Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

“Lost?”

Nanjing Space Launch Centre.

When Lu Zhou heard reports of that earthquake, it was surprising to have not stood behind the desk.

In the face of Lu Zhou, the director and director look a little weird about nodded.

“Yes, according to the updated mission log at our Mars Science Station, our scientists sent Mars cars to the target area, but when they arrived at that broken structure, they found nothing there.”

“Just like it disappeared all night.”

A dozen metres of deep broken structures disappear overnight?

Lu Zhou has never heard of anything that was so manipulating.

“Was there a sandstorm that night?”

“The sandstorms are occurring everywhere on Mars, but even dust storms, it is impossible to bury dozens of metres of deep fragmentation by night… This is what Van Court Academecian recorded in the Journal of Work.”

Lu Zhou said something.

“You tell me directly what else he said.”

The director shook the head said, “There’s nothing else, so much about that broken structure. In addition, the application for thesis was made. He hopes that this alarming geological discovery will be made publicly available to allow more people to analyse this magical phenomenon.”

The funding for scientific research for the launch of the fire plan is mainly from China, and in nominal terms the results of all scientific research activities on Mars belong to the Unit of the Human Firearms Scheme, and it is therefore necessary to apply for and approve the results of the scientific research to the office of the Railway Plan.

In general, however, such research projects, which do not involve sensitive experimental content, are simply taking the form. The Human Railway Project Office certainly hopes that they will be able to make some more valuable results, so that their investment in Mars projects can become more valuable.

After a moment of thought, Lu Zhou nodded.

“Just do what he says.”

Although Lu Zhou felt that the discovery was too hasty to publish it now and that it might appear even more rigorous until more leads had been obtained, the proposal of the Van Court Academecian was also justified.

After all, a man’s power is small, and a brain can think of more than tens of millions of brains. Only if more people are involved in this area will there be hope that the problem will be resolved.

Looking at the work journal in hand, Lu Zhou’s vision stayed on the coordinates of 14.7 ° south and 128 ° west, and the food fingers lightly swept the line.

“speaking of that, what’s the name of the mountain range next to this broken structure?”

“If I remember correctly, according to the name of the International Astronomical Federation… its name appears to be derived from an art.”

“Arts?”

“The Gates of Hell, the author of which is Augustus Rodin…” Paused, the Rector and Director of Public Information, continued to say after a moment, “Translation, Gate of Hell.”

Gate of Hell

This name is a little different, Gilly.

This word has been chewed repeatedly, and that bad feeling has flown again at the bottom of Lu Zhou’s heart.

“The name is not too much Gilly.” The pencil was picked up from the table, and a copy of the working journal was written by hand, and Lu Zhou sent it to the director of the regular and sergeant, “and then changed it to the working journal.”

“128 anomalies?”

“Well,” Look at the Managing Director, Lu Zhou continues to say briefly, “Raise the priority of the research project to A-Rank and report it to me immediately if there are any new discoveries.”

…

SINCE THE FAILURE OF THE PREVIOUS “NEW VIRGINIA” PLAN, IT HAS BEEN FORCED TO SUSPEND MORE THAN 90 PER CENT OF THE PROJECTS ON MARS AT THE LEVEL OF PUBLIC OPINION AND FUNDING.

HOWEVER, ALTHOUGH THE LAUNCH PLAN LEFT NASA WITH A CHICKEN FUR, EVEN SO FAR, IT DID NOT MEAN THAT THEY WERE SO WILLING TO ABANDON THEIR DESIRE FOR MARS.

It is

only, however, that everything is returned to the realm of reason.

NASA HIGH-RESOLUTION LIKE A SCIENCE LAB.

THIS IS THE CENTRE OF COMMAND FOR MARS SURVEYS ORBITERS AND CURIOUS NUMBERS, AND ONLY A FEW OF THE ENTIRE NASA IS STILL FOCUSING ON RESEARCH TEAMS ON MARS.

“Update research material.”

Wrong this document on the desk, Astac professor looked at the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, and said, “I don’t know, but I suggest you better look at it.”

“Update research material?”

That’s what’s goin ‘on in your mouth, and Camington professor stretched his hand to pick up that document, sweeping his eyes.

But it doesn’t matter, and when his eyes look down two lines, especially after the colour photographs attached to the official text, the entire human face becomes weird.

“Earthquake structures disappear after they appear? That’s not possible.”

“I also feel very incredible,” Look at Camington professor, Astac professor, and keep saying, “But planetary geology is not my research orientation, and I want to know how you look at it.”

“What do I think? What else can I see? Only they are there, what they say… if they’re right, then we’re wrong. Mars’ geological activities are still quite active, and geonucles are not cold yet? Seems to be the only explanation, and there may be a special locally constructed campaign to heal the already formed fragmentation at night? It sounds like a spiritual event.”

Push the glasses on the nose, sit straight from the chair, and the Camington professor’s eyeballs keep saying, “Honestly, these two matches, really not P?”

THE

GEOLOGICAL ACTIVITIES OF MARS HAVE CEASED, NOT AS IF THEY WERE IMAGINED, BUT AS A RESULT OF A RIGOROUS SCIENTIFIC ANALYSIS BASED ON THE IMAGES OF HEAT RADIATION TAKEN BY NASA.

All leads point to the complete cessation of the geological activity of Mars and the complete cold of the nucleus lava.

This is a dead planet, and there is no plastic movement, no more earthquake or crack tattoos arising from earthquakes.

At

least in the last 1,500 years, it was unlikely.

It’s not that he was in the belly of a small man’s heart.

ONLY THE OPERATION OF THESE FALSIFIED RESEARCH RESULTS, SUCH AS P CHARTS, DATA COMPILATION, ETC., IS VERY RARE IN ACADEMIC CIRCLES.

“I’ve been looking for a third-party inspection agency to analyse, at least on the basis of the electronic files they have updated on the official web, there are no clear signs of modification in the photograph… and, of course, they do not preclude them from seeing us well.”

“In any case, it’s too hard to think,” Put the research material in your hands on the table, and long after Camilton professor thought, sighed, “if you can go to the scene.”

Astac professor’s face had a bitter smile.

Check it out on Mars.

This idea sounds a little weird to open up.

But it also has to be said that this seems to be the best way to be compared to the tens of thousands of kilometres of distance standing on Earth.

However, just as the two people were looking at the headache of the information, the phrase suddenly came from the door.

“It is not necessarily possible.”

Heard the sound from the door, and the two people wrapped up their heads and looked to the door.

Only to see Director Carson standing there and walking in the office.

“I’m sorry, I certainly listened to your conversation, but your voice is too big, and I just came here to find Camington professor something…”

In the face of the two inquiries, Director Carson shrugged his shoulder, lightly coughed, continues to say, “For well-known reasons, the White House intends to repair relations with China, and on the basis of what I understand, the parties have reached agreements on many aspects of historical legacy… Of course, these matters do not require our care, and it is crucial that the Chinese side agree that the names of the next group of people travelling to Mars will be reserved for us approximately 1 to 2 international cooperation scientists.”

Astac professor was stuck, late saying.

“Which means that we can go to Mars with the Chinese ride?”

“That’s all right, but I’d prefer you to understand it as a cooperation at the scientific level and as good as both sides…”

A heavy cough, forcibly ending this subject, Chief Carson, continues to look seriously for a painstaking Kermon professor.

“Just as I just heard, do you seem to be interested in geological research on Mars?”

“Yes, it is.”

It appears that the hesitant Camilton professor has gradually appeared on his face, and Carson has not given him much time to consider and then left his proposal open.

“So, Camington professor.”

“Would you like to go to Mars for a long time of friendship between the two countries?”