I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 117 Sentinels of the Stars

Since the Klein bottle is a non-orientable two-dimensional compact manifold.

A sphere or tire surface is an orientable two-dimensional compact manifold.

in other words.

Certain points on the bottleneck of outer space of the Earth and certain points on the corresponding wall of the space bottle of St. Basil's Cathedral in Moscow occupy the same position in three-dimensional space.

If you want to temporarily shield yourself from the effects of the 'Heaven Mountain' debris.

The moment of launch of the space station.

They have to create a positional vacuum.

And the "gods" that exist in higher dimensions.

It became the best test product.

and so.

In other words.

'Pilgrimage Day' appears to be the largest prayer event in Northern Siberia in the five years since its origin.

but.

Actually.

This is known in human civilization.

The greatest 'blasphemy' against God!"

Hear this.

Even the carefree Noah was a little scared.

he asked:
“This is the second part.

That last part.

What is the fifth-tier potion 'God Gene' used for?"

Hear this.

Su Wen clicked on the discussion about the God gene adaptation position in the Tromso simulation.

. . .

[7324th Experiment Record]

[When the subject was injected with a trace amount of the reaction source, he showed abnormal symptoms such as "worship", "mumbling" and "praying" to the highest-level relics]

[The experiment failed and the subject suffered mental damage.]

However, there is a significant improvement in the efficiency of psychic adaptation in "Sublimation Spectrum: Sacrifice"]

. . .

“Did you see this description?
This is the most core part, in order to create a perfect vacuum when the projection of the god appears, to ensure the launch of the space station and to prevent it from being torn apart before merging into orbit.

They need 'sacrifice'.

It is true that the God Gene, as a fifth-level compound, can enable humans to break through the ladder of life.

But even if it is the gospel 'true god'

The moment the will of the higher dimension descends, it will push human's ability to understand to the limit.

until.

Squeeze collapse.

Forcing knowledge that is beyond human understanding.

in other words.

This is another form of 'abyssal pollution'"

obviously.

Director Mellen knew about this.

He ultimately chose not to stop.

But three God genes were taken away from the K20 train and no one knows who they were given to.

Su Wen still remembers the figure of 'Old Mr. Leonid' on the top floor of the Russian National Library in St. Petersburg-Moscow.

The retired old man who seems leisurely and honest and would be happy with a piece of toast.

Does he know it or not?

How low is the success rate of your own plan.

I don’t understand either.

If you were to be the test subject, what would be the probability of death?

Apart from him, Su Wen is currently unaware of the other 'God Gene' subjects.

But he understands.

The consequences of death.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

Danas went upstairs to the wine cabinet and got a bottle of Foster's French Bordeaux wine.

She has money.

I don't care about the expense.

But if I don’t numb myself with alcohol now.

The white lady found it hard to imagine whether she would ever be able to catch her breath.

"I will pay the money."

“This is my treasured wine.”

Although Mr. Foster is the bar owner, he doesn't sell all kinds of alcohol.

“I’ll return you a bottle of 1907 Piper-Heidsieck Champagne.

of course.

If you don’t want to, 82 Bordeaux Lafite will do.”

Foster knows his stuff.

He nodded quickly:
"I'd rather have Champagne Piper-Heidsieck. The 82 Lafite has been getting a lot of flak on Twitter lately."

Two hours later.

They reviewed the entire plan.

Foster poured himself a glass of wine.

He smiled bitterly and said:

“I admit that I was searching for the key to Atlantis when the crust of Iceland was turning.

Compared to this group of pioneers who gambled with gods and civilization.

It's as childish as a child building a castle on the beach of the North Atlantic.

What else can we do? "

Su Wen thought about it calmly.

then.

He pointed to the data Simpson was filtering:

"This note, 'Heinsbrot Space Station', records the fluctuations in the space field that carries the authority of part of the 'Paradise Mountain Fragment'.
We can input data into it.

We will first perform calculations through the supercomputing center tonight.

If you believe me.

I have a plan that may work in due time."

Su Wen replied calmly.

He now controls the sacrificial methods of the other gods.

Possessing the token of R'lyeh, Lord of the Deep Sea.

He also has the design drawings of the Heinsbrot space station.

【Through modular assembly】

Next with [Star Copy].

Su Wen.

This lonely observer of time.

It’s time to create a milestone in civilization with our own hands.

Two hours later.

Late at night.

Time has quietly passed the early morning.

There is still one day left of the pilgrimage.

The data will only be available in the morning.

Angelica, who is only a sophomore, strives to participate in this academician project.

Even for an extraordinary person, it was too tiring for her to keep calculating and trying to understand the beyond-standard knowledge.

She was already feeling a little sleepy.

and so.

Su Wen borrowed one of Mr. Foster's motorcycles and prepared to take her back to the house first.

after all.

The preparations are now roughly complete.

Outside.

Moscow has completely fallen asleep in the night sky.

The once noisy lights have gone out.

Let the light and shallow night finally spread flat on the sky.

It was a light layer of dark blue background, against which stood the clear and distant early winter star triangle in the north.

Angelica yawned slightly.

But he still whispered to Su Wen:

"Mr. Rhine, I have experienced a lot during this period of time. It is something I could never have imagined before."

"Are you tired?"

The girl shook her head slightly.

then.

Perhaps because of the wine she had drunk, she asked a question that had been weighing on her mind:

"I hope I didn't disappoint you."

Hear this.

Su Wen replied gently.

"From the moment you signed the Dawn Council contract, the answer to this question could no longer be denied."

"Then I want to get off the bus and rest for a while by the Moscow River."

Su Wen stopped the car.

The two sat on the grass by the river.

Su Wen pointed to the stars in the sky and said to her:
"That's Sirius in the Winter Triangle."

In the sleeping night of Moscow.

Except the stars.

Everything is so quiet.

Angelica thought of her mother.

She once sat at the window of her room, looking down at the Moscow River reflecting the deep blue sky.

Above us are the same stars as at night.

But the girl never thought about it.

One day she will be able to touch with her own hands the milestone of mankind's journey towards the sky.

Angelica just said softly:

"Mr. Rhine, do you know?
Same with Mr. Frank.

My mother is also an astronomer.

She also told me stories about the Winter Triangle, Sirius, and Fomalhaut.

I think.

If only she could see the plan, too.

Maybe he will be very happy. "

Hear this.

Su Wen silently put his coat on the girl next to him.

Then he looked at the starry sky and replied calmly:

"Sirius was very important to the ancient Polynesians because they relied on the sky to navigate between the many small islands and atolls in the Pacific.

When the bright stars were located a little above the horizon, these stars were used by sailors as astronomical compasses to find designated locations.

These stars can also be used as latitude markers, and the deviation of Sirius corresponds to the island of Fiji.

Therefore, it passes directly over the island of Fiji every night.

So in the descriptions of the ancient Polynesians, it was also called - 'Sentinel'.

As Habbington wrote, the stars are the twinkling sentinels of the sky, the golden fruits that grow on the world tree but cannot be plucked.

You will see.

Your mother will see it too.

at this point.

Looking at the stars.

We can see lights coming from ten million, fifty million, or even a hundred million years ago.

The stars will remember everything.

No matter now.

past.