Will the kemonomimi encounter Alien Ranch Story?

The structure was very safe; there were no sea creatures, no monsters, no defense mechanisms—it was like a completely dead tomb. We walked all the way to the so-called cockpit.

This is a very spacious area. If you really look at the cabin structure, it does resemble a cockpit. The front is hemispherical, and the metal frame divides the smooth spherical front into five areas. Directly in front is a smooth, circular protrusion.

A double-layered platform, shaped like a convex shape, extends from the entrance into this spherical space. The lower part consists of dense pipes and numerous stone-like structures. In general, if one had to compare them, they are indeed exactly the same as the cockpit, and there is even a celestial globe-like object in the middle.

However, as Kal'tsit once said, who knows what this is for? It could be anything from a social dome to a toilet or bathroom. Unless it's broken down, and the other party's remains or instructions are not found, we can't confirm what the answer is.

Can I move these things?

"Whatever," Agor had already touched it more than once, so Kal'tsit crossed her arms and let Blaze search everywhere for possible hidden doors or something.

This structural material can block the nerve impulse signals of rosemary, so it can only be searched using the old methods.

"The Agorians have searched countless times, and they probably won't find anything. You can do whatever you want... um?"

It's unclear what Huang encountered, but the central spherical structure suddenly floated up, and the opaque, stone-like structure lit up from the inside out, quickly illuminating the entire cabin with white light.

The sphere has become a translucent ball of light. Three thin green lines perpendicular to each other form a coordinate system, dividing it into eight parts. Numerous symbols of different colors float and collide in these eight areas, as if they were some kind of markings.

Where did you move?

"Uh, should I unplug it and plug it back in?" Huang scratched her head. She noticed a lot of cables below, so she used the quick fix for unresponsive devices that Lao Xia had taught her to kick it, then unplugged all the cables. She wiped the connectors with her clothes, getting her hands covered in mysterious debris and slime, then plugged it back in the same way, kicked it again, and the thing lit up.

Indeed, normal scientific researchers would never dare to do such a thing to an obviously alien device. The last one to attempt hot-plugging turned into light on the seabed, annihilated and evaporated until not even a single atom remained. To dare to do such a thing again truly requires more than just wisdom and courage.

Kal'tsit believed that the Agorians must have already confirmed the safety, and that normal demolition should not cause serious consequences. However, the way Hoshiguma handled the situation was really not something that the Agorians could have imagined.

"Is it possible that this construct was actually intact all along, but Agor didn't press the switch and didn't dare to kick it hard?" W organized his thoughts and said.

Logically, it makes perfect sense. It's normal for a spaceship or something that has been idle for tens of thousands of years to run out of energy. Of course, if the energy really hasn't run out, it's also normal for the switch to be stuck due to carbon buildup or poor contact, requiring a 45-degree angle repair method.

However, combining two normal methods is something that researchers really can't think of, or rather, even if they could, they wouldn't dare. People dare to use heat shields and bombs on doors, but who would dare to kick such obviously delicate equipment?

It's like if a fusion reactor has a minor problem, the engineer certainly wouldn't want to kick it. Even if some crazy scientist suggested that possibility, the engineer would only dare to disassemble it completely, check each part one by one, and only replace parts and clean the connectors if it's misaligned or has poor contact, instead of just wiping it with a rag and kicking it if it's not fixed.

After all, if it really explodes, wouldn't it be these engineers who get killed? Those theoretical fanatics dare to dream of enlightenment, but they don't have that kind of courage. Besides, this has nothing to do with the Dao; it's pure suicide.

"So, who recognizes this script?"

"I don't recognize it. There's no translation entry for it. At least, Lao Xia's built-in translation system couldn't find the other party's morphemes. Either this isn't normal language or text, but some kind of operator, or it's not simple text, but compressed code. Without a corresponding decoding dictionary, it's impossible to analyze meaningful words and phrases."

"Huang, process the other equipment the same way as before."

This place looks like some kind of central control area, so there shouldn't be anything explosive placed here. However, Kal'tsit can't guarantee that. The reason she allowed Blaze to take action is probably because everyone is trapped in the 3500-meter abyss. No matter what they do, they're doomed. They might as well let loose and have some fun.

"Okay!" Huang pulled out her maintenance toolkit and, amidst Kal'tsit's twitching expression, began her delightful performance of "Teacher Huang's Quick Alien Mechanical Repair Classroom".

If you can't open it, use a screwdriver to pry it open. If you can't pry it open, use a chainsaw to pry it open. If you find that it might be a broken cable, just wrap it with tape and put it back together. As for whether it's the same cable or not, who knows?

There were all sorts of things that happened, like kicking things up and then pulling out a blower to start blowing dust out of the gaps. Of course, this was accompanied by a lot of electrical sparks and the sound of explosions that might actually have caused damage.

However, something strange happened. She actually turned on several devices, and even the large screen lit up under this rough repair method, proving that this was the cockpit.

The entire hemispherical cabin was lit up, projecting the external environment.

"Boss Xia's quick starship repair method really works!" Huang wiped the engine oil off his face.

"..."

"..." Kal'tsit and W both stared in disbelief. "It can only be said that the style of interstellar civilizations is indeed beyond our comprehension in many ways." Kal'tsit regained her composure and rubbed her temples.

“Actually, what Boss Xia said is right,” Huang scratched his head. “He said that if you remove the halo of interstellar civilization, the ultimate goal of any non-laboratory product is to be used by users. Unless it is a major failure that really requires returning to the factory, the troubleshooting of ordinary minor failures and problems will not be designed to be too complicated. After all, you can’t expect your users to be college graduates.”

“I think he’s right. It’s like my bombs have always been safe because you can’t be sure your mercenary partner isn’t a monkey. Even a monkey could learn how to safely plant a bomb. So, if I have to let them plant bombs, I have to make sure they’re intelligent enough to understand how to handle problems.”

W deeply understands this; if she were working with the Reunion Movement members in another timeline, she might feel it even more deeply.

"Actually, there's no need to make it so complicated. If this method can't fix the problem, then, in Boss Xia's words, it has to be taken to the factory for repairs. His analogy for attempting repairs is something like..."

"Primitive people shouldn't even dream of repairing nanochips with stone tools. If they really break down to the point of needing to be sent back to the factory, there's no difference between calling a primitive person and a gorilla to fix them. A gorilla might be able to use brute force to break off some parts, thus solving the problem in some way, but primitive people would just imagine eight hundred gods bowing down to the patterns on the outside."

"Okay, the rest of the repair process is up to you. I hope your hammering repair method works."

“It doesn’t need to work all the time, as long as it works now. But my question is, what powers this thing? And how do you operate it?” W realized he couldn’t understand how it worked at all.

Then Kal'tsit calmly reached out and grasped the stone sphere. "It's obvious that if this structure isn't some kind of laboratory product or some kind of high-difficulty military or precision industrial production machine, then..." Kal'tsit's words were drowned out by the deafening roar, "...it must be a foolproof operation, and the more advanced the technology, the more foolproof it is!"

As she grasped the sphere and began to spin it, the rocks began to crack, gradually revealing more of the structure buried beneath. Dense bubbles erupted from the cracks, and then Kal'tsit felt the force returning to her hand.

"It has to be said that it's a good thing that someone from an interstellar civilization has told us that they are not gods, nor are they angels with halos; they also have idiots and machine-idiots."

Because you wouldn't imagine how incredibly high-tech this thing is, and thus conjure up eight hundred intricate procedures for each operation. However, it might actually be the kind of thing that only requires two buttons to start.

Just like Lao Xia complained about the control system of civilian warp engines, it's hard to say whether the entire front-end system is even 10Mb, because it really only has two buttons and one lever: power on, power off, and warp intensity control.

As for frequency hopping, anti-interference, precision navigation, end control, and gravity control, product managers and human-computer interaction engineers have already solved those problems for you in the workshop, even at the cost of going bald.

If you don't plan to build a warp drive, nor do you actually plan to repair or install it, and you don't plan to do any military tactical operations, and you're just a driver... well, there are really only two keys you need to remember.

Theoretically speaking, even if you really want to perform a normal flight, you only need to train in flight safety rules and other aspects. As for the warp drive, you just need to glance at the initial velocity to make sure it meets the requirements, press the button, and decide whether to maximize the power output as needed. The computer will handle the rest for you, including when and how far to exit warp mode at the end of the warp.

However, it would be a nightmare for a civilization that wanted to reverse the process, because its entire engineering implementation process is hidden under the table, and you don't even know what its gravitational field spacetime manifold structure looks like.

However, Kal'tsit had no intention of reversing this idea; she simply hoped it would be as Old Xia had said: most of the creations of civilization serve the most foolish individuals within the civilization, and most technological inventions and optimizations are created for the most idiotic and imaginative lazy bunch in the group.

So, as long as you don't intend to delve into how this thing flies, how it exceeds the speed of light, or even care whether you'll crash and die somewhere—you can start even the most advanced Star Alliance spaceship in 15 minutes.

As for whether you'll crash as soon as you step out the door, or even be unable to understand flight path planning and get cursed at by experienced drivers in the neighborhood with all sorts of elegant language, that's another matter entirely.

Um, to add to that, warships are definitely out of the question. Military equipment is generally specialized equipment, and for stability and tactical precision, there are a lot of redundancies and safety designs, making warships much more difficult to manufacture. It's like flying a civilian airliner; you're not afraid of crashing and can fly on autopilot, but with a fighter jet, you might not even be able to take off.

Clearly, Kal'tsit made the right bet, and Old Xia was right. Don't imagine spaceships to be too high-tech. As long as the other civilization is a real interstellar empire, then spaceships are not much different from family cars to them. They don't require too much professional knowledge to fly.

However, his statement is also biased, because if you encounter the Terran ancestors, who are at the same level, although they also have a large number of spaceships and rockets, those are truly high-tech products, and Kal'tsit's approach would definitely not succeed.

Regardless, this thing has indeed been activated. Although Kal'tsit can only control its simple movement through this ball at present, it means that floating on the sea surface is possible. As for whether it can fly... let the experts worry about that.

[PS]

How to drive? Without considering hitting or killing others or yourself—slow down and brake, accelerate and throttle, and turn the steering wheel in the direction you want to go. As long as there is enough space, you can learn to drive in less than a minute.

Completing a parallel parking maneuver or reversing into a parking space is a much more serious matter, but avoiding hitting or killing someone on a busy road is even more serious.

And when it comes to how to build the car... hahaha!

What is the purpose of this button in Chapter Twenty-Nine?

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As the control ball rotated, the seawater rapidly changed from dark blue to light blue. The tentacles and ripples of the sea along the way were directly smashed by the construct, and nothing could stop such a monster from rising upwards.

To be honest, the entire structure is not very large. According to the Agors' calculations, it is about 65 x 30 x 27 meters in size. Judging from the internal compartments and control panel, it is a medium-sized vehicle that can carry about 8 to 12 people.

The internal structure is very well-organized, at least as far as the Agors can tell. The interior includes living areas, activity areas, and possibly cargo hold areas. In short, it looks like a standard mass-produced vehicle. But is the shelf life of this design a little too long?

"Boom!" The sharp head pierced through the seawater, and amidst the splashing water, the dark-colored aircraft covered in barnacles and spores completed its journey from underwater to above water, before crashing back onto the surface with a thunderous roar, creating ripples.

"Does it not have flight capabilities?"

“It might be, but we don’t know how to switch modes.” Kal’tsit’s expression turned serious. “For now, let’s try to get back to the shore first.” Because Hai Si had been completely enraged, it kept charging upwards from below. Fortunately, the construct was sturdy enough that most of Hai Si’s attacks could not penetrate its shell.

"By the way, have all the artifacts and documents been collected?"

"All done"

"Where's the serum?" Kal'tsit hadn't forgotten one of the key missions of their mission. "I don't know which one it is." Eileen took out a container that looked like the serum from the containment kit provided by the court.

“Let’s go back and do the analysis. The entire lab has collapsed now, so there’s nothing we can do even if we took the wrong one.” Kal’tsit shook her head and continued trying to control the construct’s normal navigation and movement.

The learning process wasn't too difficult. Based on her experience, she quickly grasped the basic driving procedures. However, she didn't dare to press any buttons randomly when she couldn't understand the flashing symbols.

While technology is designed to be user-friendly, some of its supposedly simple features can still cause significant problems...

"Doctor, why is this thing glowing?" Huang asked, looking at the smooth, constantly flashing surface on the control panel next to him.

Don't press it.

"Huh?" She had already placed her hand on it, though she didn't press anything, but the next second, she heard a creaking sound of mechanical movement. "What are you doing?"

"I don't know!" Huang was also flustered. She didn't press it down; her palm just hovered over it.

With a "whoosh," the barnacles and coral reef-like structures detached from the construct, revealing the dull white and vermilion colors below. The shape changed, and four large jet engines emerged from the storage compartment, with surging flames switching the construct directly from submersible mode to flight mode.

Before Kal'tsit could react, the control ball in her hand slid, and the inertia turned everyone into rolling gourds. "Doctor, this thing is flying!"

“I know!” Kal'tsit tried to grab the control ball, but the wildly swinging and rolling construct only exacerbated the speed and magnitude of her loss of balance.

So all the Iberians saw a huge structure tumbling and flipping in the air, with all sorts of spirals and S-shaped lines flying around, before finally crashing into the town's clock tower with a bang. However, four powerful thrusters not only prevented it from stopping, but also propelled it rapidly outwards against the ground.

Finally, it crashed into a hill outside the town and came to a complete stop. Parts were scattered all over the ground, creating a small artificial canal-like ditch. This level of damage far exceeded the self-redundancy and repair capabilities of this old relic. As a result, only a dim red warning light remained in the cockpit.

Clearly, this damage was not something that Huang could easily fix with simple repair methods, because if you looked out from the cockpit, you would see a jet assembly stuck in the pile of rocks above your head.

"No matter what, we've finally climbed out of the abyss." With the help of M3, the disheveled operators pried open the hatch and crawled out, plopping down on the scorching sand.

A few weeks later, two engineering landships transported the structure, along with its scattered parts, to the research facility in Kazdel. As a result, the Doctor, who was preparing for the next polar expedition, had to return from Ursus.

Old Xia was already working over there, with several rough survey maps hanging in the research room, while Goredia was assisting with the translation of the recovered artifacts and Agor documents.

"Look, do you recognize this?" The outer shell of the construct has been cleaned, revealing a pure white exterior and red decorative patterns. It is very beautiful, like a delicate work of art.

“I don’t recognize it. I don’t think it’s something made by our ancestors.” The doctor carefully examined the photos and material samples. “What about you? Do you recognize this structure?”

"I don't know him either," Old Xia said, shrugging. He was slightly better than the PhD, at least in this respect.

"It can be preliminarily determined that this thing should be a spacecraft in the atmosphere or near-Earth space, because its engine's jet energy level is not high enough to achieve interplanetary travel." In short, flying to the moon is the limit, and flying to Mars is a pipe dream.

"And it's for civilian use." No shipborne weapon systems were found on the entire ship, so it should be a simple civilian transport or scientific research vessel. "It supports underwater and airborne capabilities, so my initial assessment is that it's more likely a research vessel."

What Lao Xia didn't mention was that, because the structure was well-preserved, some of its unique features made him think that this thing must have been carried and deployed by a mothership with long-distance space travel capabilities.

"What about text decoding?"

"I've completed a small part," Old Xia said, rubbing his forehead. Fortunately, the Star Alliance was knowledgeable and experienced. Although the translation system struggled, it still managed to decipher part of the text bit by bit. After all, they could solve the multidimensional script of the ancestors of the Regenerating Grass, so solving this symbol system wasn't a big problem.

"This is the dictionary that was just deciphered. Take a look." The doctor casually flipped through the dictionary, frowning. "Is that all?" There were only translations of some of the most common words, such as "yes," "no," "see," and "take," but not a single professional term.

"The chances of translating technical terms are practically zero unless you can get your hands on their storage and some kind of specialized book," Old Xia said, also finding the topic a bit of a headache.

The reason why interstellar communication generally does not involve technical exchange is precisely this: these terms are internal definitions used by the other civilization. Unless the other party is prepared to impart knowledge and skills, it is difficult to understand the other party's technical documents by deciphering everyday conversational vocabulary.

"However, the good news is that I've deciphered a small portion of the markings on the console, and it's pretty much what Dr. Kal'tsit guessed—it really is... very simple." Ninety percent of the operations can be performed on the control ball, and the remaining operations can be performed using the control ball and no more than five other buttons. But this is only limited to the operations that Lao Xia has deciphered; he doesn't know about any more operations.

"Reverse?" the professor asked after looking at it for a while.

"dream"