Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

"Then, let's prepare according to this plan."

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In space, the surfaces of satellites and spacecraft reflect dazzling light under the sunlight, and the silvery-white solar panels flicker with a faint blue light in the sunlight, like a pair of outstretched wings, gently flapping against the silence of the universe.

On the dark side, Earth's shadow gradually extends, as if draping a mysterious veil over the region. The starry sky, a backdrop of immense depth, accentuates the brilliance of distant stars, like diamonds set on black velvet. Occasionally, distant meteors can be seen streaking across the sky, leaving behind fleeting, brilliant trails of light.

In this silent and vast universe, Xing Qingfeng, Kenneth, and Newton appeared so small yet calm, it was impossible to tell how ruthless their plan was. They busied themselves quietly outside the capsule, repairing satellites, adjusting the magic furnace, and reinforcing the main capsule... Their busy figures seemed hazy under the starlight.

"All equipment has been dismantled," Xing Qingqiu reported through the communicator. His slightly distorted voice was particularly clear in the quiet environment. "We can prepare for reinforcement."

"I'm always a little worried," Kenneth complained, "Won't using up all the spare parts in the manned module cause problems on our return trip?"

"Teacher, you're with me, so what are you afraid of? I'm fine with me enjoying the explosions alone between the Earth and the Moon." Xing Qingfeng shrugged, tightening the screws as he spoke. "Besides, all the parameters of the manned module are normal, so these parts won't be needed." His tone was casual, but his movements were meticulous. He tightened every screw and inspected every joint with meticulous care. He still hoped that at least a few pieces of metal would remain on his head during the return trip.

"Too."

As work progressed, the previously out-of-service Newton Mk-III was gradually repaired. Thanks to spare parts carried in the crew capsule, the redesigned isolation system, while not as durable as the Voyager-i, far surpassed it in terms of pure structural strength.

After all, this thing will only last less than ten hours. It will explode and scatter when you return. Why should it last so long?

"I brought three magic furnaces with me to this Holy Grail War," Kenneth said with emotion. "I used my supreme ceremonial suit, the Three-Base Magic Furnace, and I released one and exploded one."

"Now this one remaining one is going to be used to set off a big firework." Kenneth said, "Never mind, it's good enough. I don't feel bad about it."

"I don't feel bad..."

"Qingjiu, there's a small problem." Newton suddenly called out to Xing Qingjiu, "You might not be able to use the manned capsule on your return trip."

"what?"

"Without the magic furnace, you have no means to actively slow down. The original plan was to catch you here, but I recalculated the possibilities and found that there are too many interfering factors. If I fail to catch you, your head will directly pass through low-Earth orbit and crash into the atmosphere."

"Am I going to die?"

"No, but it will be very exciting." Newton smiled. "I will continue to observe. If I can't successfully intercept it, I will apply a force to you."

"Correct your trajectory so you can probably fly towards Fuyuki."

"I have no objection." Xing Qingyu shrugged.

"Then prepare for the next step." Newton reached out and broke off two of Xing Qingqi's teeth, then embedded two crystals in their place. "This one on the left, when you reach the moon, bite it. The magic power inside will repair your body, so you won't have to walk across the moon alone with your head."

"The one on the right is a locator, ignore it—"

"—If something unexpected happens on the return journey and your head ends up in some strange corner of the earth, we will use this locator to find you."

"After arriving on the moon, you will be automatically ejected from the cabin. After chewing the crystals to repair your body, remember to turn the satellite upside down and return it to its original position. The radio equipment will most likely be destroyed, so everything depends on you. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Then let's get ready to go." Newton strangled Xing Qingqi's neck, picked up his head and stuffed it into the satellite.

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Volume 37: The Alchemy Apprentice Starting from the Fourth War: . Xing Qing Wine Shop, move forward three!

"Honestly, why didn't we build a porthole or something when we modified the satellite?" Xing Qingfeng's voice was filled with resignation, his eyes darting around in the darkness, trying to find a glimmer of light. "It's so dark in there, I feel like the piece of meat in a can of Spam."

As Xing Qingfeng complained, the gloomy atmosphere inside the satellite seemed to grow even more oppressive. His voice echoed off the metal walls, as if even the air itself had grown heavy. He tried to push his head with his tongue, but the space inside the satellite was so cramped that his head was practically stuck.

The walls inside the satellite were covered with various pipes and control panels. Xing Qingfu's head stood out among these complex devices. Every time he turned, it inevitably collided with the cold metal surface, making a dull sound.

"The main power button is inside, didn't you turn it on?" Kenneth's voice came through the radio.

"No, who designed this? I only have one head, how can I turn on the switch?" Xing Qingyu continued to complain. He tried to use his head to touch the out-of-reach switches, but every attempt ended in failure.

"If you ask me, this thing is a purely redundant design." Xing Qingwu complained dissatisfiedly.

But at this moment, Xing Qingwu accidentally touched a raised button.

“ReoReoReo…”

Let's not consider how this guy flipped the switch. Anyway, accompanied by a crisp click, the power switch was finally triggered.

A faint light began to illuminate, its soft glow slowly spreading, gradually illuminating the previously pitch-black interior of the satellite. Although the light wasn't strong, it was enough for Xing Qingqi to see his surroundings clearly. He breathed a sigh of relief and carefully examined the panel before him.

The panel displayed footage from the satellite's external cameras. The constantly shifting images on the screen gave one the wondrous feeling of being in space. In the background, the vast surface of Earth was faintly visible, city lights flowing like a galaxy. Occasionally, other satellites or space debris could be seen passing in the distance, leaving streaks of white light. Xing Qingqi tapped the screen gently, and the image stabilized, displaying their current orbital position. As for how to tap the screen without hands... forget it.

He adjusted his posture slightly to make his head more comfortable. "Can this image be adjusted?" Xing Qingfeng clicked on the screen as quickly as a frog hunting for food, trying to find a way to operate it. "Can you zoom in?"

"Swipe with two fingers to zoom in," Kenneth replied. "It's the same as the panel inside the cabin."

Xing Qingwu fell silent, and his movements suddenly stopped, as if he was thinking about something.

"Do you think you have a sense of humor?"

"...Puchi." Kenneth thought of Xing Qingjiu's condition in the satellite and couldn't help laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"I remembered something happy...Pfft."

"What's the happy news?"

"Sora agreed to go on a honeymoon with me after marrying me...Pfft..."

"You're still laughing! You're basically laughing at me. I remember you wrote the code!"

"You were the one who proposed the request. You were the one who said you wanted a touch screen and multi-finger zoom." Kenneth threw the blame back. "Wasn't that your own idea?"

While Newton handled most of the driving, the self-proclaimed prodigy Kenneth took the initiative to take on some simple tasks. As the creator of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, after a little learning, he had no trouble applying his skills to simple tasks, including the camera image processing system. During the initial development phase, Xing Qingfeng requested the use of a touch screen to control various panels.

"In our time in 2024, everyone uses touch screens," Xing Qingfeng said proudly at the time. "Of course, things like going to heaven should be done in the most fashionable way!"

"I didn't suggest holographic projection plus touch control because it's only 1997."

In short, Newton has developed a batch of resistive touch screens based on the original ones to replace the original panel screens. But who will do this work?

Kenneth, who was sitting in the pile of panels and re-tightening the screws, wanted to strangle this bastard who had added a temporary requirement.

The satellite's transformation took only a few hours, and the three people who were busy repairing and transforming it completely forgot about such trivial matters.

Therefore, the demand raised by Xing Qingjiu turned into a boomerang and hit him on the head. This is what the party A who added the demand at the last minute deserved. It is actually karma!

"Don't worry, don't worry." Kenneth used the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to quickly write a new driver on the mobile workstation. By the way, he copied the satellite's internal images that he had just recorded into several copies and stored them in the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid. "There are still more than ten minutes before the takeoff of the Lunar Observation Deck. There is more than enough time. I'll rewrite one for you... puff..."

As he spoke, he swiftly donned his helmet and, carrying his workstation, exited the manned capsule. Using jet propulsion, he slowly moved through the emptiness of space, arriving near the satellite. All around him was endless darkness, illuminated only by the distant glow of stars and the magnificent view of Earth not far away. Kenneth carefully unplugged the data cable connected to the satellite's camera and plugged it into his workstation.

The wet panel in front of Xing Qingwu suddenly went dark. He thought it was short-circuited by water. Just as he was about to ask for help, the panel lit up again.

——There was a pixelated Q-version lemon-headed Lolita Go on top, and a rapidly advancing progress bar below it.

Xing Qingwu frowned and couldn't help but mutter, "What's this? Why did you use your lemon head as your logo?"

"Because I made this, do you have any objection?" Kenneth's voice came through the communicator with a hint of pride.

"Ha!" Xing Qingqiu chuckled and tried to shake his head, but he couldn't do that because he had no neck. "I think it's quite ugly, especially that hairstyle. It makes you look particularly humorous."

"Tasteless thing." Kenneth retorted unyieldingly.

"Wait, what's going on with this progress bar?" Xing Qingyu noticed that the progress bar in front of him had been stuck at 100% for a long time and hadn't moved. "Is it stuck?"

"That progress bar is just an animation effect and has nothing to do with the actual progress."

"It still has to be you." Xing Qingfu sighed. As the operating system that matched the new driver was successfully installed, the screen in front of him gradually returned to normal, displaying the familiar interface and data.

"I added two virtual buttons, one for zooming in and one for zooming out. We'll just use them for now." Kenneth closed the lid of his workstation, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "It's only useful when I'm gone anyway."

"When you come back, you'll enjoy a panoramic immersive experience."

Kenneth used his propulsion system to slowly drift back to the manned module. The space behind him remained quiet and profound. Inside the space station, the dim lights and the indicator lights of various equipment complemented each other, creating an atmosphere of tension and order.

"Well, it's time to prepare for orbit correction and launch." Newton operated the robotic arm that was previously used to launch the Voyager-i probe in the cabin, clamping the satellite carrying Xing Qingjiu's head.

As Newton debugged the robotic arm, he checked various parameters to ensure everything was correct. Since the launch was a spur-of-the-moment decision, no programming had been completed, requiring manual calibration. Newton's hands danced rapidly on the control console, calculating various micro-perturbations as detailed instructions were transmitted to the robotic arm via the touchscreen. The arm firmly grasped the satellite and slowly moved it into position for launch. Through the display screen inside the cabin, one could see the satellite, fixed to the end of the robotic arm, quietly hovering in space, like a star waiting to be launched.

"All systems are normal. Prepare to begin trajectory correction. Clear the wine, report the situation in the lower cabin."

"Everything is normal in the cabin." Xing Qingyu stared at the screen, feeling a little nervous, but more excited. His face looked a little pale under the light of the screen, but he couldn't contain the excitement in his eyes. "I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready..."

"Start the launch sequence."

Following Newton's command, the lights in the cabin dimmed slightly, and a countdown began on the display screen. The Earth in the distance shone like a blue gem, a captivating light. The sound of the countdown was remarkably clear in the silent cabin, and every second seemed to beat against their hearts.

"Three, two, one, launch!" Newton pressed the start button, and the robotic arm began to slowly move, moving the satellite into launch position. The lights within the cabin cast a cold glow on the satellite. The display inside the cabin displayed the satellite's trajectory in real time, with the endless starry sky and the blue planet in the background.

The satellite gradually freed itself from the grip of the robotic arm and began autonomous flight. Its thrusters activated slightly, emitting a pale blue glow. The gentle thrust steadily propelled the satellite toward its intended orbit. Newton, through a series of commands, controlled the satellite's attitude adjustment system, ensuring smooth flight along its planned trajectory. The various sensors and antennas still on the satellite's surface began to operate, monitoring the surrounding environment in real time. The more data, the better. If the instruments were still functioning properly upon landing on the moon, it would be a boon.

"The orbit correction is completed and the satellite is operating normally." Kenneth reported, and now we can prepare to accelerate.

Outside, space was silent. Stars twinkled coldly against the black backdrop. The satellite drifted alone in space, surrounded by endless emptiness. The blue glow of Earth faded, replaced by the faint blue glow of the satellite's thrusters, like tiny flames dancing in silence.

"I feel good!" Xing Qingfeng's voice came from the communication channel, "Sprint, sprint, sprint... Shit!"

"Thrusters on!" Newton commanded. Suddenly, a powerful blue-white flame erupted from the satellite's main thrusters. The powerful thrust instantly accelerated the satellite forward. The satellite's speed began to climb rapidly, and the speed number on the display inside the cabin kept jumping, indicating this astonishing acceleration.

In those brief, tense seconds, the light from the satellite's thrusters pierced the darkness. A massive blue-white jet, like a dazzling comet's tail, illuminated the surrounding starry sky. This thrust was truly powerful! The satellite began to fly at high speed, like an arrow shot from a bow, pointing directly towards the moon.

As the satellite accelerated, reaching its maximum speed, the thruster flames gradually weakened, but still maintained a steady thrust. The satellite's outer shell endured the impact of tiny particles of space dust during its high-speed flight. Although these impacts could not cause substantial damage, they caused its surface to tremble slightly, as if responding to the call of space.

"Wuhu, this speed is too fast!" Xing Qingwu exclaimed as he felt the strong G-force, "Xing Qingwu, forward three!"

Inside the cabin, Newton and Kenneth stared at the screen intently. The satellite image on the screen quickly moved away and turned into a fast-moving light spot. The speed data updated in real time on the display screen told them that the satellite had reached the predetermined maximum speed.

"The speed is stable, and the satellite is operating normally," Newton said with relief. "Our work is complete. The remaining tasks will be completed autonomously by the microcomputer embedded in the magic furnace."

The tiny attitude control nozzle occasionally ejects a fine wisp of gas, which works in conjunction with the built-in inertial navigation system and star map automatic recognition system to correct the flight direction in real time, perform precise attitude adjustments, avoid any possible deviations, and ensure that the satellite always remains on the predetermined flight orbit.

The internal equipment and sensors are still operating accurately at high speeds. The sensors continuously collect and transmit various data, trying to collect as much data as possible before they are damaged.

Every inch of the satellite's structure endures the test of high-speed flight. Its outer shell heats slightly from the friction, but a built-in cooling system quickly dissipates the excess heat to ensure the safety of the internal equipment. Tiny reflective spots dot the satellite's surface, gleaming in the sunlight. These are caused by the impact of tiny particles of space dust.

"Sir, it suddenly occurred to me," Kenneth turned around and pointed at the data on the panel and asked Newton, "The satellite's orbit can be autonomously fine-tuned by the computer when it goes to the moon, but what about when it comes back?"

"The mass of Xing Qing's head is much smaller than that of a satellite, so the impact of micro-perturbations will be much greater than before."

"I could take the initiative to catch him, but the Moon won't," Newton shrugged. "Besides, my plan doesn't even include catching him."

"The initial orbital calculations on the moon will be handled by the computer's presets, but that will only be auxiliary. The main calculations will still be completed by Xing Qingfeng himself."

"This is the first lesson for alchemists: compartmentalized thinking and high-speed calculations," Newton said. "It's just a simple test of computational power, which is nothing for us alchemists."

"If his calculations are accurate enough, then all we need to do is apply force to Qingying, like hitting a ball with a stick, to correct his trajectory so that he falls towards Fuyuki. This is much easier than stopping him directly."

"Now, I'll leave the rest to Qing Jiu himself."

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Volume 38: Alchemy Apprentice from the Fourth War: . Today's Moon Weather: Sunny to Great Wilderness Starfall

"Why isn't the camera on?" Xing Qingyu's tongue kept tapping the screen in front of him. "No, brother, how am I supposed to get through this?"

Xing Qingwu felt a little panicked.

It's not that I'm afraid of what will happen if I crash into the moon, it's just that the cameras outside have stopped working.

The various sensors and cameras installed on the satellite itself have not taken into account such extreme situations: when passing through the asteroid remnant belt at high speed, they may rub against or even directly collide with meteoroids, causing the cameras that have not undergone special treatment to be accidentally damaged.

Although these devices were designed to withstand a certain degree of space environment, they were clearly not prepared to encounter such intense and intense external forces. Every collision and friction made Xing Qingfeng feel the entire satellite vibrate slightly, as if he were in a shaky glass ball.

Unable to see what was happening outside from the display panel, Xing Qingfeng felt like he was blindfolded in a driverless self-driving car. Without external visual feedback, he could only see the various data jumping on the display panel, but these cold numbers could not bring him any practical comfort.

Xing Qingqiu felt like a college student on a functional analysis exam, but the clock on his desk was a broken one. He spent about half an hour finishing all the questions he could, and the rest of the time, unable to turn in his paper early, he sat there like a prisoner.

In this space without the concept of time, every second is infinitely stretched.

And he doesn't even know when his prison sentence will end.

Although this endless waiting and uncertainty made him feel very uneasy, as an outstanding college student in the 21st century, he had rich experience in the examination hall.

——He chose to close his eyes and sleep until he landed on the moon.

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In the distance, the moon gradually emerged, its outline gradually becoming larger from a vague dot, and the craters and craters on its surface gradually became clear. The silver-gray surface of the moon took on a cold luster under the sunlight.

Xing Qingwu was awakened by a violent shaking.