Chapter 129 Return
“Could it be a certain fifth-order transcendent who has reached the god-level?”

"maybe."

Leonid smiled weakly and said:

"That old guy Mellen has reached the brink of the fifth level.

But if we really want to talk about the fifth level.

I have only seen three.

1. The first frontier of Siberia - anglers on the perpetual glacier.

2. Stairway to God - Guardian of the Tower of Babel ruins:
Nebuchadnezzar II, King of Babylon.

3. Dean of All Souls College: Edmund McPherson

And any one of them is probably different from what I saw in my unconscious state."

Five years after the origin, the psychic tide has not yet risen to the third level.

Fifth-order transcendents are indeed very rare.

this problem.

perhaps.

It will become an unsolvable puzzle.

After all, they could never have imagined that there would be no fourth-level transcendent involved.

Su Wen only relied on a small team of extraordinary people who were cobbled together and the blessing of God.

An epic has been completed that will be recorded as a milestone in human civilization.

of course.

At this time, they had already started having dinner in the sky restaurant on the top floor of the office building.

"Mr. Kevin, you are amazing."

Noah said proudly,

“If you hadn’t suggested it, I would never have thought of it.

In the heavily guarded St. Basil's Cathedral.

They can also get away with it by disguising themselves as cultists.

Of course, you probably don’t know how stupid the cultist’s mask design is.

If I hadn’t been smart enough to put on an oxygen mask, I would have suffocated to death.”

Danas thought of the scene when Noah put on the mask.

Compared to the weird and disgusting cultists.

Probably even dumber.

She held her forehead and said speechlessly:

"In fact, I rejected this plan at first."

Hear her answer.

Angelica looked at Danas with great sympathy.

She also thought the mask with the holes in it was stupid and ugly.

Hear this.

Su Wen smiled.

He raised the glass in his hand and said gently:
“The successful execution of this plan is the result of the joint efforts of everyone.

Believe.

In the near future.
We will be able to meet again at the Heinsbrot Space Station in low Earth orbit.

By then, perhaps everyone here will feel proud and honored.”

Several people clinked glasses.

Simultaneously.

Just as Mr. Foster was about to enjoy his feast.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of the hacker on the other side whose hand speed had turned into a shadow:

"Well, you fat guy, you're too fast."

of course.

Simpson didn't have time to answer.

His mouth was already filled with all kinds of high-quality ingredients.

When tasting my first Australian lobster.

The fat man suddenly felt that compared to the Aurora Organization, Duke Christopher seemed to be richer in the city of Moscow.

He decided to find more thighs to hug in the future.

at the same time.

Live broadcast of the re-orbit from the Heinsbrot space station.

The live broadcast has switched from the ultra-long-distance observation perspective to the data feedback perspective of the space station.

far away.

Accompanied by three-dimensional light spots formed by countless stars.

The ice-blue mist-like gaseous nebulae beside the space station quietly disappeared.

Only a dreamy glimmer is left, spreading and melting on the window.

The landing was successful at the predetermined orbital position.

The huge space station mechanical structure has begun to operate.

Accompanied by the one-to-one connection of the airtight valve nodes.

The space station painted with the blue and white national flag completely unfolded its solar panels that were an interweaving of bright blue and silver-white.

The Heinsbrot space station has completed its final stretch.

at the same time.

Inside the Plesetsk Cosmodrome.

Brent, chief engineer of the Star Cluster Orbiting Project, is observing the most critical part of the space station:
The core of Heinsbrot space:
[Relics of the Gods - 'Fragments' of Mount Heaven]

In the monitoring screen, in the projection constructed by dark blue lines.

The pale golden model was constantly rotating.

at the same time.

Data analysis continues to emerge:

[The fragment of Mount Heaven, currently the spatial stability is good. ]

[Successfully connected to the source material 'stellar radiation']

[The primary light energy has been converted into quantum information state input]

[Stable energy supply line]

[The Klein bottle data model has the correct landing point]

[The star cluster gravity inflection point has been successfully built, and the current ejection distance is the star system: the outer space of the solar system]

See here.

Even though they knew there wasn't much suspense left, the engineers and scientific researchers still applauded each other to celebrate.

Simultaneously.

Brent also said calmly:
"Remember to use the fragments of Mount Heaven to activate the repulsion field, and don't let the space station be hit by those junk asteroids in Musk's 'Starlink Project'.

and also.

After all the data is correct, the Eden system is started.

Next.

We are at this Siberian launch base, and we are going to send a group of scientists and engineers who will go down in history to build a star fortress in outer space.”

Speaking of it.

He also humorously said to one or two scientists in the distance:

“Haley Falski and Lelian, I remember you two told me before that you wanted to sign up for the Star Fortress Program.

Don't forget to lose your belly fat.

This kind of physical fitness cannot pass the astronaut test."

at the same time.

His assistant walked in through the gate and handed Brent two bottles of vodka with birch leaves printed on them.

"Chief Engineer Brent, the Birch forest brand you requested."

“Don’t drink here.”

He said gently.

then.

The chief engineer stood up from his stool:
"Everyone, at this rare moment, let's go to the restaurant on the second floor to celebrate."

Right now.

Main monitoring screen.

A red communication request was dialed:
[Communication request from Saint Basil, do you want to answer it?]

Brent anticipated what he was about to see.

He calmly placed the two bottles of vodka next to the can of rubbing alcohol he had just finished.

then.

The on button was pressed.

moment.

An old professor with a kind smile appeared on one side of the surveillance screen.

It was Dr. Leonid.

He smiled weakly and asked:

"Brent, how does it feel to be able to watch the space station launch and orbit firsthand?"

Hearing him say this,

Brent placed his right hand over his chest in salute, then replied calmly:
"teacher.

I guess this is a video you recorded in advance.

Of course, whether or not you can hear my next answer.

I will commit to carry on your will.

Open up more distant galaxies for civilization."

"Hey, boy, I'm not dead yet."

Leonid was really at a loss for words about his old-fashioned student.

“I still remember when you were my master’s student.

I'll give you three weeks to analyze the gravitational mechanics of the planetary orbital field.

As a result, you wrote me a piece directly predicting the possibility of a megastructure ring world.

At that time, I felt that compared to pure theoretical research, you, a genius in engineering, were simply here to sabotage it.

just now.

Please analyze it.

Is it possible for me to include this part in my farewell video? "

The old professor said this kindly and humorously.

Hear about this dark history.

Brent was not embarrassed.

He just rubbed the corners of his eyes slightly, then raised his right hand and said solemnly:

"Professor Leonid Ivan Ivanovich.

All members of the Plesetsk Cosmodrome in Siberia.

Welcome back! "

(End of this chapter)

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