The brawny man named Tieke was right. In the current situation, the only way out for the town of 'condenser' was to ask for help from the nearest big town, or the town would be in extreme danger.
The fact that the fusion reactor had been blown up made many of the townspeople feel at a loss at first. They didn't even feel fear because such a thing was simply too unbelievable. When it happened, the first reaction of ordinary people wasn't fear, but confusion. However, by now, some people had realized how dangerous it was. Tieke was one of the first people to realize the situation.
The fusion reactor matrix that was evenly distributed and hung three thousand kilometers above the ground of the ruined planet was the only source of light and heat energy for the ecosystem of this world. Because no one had mastered the technology to provide stable thermal radiation with a psionic reactor, these ancient fusion reactors had been running for hundreds of thousands of years and could not be replaced until now. When the fusion reactor went out and could no longer be repaired, the entire northern hemisphere could foresee continuous darkness and cold, and the latter could be fatal.
The artificial atmosphere of these ruined planets was not thick enough, and its heat preservation efficiency was lower than that of a normal atmosphere. After losing the continuous heating of the fusion reactor, they would soon lose their thermal balance. This was just one of the problems. What was worse was that, because of the limited power of the fusion reactor, in order to ensure a uniform supply of light and heat to the entire planet, there were actually hundreds of fusion reactors distributed above the planet. Each fusion reactor was only responsible for providing 'sunlight' to a small area below it. In this case, if one of the reactors went out, the area it was responsible for would hardly be able to get any 'sunlight' from the nearby reactors.
Then, the northern hemisphere of the ruined planet would be frozen by the cold wind in a very short time.
Of course, the brawny man named Tieke might not have thought of such a detailed thing. What he was worried about was something that could be deduced with the simplest logic: if it continued to go dark, the weather would become cold, the town would not have enough food and energy, and the traffic would be blocked. If they did not take the opportunity to ask for help in the best state while they still had food with them, it would be too late once the time was delayed.
The town of 'condenser' was only a small settlement with less than two hundred residents. When the iron houses were first built, it did not even have a name. Such a remote place could not possibly have enough resources to fight against the ice, nor did it have an energy shield that could resist the cold wind, nor did it have an energy source that could always be bright in the continuous darkness. There was no reliable administrative mechanism in this world. Only a few people knew about the existence of the town of condenser, and it was impossible for those people to come to help in this situation. In fact, even if the town was destroyed today, no one would necessarily know what had happened here in two years.
They needed resources, energy, and food to resist the long winter night. Of course, if it was possible, they even needed to move the entire town to a sunny place. However, these things did not fall out of nowhere. The only way that Tieke could think was to ask for help from the nearest big town. Even if they could not get resources, they had to let the town know the existence of this town. That way, when the big town began to organize the winter night rescue, this town would not be left out.
As for waiting for the big town to install a new fusion reactor here … In fact, everyone knew that this was just a beautiful wish.
Of course, Grandpa Barnard also knew this. He agreed with Tieke's idea, but he raised a very sharp question:
How are you going to go?
Climb seventeen kilometers in the dark on a cliff covered with steel wreckage? Are you Superman's second uncle?
Tieke and Barnard were opposing each other with equal harshness. Each of them insisted on their own ideas. Since both of them were right, no one could convince the other. Just when I was considering whether I should help them personally, a white light suddenly shone from the horizon, interrupting everyone's attention.
Near the distant horizon, the sky was suddenly illuminated by a bright white light, as if the dark curtain there was suddenly torn open from the top. Because the distance was too far, we could only see that the horizon was plated with a layer of light, but we were not sure where the specific source of light was.
However, through speculation, it was probably the light of the fusion reactor.
The white light outside the horizon was just the beginning. Very soon, the same light lit up on the other side of the horizon. In all directions, the distant sky began to be illuminated by the white light. The townspeople were stunned for a while. Barnard suddenly reacted and exclaimed in joy, "The fusion reactor! The fusion reactors in other places have been repaired! "
"But our fusion reactor is gone."
Tieke poured a bucket of cold water on the spot.
The white light outside the horizon formed a ring, indicating that the fusion reactors in those places had resumed operation. A few minutes later, there were no more flashes of explosion in those places, which meant that the other fusion reactors had not suffered the same fate as the one above our heads.
When the distant sky was covered by the white light, the land under everyone's feet seemed to have become an abandoned island, like a round black spot on a piece of white paper. Because the fusion reactors were far away from each other, and the power of a single fusion reactor was insufficient, the surrounding sunlight couldn't reach where the naked eye could see. Everyone could only see that the horizon in all directions seemed to be plated with a layer of silver. It was as if the light of dawn was gathering from every direction, and the sun was rising in all directions. However, the sun would never rise.
The townspeople didn't know whether to laugh or cry in such a situation. Speechless, they looked up at the sky. It was still pitch-black above them, and cold air was surging in from all directions. The darkness and coldness seemed even more obvious at this moment.
"Ah Jun, Ah Jun, it looks like there's wind!"
Qian Qian suddenly pulled my arm and muttered in a strange tone.
As expected, only after Shallow Shallow reminded me did I notice that there was a gentle breeze blowing in from all directions. The direction of the wind was chaotic, and there was no way to tell which direction it was coming from. It seemed to be changing at will. Shallow Shallow dipped her finger in some saliva and held it in the air for a while to feel it. Then, she told us solemnly, "The wind is blowing from the north to the south, and from the east to the west."
"There's wind. This is bad. I forgot about that. Humans can't stand such a situation!"
Sandora's hair fluttered in the wind that was getting stronger. Looking at the small pieces of paper that were being blown into the air on the nearby streets, she suddenly said with a serious expression, "Everyone, leave the town immediately! Move to the bottom of the cliffs next to the metal station! Barnard, are there any large residential areas in the area where the exploded fusion reactor originally shone? "
"There's a 'Heavy Gate' town a dozen kilometers away. It's a mining station, and there aren't any other residential areas. The area within a thousand-kilometer radius is filled with metal stacks, and there are almost no residents."
Barnard was confused by Sandora's sudden question, but he quickly answered her. As for asking the townspeople to leave the town, he couldn't figure out what was going on at all. "Why do we have to leave the town?"
"Hurricane."
Sandora looked at the sky. In the deep darkness, there seemed to be a gigantic being gradually gathering its power. That gigantic being might not be worth mentioning to Sandora, but to the ordinary people here, it would probably be an apocalyptic disaster.
"In the beginning, all the fusion reactors in the entire northern hemisphere shut down, causing the thermal balance on both sides of the planet to fail. Although it sounds serious, it's actually safe. On a large scale, the atmosphere has enough buffer space to cope with this imbalance, but now, the thermal balance has collapsed in a very small range … The atmosphere is unevenly heated, resulting in a hurricane that sweeps through the entire thermal imbalance zone. You've all seen bonfires. Next to the bonfire, the airflow will accelerate as the flame heats the surrounding air. Now, the fusion reactors around this area are countless huge bonfires, and above our heads is the largest cold air mass on the planet. "
Sandora explained what was going to happen in an easy-to-understand way and finally concluded, "With all the fusion reactors around us continuously heating the atmosphere, the cold air zone where we are has formed a huge wind tunnel. The balance of the planet's atmosphere is too poor, and this thermal imbalance will almost cause a meteorological disaster on the spot. I'm afraid the hurricane will hit in less than forty minutes. Now, you should already be able to feel that the air flow is intensifying. This is the local inert cold air mass gradually becoming active. "
Sandora's explanation was clear enough, but the townspeople here were miners. Their scientific knowledge was probably very limited, so many people were still confused. But as more and more townspeople gathered together, Sandora's warning had spread throughout the town. Whether they understood the reasoning or not, the people's uneasiness was well aroused.
At this moment, the direction of the wind in the air changed once again, and the strength of the wind instantly increased by an order of magnitude. A large number of paper and fabric fragments were blown into the sky by the suddenly strengthened wind. Some people subconsciously looked up to see the fragments flying higher and higher. After flying to a height of tens of meters, they suddenly accelerated, whistling as they were swept to an unknown place.
"Go inform everyone! Leave the town! "
Old Man Barnard seemed to have just sorted out the principles explained by Sandora. At this time, when he saw the obviously stronger wind in the sky, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately ordered loudly.
"Is this really possible? Why is the wind so strong? "
A skinny, dark-skinned middle-aged woman tightened her coarse work clothes. Obviously, she didn't want to accept this sudden order.
"This is not an ordinary wind," I muttered. I muttered to myself. Bernard frowned and looked at the cloudy sky. "What if it's true? At least go and hide for a while. At worst, we can come back later. "
"Someone needs to inform the other town," Tieke said in a rough voice. "The 'Lock' is only seventeen kilometers away from here. If there is really a hurricane, it can't hide from it!"
The situation had undergone a dramatic change from just now. The person who initially asked for help now had to shoulder the responsibility of rescuing people. That 'Sluice Gate' town definitely wouldn't have imagined that a hurricane was about to strike their home. The only one who knew of this news was a settlement of less than two hundred people more than ten kilometers away.
"I wanted to ask before. Don't you have a more convenient way of communication?" Icetis glanced at Old Man Barnard. "This world even has spaceships, but you don't know how to make a phone call?"
"Phone? What's that? " Old Man Barnard was stunned by this term from Earth. Then, he shook his head awkwardly. "If it's a communicator, there used to be one in the town, but it was broken a few days ago. We are just a metal sorting station. No one is willing to waste the effort to build an information node here."
"Well, you can drive an interstellar spaceship, but there is no universal wireless network. Only this strange world is like this." Icetis muttered, then she went back to chatting with her Protoss gang of cops. She didn't have any intention of helping at all.
"If it's only a few minutes, we won't be able to inform them in any case. It's a cliff more than ten kilometers away." Old Man Barnard looked deeply worried. "Are we just going to leave it alone?"
"How can that be!" Tieke immediately shouted, but he didn't continue after shouting this. Icetis and her group of so-called compassionate gods were still chatting on the side as if they didn't hear anything. However, the former sent a message through the spiritual connection, "I'm suddenly curious about what kind of decision they will make in this situation. This will directly affect the rating of their entire race. So, you and Sandora shouldn't take action personally until the last moment."
"Rating?" I furrowed my eyebrows. I seemed to understand why Bryndis didn't have any intention of helping me. This wasn't a God's vile interest in toying with mortals. It seemed like he had a legitimate reason for doing so. "What are you doing?"
"Hasn't this race been removed from the Church of Life?" Icetis smiled. "But now it seems that you definitely won't leave this world alone. So, I'm going to re-register them. However, the procedures are easy to handle. Some formal things still have to go through. Let's use this test as an assessment for the grassroots members of this race. "
I looked at the sky, speechless.
Old Barnard and Tieke were still worried about how to inform Heavy Gate Town. As time passed, even though the surrounding wind was still frighteningly strong and weak, many people felt that the surrounding air was gradually becoming stagnant, perhaps due to a psychological effect.
The townspeople had already returned home, calling the elderly and children to prepare to hide under the cliff near the metal station. They had brought very little food and water, and most of them didn't even bring an extra piece of clothing. Obviously, these people thought that the worst that would happen later was just a gust of wind. They even planned to go home and continue their lives after the wind stopped. This could be judged from the fact that they carefully locked their doors before going out.
It seemed that no one believed that a gust of wind would destroy their metal houses. If it wasn't for the death order from the highly respected mayor, perhaps most people would choose to hide in their homes to avoid the gust of wind. The only thing worth rejoicing about now was that they were all quite obedient.
Looking at such a scene, Sandora frowned but didn't say anything. She only looked at the sky occasionally, estimating the time it would take for the hurricane to travel from the upper atmosphere to the lower atmosphere.
"It would be great if we had a means of transportation." Tieke's loud voice was particularly prominent at this moment. "But we only have a hover car that carries metal waste. We can't rely on that to get to Heavy Gate Town. Plus, there are no lights on the road."
"Wait! I have a means of transportation at home! "
Just when the two adults were at their wits' end, a tender child's voice suddenly interrupted. It was Tieke.
"I have one at home, a high-speed aircraft!" Tieke straightened his body with all his might. His face was filled with pride as though he was about to become a hero. "It's true. It's placed outside my house … Ah, these guests gave it to me!"
Seeing that none of the adults around him paid attention to his words, Tieke pointed in our direction out of desperation.
The aircraft he was talking about was the single-soldier fighter jet assembled by 'Dudu'. Under Tieke's strong request, Sandora and I didn't take back that obviously non-civilian object. But now, it seemed like it was going to take on a great mission.
When the silver-white, streamlined, shuttle-shaped aircraft hovered over the square, the people who were skeptical at first suddenly exclaimed in surprise, especially when the thing crashed down with a loud thud. Obviously, Tieke's skills in piloting this thing weren't up to standard yet. I should suggest him to use autopilot in the future.
That's right, Tieke already knew how to pilot this thing. Despite some bumps, he could still make it perform basic flight control. Don't be surprised, a fourteen-year-old child learning how to operate Schilling's equipment isn't strange at all. This is the trend of technological development. The more advanced something is, the easier and faster it is to use it. All equipment tends to be simplified as technology matures. Drawing a bow and arrow may require several years of training to be able to kill enemies on the battlefield, but it is much easier to learn how to shoot a gun. Among humans, except for Hawking, basically everyone can do it. As the most widely used basic weapon, the single-soldier fighter jet is extremely simple to use. Its AI system can even complete flight control with only vague phrases. That's right, even Hawking can pilot it, let alone a clever child like Tieke.
Of course, being able to pilot it is one thing, but being proficient in it is another. There may be billions of people in the world who can pull the trigger, but more than half of them may fire at their feet … As for understanding the principle and structure of firearms, it would take billions more. Therefore, high-tech things are always divided into two levels. One level is for the user, which becomes simpler with the development of technology. The other level is its real technological content, which is for the experts, which becomes more and more sophisticated. The Shiring Apostles' things go even further in this trend. The polarization is incredible: a fourteen-year-old child can control the take-off and landing of a fighter jet with brain waves, but even if you put all the scientists on earth together, they may not be able to figure out how Pandora's stomach makes the beeping sound …
Bernard glanced back and forth between us and the single-soldier fighter jet several times in disbelief. He looked extremely confused, but no one explained anything to him. Tieke was familiarizing himself with the actual take-off and landing process of the fighter jet (previously, it had only done a virtual scene in the cockpit). This thing wasn't designed with a passenger cabin, so Tieke wanted to complete this task by himself: to warn the people more than ten kilometers away.
"You want a child to do this? I might as well do it! "
Tieke said loudly.
I glanced at him with a smile. "Do you know how to pilot it?"
"You do! Why don't you do it yourself? "
Tieke was obviously a straightforward person. After he said that in a hoarse voice, it made Bernard unhappy. "Tieke, they are our guests."
"I believe that child can do it," the elder sister suddenly said. "He might even be a hero. Also, that thing is very safe. It has an autopilot and hazard avoidance system. Even if Tieke doesn't do anything, he will arrive at his destination safely. "
"Alright, let's not talk about this for now." Bernard watched as Tieke drove the fighter jet out of sight. Then, he glanced at us and said, "We don't have much time. Let's go!"
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