"Before you take off, is there anything else you'd like to say?" Harry said into the microphone.
After a brief silence, Mark in the third ship made a sound.
"Yes, which one of these three ships have you personally flown in?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, because that one might be safer?"
Hearing this, everyone in the command room laughed, and Harry was no exception.
"Then you might be disappointed, as I haven't flown in any of these three ships. The ones you are using are much better than the one I sat in. Is there anything else you want to say?"
The ships used this time were the slightly improved Handy Type II ships, with both comfort and durability improved.
"No, Boss."
Compared to typical space missions, this space mission seemed much more relaxed.
Not to mention the feat of Harry going to space himself, according to the data provided by Osborn, the various specs of the ship far exceeded any Rocket launched to date.
Compared to traditional Rocket launches, the flight experience of the space-to-air ship was definitely luxurious, which could be seen from the training time and content of the Deep Space Engineer Program.
The ignition countdown ended, and the ship slowly lifted off.
The first batch of engineers would work in space for a month, completing the second phase of the space station's construction, and then leave 6 experts on it.
After returning, the second batch of engineers would go up a week later, and then leave 28 satellites at an altitude of over 20,000 kilometers.
Thanks to the System, Harry didn't have to spend twenty or thirty years to have his own satellite network.
Osborn didn't heavily publicize what it was doing in space, but many factions with the capability could see it.
Logically, this would be a good time for commercial promotion, but Harry had no such intention.
"These ships will bring us many possibilities, but they cost a lot," Hurley reminded.
"Then let's get some money; get ready to sell some land," Harry clapped his Hands lightly.
Previously, because of the events in New York, especially when the Hand withdrew from New York, most of the real estate left by the Rand Corporation was acquired by Osborn.
Hearing the words "sell land," Hurley rubbed her ears to confirm she hadn't misheard.
"Sell land? I must say that the real estate we have is quite high-quality; we could get a loan from a Banker."
"No, no loans. This time, we are selling land."
Her words were interrupted; she understood that Harry was serious, but she couldn't understand what the benefit was of selling New York land at this time.
Harry couldn't explain it well; after all, the Alien invasion was not something easy to talk about.
After the Aliens bombed Manhattan once, Harry could re-select real estate and then build some super-large structures in New York.
The real estate for sale was very high-quality, and Harry quickly found a sucker.
That was the Horton Company.
This company had performed quite well during the subprime mortgage crisis and was now entering a growth phase.
Moreover, in normal history, New York housing prices would start to skyrocket by the end of this year; they had a sharp eye for this.
They wanted to swallow up this real estate, but Harry was thinking about whether to acquire them after the war to manage the property.
"I wonder why Mr. Osborn wants to sell the properties?"
In order to close this deal, Tom Nitz personally sought out Harry and came to the Osborn Tower.
Although he really wanted to swallow up the real estate in Harry's Hands, he had to be vigilant about whether Harry had heard any rumors.
However, although he admitted he was not as good as Osborn in the field of technology, he had full confidence in estimating land value.
"Osborn has been working on aerospace technology recently, as I'm sure you know, and it has burned through a lot of our money." Harry spread his Hands, indicating that he was a sentimental CEO who sold houses to build planes.
"Then why not choose to get a loan from a Banker instead of liquidating real estate?"
Harry glanced at this guy: "I thought the fact that Osborn rarely takes out loans was common knowledge? If you are here to fish for information, your peers are also contacting me."
Nitz hurriedly waved his Hand.
Just kidding, how could he let this opportunity go to others?
Except for the Osborn Tower, Harry sold almost all of these properties located in Manhattan and the surrounding districts.
It wasn't until evening that this real estate transaction worth tens of billions of dollars ended.
If the Battle of New York hadn't happened, these properties would definitely have been potential stocks; not to mention anything else, the locations of these properties basically determined that they would certainly not depreciate.
"It seems we are both very satisfied with this deal." Tom Nitz smiled happily.
Harry was also very happy; it was a win-win.
This real estate transaction shocked the outside world, and many people were speculating whether Osborn had encountered any economic difficulties.
From an ordinary person's perspective, the research and development of a space Flyer would indeed burn a lot of money, especially since Osborn was starting from Zero; those ships didn't look like cheap goods.
Being short of money seemed quite normal.
On the other Hand, with this real estate transaction, the discussion about Osborn online became increasingly heated, and some people even linked ctOS and the real estate transaction together.
Conspiracy theorists believed that Osborn was researching aerospace on the surface, but it was actually all a scam—just like the Apollo program, it was fake. In reality, Osborn was secretly researching a mind-control device, relying on ctOS for propagation.
Some also said that ctOS might carry some kind of electronic virus, infecting humans through electromagnetic waves, and Osborn was spending money to figure out how to control it.
Harry just wanted to laugh after reading it.
Besides conspiracy theories, the internet trolls from major internet companies were also constantly hyping up the security issues regarding ctOS.
Like things such as "With ctOS, how much more convenient is your life?"
"In the era of big data, what impact does ctOS have on your life?"
"Shocking! ctOS can actually do these things!"
These trolls—well, they couldn't be called trolls, after all, the ones publishing these messages were legitimate media—Osborn spent quite a bit of money reporting on the benefits of ctOS.
Because ctOS updated its protocol, these citizens were once again under the influence of other internet companies.
Those internet giants were no joke; did you know what keyword blocking and controlling heat meant? The internet industry is too chaotic, you can't control it!
The daily state of ordinary people now was waking up in the morning, feeling the convenience of ctOS, getting to their workstations, scrolling through their phones, and then becoming terrified upon closer inspection.
At noon, watching the news, the media reported again how much better ctOS made their lives, and Norman also appeared a few times, talking about the superiority of this system.
After the interview ended, opening the phone, there was another pile of "ctOS, monitoring your life!"
The whole person was enjoying the convenience of ctOS while in this extremely anxious state of mind.
Until a few weeks later, when heavy-hitting news arrived!
"A man came forward to say that ctOS stole his identity information and transferred away all his Banker savings!"
Major news media reported in unison, and citizens took to the streets to protest.
Harry just wanted to laugh after reading it.
The man in the news said his wife suffered from a congenital heart disease and needed a large sum of money for treatment.
But after working diligently for more than ten years and saving up enough money, just when he was planning to go for treatment, he found that all the money on his card was gone. Just at that moment, his wife had a heart attack and passed away directly.
The rest of the little essay was about how he and his wife met, and how two people with nothing supported each other and grew together.
There were also tropes like, "I still remember that was the 11th Christmas we met, she held my Hand and said she would always stand behind me."
There were too many points to roast, so Harry had the official Osborn account release some information.
For example, regarding congenital heart disease treatment, for something cheaper, Osborn had comprehensive heart implants to stabilize heart function; for something more advanced, there were complete artificial hearts.
If you didn't like artificial organs, Osborn also had the most advanced gene therapy methods; in fact, the Biological Era Project had already treated many different symptoms of congenital heart disease, and the prices were not high.
Even if you didn't like gene therapy, the medicine your wife had been taking all these years was nine times out of ten produced by Osborn—Osborn's was the cheapest and also the most effective.
In short, it implied one meaning: your money would eventually end up with me, so why would I use hacking methods to steal your money?
Dismantling ctOS in New York was impossible, but promoting it outward in the short term was also unlikely.
However, there was still good news: Congress passed the relevant proposal allowing citizens to purchase exoskeletons.
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