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"A guarantee?" Li Yichen tilted his head and looked at her, jokingly saying, "President Liu, I've recorded that."

Liu Ruyan rolled her eyes: "Go ahead and record it. I'll recognize everything that's engraved on the tombstone."

She tucked the tablet under her arm and gestured with her chin toward the final assembly workshop.

"Come on, let's go see your big guys. They say you can tell by listening to thunder and lightning. What's the point of just listening to reports? The real thing is much more impressive than the data."

Li Yichen was so sleepy he could barely stand, but the sea breeze actually cleared his head a bit. The two got into the base's electric vehicle, and Liu Ruyan stepped on the gas and turned east along the inner ring road.

The January sea breeze, carrying salt particles, blew against his face, making it so cold he could barely open his eyes.

"Don't you install windshields at your base?"

"If you install that, it's no longer an electric vehicle, it's a sightseeing vehicle." Liu Ruyan didn't even turn her head, turning the steering wheel into the side road. "It's just ahead."

Before the words were even finished, their vision opened up.

Three giant white pillars appeared at the end of the road.

It's higher than when I came last time.

The fairing has been installed, and the arc at the top of the rocket body cuts a clean outline in the low-angle winter sunlight. The nozzles at the bottom are arranged in a double-ring structure, with twenty-four metal orifices resembling a ring of tightly clenched teeth.

The electric scooter stopped at the entrance of the final assembly workshop. The two people got off and pushed open the three-meter-wide side door.

The temperature inside the door was several degrees higher than outside, and the air was filled with the smell of flux and anti-rust paint.

Three Lingxiao series lunar launch vehicles stand side by side in the workshop.

One hundred and thirteen meters.

Looking up from the ground, you have to crane your neck so high that your head is pressed against your back to see the top. The truss structure is about three or four meters above the rocket body. The boom of the tower crane slowly sweeps across from the side, carrying a set of testing equipment toward the middle section of the second rocket body.

Li Yichen walked around the rightmost one. He tapped the fairing shell with his fingers, his fingernails making a dull sound as they hit the composite material.

It's empty inside.

The passengers waiting to be loaded onto it are over four hundred Terminators, plus a complete set of lunar base construction equipment.

"One hundred and thirteen meters, eight meters taller than Lingxiao No. 1." Liu Ruyan walked over, flipping through a progress Gantt chart on her tablet. "Twenty-four Aurora engines, twice that of No. 1. Thrust redundancy has reached over thirty percent."

"What about transportation capacity?"

"A single missile weighs 1,500 tons. Three missiles fully loaded would weigh 4,500 tons."

Four thousand five hundred tons.

Li Yichen mentally reviewed the cargo list: Terminator, cold fusion reactor, 3D printer, communication relay, solar backup power supply, crusher, and sealed silo module. It totaled a little over 3,800 tons, with a surplus of 700 tons.

"That's enough." He withdrew his hand. "More than enough."

Liu Ruyan scrolled to the next page of the Gantt chart.

"The three main structures are 100% complete. We are currently working on the final avionics integration and thermal protection layer finishing touches. In another week, we will be ready for fuel loading and launch."

She turned to another page.

"The super fuel stockpile is sufficient to meet the needs of three full loads, with an additional 15 percent redundancy."

"What about the fuel's shelf life?"

"It can be kept sealed at room temperature for eighteen months without any problems."

Li Yichen nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The two came out of the final assembly workshop. Liu Ruyan said she had a meeting to attend, but Li Yichen waved her off.

He walked alone toward the east side of the base.

Precision Laboratory Building.

Facial recognition access control activated, and three airtight doors opened and closed in sequence. The building's lights were blinding, and nine production lines were running at full power, the hum of silver-white robotic arms turning and turning creating a continuous din.

He walked along the visitor pathway.

The 3D printing equipment area—four giant industrial-grade lunar soil printers are housed in a standard cargo hold frame, folded up like four flattened shipping containers. Once deployed on the lunar surface, these iron lumps can directly consume lunar soil and produce buildings.

Communication relay equipment, solar emergency power supplies, ore primary processing crushers, and sealed silo modules—all labeled with numbers, are waiting to be loaded onto trucks.

Further inside is the busiest area of ​​the entire building.

The production line for the lunar-landing Terminator.

Ling'er's data panel was projected above her wrist: 378 units completed, approximately 15 units produced per day.

At this rate, we can produce over a hundred more units before launch.

Li Yichen stood at the end of the production line for several minutes. The silver-white frames moved on the conveyor belt, each one a size thicker than the standard version. The dustproof sealing gaskets at the joints had three layers, and the dual battery slots in the chest cavity resembled two eye sockets side by side.

These guys have to work in the lunar shadow zone where the temperature is minus 180 degrees Celsius; they can't afford to die.

He turned and left the laboratory building, returning to the administrative area.

The door to Liu Ruyan's office was half-open.

He pushed the door open and went in. Liu Ruyan had just hung up the phone. She looked up at him and raised her chin, saying, "I thought you had left."

"There's something I want to discuss."

Li Yichen pulled out a chair and sat down. On the table was a timeline of the lunar landing mission, with dense nodes and colored blocks filling the A3 sheet of paper.

Original launch date: 2:17 PM on Lunar New Year's Eve.

Liu Ruyan noticed him staring at the date and spoke first: "President Li, based on the current progress, we can complete the launch one or two days before New Year's Eve."

Li Yichen looked up.

"I've calculated it." Liu Ruyan pointed to several key nodes on the Gantt chart. "The avionics integration test will end the day after tomorrow, the thermal protection layer will be finished in two more days, plus 24 hours for fuel filling—the timing is exactly two days before New Year's Eve."

Two days in advance.

The advantage is clear: in case anything goes wrong, there's a two-day buffer period to handle any emergencies, preventing the trouble from dragging on until New Year's Eve.

"Have you checked the window conditions for the afternoon of the 28th?"

Liu Ruyan brought up Ling'er's orbit calculation panel and projected it onto the desktop. The data was listed one by one: the illumination angle of the landing area of ​​the lunar south pole target, the duration of the Earth-Moon communication window, and the thermal environment of the landing site—all within the optimal range.

The conditions were almost exactly the same as on New Year's Eve.

"It's settled." Li Yichen stood up. "It'll be the 28th of the lunar year, at 2:17 PM."

Liu Ruyan took out a red pen and circled the new date on the timetable, her hand steady as she put the pen down.

"On launch day, all non-essential personnel will be cleared, and the base will be placed under the highest level of secrecy." Li Yichen put his hands back in his pockets. "This matter is known only to you, me, Ling'er, and the core launch team. Not a single word will be released to the outside world."

"I personally selected the launch team and had them sign confidentiality agreements."

"What should the number of people be?"

"The most streamlined staffing is twelve people." Liu Ruyan closed her tablet. "That's enough."

Li Yichen nodded and said nothing more. He turned and walked towards the door, but turned back halfway.

"Oh, right, Ruyan."

"Um?"

"Well done."

Liu Ruyan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's right, it's because you gave me so much."

Li Yichen chuckled and pushed the door open to go out.

My phone vibrated when I got to the parking lot.

Ji Yanran.

connected.

"Boss, when are you coming back to the company? You need to approve the holiday plan for the Spring Festival. HR has been urging me three times already." Her tone was clearly impatient—not towards him, but towards those nagging HR guys.

Li Yichen glanced at the time. 4:20.

"We'll be there in half an hour."

"Okay, then I'll tell them to wait." He paused, then asked, "Have you eaten today?"

"……have eaten."

"I can tell from your tone that you haven't eaten. I'll order you two takeout meals when we get back, and we can sign some documents while we're at it."

"President Ji, you're so busy with work, how can you still take care of my meals?"

"My job is to make sure you don't faint from hunger while driving and cause an accident. The company can't do without you."

*Click*, the call ended.

Li Yichen put his phone back in his pocket.

The only vehicle left in the parking lot was the enclosed van he had arrived in. He paused for two seconds—looking up, he saw the U8 still parked in the company's underground garage.

Alright, let's drive the truck back.

He opened the driver's side door and climbed in; the seat was so high it felt like sitting on a truck. He turned the key, the engine roared twice, a muffled sound echoing through the empty parking lot, before driving away from Future Aerospace Group.