands, and even joined the gunman organization.

The Volunteer Army that Gavi belonged to was one of those that always adhered to the Volunteer Army's ideals and had relatively strong combat effectiveness. Even as the Volunteer Army was falling apart, Hollis, the leader of this Volunteer Army, continued to maintain law and order in the area under his jurisdiction.

It just so happened that the giant egg, which had been built for a month and still had lights shining through at night, was right within his jurisdiction.

Let's shift the focus back to Boss Cheng. In the two weeks after the completion of the "tomb mound", the engineering team built two dormitory buildings, a research building, three helicopter hangars, and a large helicopter and armored vehicle maintenance platform inside the nuclear dome.

In addition, 45 units of power armor that were rushed to produce and can withstand a radiation intensity of up to 28000 roentgens have been transported to the dome.