Lan Mu stayed in Beijing for another four days. These four days, he was immersed in the communication technology research and development center, working hard on new communication and detection methods.
As early as the evening of the landing, his mandatory period ended. However, he still chose to stay and continue to research, trying to find the "tangram" that was still missing from the spacecraft.
The entire staff of the Return to Heaven project was full of passion and energy. Whether it was the relevant personnel in Beijing or the province, the burst of power after being mobilized was amazing.
After seeing the sincerity of China's efforts, Lan Mu couldn't help but be amazed by China's ambition and courage.
It was as if they couldn't wait to step into the interstellar era. In four days, the relevant departments had completely absorbed the technology he gave, and the construction site had begun. The construction area had a preliminary prototype.
For the past four days, there had been people coming to him with all kinds of questions, which had almost squeezed all the dry goods out of his stomach.
He originally wanted to leave, but he stayed for four more days. If he didn't say that he wanted to try to solve the communication problem, those crazy researchers wouldn't be able to stop them.
"No … I don't have a clue at all."
Lan Mu could greatly improve the communication technology based on the existing foundation, but it was too difficult for him to create a new one out of thin air.
No matter how powerful his brain was, he was still a human. He wasn't a novelist, so what was the point of having a imagination?
"Sorry, I'm not a professional scientific researcher. I don't even understand the communication technology used by our civilization," Lan Mu said.
The relevant scientists nodded to express their understanding. Aliens were not omnipotent. It was just like a Chinese who had transmigrated to ancient times. At most, they could make glass and cement. At most, they could generate electricity. How many transmigrated people could create the Internet?
"Blue Star, you've done your best. In fact, the communication technology you've improved for us is enough for us to use for a hundred years without being obsolete. My colleagues and I are sincerely grateful to you … However, the backwardness in this aspect is likely to cause your journey home to become extremely dangerous. We don't know how to help you."
For China, their current technology was more than enough. Because the main development site of mankind was definitely on Mars, and with their current technology, going to Mars wasn't a problem at all. The improved communication technology and detection capabilities were more than enough to deal with a Mars mission.
Therefore, the Chinese scientists began to worry about Lan Mu. After all, Lan Mu was going to 'go home', a place that was so far away that he would have to go through a long journey. The dangers he would encounter along the way would be unimaginable. With such a long-distance spaceship that was not even up to standard, no matter how they looked at it, it felt like he was courting death.
Lan Mu blinked. He wasn't really flying to a distant galaxy. With the current speed of spaceship technology, it would take three thousand years to reach the nearest Alpha Centauri. If he used the gravitational slingshot effect to accelerate, it would take about two thousand years. This was only four light-years away from the Neighbor Star. What if it was further away? It would take 20,000 years to fly to the Amway civilization!
Although he explained to the scientists that he had frozen himself into hibernation to slow down the loss of life, this was definitely a lie.
This kind of spaceship was not of much use to him, and the time he spent in hibernation was enough for him to transform countless times.
The purpose of building a spaceship was to give away the technology, and the other purpose was to get a long-distance spaceship for the Lan Baishe.
However, Lan Mu's lies were obviously thorough enough. The benefits that China had obtained were already perfect, but at this moment, they were still worried about whether he could go home.
"Don't worry about me. Don't forget that I have a personal communication system in my body. Its level of technology is far beyond yours. It's the one that's affecting your satellites. At worst, it's the same as relying on it to detect."
The scientist said, "Why don't we take it out and try to reverse engineer it? Maybe we can crack it. "
Lan Mu was speechless. He didn't have that thing at all. What he had just mentioned was actually his data manipulation ability. How could he take it out?
"No, not to mention that we might not be able to figure it out in a few hundred years, even if we can crack it, I can't take it out. It's already integrated with my body, so I have to wake up from hibernation from time to time to adjust the safe and reliable route according to the situation. "
"Is that so … Then won't you waste a lot of your lifespan …" the scientist said. If he had to wake up from hibernation frequently to adjust the route, the lifespan of his body would decrease during the long interstellar journey if he didn't hibernate.
Lan Mu shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.
…
Under the thoughtful expressions of the scientists, Lan Mu said goodbye to them and returned to the residence of the space agency.
Four days ago, when he chose to transform, he first chose the white seven days. However, in order to become stronger, he decisively chose again.
In fact, he had taken a fancy to a few creatures in the game. If he could transform, he would be more confident in dealing with the Zerg.
The result was, of course, very regrettable. He chose the yellow transformation consecutively, one for six days, two for seven days.
"Yellow seven days … It's definitely not an existence like the doomsday or the Void Mask … I'm very curious. Can the Void Transformation allow me to travel between different worlds?"
In the setting of the transformation in the game, there were many monsters that could be transmigrated. If he really succeeded, he could learn the real Arcane Arts.
He was alone in the residence, and there were many agents secretly protecting him in the courtyard.
Now, he was one of the most important people in China. In the eyes of China, he was an alien with all kinds of high-tech. No matter how much attention they paid to him, it was not enough.
However, Lan Mu had already disassembled the technology in the escape pod and provided it to the various departments. All that was left were some materials. He had given everything he needed. In fact, there was no need for him to continue to stay here.
Almost every once in a while, there would be groups of scientists coming to ask for advice. With his rich knowledge, he could basically handle it.
This time, after talking about a few technical problems, he decided to say goodbye. Although he was very comfortable here, there were too many things to do. He couldn't stay here forever. If he left without saying goodbye, the people in China would go crazy. Also, he had to come back soon, so it was necessary to explain his intentions.
"Your Excellency, about controllable nuclear fusion …"
An academician was very serious and wanted to continue asking, but Lan Mu suddenly interrupted him.
"Sorry, I have to leave for a while."
When these words came out, everyone was shocked. Right now, he was basically China's most important foreign guest, the most important person!
The entire spacecraft project couldn't be done without him. His existence alone was the absolute core of the project. China definitely didn't want him to leave. An alien who couldn't even go home, where was he going to go? To another country?
An old academician stood up excitedly and said, "May I ask what you're not satisfied with? Our sincerity … "
"I know you're sincere, but I'm not going to another country. Maybe … I'll tour around here," Lan Mu said.
"Oh … If you want to tour around, we can send the best tour guide to accompany you and introduce you to our country in detail …" The old academician smiled.
Lan Mu shook his head and said, "The spacecraft project doesn't need me for the time being. I can take care of some private matters. Staying here makes me feel like a prison."
"Private matters? What privacy do you have on Earth? "Everyone was confused.
"Can't I have privacy on Earth? Can't I be alone for a few days every month? "Lan Mu said straightforwardly.
"Uh …" Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Their interstellar friend didn't know what kind of society he used to live in. He felt like he was in a prison and wanted to go out alone. What were the Chinese authorities going to do about this? No one had the right to restrict his freedom, but to let an alien wander around outside?
The scientists couldn't make the decision. In the end, Lan Mu asked them to report to their superiors.
After sending off the embarrassed scientists, Lan Mu silently looked at the agents guarding outside the door. He then transformed into a treasure-hunting mouse and snuck away.
He was only going to say hello. This was a notice, not an application. Regardless of whether China agreed or not, he had to leave.
The agents outside didn't notice. Because of the orders from above, no one had the right to use equipment to monitor the situation in the room.
This was because the alien had the technology to deceive all signal detection. Rather than provoking the alien by pointlessly monitoring them, it was better not to embarrass themselves in terms of technology.
Lan Mu left without anyone noticing. He was just a little mouse. No one paid any attention to him.
Above the vast ocean, the wind howled as the angel flew without any hindrance.
He didn't openly release his holy light. Instead, his snow-white wings drew beautiful streaks of light in the air.
Suddenly, he felt a suction force below him. A familiar circle of light appeared below him, this time hovering in the air.
Lan Mu struggled to break free, then scowled as he looked at the countless patterns on the circle of light.
"It's this thing again! Just like last time! "
A Demon Slaying Sword manifested out of thin air and stabbed into the circle of light. Just like last time, the circle of light and the Demon Slaying Sword both shattered into glittering fragments of light and slowly disappeared.
"Did that sand sculpture revive again?"
The last time Lan Mu encountered this situation was when he destroyed the sand sculpture anomaly.
Although the sand sculpture was broken into pieces by his Demon Slaying Sword, it might revive at some point.
"Let's hurry back to Shadow Island and take a look"
If the sand sculpture recovered, its ability to turn the environment into sand would turn the Shadow Island into a desert island, which would be troublesome.
…
Lan Mu continued to speed up, unaware of what was happening on the moon.
Themis' image appeared in a certain living quarters on the moon, asking with concern: "How is 0010?"
"03, 0010 is in more and more pain, let's … let's kill him … ugh …" a man who looked to be in his 30s spoke while sobbing.
Next to him, a burly man in his 50s with curly hair and bronze skin appeared to be very healthy, but his muscles were stretched taut as he crouched on the ground. Both his hands were clenched so tightly that his left hand was bleeding, while his right hand seemed to be a prosthetic. He was enduring extreme pain as he let out an unimaginable howl.
Themis stayed silent for a bit, then spoke: "0010, if you choose death, keep your hands clenched …"
As soon as she said that, the burly man abruptly opened his hands, his fingers digging into the alloy floor as his veins bulged.
The man in his 30s knelt on the ground, trying to pry off 0010's fingers, but 0010 kept his hands open.
"Enough … don't be so stubborn!" the man shouted, then turned to Themis: "Let's kill him! Release him! He has been guarding the moon palace for 40 years. "
Themis whispered: "Erawen, it's not that I don't want him to be released, but if he doesn't want to, why should we take his life?"
"Damn it! Sh * t! Sh * t! Sh * t! Is 0010 going to be like this forever? That's a pain that ordinary people can't even endure for a minute, but he endured it for 40 years! "the man called Erawen said in frustration.
Perhaps Themis felt that 0010 had endured it for too long, so she asked again: "0010, do you choose death?"
Erawen shouted from the side: "I beg you, don't endure it, go die! Go die! Go die! "Although he was shouting to die, he was actually crying.
"Bang!" 0010 was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he punched Erawen in the stomach, as if warning him: Don't tell me to die!
Erawen pointed at his fist and shouted: "He agreed! He agreed! "
Before he finished, 0010 opened his fist again with a trembling hand.
Erawen was silent for a moment, this guy was too stubborn, his will was as firm as a diamond.
"Beep Beep Beep …"
An alarm sounded, the room broadcast said: "An unknown number of insects have crossed the yellow alert zone of area A48 …"
Erawen hurriedly stood up and shouted: "I'll go now!"
At this moment Themis suddenly said: "Listen, Erawen, let five to ten insects cross the defense line."
Erawen was shocked: "Are you going to destroy the world?"
"Of course not, with this amount, I have absolute confidence to control the landing point of the insects at the south pole. I'm asking you to do this because we really can't hold on any longer, we need to drag a new force into the water, give it a try. "
With that, Themis' image disappeared.
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PS: Hello everyone, I'm Luo Yan! Cang Yue has safely arrived in Thailand, please rest assured! In the next five days, I'll be the one to publish new chapters on behalf of Cang Yue, there won't be any delays, and of course, there won't be an outbreak ~ Finally, I hope Cang Yue won't be missing anything when she comes back (laugh)
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