Chapter 212 Where has the sand gone?
The bright office is showing slideshows, showing the images taken by satellites and photos taken by drones next to them.
On the picture is a construction site. The entire construction site is wrapped very tightly, but still a little image is revealed. If you look at it from the picture alone, it is a construction site that looks very ordinary. It is nothing more than keeping it confidential and it is very difficult to see the situation inside outside.
Sitting in the office are designers from various countries. They come from all over the world, but they have the same identity, that is, the judges of Hardy's company when it was tendered. They are world-renowned designers and are well-known in this industry.
But we have never been hit back so quickly by young people. In just over a year, the British Dynasty Building they designed has just started construction! Construction has begun here.
Isn't this for them to show?
They are watching now, but the more they look at the data, the more shocked they are.
"How many squares of sand have they transported into the construction site in the past few days? Why do I feel that all the pile driving projects in this construction site have been suspended except for the first week of the pile driving projects. The first week of the project used almost all pile drivers in Jiangcheng, and the resonance generated by the work at the same time is easy to cause accidents." A designer said.
Another person beside him also said, "This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the sand. What is the use of it? Hundreds and thousands of sand trucks have transported sand into the construction site in the past few days."
They can't understand what is happening on the construction site on this.
The others were speechless and completely speechless.
Where did so much sand go? If it is used to mix concrete, it will never be transported so much sand at one time!
"Where did he use it?"
This problem bothered them. However, they probably would never know. Si Fan brought over this time not only sand but also all kinds of materials ordered according to the requirements of the Skynet system. The only function of these materials is to strengthen the solidity of the foundation.
After several days of consolidation, the foundation is very different from before. When the foundation was just laid, there were still some deep pits around. This pit seemed to be left in advance. Fortunately, no outsiders saw it.
At this moment, the system prompts followed, followed by a large number of various material lists that made Si Fan look at, but the central idea was to make Si Fan very clear, that is, to prevent moisture, consolidate the foundation, and ensure the solidity of the ground.
All this was completed for four or five days in a row. Si Fan was here day and night, and three meals a day were just takeout to deal with one bite. In this area, it was a waste of grass. Except for Si Fan, others had to bear several times, dozens, or even hundreds of times of pressure here. Even the earth could not bear this power. Those messy materials were gradually consolidated by this powerful force.
The ground is now like solid steel. It is very difficult to pry.
It is because of this solid foundation that there are opportunities for future construction.
The fourth floor of the underground floor said that some locations have been booked long ago. The load bearing is also calculated, but this requires waiting until the building is almost completed before it will be built.
These locations are still hard land now.
Because the work and materials were filled in according to Si Fan's expected location, the places dug out in the future were relatively soft land, and they were not all load-bearing parts.
The load-bearing part is now strong, and it only has a load-bearing building with a load-bearing of hundreds of floors.
Si Fan at the construction site absolutely does not believe that others will scratch his head for his performance at the construction site. If he knew, he would not care. Now he is looking at the design drawings in the system, carefully looking at the details, and recalling each detail in his mind in the way he used a movie.
In the virtual 3D image, he carefully looked at every detail and reviewed the key points he had mentioned in each school. Until all of them were confirmed, Si Fan even used the system to test all the data again to ensure that everything was foolproof.
"Oh! Maybe I'm so concerned! Care is a mess!" Si Fan said in a low voice, slowly walking out of the construction site.
In front of us, all one hundred T400 construction terminators have been prepared, and all the huge warehouses have been opened. This is the beginning of construction.
Starting from the initial process, the entire building was completed bit by bit, and now is the beginning.
"Start construction!" With Si Fan's order, all the Terminators seemed to be troops. Some Terminators rushed to the construction site quickly to find their own position, while more Terminators drove to transport the materials.
The efficiency of starting construction is terrifying and even shocking.
At the same time, a signal wave is also emitted. From now until the completion of the building, the entire building will be built under signal blocking.
In the office of Hardy Company in the UK, a group of people who were pointing at Si Fan on the satellite map and discussing loudly were suddenly stunned.
Because the picture in front of them suddenly disappeared completely and turned into snow spots, and then the harsh sound seemed to shatter their eardrums.
"Lamo! Turn off this damn computer quickly and tell me why and what he wants to do!" A fat man in the crowd shouted loudly. If Si Fan could recognize him here, this fat man was the fat man who bet on him.
Unfortunately, he didn't know at all.
A helper called Ramo started to debug the equipment in a hurry, but every time the target was locked into the Oriental Empire Building, all signals disappeared.
After a second, the office was silent. The coffee and black tea on the table were gradually drunk by a dry mouth expert, and they didn't even feel it.
Lamo, who was debugging the computer, was sweating coldly. After ten minutes, he finally turned around and looked at the people in front of him with a look of ugly expression: "Sorry, it's not that there is a problem with the satellite, nor is it that there is a problem with our software, but that the other party used high-power military equipment to completely block our signals."
Chapter completed!