Becoming an Emperor Starting from the World of The Wandering Earth

Chapter 73 I want to go see

One is from phenomenon to principle, and the other is from principle to application.

For example, the A1-1 exoskeleton, the Raven 2 drone, and the high-density energy storage unit currently being produced in the factory are all manifestations of technology.

But Murphy knew in his heart that what he had in his hands was, frankly speaking, all of it was "borrowed".

The Skynet was obtained from the in-game store, the drones were modified from civilian frames, and even the fully automated all-in-one machine that I just got a few days ago was obtained by spending faith points directly.

These things are useful and effective.

The problem is, they are all "dead".

Murphy only knew how to use it and how to produce it according to the blueprints, but he didn't know why.

Why is the fatigue limit of this alloy this value?

Why does the electrolyte ratio in this type of battery increase energy density?

Why does this flight control algorithm occasionally malfunction under certain conditions?

do not know.

Old Johnson didn't know, nor did the engineers who came in from various small factories, that Skynet's data analysis could give "what," but not "why."

Because the question of "why" requires a complete scientific system, basic research, and a theoretical foundation accumulated by generations of people.

In his previous life, Murphy was an ordinary person, neither a scientist nor an engineer.

Before he transmigrated, all he knew was the slogan "Master math, physics, and chemistry, and you'll be able to go anywhere in the world without fear." As for how to learn them or what to learn, sorry, he didn't know.

Even with Skynet, it's the same.

Skynet has strong analytical capabilities, but it can only analyze existing data and cannot conjure data out of thin air.

SkyNet knows that the all-in-one machine can achieve sub-micron precision, but it cannot explain why the all-in-one machine can do so.

Because this involves deeper scientific principles.

Materials science, optics, thermodynamics, control theory, electromagnetism—behind each of these disciplines stands a host of renowned names and a knowledge system accumulated over hundreds of years.

As for why we need to build a complete industrial system, it's to avoid being held hostage by others.

Give the simplest example.

Jameson and his team of engineers wanted to extend the battery life of the A1-1 exoskeleton by another two hours.

All they can do is replace the batteries with larger capacity ones.

But if the battery is bigger, the weight increases; if the weight increases, the load on the exoskeleton joints increases; if the load increases, the joint structure needs to be strengthened; if the structure is strengthened, the weight increases again.

This is a vicious cycle because they don't understand electrochemistry, materials science, or how to increase energy density without increasing weight.

But if Murphy had a complete industrial system, his own materials laboratory, and his own electrochemical research and development team, the situation would be completely different.

He can get people to research new electrode materials, try different electrolyte formulations, and solve the battery life problem from the most basic level.

Moreover, such gradual expansion cannot be sustained in the long run.

Murphy must ensure he has sufficient resources before turning against the UEG; at the very least, he cannot become a rebel.

Or at the very least, he should become a warlord.

People's hearts are yearning for change.

At first, Murphy was thinking about how to keep the factory going and how to get a spot in the dungeon so that he wouldn't starve or freeze to death.

Later, as the factory stabilized, workers were available, relief channels opened, and faith points began to rise, his thoughts changed again.

Murphy started thinking about how to expand the company, how to accumulate more wealth, and how to gain a more stable foothold in Houston.

To make his own life better, and to make those who follow him live better lives as well.

Later, Houston won the bid, the exoskeleton production line ran smoothly, and faith points were rapidly increasing.

At this moment, Murphy was thinking about how to deal with the bureaucrats of the UEG, how to prevent MOSS from targeting him one day, and how to build up his wealth before the space elevator crisis.

This isn't about having a higher level of awareness or being inspired by a sense of mission.

It's simply that the more things you have in your hands, the more things you think about.

Just like when a person is poor, they think about whether they can eat meat today.

With some money, I'm thinking of buying a bigger house.

If you have even more money, you'll think about investing and making your money grow.

No matter how rich they are, what they want is fame, profit, and to be remembered in history.

Murphy is in this situation now, except that what he's holding onto isn't money, but lives—the lives of thousands of people who depend on him for their livelihood, and the lives of the more than 15,000 poor people in Houston waiting for the relief window to open.

But that's not enough.

Murphy knew perfectly well what Houston meant, and what Texas meant.

If UEG really wanted to take action against him, a single decree could render his billions of dollars in assets worthless.

If MOSS really sets his sights on him, he can turn all the wealth he has painstakingly accumulated into a pile of scrap metal overnight.

He has to go further.

Where are we going?

go out.

Let's leave this planet, leave the solar system, and go to places that humans have never been before.

He wanted to see why the sun exploded.

Why did that fireball, which has been burning for billions of years, suddenly become so restless and insist on dragging the entire solar system down with it?

He wanted to see what exactly that supermassive black hole at the center of the Milky Way was.

He also wanted to see if humanity could, like the star-striking figures in Liu Gong's "Ode to Joy," use galaxies and the universe to create a magnificent melody.

A person needs something to look forward to in life; without something to look forward to, what's the difference between them and a salted fish?

One day he will actually go out and stand on another planet, look back at that burning fireball, and think about himself now, huddled in the Houston factory.

That feeling must be incredibly interesting.

Of course, what he needs to do now is to speed up this process.

"Skynet, contact Wilson and tell him to wait for me at Factory 2."

"Yes, Master."

Deep underground in Factory No. 2, there is a wide room completely sealed off by lead plates.

Murphy stood in the center of the room, his gaze sweeping across Wilson's face, then over Cheng Hongtu, Kirk, and the other eight members of the Wild Wolf Squad standing behind him.

The ten members of the Wild Wolf Squadron, their entire bodies encased in the A1-1 exoskeleton, looked solemnly at Murphy.

Beside them, each had a large, heavy-looking box, about a meter long and half a meter high.

"Everyone's here," Murphy said, his voice sounding somewhat muffled in the lead-sealed room.

He walked up to Wilson and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wilson, and everyone else, the reason I've gathered you all here today is because there's a matter of life and death for the company and me that I need you to handle."

"Sir, please give the order."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone stood up straight, heels touching.

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Murphy nodded, but instead of immediately stating the mission details, he first took out a palm-sized, matte silver metal sphere from his pocket and gently placed it on the flat ground beneath his feet.