On the silent moon, the entrance platform slowly unfolded, and the camera was turned on.
Armstrong walked out of the hatch and slowly climbed down along the landing gear.
He first checked the four load-bearing legs to make sure that they were in good condition. This way, when it was time to return to near-lunar orbit, the lunar module could use the entire descent module as a launch platform. After that, all he needed to do was turn on the engine of the descent module, and it could be sent back to lunar orbit to dock with the command/service module parked there.
The voice of ground control could be heard over the communication channel. "The camera is working fine. We can see you, Neil. You look good."
"Thank you, Houston."
Armstrong looked up at Zhang Heng in the lunar module and nodded at him. "A textbook landing." After that, Armstrong continued to climb down to the bottom of the crater.
(The following is what Armstrong said when he landed on the moon.)
"… I'm standing at the bottom of the ladder, on the floor of the Lunar Module. The floor is only one or two feet below the ground. When you get closer, you can see the very fine texture on the ground. It's like powder, very fine."
Armstrong paused and turned around. "… I'm going to set foot on the moon."
Millions of people in front of their televisions held their breath until Armstrong's left foot moved from the chassis to the ground.
"… That's
man，
Mankind (This is a small step for an individual, but a giant leap for mankind), "Armstrong said.
However, due to the transmission problem of the sound equipment, this sentence was intermittent when it was transmitted to the television. Coupled with Neil Armstrong's thick Ohio accent, many people could not hear what he said at all.
So the audience in front of the television began to whisper to each other. "Wait, what did Armstrong say when he landed on the moon?"
"Well, it seems like it's both a small step for mankind and a giant leap for mankind," another person said with uncertainty.
"It sounds very philosophical, but is this a small step for mankind or a giant leap for mankind?"
"…"
This was not a coincidence. In fact, the people in front of the TV, including the staff in NASA's ground control center in Houston, did not hear the letter A in the middle. At this time, the news agencies were also rushing to write articles, rushing to report this news.
It was not until Armstrong returned to Earth that he explained what he had said on the moon.
But these were all things that happened later. Zhang Heng followed behind Armstrong, climbed down from the landing gear, and stepped on the moon's soil.
What entered his eyes was an incomparably desolate and magnificent scene.
This was a gray world with undulating craters and uneven ground. There was nothing but rocks. There was no sound, no life, only eternal silence.
But it was undeniable that it was indeed breathtakingly beautiful.
No wonder Armstrong later said, "I've been to the moon, what other place on Earth could attract me?"
Without the protection of the atmosphere, the temperature here could reach up to 160 degrees during the day, and at night, it could drop to -180 degrees. Coupled with the ubiquitous radiation and lack of oxygen, astronauts had to wear spacesuits at all times while on the moon.
Zhang Heng could not see his watch inside, but he had spoken to ground control earlier and received the time on Earth. There was less than half an hour left before the quest ended.
This also meant that his journey was coming to an end.
"Neil, I'm going to walk around," Zhang Heng said to Armstrong, who was not far away.
"Roger that, David. Be careful."
"Nice to meet you, Neil." That was the last thing Zhang Heng said. After that, he hopped away from the crater in the distance using the rabbit hopping technique.
After walking for about a hundred meters, Zhang Heng turned off the radio communication system on his body. All he could hear was the sound of his own breathing and the hum of the portable life support system.
A huge black canopy hung upside down over his head. At this moment, he stood alone on an empty lava plain, as if he was standing in the palace of the ancient gods. His heart was exceptionally calm. Zhang Heng did not know where he should go. All he could do was walk into the darkness in front of him without hesitation …
[Time limit has arrived. Mission completed …]
[Apollo Program Training Camp dungeon cleared. The fifth round of the game is over. Returning to the real world …]
…
Zhang Heng opened his eyes. The quest this time wasn't that long. Even if he included the parallel quest, it was less than a year. However, the time flow was also very slow. Six hours had passed in the real world, and the bar downstairs was probably closed by now.
Fortunately, the lounge had not changed much. It was the beginning of the month, and Zhang Heng was probably the last person to finish the game. The only people left in the lounge were him and the bartender lady. The latter was hiding behind the bar, flipping through Akira Toriyama's "Dragon Ball" in boredom. When she saw Zhang Heng sitting up on the sofa, she poked her head over.
"It's been quite long this time."
"Because it's quite far."
"How far? Don't tell me you're thinking of going to the moon?" The bartender lady cracked a cold joke.
"More or less." Zhang Heng placed the five game items he obtained on the bar.
"What a bountiful harvest. Tsk, tsk, tsk." The bartender lady put down the "Dragon Ball" manga in her hand and stored the five items in a tule box. "Did you meet other players?"
Zhang Heng nodded, picked up the tablet on the side, and skillfully entered his player number. After that, he clicked confirm and paid the 20 points for the appraisal.
"You didn't tell me that I would meet other players in a solo game."
"I can't reveal too much information to you. In fact, I've told you almost everything I can." The bartender lady spread her hands. "Look on the bright side. Didn't you get five extra red packets?"
"By the way, does the game checkpoint provide a storage service?" Zhang Heng did not dwell on this topic. Things here were almost settled, and he could go home for the Chinese New Year. Zhang Heng did not intend to bring too many game items back with him. After all, there were too many people during the Chinese New Year.
"Yes. If you want to store it, it costs three game points per day."
"Huh?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, suspecting that he heard wrong.
"The game checkpoint is the safest place to store game items. If you store the game items here, even if the three major guilds attack together, they won't be able to take them away. It's worth it to save three game points for this safe zone, isn't it?"
"But what if the three major guilds catch the owner of the game item and force him to retrieve it?" Zhang Heng keenly noticed the loophole in the bartender lady's words.
The bartender lady laughed. Obviously, she was saying that they only cared about the safety of the game item, and the life and death of the item owner had nothing to do with them.
"Forget it. I'll keep it myself," Zhang Heng said, writing down his grandfather's address on the sticky note. "Please mail it here."
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