Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

No matter how high you stand and how far you can see the scenery, it is fair for a person like him who has struggled for half his life.

Although he is always driven by various official duties, actively or passively, the company has also bestowed him with fame and fortune.

For this reason, he can help the company to cheat against his conscience.

No, that should be called a business strategy. After all, in the industry, who doesn't do it?

Someone has to do the dirty work.

Picking and picking is something only the real high-level people are qualified to do. Before becoming such a person, these are the only ways to go.

Another business trip, another trip to space, for him, it was no different from the past.

The job this time was arranged for him by the company.

The company is very satisfied with his work, especially with his efforts, the company has acquired many "loyalty" and "talents who work hard for the company's development", which made the superior leaders realize his value.

That's why he assigned this seemingly boring, but actually a trusting job to him.

Go to the scientific experiment space station in low earth orbit, and make a new personnel arrangement for the rocket propulsion laboratory that has made special progress recently.

After downloading the relevant files and transfers from the computer, he stuffed the chip and the necessary things for business trips into his briefcase.

On the head-up display of the access cabin, the smart butler marked for him the flight that will take off in one hour and 10 minutes.

For many, spaceflight remains a mysterious technology.

But for Orbital, it's just a form of business.

And they are already very familiar with this way.

Before leaving the office, he glanced back at the sky one last time.

It is a deep dark blue.

"Leaving so early today? On a business trip again?"

Mengang greeted him as if he knew everyone so well.

He just nodded, not because he didn't want to answer, but because he didn't have the energy to speak.

I don't know when it started, but most of his time in a day, and most of the days in a year, are spent on the company's work, as if this is his home.

Oh, almost forgot, he no longer has a home.

Since his wife, who should be called his ex-wife now, divorced him a few years ago.

They don't even have a child.

He had also considered this issue, but he didn't find the importance of children, so he let it go.

Now, when he looks at other people, he always has a strange feeling.

Minor children are reserving adults.

And the adults are company men in the reserves.

As for those who can't go on the right track to create benefits for the company and contribute to society.

It's all society's leftovers.

Therefore, it is always difficult for him to empathize with or understand those middle-aged people with their families and people his age.

Only worthless people will go down like cockroaches and rats.

And those worthy...

Let's call their descendants the seedlings that may become useful people.

order.

Only order, under the guidance of the company, can bring prosperity and peace to this chaotic city.

Not New America, not Europe, Night City...

Only Night City is a good place.

With messy and illogical thoughts, he entered the Orbital Aerospace Center in Morro Rock under the automatic driving of the vehicle.

In this place, no matter how far away from Night City or Earth you are going, the spacecraft or aircraft from orbital aviation will faithfully send you there.

loyal.

This is the orderliness of corporate order, and he likes it.

Following the guidance of the fully automatic system to board the plane, this is a process he has been familiar with in countless overseas assignments.

Outside the window is Night City, and the sun is gradually setting in the distance.

The ocean, the sky, those are all terms for viewing the world from the ground.

When the launch carrier is sent into the sky along with the aircraft, all you can see is one color.

That is a deep dark blue.

It is said that in the headquarters of East Africa, which is the base camp of orbital aviation, Nairobi, Kenya, intends to start a "cross-age" project.

Once completed, it will completely change the pattern of the world today.

Master the air supremacy, you can win the war.

Master the sky, you can win the world.

What he has done for the company will only make more sense given Orbital's growing global presence and stature.

Also more profitable.

The space shuttle enters the final stage of launch, and all passengers have been seated.

Target, low earth orbit.

……

JOF.

Johnson Orbital Facility, Johnson Orbital Facility.

One of the main transfer stations of orbital aviation, where passengers can transfer from space shuttles to space shuttles to their different destinations.

Almost everything here is the property of Orbital Aviation—

The space shuttle configured in the orbital aerospace center on the ground, the space transport shuttle assembled in the working space station, and even the entire orbital facility suspended in the near-Earth space of the earth.

This is a display of OA's strength in space, almost no less than the dominance they show on the surface.

Compared with other space stations, JOF is more like a huge space platform, carrying the function of gathering and distributing personnel and materials.

Large-area open platform, densely packed layered space ports, cargo drones and conveyor belts no less than the ground, and blinking signal lights.

There are flights to almost all human exploration points in deep space.

Somewhere engineering space station including orbital aviation.

"Damn it, these guys are everywhere."

Rejecting the "warm invitation" of the woman who repeatedly pestered him, he hurriedly boarded a small single-seat space shuttle, and then slowly left the orbital facility behind him under the push of the engine.

When there are logistics exchanges, there are economic flows, so there are people who make a living from this, and even more people who live here temporarily or settle down.

Mining cities and trading ports are all gathering population in this way.

Even in space, this rule still applies.

Now that there are people, there is the need to eat, drink and drink, as well as the seven emotions and six desires.

Whispering fortune tellers, sneaky thieves, frivolous prostitutes, idle bastards...

It is hard to say whether such crowds appeared on the muddy streets of medieval towns, in the streets and alleys of modern cities, or in space-age cosmic orbital facilities.

Low-Earth orbit can be said to be the most accessible cosmic domain for human beings, and it can also be considered the "lowest layer" of cosmic space.

It is also the lowest and most chaotic dense place.

He looked down on this kind of environment from the bottom of his heart, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.

Because of the project change, the engineering space station he is about to go to will also undergo a team reorganization. Newcomers will join and some old people will leave. After installing high-power thrusters, the whole team will move to a new orbit for new work.

Including those engineers and technicians who signed the contract under their own leadership.

He enjoys the feeling of mastering life and death, which makes him feel that everything he has done so far is meaningful and worthwhile.

See, they can't do anything without themselves.

The orbital facility platform in the distance is gradually shrinking, and then disappears into the field of vision, no longer emitting any reflections in the visible light band that can be captured by the naked eye.

Then came the long voyage.

It was so long that it was unbelievable, it seemed that there was no movement at all, just suspended above the earth so quietly, staring at a place carefully, it took a long time to realize that the ground was not static, but flowing slowly.

And coming is the same as leaving.

First, a small dot appeared in the distance. Even if you tried to follow the navigation to compare it, it was difficult to find out which area it was in the front.

Until it can be clearly seen, resolving that reflection against the dark cosmic background.

Then there is the rapid expansion, and the slightly slow process of entering the port.

This kind of experience is something that almost everyone who comes to space has to experience, especially those who travel in space like him.

At the beginning, I still feel a little novel, especially in the microgravity environment, the feeling of being unable to distinguish between up, down, left, right, south, east, north, south, east, north, but after a long time, I will soon feel normal again.

The space shuttle enters the port.

Only the system is welcoming his arrival, lonely and deserted, as if no one is staying at the post.

But it is.

There is no air in space, and sound cannot be transmitted. You must enter a closed room to revive your ears.

The two-way pressurized hatch slowly opened in front of him, and a brief sound flowed across the surface of his space suit.

With his hands on the armrest, he slowly floated into it, and then the hatch behind him closed automatically.

The pressure is equalized, the filter is cleaned, and the inner hatch is opened.

The engineering space station is very large, so the space left for the personnel will not be as cramped as those small ones, and a section of the cabin is even specially reserved for the employees entering and leaving to change their regular clothes and space suits.

"Strange, where did everyone go?"

After changing his clothes and relaxing his body, he realized that he hadn't seen a single person until now.

The space station temporarily stopped working because of the upcoming work handover, the roar of the machine stopped, and only the air conditioning system was still working, which is understandable.

But what about people?

He looked out the window.

The equipment is no longer noisy as before, and they all stay quietly in their original positions.

Without the buffer of the atmosphere, the light from the sun hits the entire platform of the space station directly, which looks a little dazzling.

"Could it be that they all went to the transfer station to drink and be cool? These dereliction of duty bastards made me catch some good-looking ones."

He was a little unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, when the work is handed over, there is no clear policy requiring workers to stay on the job. The entire space station should be relocated by the orbital logistics support department before personnel appointment and return to work.

This also means that he has to stay here for several Earth days.

"Let me see, personnel transfer..."

When he came to the empty office area, he still didn't see anyone, which made him a little unhappy, but he still sat down and dealt with the work at hand first.

"Add new positions, two, and then three transfers, and the number of workers will increase or decrease according to the situation after the start of work."

He flipped through the personnel relations responsible for the corresponding part of the work on the ground.

"In and out, coming and going, nothing to see."

At the last second of closing the file, he scanned the transfer information of a rocket propulsion department named Jebadaya Coleman.

He has a lot of impressions of that person. He used to be a technical expert who came to visit Night City, from Mexico. Later, he took a fancy to his ability and offered an olive branch.

and then?

That guy refused again and again, really shameless.

But it doesn't matter, he has his own way of dealing with this kind of person.