Earth Time, May 4th.
In the deep space tens of millions of kilometers away, an aircraft was traveling at a constant speed.
There was a young man lying inside the aircraft that looked like an inanimate object. He wore a respirator on his head and lay quietly in the hibernation cabin as if his body function had completely stopped. The entire hibernation cabin was inlaid on the pilot's seat in the Stingray's cockpit. The inside of the glass cover was dotted with ice, like an ice coffin exuding a cold air.
The blue signal light flickered slightly. Accompanied by a slight noise, the mist slowly drifted out from the gaps on both sides of the hibernation cabin and was sucked away by the fan on the inner wall of the cabin. The glass cover on the top slowly opened, and then the entire hibernation cabin split into four steel shells and closed to the back of the cabin.
"Hibernation is over …"
The electronic voice without a trace of emotion sounded in his ears. Liu Qingpeng opened his eyes and moved his stiff limbs. Taking off the respirator, his stomach suddenly twitched. He bent over and retched twice, but nothing came out except bile.
In order to prevent the food in the stomach from rotting and damaging the internal environment, he ate nutrient supplies in the three days before the flight.
Holding the joystick, the cold feeling gradually faded from his body. It took Liu Qingpeng a while to recover from the uncomfortableness.
"I … have arrived?"
"Connecting you to the navigator … please wait." After confirming the pilot's heartbeat, the green signal light flickered slightly, and the cold electronic voice sounded in his ears. Soon, a wave of frequency modulation noise flashed in his ears, and the vague voice gradually became clear.
"This is the command center. Please answer after you hear it."
After adjusting his breathing, Liu Qingpeng pressed on the helmet and turned on the microphone. "Stingray A-1, received."
Navigator: "It's nice to hear your voice again. It seems that you are still alive … zizi …"
Liu Qingpeng smiled and moved his stiff neck. "Can I take this as your blessing?"
"Of course."
From the ground command center to his current position, it would take four or five minutes to travel by electromagnetic wave. However, with the quantum entanglement effect communication technology, the distance of tens of millions of kilometers was easily crossed. Although there was a lot of noise, the communication was still smooth.
Under the guidance of the navigator, he readjusted the course, and the Stingray began to slow down.
From his current position, he could already see that unnatural black dot through the optical sight.
This discovery made him both surprised and apprehensive. He was pleasantly surprised that his luck was pretty good. In the end, there were no accidents during this death flight of tens of millions of kilometers. What worried him was that even the navigator couldn't tell him what was waiting for him there.
He glanced at the Gauss rifle inserted next to the right leg of the cockpit, but this rifle, which cost one million Xin New dollars, did not bring him much sense of security. He was very doubtful that if he encountered aliens with laser guns, this expensive "toy" would come in handy.
"Get closer to the unidentified flying object. If it shows any signs of attacking … Bzzt bzzt …"
The communication from the ground command center was abruptly cut off. Liu Qingpeng frowned and restarted the communication device, but he still did not receive any signal from Earth.
"Communication blocked?" He muttered to himself. His fingers rubbed the safety on the joystick, and he looked through the optical sight at the unnatural darkness tens of kilometers away.
There was no extra energy for him to step on the brakes to change course, fly out of the airspace where communication was blocked, and then return after requesting instructions. There was only one opportunity to contact, and there were only twenty-four hours left for him to investigate the target.
It took the Stingray A-1 four hours to fly this distance of tens of kilometers. When the dark unidentified flying object was close enough to be observed by the naked eye, the Stingray finally ended the deceleration phase and reached a relatively stationary state.
All communications were cut off. Even when the drones were released, the screens were all white.
Looking at the darkness hundreds of meters away, Liu Qingpeng hesitated for a moment. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the Gauss rifle from his right leg, buckled the gun belt to the nylon buckle on the waist of the spacesuit, then manually opened the cockpit of the Stingray and gently leaped into the deep space.
In the endless darkness, a deep fear instinctively crept into his heart.
After taking a few deep breaths, he finally overcame the biological instinctive fear of the deep sea. His arms moved back slightly, controlled the small nozzles at the joints, and floated toward the unidentified flying object with the reaction force of the nozzle.
When he was ten meters away, the strange feeling of the scene suddenly disappeared. The flashlight pointed forward, and a silver-white ball with a diameter of about ten meters suddenly appeared in his field of vision. At this moment, the only thing he could conclude was that this was definitely not a natural phenomenon that existed by coincidence.
Liu Qingpeng set up the Gauss rifle in his hand, controlled the nozzle to adjust his speed, flew around the ball, and found a crooked fracture on the back of the ball. On the iron frame in the fracture, meteorite fragments could be seen.
"Hit by a meteorite? What a coincidence … "Liu Qingpeng whispered, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Even a meteorite flying toward it couldn't be avoided, it was obvious that the aircraft's energy had been exhausted. In fact, when he came in, he was a little worried. If the aircraft suddenly flew away while he was here, then he really wouldn't be able to go back.
The spherical aircraft had a total of three floors, and the middle floor was the widest. In this aircraft, he didn't find any traces of aliens, nor did he find any traces of a hibernation cabin. He didn't even find a pilot seat.
Perhaps this was an unmanned aircraft, or perhaps he just couldn't understand the existence of the advanced creature that owned this aircraft.
"Looks like this toy won't be of any use." Liu Qingpeng's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile. He lowered the muzzle of the rifle in his hand, and walked back and forth in the middle floor, carefully inspecting every corner, and at the same time taking photos for evidence.
This aircraft should have belonged to a civilization, and it was most likely a civilization that had disappeared in the long river of time.
Nature erased everything that existed, leaving only this wreckage floating in deep space.
After about 30 minutes, Liu Qingpeng had photographed every corner of the three levels of the aircraft. With close to a gigabyte of data in hand, his mission was finally completed.
That was how it should be.
However, when he returned to the hall in the middle floor and stood next to the platform that he first came into contact with to check the photos, he accidentally found a dent on the flat platform with the help of the flashlight.
The dent was very special, as if it could only be revealed by light from a specific angle.
"This is?" He frowned slightly, reached out, and gently touched the dent. At the same time, a light suddenly lit up from the platform. A round sphere slowly rose from the other side of the platform, separated from the platform, and floated above the platform.
This lost civilization seemed to have a fondness for spheres.
Liu Qingpeng stared at the glowing sphere. He couldn't help but be curious, and he reached out to grab the sphere …
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