Chapter 858: Human Spaceflight Moment of Charm (Part 3)

Although it sounds a bit absurd, in fact, the job of a space traffic police is not as easy to do as imagined.

The area of the solar system is indeed very large, but the space around the Earth is limited. When various countries launched various aerospace equipment in the past, because the launch times were different and the quantity was relatively small, so unless it was intentional, they basically wouldn't collide.

However, since the solar system development construction plan was led by Stark, with the determination to let all human technology progress together, Stark published quite a few space transportation system technologies to various countries.

His purpose was good. He wanted to cause a technological race, let each country show its strengths, develop more specialized technologies on the basis of his technology, and take the branches deeper.

Originally, in his imagination, all countries must be holding back, holding back as long as they could. When they couldn't hold back, they would adjust the new spacecraft to the original sequence, adjust the number backward, and lie that it was a modification of the original spacecraft.

He wasn't wrong to think this way. After all, all countries were like this in the field of weapons. Even some relatively high-profile countries liked to show off as soon as they came out with something new, but they must have hidden a hand.

But perhaps because the space age was coming, it gave all countries a stimulant, or perhaps because the Iron Curtain had returned, everyone was nervous to the point of mental abnormality. All countries pointed out transportation technology and began to launch all kinds of transportation devices into space as if they didn't need money.

They didn't know where to transport these things, didn't know what the use of these things was, and didn't know how to take them back. Anyway, throwing them up was enough.

But this made it difficult for the countries. Each country could only launch on its own territory, the country's land couldn't run, and the Earth's rotation couldn't move. The launch orbit was fixed. Therefore, launching spacecraft became the Zuma game, which is the toad spitting balls.

At first, they competed on the speed of each country's launch. Later, they had to compete on who had good eyesight and could find the gap, so that the ball spat by the toad could just pass through the gap, so as not to collide with others.

No matter how big the space around the Earth was, it couldn't withstand so many countries desperately launching spaceships.

Countries with higher technical strength were okay. Some countries, with poor skills but great addiction, couldn't throw very far, but they insisted on throwing, which resulted in frequent chain collisions in near-Earth space.

Reed, who was studying near-Earth projects, squatted on the near-Earth space station and watched like a traffic program. Chain collisions occurred in high-accident areas, and the shock was endless every day. Reed was so annoyed that he had no choice but to return to Earth to do research.

When Polaris came here, the situation was okay. Stark didn't anticipate this situation in advance, but sometimes the transport ships he sent out would often be damaged for no reason, so he wanted to find a traffic police to clear the traffic.

But he didn't expect that his move had great foresight, because in the next few days, the solar system had never been so lively in its life.

The long river of human history, countless classic texts record magnificence. Can't sleep at night, open the pages and look carefully, the whole page is written with three big words—"Throwing Stones"!

Stark went to the United Nations for a meeting, but he didn't know what he said wrong, which made all countries misunderstand. They threw these spacecraft even more vigorously. Not only did they want to throw, but they also wanted to compete on who threw farther, whose posture was more beautiful, and whose arc thrown out looked better...

Later, Stark checked and found that the output of molten steel had increased, the price of vibranium had fallen, the price of ordinary metals had fallen even more severely, and the manufacturing cost of chemical fuel aircraft had become lower.

Large countries could throw originally, and after it became cheaper, they threw more. Small countries couldn't throw originally, but Stark sent technology, and they could throw too, so they followed suit.

But this suffered Polaris, who had just taken office as a traffic police. In the vast universe, she was the only one, alone, directing thousands of vehicles without traffic safety awareness.

While directing, she also discovered that the characteristics of each country were simply vividly reflected on these spacecraft.

The transport device built by the United States highlighted a reckless rush. One foot on the accelerator, today even if the King of Heaven came, don't even think about stopping me from rushing to the universe. From the shape to the power of the entire spacecraft, there was no place that didn't write "Get out of the way, let me shine on the universe first!".

The transport device of Russia probably also joined some scientific archaeological research results, inheriting the style of the Soviet Union. More is good, big is beautiful, ten sections are stronger than one section, build as much as you can, throw as much as you can. If it breaks, it doesn't matter, explode on the spot, blow up one less.

The transport device of China was standard, looking like the most normal one, but the things in the transport device were the most outrageous. Polaris was most afraid of opening their blind boxes, because you never knew whether it was soil, soil, or more soil, fertilizer, or fertilizer, or even smellier fertilizer.

The aircraft from Europe had nothing to say, but the aircraft of some Nordic countries highlighted a perfunctory attitude. Polaris seriously suspected that they were using these things to cheat for funds.

The entire aircraft was very clean and smooth, without balance stabilization devices, without tail fins, without connection seams, and without any redundant design. When Polaris first saw it, she thought the Earth had laid an egg.

The aerospace craft of Africa had very distinctive features. You say it's high-tech, it must stuff some thatch at the joints and print leaves on the shell, creating a pure natural style. You say it has no high-tech, it can even send a lion wearing a spacesuit to space.

And when it arrived, the lion was still very active. With the jetpack on the spacesuit, Polaris couldn't catch up with it by relying on physical movement, and finally had to catch it by relying on magnetic force.

Of course, among all the aircraft, the one from India was the most outrageous. Polaris looked at the Shiva statue launched by piecing together all kinds of strange iron plates in front of her and fell into deep thought.

She didn't know who this statue was coming to save. She only knew that the rivet specifications on this thing were inconsistent. Even if this thing could return smoothly, could they really build a second one?

While opening her eyes, Polaris was also really tired. These aircraft collided in all kinds of postures. Polaris didn't have the ability to predict, nor did she have spider-sense. It was impossible to stop them before they collided. She could only clean up the trash after they collided.

The collision situation was divided into several types. The first type was the collision between large countries and large countries. This kind was the most headache for Polaris. The aircraft built by large countries were often very large, and the amount of material used was very sufficient.

The cosmic racing car of the United States collided with the suicidal aircraft of his old rival Russia. Polaris just finding fragments and picking up fragments took half an hour.

It was easier to handle the collision between the aircraft of large countries and small countries. You only needed to pick up the fragments of the small country's aircraft. But the more troublesome thing was that if the large country's aircraft was hit and leaked, it could fly but not smoothly. Many countries were reluctant to throw it away, and Polaris had to find a way to carry it back for them.

The collision between the aircraft of small countries and small countries was also headache-inducing. The aircraft of small countries grew in strange shapes, and the fragments couldn't be pieced together completely after being picked up. More importantly, Polaris hadn't even heard of the names of some small countries, and couldn't distinguish who was who at all.

Without eating, drinking, or sleeping, after directing with high intensity for three days, Polaris finally exhausted all her patience. She finally realized that the body was her own, the work was someone else's, and she could slack off if she could. There was no need to be so sincere.

Therefore, Polaris followed the principle of slacking off. She didn't even determine responsibility, threw the fragments into a ball and threw them far away, and threw the main frame into a bigger ball and threw it even farther.

If she remembered, she would run a trip to the sun and burn them all. If she didn't remember, she would pile them there. Anyway, no one threw spacecraft as far as she did, and it wasn't that easy to collide.

The collision between countries, Polaris said a word casually, too lazy to describe the scene to them. Some countries even received a message: "Collided, car gone, garbage disposal fee handed over to the United Nations."

In this way, she saved trouble. She circled the Earth every day, gathered those messy things together, threw them out like bowling balls, took a look at the logo, and sent a few messages.

However, the United Nations fought into a ball. Today your car hit my car, tomorrow the two of them collided, causing my car to have a chain collision...

It was unclear whose responsibility it was. In the end, it depended on whose fist was bigger. If the country's fist was the same size, it depended on whose fist was bigger individually.

I don't know if aerospace technology has improved, but the average fighting technology of diplomats has improved rapidly.

And the most terrible thing is that when everyone's average fighting technology is about the same, they have to think of ways to come up with strange moves.

The first to appear was the African country Wakanda, whose country's fist was not big enough and whose diplomat's fist was not big enough. Black Panther wore that armor of his, killing gods and Buddhas, and ordinary people were not his match.

He rushed to the podium from the diplomats who were fighting in a mess, grasped the microphone, and painfully recounted the history of the African people being exploited. No one could snatch the microphone from him.

He set this precedent, and all countries were not polite. Those with superheroes sent superheroes, and those without superheroes sent mutants. The entire United Nations conference hall had been beaten to the point where no one could stand.

Later, they discovered that fighting alone was not advantageous, so they had to form alliances. Therefore, various countries began to recall.

Hand in hand, they recalled the sweet days of the past. The United States waved its arms and vowed to rebuild the glory of NATO. All the countries with a piece of cloth on their heads in the Middle East united, and they must let the world know the greatness of the money ability.

African countries were not to be outdone. Wakanda's "Wakanda Forever" shouted out the anger of the African people who had experienced wind and frost. Germany just took out the swastika medal, and suddenly remembered that it still had the large number of the Holy Roman Empire.

When Stark came to the United Nations again, what he saw was the battered United Nations conference hall, a group of superheroes in strange costumes, diplomats with swords drawn and bows bent...

What echoed in his ears were the generous words of the United States, the sonorous and forceful words of Russia, the painful and tragic songs of Wakanda...

Far away in the Andromeda galaxy, Magneto, who was thinking about the sky island renovation plan with a design drawing, suddenly heard the phone behind him ring.

He stood up, picked up the phone, and Stark's roar came from the other side:

"Magneto!

Come back quickly!

! Your daughter is about to start World War III! ===== CHAPTER 859 =====