Chapter 673 Alas, It's Just the Iron, It's Just for Fun!

"Don't panic, he Fisher Adams is just a playboy who likes to play with women, he knows the electricity of a hammer!"

At the Apex high-level meeting, a group of elites got together and began to think about the orbital elevator.

"I think that although their elevator is a bit bigger, the effect is definitely not as good as they boasted! So it might break down that day!"

"That's right, that's right, I think they're just bragging, and it's impossible to really provide cheap energy to those poor ghosts. If they do this, it will break the rules of the industry!"

A group of people sat together and thought about it endlessly, mainly because they were frightened by microwave power transmission. Although short-wave power transmission has already taken shape in the laboratory, and even some tech giants have tossed this thing out at home, but Art Russ is directly put into use, without pre-market demonstrations, no tests, what to say, either the other party's technology is mature enough to not need experimental tests, or they are just bragging.

"I thought, don't panic when you encounter problems, face it with a smile! Since they want to fight a price war, we will fight with him. I bet his technology will be broken in a month!"

Looking at a group of executives who spoke enthusiastically, the confident Uncle Simmons thought to himself that I have the backing of the federal government. Otherwise, I may have to give you three points for Atlas, but I am an old-timer in the energy field. In the early days of their business, in order to seize the market, they got up at three o'clock to cut competitors' wires.

"Then compare!"

For capitalists, there is no such thing as a win-win situation, especially in terms of energy and hydraulic power. In order to increase the electricity bill as much as possible in the future, they have to pinch the meter and fight!

"But, Atlas and the others have nuclear technology. If they can't afford it, they can build a nuclear power plant!"

"Then they still lost!"

So on the second day after Atlas announced the start of the wireless power transmission project, the Apex East Coast Department of Energy also stood up and said that in response to the country's call, they would also lower electricity rates.

"Moses Roy!"

Fisher, who was wearing a bathrobe and enjoying the massage of the Japanese lady who had a good life, was happy.

Originally, the average electricity bill for the entire east coast was 12 cents per kilowatt-hour, but now they have reduced it to 6 cents, which is really costly, but the question is, how long can they last?

"Go on to the music and go on to the dance!"

Because it’s really boring recently, Fisher simply packed the headquarters directly to Japan, and took all the staff of the headquarters to the hot springs, not even the cleaning lady, and ate the Japanese food made by the spirit of craftsmanship, don’t worry. Let’s just say, big chunks of Kobe beef still taste great.

That's right, Fisher didn't care about Apex's counterattack at all. He did his work, and I did mine. Atlas's relay station was steadily advancing, and the city's power grid was also being transformed. The agricultural group under the cooperation agreement has built a greenhouse to grow organic vegetables in the power transmission range of the orbital elevator. All the work is going so smoothly, so there is no need to pay attention to other things at all. With this effort, eating hot spring eggs and drinking sake is not good?

Because of the detached status of the Americans in Japan and the detached status of Atlas in the United States, the treatment Fisher enjoys in Japan, where he lives a good life, is even more exaggerated than that of Emperor Mai. If he wants to play there, he only needs to notify him. Then the boys from the Metropolitan Police Department will go to clear the scene.

For daily travel, it is said that the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department’s most elite special vehicle class 2 acts as a bodyguard. That’s right, it is the special car class 2. After Atlas’s own walking mechs were pushed into the military sales website , the most commented are my neon youths, and the second section of the special car is also the first foreign police organization equipped with police riot sentry mechs, and the second is the border police of the flower planters. Now the rabbits Driving mechas at the border to frantically rub against those drug dealers running in.

In fact, when I first learned that there was a second class of special cars, Fisher was really happy for a long time, especially after knowing that the second class of special cars was equipped with mechas, and later Fisher asked about it. The Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs, who was in charge of acting as a tour guide for himself, wondered if there was any Public Security Section 9 in Japan. As a result, the Deputy Minister's eyes almost popped out at that time.

"As expected of Mr. Fei, who has been awarded the title of Outstanding Youth of America for ten consecutive years, he has such a clear understanding of Japanese culture. Yes, the Public Security Section 9 is also in preparation. This is a new institution we use to deal with supernatural affairs. Get up, in the future we hope to send students to Giant God to learn world-class experience!"

"That's easy to say!" Fisher has always been willing to refuse anyone who comes to study. You must know that he usually holds several titles as principal. To create this organization, I just don’t know if there is a major in it, or to strip Natasha naked and give her an armor-piercing pistol to come over to work part-time? Alas, that's a bit of a loss, it's better to build a prosthetic body, after all, I have a relationship with Fisher.

Moreover, these leeks will be Atlas's own 50-cent party in the future after they are cultivated, such as a senior police officer from the University of Massachusetts. Every day it is advocating that Canada should hand over all the affairs of the country to Atlas, so that the people of Canada can be happier.

And it is said that after he returned, he ordered all police stations to hang a bust of Fisher, but this turned out to be a rumor, because what he asked was actually to erect a big statue of Fisher.

It can be seen that it is not good to have too many brain fans, just like this fifty-year-old deputy foreign minister who took Fisher to take a bath and personally wanted to serve Fisher, and the eggs were all from the other party It was peeled, and even eaten, it was almost fed by this guy.

In fact, the Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs originally wanted to recommend a few geisha ladies to be a dragon, but there are seven or eight women in the bathhouse that he dare not mess with. After all, he did not serve Fisher well. In other words, as long as I bow and bow diligently, I'll be fine, but if I offend those women, I can't do it as a vice minister.

So I can only work hard on Fisher himself. At most, during the massage, a few Yamato Nadeshiko will come and sing a little song while squeezing his shoulders. As for any more in-depth services, the ministers dare not recommend any of them!

And what else can Fisher do, that is, point to the deputy minister and say a few hometown tunes to complain.

"Koizumi-san, your conscience is broken!"