He is Already a Tycoon at a Young Age! - Chapter 35
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Episode 35
Episode 35 – The Birth of the President
New Mexico
Los Alamos
“Wow, it’s really just an empty field with nothing in it.”
“That’s why you chose it. It’s good for rocket experiments.”
I stopped the car and rubbed my eyes.
I’m going crazy with this hangover.
Did you drink too much on the train?
“That’s right, I told you to drink moderately and go to sleep.”
Richter sighed beside him.
“Why did this guy who didn’t even drink alcohol in the trenches suddenly become such a big drinker?”
“I’ll drink moderately from now on.”
There were no AA meetings in those days.
I guess I have to be careful.
“Next time, I should bring something to do on the train.”
I wish I could buy an airplane and fly around, but airplanes these days are all so unstable.
As we stopped the car, Goddard approached us, smiling.
“Welcome to Los Alamos, Mr. Hitler, Mr. Richter. I fear I have disturbed you in your busy schedule.”
“If it’s a rocket launch, it can come at any time.”
I answered with a smile.
By the way, it’s Los Alamos.
Goddard was particularly particular about this location, which was ideal for experiments, despite having few people around.
It’s as desolate as you can see in the picture.
“Have you given your rocket project a name?”
“It’s a project name. I don’t have anything in mind yet.”
“Shouldn’t there be a plausible name?”
For example…
“What about the Manhattan Project?”
“If it’s Manhattan, isn’t it a place in New York? I think the Los Alamos Project would be more appropriate.”
Goddard shrugged.
“If Mr. Hitler has it in mind, let’s do it as the Manhattan Project.”
“It’s a name that fits this location perfectly.”
When you think of Los Alamos, you think of the Manhattan Project.
A city of scientists who were in charge of developing the nuclear bomb during World War II.
Dr. Oppenheimer and other associates must have lived nearby.
It’s nuclear.
I guess I can bring that forward too.
‘If we’re not careful, it could end up being Pandora’s box.’
Even if I had focused only on nuclear power plants, it was clear that someone would start developing a nuclear bomb.
I hate to imagine what happens next.
‘Adolf Hitler, the man who started the end of the world.’
If you do that, you’ll get a reputation worse than the original history.
Instead of a nuclear bomb, I’d rather meet Einstein later.
That sounds fun.
“Come this way and I’ll show you the rocket we’re about to launch.”
The rocket was much larger than I had imagined.
Is it because I’ve only seen very large rockets so far?
I tried hard to hide my disappointment.
“Impressive.”
“W-Will this really go into space?”
Goddard shook his head at Richter’s question.
“It’ll be tough with this guy, but it’ll be possible soon. Liquid fuel has also become quite stable.”
“By the way, there aren’t many people here.”
I looked around.
Just us and Goddard and a few assistants.
It’s a bit bland for a rocket launch.
Asked Goddard.
“Didn’t you call anyone else?”
“Call other people?”
“It would be a shame to watch the rocket launch alone. How about inviting people from nearby villages as well?”
That was one of the reasons I invested in rockets. To attract public attention.
‘What could be more in keeping with the image of innovation than a rocket?’
I said.
“I’m sure the local newspapers would be interested, too. How about inviting a few reporters?”
“Then we’ll have to postpone the launch for a few days.”
Goddard scratched his head.
The response was that he had never even thought about that.
“I can wait that long. I have some questions about rockets, too.”
I said with a smile.
“Can I have a brief explanation before launch?”
“Of course. Mr. Hitler invested in me, so I should repay him to that extent.”
Goddard smiled too.
The expression of a child describing a toy he made.
“Let’s start with the engine structure. If you come this way, you’ll see the connector valve connected to the fuel tank…”
“Please explain it in a way that even a five-year-old can understand.”
I couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat at the sight of Goddard looking so excited.
Did I bring this up for nothing?
***
Two days later
Goddard and I looked at the launch pad from behind the makeshift observation post.
“5 minutes to launch!”
Goddard fiddled with the button that connected the igniter with trembling hands.
Even I feel uneasy just looking at it.
“3…2…1…Fire!”
The rocket rose with a loud noise.
Sand dust flying in all directions.
“Wow!”
Everyone gathered looked up at the sky and let out exclamations.
I too looked at the rocket with a blank look in my eyes.
Orange light emanating from beneath the rocket.
‘Is it a success?’
The moment I thought that.
A rocket rising vertically…
It started to fall down again.
“Ahhhh! It’s falling!”
“Everyone be careful!”
Fortunately, the rocket landed on the opposite side of the people.
Kwakwakwang—
The fuel exploded, sending up red flames.
What should I say when I see that sight…
‘What a minister.’
I thought it was strangely beautiful. That’s when I noticed Goddard’s expression.
His face had turned pale.
‘I was the only one having useless fantasies.’
Goddard must have worked for weeks to build that rocket.
The disappointment must be beyond words.
“Mr. Goddard, I don’t know what to say to comfort you.”
“I knew this would work for sure. I had already tried it with a smaller engine…”
He repeated the same words, biting his lip.
“I knew I would succeed this time.”
“You’ll succeed next time. There are still plenty of rockets left to launch.”
“…”
Goddard sighed and muttered.
“Honestly, this rocket launch was for Mr. Hitler.”
“You said it was for me?”
What the hell is this?
I don’t quite understand.
“Shouldn’t I also produce results in proportion to the amount of money I’ve invested? The rocket isn’t even a viable business yet. This time, for sure…”
He slurred his words.
That’s what happened.
‘Are you trying to show me some kind of achievement?’
But even this is quite impressive.
“You stabilized the liquid fuel in just a few weeks? That alone is an achievement.”
The rocket is a project that I’m working on with my own pocket money.
I also do some image making.
If you think space travel will be possible in just a few years, you’re crazy.
Even in the 21st century, it has not yet been commercialized.
‘Is this similar to Nikola Tesla’s situation?’
Tesla also made matters worse by struggling alone to avoid disappointing me.
“I have a passion for rockets. I also have a passion for space travel. So you don’t have to worry about support being cut off.”
I said with a smile.
“Didn’t you even write a contract in the first place?”
It will take dozens or hundreds more failures before we can go outside of space.
I can easily handle that much.
“The problem is finding the posture while flying vertically. If only that part could be solved…”
Goddard muttered.
It’s vertical.
How did Hitler’s original V2 rocket solve this problem?
I think you said you used some kind of machine.
The name is definitely…
“How about using a gyroscope?”
“A gyroscope?”
“Yes, isn’t that the thing used for balancing?”
I guess I can’t explain any further.
I don’t know much because I’m not an engineer.
Goddard sighed deeply.
“Gyroscopes aren’t necessarily used for balancing. There are a number of issues with using them in rockets… no.”
Goddard muttered with a thoughtful expression.
“Maybe it could be possible. We could modify the nozzle to be movable and use a gyroscope to help the rocket balance itself.”
“I’m sure Mr. Goddard can find a way.”
Well, I guess a genius rocket engineer would figure this out.
There was another issue that really concerned me.
“I didn’t expect there to be this few people gathered.”
I looked around.
There were dozens of residents from nearby villages, and only five newspaper reporters.
Most of them followed me from New York.
Didn’t the news get through properly?
“He spread the news to all the nearby newspapers.”
Richter shook his head after hearing what I said.
“But he asked me what a rocket was. When I told him my name, Ma, he only showed interest.”
“You’re less interested than I thought.”
I thought there would be at least a few hundred people.
“Rockets are cool, aren’t they?”
A rocket advancing through the vast space!
spaceship!
The front line of space exploration!
What could be more exciting than this?
“It is also a symbol of innovation.”
“I don’t really know what tongue, innovation and rockets have to do with each other.”
Richter shrugged.
“I heard the Chinese set off firecrackers every year. Isn’t that similar? With that, you’re going to, uh, go into space…”
Richter glanced at Goddard as he said that.
“Well, it might sound absurd to the average person. Even newspapers like the New York Times said it was impossible.”
“I guess I’ll have to write a rebuttal. People are being fooled by the ridiculous logic of the newspapers…”
“Even if we talk about technical stuff, the public won’t be very interested.”
I told Goddard.
Scientists and engineers are not susceptible to media play.
Even the Wright brothers, who invented the airplane, failed to capture the interest of the American public.
Ironically, the Wright brothers received more recognition and treatment in Europe.
The more technical terms and theories you explain, the less interest the public has.
‘How many people in the 21st century know about rocketry?’
I am one of those people.
The public usually only remembers interesting news.
‘Then I guess I should attack that part.’
If rockets aren’t yet the image of innovation, I’ll make them.
I looked at Goddard and asked.
“We’re going to the moon using cannons. Aren’t Jules Verne’s novels famous in America too?”
“Yes, the movie is better known.”
Jules Verne’s ‘From the Earth to the Moon’.
There are many other science fiction novels as well.
Was this before the word SF was used?
Novels like this one and other media can also help generate interest in rockets.
Soon the golden age of American science fiction will begin.
Isaac Asimov, who created the Three Laws of Robotics.
Hugo Gernsback, the legendary science fiction editor who created that trend.
‘for a moment.’
The magazine the Levine kids were reading last time. Radio news.
Wasn’t the editor there also Gunsback?
He looked at Richter and asked.
“Do you remember the radio news?”
“That radio, that magazine?”
“Yeah, there were science fiction stories there too. What if we made them really popular?”
I said.
“If science fiction becomes popular, rockets will also receive a lot of attention. There may also be movies based on science fiction.”
Star Wars.
ET
The fifth element.
Star Trek.
Alien.
No, I guess I’ll have to leave out the alien.
There’s no need to instill fear of aliens.
When I came to my senses, I saw two people staring at me.
Goddard tilted his head toward Richter and whispered.
“Excuse me, Mr. Hitler, are you usually like this?”
“It’s always like this. I’m used to it now.”
Richter let out a deep sigh.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the two people’s reactions.
Am I that weird?
No, I think it’s much better than the original Hitler.
“Then let’s get started right away.”
***
LA
Hollywood
“I heard you re-released Sunnyside this time? Is it thanks to that guy Hitler?”
Two men in suits were talking while smoking cigarettes.
“Well, that’s right. The movie theaters requested it first. They said they wanted to re-release it because the public’s interest has grown.”
Charlie Chaplin said.
With Hitler appearing in the newspapers every day, the movie Sunnyside, in which he appeared, also received attention.
‘A successful businessman who made a film with Chaplin.’
The fact that the two people are friends was also one of the factors that attracted attention.
“You’re the one who comes up a lot, too.”
“I’m always popular.”
Chaplin said with a smile.
He looked at the man sitting across from him.
David Wark Griffiths.
There was no one here in Hollywood who didn’t know his name.
Founder of UA Films along with Charlie Chaplin, Mary Pickford, and Douglas Fairbanks.
The director of the famous film ‘The Birth of a Nation’.
“I once read a book written by Hitler, and it was beyond my imagination.”
Griffith said.
“From his unfortunate childhood to World War II, and then to his trip to America and success. It’s impressive how he achieved such great success in such a short period of time.”
“Honestly, it’s hard to believe. But that guy really has a lot of money. America is also the land of opportunity.”
Chaplin muttered.
“If I hadn’t come to America, I would probably be doing odd jobs at a London theater company by now.”
“Hitler. Adolf Hitler. I like the name too.”
“If someone heard me, they’d think I was in love. If you want, I can introduce you to them.”
“That would be great. I’d like to make a movie about that guy’s story. What do you think?”
“Movies? That guy’s book?”
“okay.”
Griffith smiled faintly.
He added, stubbing his cigarette out in the ashtray.
“Don’t you think it’ll be okay?”