Xu Jie and Wang Junpeng racked their brains and carefully thought about the way to make money.

Most of this society is full of young people. If they don’t keep idle people, even if they starve to death on the streets, they will only be despised by others and no one will sympathize with them.

"...It's really outrageous if you starve to death after traveling through 20 light years! You're simply worse than scum..."

The best way now is to work in a large state-owned enterprise, where the salary is high and the benefits are good.

However, their skills are really bad. After playing for a few years, they almost forgot their professional knowledge.

Even if there are jobs, companies do not necessarily need them. Those recruited are not for retirement, but for those who need to work in real life. Without sufficient knowledge level, they will only drag their backs.

The second choice is to go to university to study again!

The enrollment plans for master's and doctoral students, Deep Space University and Star University, have been restarted, responsible for cultivating more high-end talents.

When studying, there will be a lot of opportunities for social practice and certain living allowances. Anyway, it is impossible to starve to death.

However, it takes an exam to re-study, and it is impossible for them to pass the exam at their level.

"If you don't study, why are you still studying after playing for so many years? Are you annoying?" Xu Jie murmured to himself.

"Then there is only the last choice, start your own business!"

"Start a business? What to create?"

What newspapers, games, social paintings, and movies are all professional teams. They even have a thousand-year legacy on the earth. The electronic game comics and movies accumulated over the years, all kinds of messy entertainment, enough for people to play games for ten lifetimes and watch movies for ten lifetimes!

Even if they know some programming, they are only at cannon fodder level, and it is even more impossible to make a game that is better than on Earth.

"No, in this case, it is impossible to compete with others." Wang Junpeng thought for a long time and sighed.

"Or do finance or Bitcoin?" Xu Jie had a sudden idea, "How about building a computer to distribute currency?"

"Send you a big-headed ghost, is this thing useful? You're so full, who would come to hype this thing... and it will cost electricity..."

Just as the two were frowning, suddenly, the big screen in the square lit up and today's news broadcast began to play. At this time, the central square in Area A was crowded with people, and everyone watched the news broadcast together.

The sense of social participation of new civilized citizens is still relatively high, and the information flow is updated relatively quickly. If you don’t read the news, you will not know what changes have happened to the entire society.

The first news about today's content read on the screen by a beautiful female host is that the first commercial bank was officially established to promote economic growth, especially the discounts on entrepreneurship loans are very strong. The current interest rate is almost 0, of course, and it is limited to entrepreneurship.

A large-scale social project "Gene Matching" has already obtained a large loan and started to operate officially.

The second news is that the spacecraft is about to reach its final destination and the first phase of the geological survey will be launched!

When I heard this news, there was a burst of cheers on the playground.

Xu Jie and Wang Junpeng were even more frowning. Some people got loans and started their own businesses, while others were about to work on the surface with great confidence. What should they do?

Not working yet!

The 1 satellite is a terrestrial planet. Its individual is slightly smaller than Mercury and slightly larger than the moon. It has a certain magnetic field on its surface. In other words, the core inside has not been completely cooled down, and there is a certain probability of geological disasters.

Of course, based on the current observations, the probability of a global volcano erupting is very low.

"...Dear viewers, the main goal of this scientific experiment is to choose a place with a large amount of mineral resources and fewer geological disasters, and is close enough to the space elevator as the main development base... Our scientists have launched artificial satellites. Now, please invite Professor Xie, a geologist from the Deep Space University, to bring us relevant introductions..."

After the news broadcast was broadcast, everyone around them began to get excited, chatting randomly about how to develop the first stage of industry, how to smelify iron and burn glass, etc.

Some people also say that it is definitely impossible to make chips directly. There must be a gradual climbing process in the middle, which is impossible. Even with advanced lithography machines, it is not possible.

Some people even say that the main force will not be invested in high-end chips at present, and the population is too small, so we can only give priority to the development of more important survival industries...

All kinds of bragging and fucking make them just like experts in the institute.

However, after listening to these conversations, Wang Junpeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, capturing a dark inspiration. The mysterious and mysterious inspiration pierced the meninges like a lightning bolt!

make money!

How to make money!

Wang Junpeng jumped up from the stool and said with a rosy face, "The new civilization does not lack technology at present, what is lacking is experience, time and population."

"We can't get up in every industry in a short time."

"Yes, what's wrong? Everyone knows that the legacy of Earth civilization can allow us to eat for a long time."

Xu Jie said angrily, "The first thing to solve is the survival problems such as medical ecological environment and food. According to the government's plan, we can use the best biotechnology to increase our lifespan. Although it is a bit unpleasant, I also think it is more important than developing the mobile phone manufacturing industry... Who doesn't want to live for three hundred years?"

Wang Junpeng seemed to have not heard what he was saying, chatting endlessly, and even couldn't help but lower his voice, "Everyone is talking about chips. Even if we know how chips are made, it is still too complicated to develop to the cutting-edge. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources. The industrial chain is too long."

"Look!" Wang Junpeng took out his cell phone, "This is a smartphone produced on the earth. After three thousand years of hardship, most of them are no longer able to use it."

This phone was also the very popular "Warwick 888" space phone at that time. Warwick designed it specifically for life in space. Some of the performances of it shrank, but it was very stable and even strongly could smash walnuts.

But after a journey through the starry sky, it was completely damaged. According to Wang Junpeng's research, the battery was broken, but the core CPU was not damaged and could barely be used.

He turned on another mobile phone, black and white screen, like Xiaolingtong, a product produced by the new civilization, only has the most basic communication functions, sending text messages, making a phone call, logging in to your personal email address, and there are no other functions.

From a quality perspective, the consumer electronics produced are still far from the same as those brought from the earth.

"And it may not be able to catch up in the next ten, twenty, and thirty years. What we are pursuing is to be useful and pursue the most basic needs, rather than to pursue perfection."

"Is it possible...waste utilization? Haha, absolutely!"

His voice became louder and louder, but he deliberately suppressed it to prevent people around him from hearing it.

This rapid secretion of adrenaline makes the whole person's face look like a red balloon, which can explode by poking it with a needle.

Xu Jie looked at him in surprise, "Brother, use waste? You don't want to pick up scrapped industrial garbage, right? I won't go to collect rubbished iron! And we can't deal with the garbage we picked up... We don't have this technology or equipment at all!"

"What garbage is picked up?!" Wang Junpeng smiled mysteriously. "I'm talking about recycling old mobile phones! Do you understand what waste is used... We can't make mobile phones, can't we assemble a mobile phone?"

Xu Jie was shocked, his mouth opened for a long time but did not close. Then he realized that he began to feel ecstatic.

Yes, this plan... works!

Soon, Wang Junpeng and Xu Jie reported their entrepreneurial plans to the bank, wanting to use their personal credit to borrow funds.

The newly opened bank is very efficient. It just reported in the morning, and by the afternoon, the money had been transferred to the account.

Immediately, the two began their career as a waste king of "recycling old mobile phones" and "exchanging old for new".

This kind of work is actually very simple. After disassembling all three damaged mobile phones, the effective parts will be reassembled, and two good ones may be assembled. Wouldn't this make money?

As for how to assemble it...it's very simple. As a technical guru, as long as it is not too weird, it should be fine.

Wang Junpeng and Xu Jie were walking around the square with 100,000 yuan from a credit loan in their arms, and Wang Junpeng and Xu Jie were extremely nervous.

I rented a temporary stall, set up a billboard, and then yelled loudly, "Recycle old mobile phones, old computers, tablets... Recycle at a high price!"

This kind of shouting really attracted some of the attention of passers-by.

"How do you recycle this phone? How much do you pay?"

It is a Warwick p999, a very popular space phone on Earth at that time, but it is no longer possible to turn on it.

Wang Junpeng tossed and turned to check, gritted his teeth, and said, "It looks good to maintain the ground, 1,000 yuan!"

"It's only half a month's salary... I won't sell it anymore." The man shook his head, preferring to keep it as a souvenir.

"Hey, buddy, don't leave, 1200, no more!" Wang Junpeng hurriedly greeted.

"..." This guy was a little hesitant.

"1300, if you don't sell it, I'm going to be bleeding!"

"make a deal!"

In this way, after the first transaction was completed, the second and third transactions were soon received... The loan of 100,000 yuan was spent like flowing. In half a day, more than 100 electronic devices were recovered.

The two of them took a lot of rags and returned home, and they were so excited that they were completely overwhelmed.

But if you fail to start a business, it will be miserable. 100,000 yuan is not a small number. Bank money is the money of the government. No one dares to owe money and not pay it back. In such a small society, even if you want to be a deadbeat, you have nowhere to hide.

"Don't break the chip, don't break the chip, don't break the chip!"

If the chip is broken, it has no ability to repair it. If it is just a battery or other parts broken, it can still make up for it... Especially the battery, the technical content is actually not high. Currently humans can also produce some.

Wang Junpeng repeated it several times in his mind, then picked up the screwdriver and began the process of maintenance and assembly.

The two of them almost had red eyes and dripped all night. At three o'clock in the morning, Wang Junpeng couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found his friend Xu Jie sitting on a stool, crying while eating instant noodles.

"It's over, Lao Peng, it's over, I can only spell out 21 mobile phones... There are only 21 that can be turned on."

"... Each unit sells 5,000 yuan to get the money back. It's impossible to sell it. Everything is over! Woo woo..."

Wang Junpeng felt a chill in his heart. He lost 70,000 to 80,000 at once. That was not a joke!

He tried hard to calm himself down.

He looked at the various parts on the table, piles of which were divided into categories according to the model.

"The main reason is that there are too many models of the machine, and each part cannot be used for all... Damn..."

At this moment, Wang Junpeng really hated the mobile phone manufacturers on earth. He actually created so many models that they couldn't even compete.

"Don't worry, you may not lose money. Make sure how many parts are completely broken."

"Not many. Usually, one or two broken mobile phones." Xu Jie replied, "It mainly focuses on batteries, ra and ryi... and some capacitor wiring problems, which I can't fix well..."

"You have a break...I'll go out and see how much money I can recover."
To be continued...