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"The Ark design drawings, the rail shuttle design drawings, the design drawings of each subsequent functional module, and even the complete process flow—all of these are in the data storage room. However, we don't need to take them all; we just need to make copies. Hopefully, the electronic equipment here will still be usable," Nian complained.

These items combined could almost fill the warehouse of a land-based ship. In fact, one of the two buildings was used to store these items. However, they did not need all the blueprints and data of the Ark Project. A significant portion of the technical data had already been copied and stored on the Ark. Now, they only needed to find the remaining ones.

The interior of the facility was decorated in a very simple and high-tech style. Since the reconnaissance indicated that there were no signs of demonic intrusion, the operators split up to search the area. Although the main target was the storage warehouse, it did not conflict with their goal of retrieving other relics along the way.

There are quite a few good things here, such as the armory in the guard room, which is full of various weapons. Although they are all light weapons, they are enough to broaden the horizons of the operators. All of these tactical equipment were packed into boxes and taken away.

For example, in the clerical office, there are some commonplace gadgets, as well as the technical prototypes, models, various electronic experimental equipment, and projection equipment stored in the research and management building. These are all excellent items and worth cleaning out little by little.

The year-end team went to the data storage room, while the doctor went directly to his office on the top floor of the twin towers. This entire floor was his territory. The green plants at the entrance had long since died out. After overgrowing and exhausting the nutrients in the flowerpots, they turned into fossil-like structures at low temperatures, blocking the door. The doctor had to use some force to get in.

The office felt both familiar and unfamiliar, with a huge monitor that resembled a floor-to-ceiling window, a spacious living room, and its own private lounge, study room, and storage room.

"It's still here..." The Doctor flipped a hidden switch in the storage room, and the entire office lit up. "Fuel remaining 3%, estimated downtime 1067 hours and 06 minutes... Hmm, that's enough."

The contents of the electronic storage device were obviously destroyed, but the contents stored in the cryogenic vault were intact, although given the current temperature, it wouldn't matter even if the cryogenic vault wasn't there.

"Hiss!" A mist sprayed out, and the storage tank rose up. Inside the dark gold storage tank were five medicine-like containers. The Doctor took one out and examined it. "Fortunately, it's not damaged. Now there's more hope." The Doctor put the storage tank back, disconnected the circuit of the cryogenic storage device, and moved the whole thing out into the hall. Then, he began to search the entire office with the help of his vague memories.

The writing on the decaying documents was blurred and illegible, the terminal was completely unusable, there was nothing noteworthy in the wardrobe, and no other hidden compartments were found in the bedroom. The only find was a handgun for self-defense under the desk, and nothing else.

"It seems it's not here after all. Where would I keep the technical data, given my usual habits?" The doctor frowned. Where would he keep the data on the demons?

"Forget it, we don't need these things now, and..." Besides, the risks are indeed too great. Meanwhile, on the other side, inside the communications tower, figuring out how the facility and device worked took a lot of time, and disassembling the wiring took even longer. But they finally managed to connect the decoder and the control console. Luckily, Old Xia had the foresight to bring the Star Alliance data cable, otherwise, things would have been even more chaotic.

"Next is installing the converter. We have to climb up, then disassemble the panel, and connect the converter..." Old Xia looked up at the huge gravitational wave transmitting antenna support. He needed to remove half of the panel and then connect the converter and the super-membrane signal transceiver. The whole process would be very dangerous, and he himself was not sure if this crude connection method would work.

"I'll do it," Shuanghua said, stretching her legs a bit. "I have a little experience with climbing."

Obviously, there were no facilities to install scaffolding here, so they could only climb up the existing maintenance stairs. However, these stairs were severely corroded and would break at the slightest touch. Therefore, a person who was very good at climbing was needed to carry the equipment up.

The tower supports covered in ice and snow were difficult to climb, not to mention that Shuanghua was carrying a large equipment bag. Every time she climbed up, she needed to find a sturdy anchor point to secure the safety rope before climbing another step, making the process very slow.

Some rather dangerous incidents occurred along the way, such as the sudden collapse of the support structure underfoot, which almost caused her to fall due to the slippery surface. Fortunately, these incidents were resolved without serious injury, and Shuanghua finally reached the top of the tower.

Which panel?

"The one on the right," Old Xia instructed through the symbiote communication mode, "remove that metal skin, find the gravitational wave amplifier inside, and remove it!" The Terrans need to amplify the gravitational waves to make them recognizable gravitational signals before transmitting them, but Old Xia doesn't need that part. He only needs the gravitational waves themselves to activate his amplifier and converter.

"Is this it?" Shuanghua hooked her legs around the support and forcefully pulled a drawer-like module from the panel. "Yes, take it apart."

"Okay," Shuanghua said, dropping the module and letting the priceless item fall and shatter into pieces. Then she pulled out Lao Xia's booster from her backpack.

"How do I connect it?" "Just align the bottom end. I've already installed the adapter; it's very obvious."

"Found it!" With a click, Lao Xia's gain converter was successfully connected to the port of the gravitational wave transmitter, followed by the converter and its transceiver module. For this, Shuanghua sawed off the entire top of the antenna, letting it fall down, almost alarming the evil spirits below.

"One last thing, all done!" The upper support of the communications tower had disappeared, replaced by a thin, needle-like structure. "Does this crude docking method really work?"

"Then you'll have to ask how credible Gravity Line Group's advertising claims are." Old Xia could only shrug and say that this was just the most ordinary civilian product his company purchased, and it was probably the one with the lowest bid price. If you asked him whether it was reliable or not, he really couldn't give a satisfactory answer.

“I hate the bidding process!” Shuanghua slid down the rope. “Because all you get is a pile of junk.”

“If we don’t put out a tender, you’ll end up with a bunch of very expensive… junk.” Old Xia rolled his eyes, opened the control panel, and the power unit was powered by a portable fusion reactor. Signal lights lit up from bottom to top on the entire communication tower.

"Doctor, it seems that Boss Xia has succeeded."

"Half the battle is won" because the remaining half is whether the distress signal can be sent out and whether anyone will receive it.

"Line check, OK, illegal access warning, ignore; illegal signal source, ignore! Damage warning, I can't do anything about it, ignore! Power check, OK, control system self-test, a bunch of warnings, ignore, starting to edit distress message... This thing's capacity is way too small!" Old Xia looked at the 10Kb editing limit and was exasperated. "You guys are so big, and you can only send 10Kb of information at a time? Are you kidding me?"

"Nonsense, you should be thrilled to have 10kb. There are plenty of people who can't even send out 1kb of gravitational information." The doctor remarked, "That's it? There are plenty of people who want to use it but don't even have the means."

"Alright, I hope the rescue team brought a super-membrane locator. Please make sure they do, otherwise with your channel width, I really won't be able to send the star map location. The accuracy of the star map positioning method is already questionable, and if they can't even send a complete star map, then we're really doomed."

With trepidation, Lao Xia pressed the transmit button. Instantly, the entire control room erupted in a burst of sparks and lightning. Various illegal modifications and unauthorized power amplification devices subjected the old antenna array to an undue burden. Even the conversion and gain modules on it were crackling with electric arcs, and warning messages filled the entire screen.

"and then?"

"Let's wait... and see if the reply comes first, or if our equipment explodes first."

"So, the launch was successful?"

"It worked. As for whether the other side received garbled text, I don't know."

"Drip~"

"Oh, there's a reply, thank goodness." Old Xia hurriedly started the compiler to convert the supermembrane signal into an electromagnetic signal and then translated it.

"SSTO header? Don't recognize it, Science Department?" Old Xia scratched his head, then opened the reply email, his expression immediately turning strange. "What does 'striving for self-rescue' mean by not being able to send out a large evacuation ship? If I can save myself, do I need to call for help?"

Xia scratched his head, edited the message again, and tried to describe the difficulties and troubles as concisely as possible. Then, another string of sparks flew as he sent, "Boss, this equipment is about to break down. Are you even capable of handling this?!" Short circuits and fires were starting to break out everywhere in the lower area. It would be completely destroyed after just one more launch.

This reply was a bit more reliable. They would send a small spaceship to pick them up. If there were fewer than five people, they could evacuate to a research spaceship called "Wildcat" and wait for the work there to be completed before returning together. As for the people of Terra—they should try to save themselves.

As for the reason, the other side did not say, only that it was indeed impossible to send a large spaceship for rescue. However, regarding the issues raised by Lao Xia and the large population on Terra, the other side said that necessary supplies could be airdropped in small spaceships, and that they should find a way to build their own spaceships and escape before the explosion.

"Okay, okay, this is the last time." Old Xia edited the last message, which was also a technical list to send. The entire tower was really finished this time. Fires broke out everywhere, and the gain module was blown seven or eight meters away. It looked like it was completely destroyed and wouldn't even receive a reply.

"A good news and a bad news, which do you want to hear first?"

"Bad news. Get ready for Project Ark. They can't send any more immigrant ships over there."

"Oh," the doctor said calmly, having never placed all his hopes on a third party. "So, what's the good news?"

"Their willingness to send small spacecraft to evacuate some personnel and provide technical and necessary material support means... your Ark Project has a genuine engine to use. If we're lucky, they'll airdrop a new communication component, so my blueprint library and printing equipment can also be used."

"So, apart from technology and some necessary equipment support, we can't get anything else and have to figure it out ourselves?"

"Correct."

"What do you mean? Take the first boat home?"

"Of course we'll complete the entire project before we run away. We can call for an evacuation spaceship at any time, and we'll only talk about it if things get really bad."

However, the most important thing is to update the identity information of your own family members online, so that at least the MIA label on your head can be removed.

"By the way, what about you guys? Are you waiting for the bus, or taking a taxi back in advance?"

“Let’s go together.” Ash shrugged. Since it was an unfamiliar place anyway, he felt safer with people he knew. But Levi was different; he chose to take a taxi back immediately.

"So, the new question is: when will the taxi arrive?"

"I don't know, let's wait and see. It shouldn't be too slow anyway." Old Xia also had to inform his brother on the moon, who was definitely going to take a taxi home.

I'm busy today.

Something came up~

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Chapter Sixty-Four Misfortunes Never Come Alone

Chapter 64

The signal has been sent, and Lao Xia can prepare to pack up and leave. However, the doctor still has some questions that need to be answered. Not only the doctor has questions, but Lao Xia also has questions, because the equipment exploded before the other party could finish saying that a small spaceship was to be sent. Lao Xia had no way of asking how small the "small" spaceship was.

Generally speaking, research vessels are standard medium-sized spacecraft, with cruiser specifications. Their length-to-width ratio differs from that of warships. Covenant spacecraft are classified by power output and tonnage. Visually, research vessels may be much larger than warships—because they do not need to carry too much heavy equipment and ultra-high-powered jump systems.

The lower limit for a medium-sized spacecraft, or a spacecraft ranging from destroyer to cruiser, is 1.2 million tons, and the upper limit is 26 million tons. According to Lao Xia's understanding, the tonnage of a standard research vessel, which takes the middle value, is about 6.5 to 8 million tons. Due to the extensive use of lightweight materials, the hull is much larger than that of a warship.

This means that it's hard to say whether Kazdel can arrange a landing site for the "small spaceship" it carries. As for why such a huge spaceship can only carry five more people, Lao Xia is also puzzled by this question. Theoretically speaking, it can evacuate at least tens of thousands of people at once, and it's not impossible to move them little by little after several trips.

At the same time, in Terra orbit, spacetime collapsed toward the core in an instant, like a pebble falling on water, with ripples spreading outwards. A small spaceship carrying the mission of "scientific search and rescue" appeared in orbit and almost simultaneously detected the locations of two radio distress beacons.

"An unmanned rescue ship? No wonder it can only carry five people." This kind of spacecraft is designed to rescue a small number of people, such as rescuing people from spacecraft wreckage or fallen laboratories. Most of the cabin space is allocated to cargo space because the main target of this kind of scientific research rescue ship is not people, but valuable technological assets.

The rescue ships carried by other types of starships have the opposite function. The larger ones can fit five people, while the smallest ones can only carry two people to escape. On the contrary, they can carry a lot of supplies.

Since the last message sent by Lao Xia indicated the Originium situation around the orbit, the rescue ship jumped out of lunar orbit. It first launched a return capsule to Johnny on the lunar surface, and then began to use its shipborne weapons to clear the explosive Originium blocks. After clearing a drop line, it launched a drop capsule toward the surface of Terra.

"Damn it, don't launch it here!" Old Xia was exasperated as he stared at the scorching streak of light in the sky. This thing had launched an airdrop cargo hold based on his location signal, but he was still in the Arctic Dead City!

With such a commotion, all the evil spirits would come out, but the communicator we have is already blown up!

"Everyone, run! The demons are about to riot! Get to the drop site immediately and call in a short-range orbital bombardment before this thing leaves!"

"Whoosh~" The rocket, as big as a giant tower, crashed into the atmosphere with a shock cone. The fairing at the front detached, and then the braking rocket ignited. "Boom!" The thing, which was no smaller than a building in the city, crashed to the ground, smashing a building into ruins. Covered in smoke and with remaining flames, it stood proudly on the ground, looking down on the low buildings around it.

"You call this an airdrop pod!?" This thing is almost 70 meters tall and nearly 40 meters in diameter, okay? Blitzkrieg is speechless at what kind of airdrop pod this is.

"What do you think is the difference between this thing and an airdrop capsule for a 780-meter-long research spacecraft, which is equivalent to the size of four aircraft carriers?" Although it can't be stuffed into the ship's cabin, a ship usually carries four, which can deliver supplies to a research base on the ground in the shortest amount of time.

For unmanned rescue spacecraft, carrying this thing is quite strenuous. If you attach this thing, you can't expect to carry any additional personnel loading compartments. That's why it can only carry a maximum of 5 people. Attaching it to a rescue spacecraft would be like attaching a granite shell to a J-20, which is disproportionate.

"Don't worry, the unmanned spaceship carries two at a time. This is just one; the other is on its way." Old Xia rolled his eyes. The demons had barely been alerted when the second airdrop pod landed.

This time it was a little better, landing outside the giant wall, which startled the Polar Behemoth into taking an emergency evasive maneuver. Not knowing that this thing could brake on its own, being hit by it created a crater, and the dust could rise several kilometers high. The Polar Behemoth's small size simply couldn't withstand it.

"Get in the car, speed up!" The demons of the entire dead city were in an uproar. No one could sleep soundly after having two millstone-sized stones thrown at their rooftops by catapults.

"Does anyone remember that the list I posted before included weapon systems?"

"I don't remember, I don't think so."

"Damn it! Hopefully the airdrop capsule's outer shell is tough enough."

"Logically speaking, such a large technological gap should..."

"We've never been known for our armor technology, you know? We're known for our active defense."

"..." That's definitely a disaster. All four Earthlings present could understand what it meant: the armor protection of a modern destroyer.

It's not that there's absolutely none, but it's comparable to the level of a condom. "First, notify the people outside to retrieve the airdrop capsule."

"Can this thing even fly?"

"Can do it my ass!" Old Xia rolled his eyes. The reason it was made so big was that he didn't expect it to be able to travel back and forth to orbit. It could be airdropped in one go and didn't need to make reusable engines and fuel, so it could be made quite large. It's like how you can make an iron bomb as big as you want, but you can't make a missile.

Armored vehicles sped along the snow-covered highway, smashing everything in their path. The weapons stations on the rear-guard vehicles fired continuously at the surging demons that broke free from the snow cover from every corner, and the deathly silent city became lively in an instant.

But the excitement was yet to come: "Hey boss, the blizzard is coming in 5 minutes. What have you guys done? The Originium's energy absorption peak is constantly increasing. It's about to enter the energy release phase."

The heat energy from the landing of the airdrop capsule was obviously mostly absorbed by the low-energy Originium dust, which was about to enter the energy release phase. Due to the chain reaction of the Originium field effect, a low-pressure cavity will soon appear, and then low-energy Originium particles from other places will be drawn into it, forming a polar storm similar to a natural disaster.

"Is there any worse news?"

"Yes, the meteor shower is coming soon."

"How much longer?!"

"10..."

"Ten minutes? That's enough! Driver, overload the engine, accelerate."