Chapter 654: Chapter 297: Provoked, Huh?_2
Allen Zhang took out his phone and contacted someone from GBT company to inquire about the details of their rocket launch package.
Rocket Company Manager: Hello, we’re currently having a promotional event, launching the test model sg52 rocket launcher. A single satellite launch starts at just $98,000 for an individual package and can accommodate up to 120 microsatellites.
Allen Zhang: The cost of launching a satellite is usually at least $200,000. How can you offer it so cheaply? What happens if the launch fails?
Rocket Company Manager: Currently, our rocket launcher is the latest test version we have developed. It’s been adjusted and stabilized on the ground, but it hasn’t actually been tested in flight yet. Therefore, we’ve decided to promote it at a discounted price. If the satellite launch fails, we will provide 1.5 times compensation. If it succeeds, you will still pay the original price.
Allen Zhang: Ok, $98,000. I can pay you this money. When can we launch?
Rocket Company Manager: Anytime, anywhere. As long as you transport your private satellite to our company and after our inspection confirms the data are normal, we can activate the rocket launch system to send the satellite into space. However, you need to prepare the necessary documentation in advance. Here is our company address, you are welcome to visit our lab!
Allen Zhang took a look; GBT is a rocket company based in San Francisco, but they also have a laboratory department and site in the suburbs of Palm Valley.
Palm Valley again? What a coincidence, it’s on the way and I can visit Shadi too.
Allen Zhang: Mailing is too much hassle; I’ll bring my team over now. I haven’t had the chance to see a rocket launch up close before.
Rocket Company Manager: You won’t be disappointed. Although our rocket designs can’t compare with those of bigger companies and we only have three years of development history, it is definitely professional. Our team consists of experts in various fields including aerospace.
After arranging the time with the other party, they would contact again upon arrival.
Allen Zhang sent a message to Blitz asking him to drive to the rocket launch laboratory in Palm Valley.
After all, the General Sect Leader knows nothing about satellites. The hardware has been maintained by Qibatu and his team, but the software still requires Blitz to handle the programming, matrix data, GPS underlying logic, real-time monitoring, and locating. We can’t just send it into space and then ignore it, right? What use would that be?
Blitz: I’m leaving right now.
Fifteen minutes later, he landed in a suburban hangar location flying a Black Hawk Helicopter.
Allen Zhang got off the plane, entered the hangar, and saw that the Beggar Gang Disciples were already busy. A few were eating pizza and breakfast, all bought from a convenience store near the airport.
It really is tough for them, at this middle-of-nowhere suburban airport, there isn’t even a proper restaurant, just fast food every day. For a proper meal, they would have to travel to a small town ten miles away; even ordering food delivery isn’t cheap and it attracts unwanted attention.
“Where’s Qibatu?” Allen Zhang looked around but didn’t see him.
“Boss, he only fell asleep at 5 a.m. yesterday, he’s still resting now,” a Beggar Gang Disciple pointed to a room upstairs.
“Then let’s not bother calling him, I don’t have anything that needs his attention,” Allen Zhang nodded.
After Mark finished his breakfast, Allen Zhang greeted him and instructed him to pack the microsatellites and load them onto the private plane.
The Beggar Gang Disciples transported the Black Hawk Helicopter into the hangar and then pulled out the Cirrus SF50.
After switching planes, Allen Zhang, Boketu, and Sieg headed to Palm Valley again.
In the meantime, the General Sect Leader also proactively contacted Dis to ask about the progress of his FCC license, and Dis reliably sent the electronic documents right away.
Allen Zhang: If I hadn’t mentioned it, would it never have occurred to you to send it to me?
Dis: I’m currently in the hospital undergoing treatment. The doctor said it might take months before there’s any response from my lower body!
He sent a photo of the hospital room to the General Sect Leader.
Allen Zhang: Then it’s fine.
Despite his own pain and aftereffects, Dis ran to the relevant department to handle the documents for the General Sect Leader; even though it was just getting a document approved, it showed his dedication.
Dis: If you really appreciate what I’ve done, could you delete the photo?
Allen Zhang: Nonsense, without the photo, there’s no hold. Are you thinking of going solo?
Dis: We don’t have any bonds! You’re just threatening me.
Allen Zhang: You’re right, my friend, but there’s no reward. Since you put it that way, maybe I should consider bringing Molina back so you can see each other again.
Dis: Ok ok, I won’t say anymore. I’m totally jinxed!
Little guy.
Who do you think you are?
Got a hold over the General Sect Leader, and you still think you can run?
Unless you disgrace yourself, as long as this secret exists, the General Sect Leader’s got you for life!
Boketu piloted the Cirrus SF50, flying smoothly for about fifteen minutes, successfully arriving in downtown Palm Valley.
Allen Zhang sent a message to Shadi, claiming he was passing through Palm Valley and wanted to visit her, also intending to borrow her family’s private airport.
Shadi: You still remember to contact me? I thought you had vanished from the face of the earth.
Allen Zhang: Didn’t I come to visit you? Is your dad home?
Shadi: Are you here for something related to my dad, or specifically to see me?
Allen Zhang: Of course, it’s you. I don’t like your dad.
Shadi: Hold on, I’ll be right there!