Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

As the satellite drew closer to the moon, the attitude control nozzles and auxiliary engines restarted, constantly adjusting its orbit. The roar of the engines echoed in the cramped cabin, the vibrations transmitting through the outer shell to his head, making him feel waves of vibrations as if coming from deep within his mind.

...But does he really have this kind of brain structure now?

Due to its hasty construction, the satellite wasn't designed to accommodate the passengers... I mean, the comfort of their heads. Xing Qingqiu's head was constantly rocking inside, colliding with the surrounding metal walls and various instruments. Each collision felt like ten thousand people pounding on his skull, his mind buzzing.

As the satellite continued to approach the moon, the turbulence gradually subsided. The data on the display screen jumped rapidly, and the details of the lunar surface were gradually captured by the sensor. However, due to the damage to the camera, Xing Qingfeng could not see the first-person perspective of his approach to the moon.

The moon's outline grew clearer, its craters, gullies, and craters gradually becoming visible, their details so rich they seemed almost tangible. The satellite approached at an alarming speed, its gravity growing stronger and stronger, almost a sense of the invisible force pulling them forward. The engines roared, and the attitude control nozzles blasted out streams of white air, striving to stabilize their flight path.

Inside the cockpit, Xing Qingfeng's every nerve was on edge. He could feel every subtle adjustment of the satellite, as if his mind had become one with the massive machine, a perfect union of man and machine. External lunar topographic data was constantly updated, and the system constantly optimized its flight posture based on sensor data to increase the chances of a safe landing.

Looking at the data sent back by the sensor, Xing Qingqiu realized that he was approaching the moon. Xing Qingqiu's tongue quickly tapped the screen in front of him, and while the high-gain antenna was still functioning normally, he sent back the data that had not yet been sent back to the manned cabin.

The desolate landscape of the lunar surface gradually unfolded before my eyes. Details of the lunar surface became increasingly clear. A desolate, gray landscape covered in dust and rock, dotted with craters and craters of varying sizes, was lifeless, filled with endless silence and coldness. Some of the craters' rims towered high, casting long shadows in the sunlight, creating a truly magnificent spectacle.

As the distance closed, the satellite began to enter a low lunar orbit. The sensors could capture more and more details. If the camera was functioning properly, Xing Qingfeng would be able to see tiny craters created by micrometeorites, lunar dust, and even traces left on the lunar surface by past lunar probes.

At this point, the satellite was still moving too fast, making a smooth landing impossible. The airflow from the engine, used to decelerate the satellite, gradually decreased, and the satellite officially entered the hard landing procedure.

The satellite approached the lunar surface at an extremely fast speed, and the vibrations became more intense. The data on the display screen was constantly updated, indicating that they were getting closer and closer to the ground.

Xing Qingyu felt that this moment was just like when the invigilator told him that there was only one minute left before the end of the exam. His originally determined heart became inexplicably nervous again, and he began to check his paper constantly, struggling in vain.

He held his breath, his eyes fixed on the display screen, waiting for the final result.

"Today's lunar weather..." Xing Qingfeng looked at the data on the display panel in front of him, imagined himself approaching the lunar surface, and cheered, "Today's weather...sunny, great desolate land, falling stars, oh ...

With a deafening crash, the satellite slammed into the lunar surface, stirring up a cloud of dust and debris. At that moment, Xing Qing felt the entire cabin being violently thrown up and then plummeted back down, as if in the midst of a violent earthquake.

The impact caused the satellite to bounce upon contact, then slam back down and begin a frantic slide across the lunar surface. The entire cabin shook violently, and the instruments and equipment inside emitted a series of piercing noises from the intense vibrations, as if the entire cabin were groaning.

The satellite glided across the lunar surface at an astonishing speed, like a massive rock hurtling across an icy surface. Dust and debris were flung into the air, and as it continued its glide, the satellite repeatedly collided with protruding rocks on the ground, emitting bursts of loud metal-on-metal noises. Each impact shook the entire cabin violently. Xing Qingfeng's head repeatedly clashed with the crushed and deformed metal surface, his vision darkening and his ears filled with a cacophony of noises.

At this moment, all the instruments in the cabin were almost completely useless, and Xing Qingfeng had no time to check the data on the panel in front of him. If he could still see the scenery outside the cabin -

——He will find a small crater approaching rapidly in the distance.

Suddenly, the satellite hit a huge rock, the entire cabin shook violently, then bounced out and continued to slide.

The overall look and feel is like being on a ski safari and then hitting a rock and starting to roll.

This violent impact caused the satellite to slow down significantly. Although it was still gliding, it had obviously lost its original powerful momentum.

"I feel like I'm being tumbled into a washing machine..." Xing Qingfeng wailed in the tumbling satellite, "Aieeeeee..."

As the satellite decelerated, it finally struck the edge of the crater. Xing Qingfeng felt a massive impact as the entire capsule was violently thrown up before slamming back down to the ground.

The satellite finally came to a stop following the impact, with dust and debris kicked up high in the air before settling down slowly around the satellite.

It looks like the final GameOver on Snowboard Safari.

At that moment, Xing Qingfeng felt the entire world fall silent. The violent vibrations and piercing noises ceased abruptly, as if time had frozen in an instant. Dust slowly settled outside the cabin, and through the damaged area inside, he could see the lunar surface.

"What Lao Da couldn't do, I, Xing Qingfeng, did!"

Everything was as expected. The satellite was decelerating by gliding on the lunar surface, and its constant tumbling was also a form of force relief. This was all within the plan.

—The only problem was, the hatch was stuck.

Rather than being stuck, it's more likely that the hatch had become a falling object during its tumbling motion and had flown away somewhere unknown. However, the wide-open hatch was facing downwards towards the lunar surface, and the impact of the gliding movement caused the entire satellite to become embedded in the lunar soil.

This wasn't the worst thing; the worst thing was that the disconnect mechanism behind his head was still functioning properly.

According to the original design, this device was to ensure that Xing Qingfu's head could exit the cabin normally.

But now his head was pressed firmly into the lunar soil.

Xing Qingfeng tried to shatter the magic crystals to repair himself and help him climb out, but as he did so, he also took a large bite of dust. The tiny particles of lunar soil rustled in his mouth, tasting bitter and dry, and he almost choked.

　Unlock the achievement: Master of Eating Dirt.

He was perhaps the most miserable moonwalker in human history. As the first human to reach beyond the heavens, he ended up in such a miserable state. Namo San, even Buddha closed his eyes!

As the effects of the magic crystal gradually took hold, he felt his body rapidly repairing itself. The satellite, embedded in the lunar soil and pressing down on him, was lifted up like a rock being pushed aside by a growing plant. Xing Qingfeng braced himself against the satellite with his arm, then elbowed the debris blocking his path, finally allowing him to see the light of day again.

He pushed hard, freeing himself from the lunar soil. Landing on all fours, he felt the long-lost freedom. Dust swirled around him. Xing Qingfeng, his body repaired, turned his back to the sun and lifted his loincloth.

Wait, he seems to be naked.

Never mind, let's not worry about such details.

When the dust settled, he saw a desolate and unfamiliar lunar surface. The rocky and dust-covered land looked particularly cold and forbidding in the sunlight. The craters in the distance stood silently, as if silently recounting countless years of history. But when his gaze returned to the satellite, the scene before him made Xing Qingfeng's heart sink. He quickly squatted down to inspect the damage to the satellite.

The satellite's main structure was ripped apart by the powerful impact. The once-sturdy metal shell was now twisted and deformed, and the thick metal plates were torn apart, exposing the complex mechanical and electronic structure within. The cushioning layer was completely torn apart, exposing the internal filling.

The solar panels were completely broken, like broken wings, and the fragments were scattered all over the surrounding lunar soil, forming a messy debris field.

The remains of the satellite's supports stretched outward in a chaotic manner. The once gleaming surface was now covered in cracks and dents, reflecting a dim light. The satellite's communications equipment and instruments were almost completely destroyed. The antenna was broken, leaning in the lunar soil like a broken flagpole. The connecting lines were broken, and the wires were twisted like snakes in the corners.

Delicate cameras and sensors were shattered by the impact, glass lens fragments scattered across the ground, metal frames twisted and warped, and internal circuit boards exposed, riddled with broken wires and scorch marks. Scientific instruments were severely deformed, their delicate equipment shattered by the impact, now scattered across the lunar soil in a chaotic manner, some still emitting black smoke. Tiny parts were scattered in the lunar vacuum, and once neatly arranged components were now piled up in a chaotic manner.

The displays and control panels were completely dysfunctional, most of them shattered and flickering with faint sparks.

The navigation system and computer modules could no longer be restored. Electronic components were scattered all over the ground, and the circuit boards were broken into countless tiny pieces, buried in the lunar soil along with the data cables and interfaces.

This level of damage was completely beyond Xing Qingfeng's and the others' expectations. Originally, they had expected the satellite to at least maintain a relatively intact shell, but now the hatch was nowhere to be found, and the entire shell was deformed and damaged beyond recognition.

——This means that if the original plan was followed, Xing Qingfeng would have to find a way to tie his head to the engine on his return trip.

But this is not a big deal. The satellite was not designed to preserve the upper cabin. The current situation is nothing more than the damage being worse than expected. As long as the seal of the engine room is kept intact, nothing will happen.

Xing Qingqiu picked up the satellite and lifted it out from under the lunar soil. After cleaning off the completely unusable excess parts, all that was left on the satellite was a simple, ventilated outer shell.

A quick inspection of the engine compartment revealed that, while covered in a layer of lunar dust, its structure remained solid, with no apparent damage. The engine nozzles remained intact, reflecting the faint sunlight, as if awaiting the next ignition command. The engine casing showed no visible cracks or deformations.

Xing Qingyu grabbed the two handles of the engine compartment and twisted them clockwise. The door of the compartment opened, revealing an intact panel. Xing Qingyu pressed the button embedded on the side to start the microcomputer at the back.

"OK, everything is intact, we can proceed to the next step." Xing Qingyu said to himself.

After successfully completing the self-check procedure, Xing Qingqiu retrieved the coordinates of his position relative to the manned module and, carrying the damaged satellite, began to locate the launch point for the return journey. To prevent himself from getting lost later in the mission, he specifically followed the satellite's glide path back to find his initial landing point on the moon.

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I'm a bit busy today. I just finished coding this chapter. I'll take a break and see if I can write some more.

When describing a sci-fi scene like this in detail, which is not convenient for me to talk nonsense about (fog), I always feel that my inspiration is burning. I want to write more but I am powerless. If I want to add more, I may have to wait until the later chapters. I am really sorry. For now, I still have to ensure the rigor of this plot. After all, I still want to use this as a gimmick (laughs)

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Volume 39: Alchemy's Apprentice from the Fourth World War: . NASA has good news today

Xing Qingfeng skipped and hopped as he walked, following the gullies left by the satellite's hard landing. The satellite debris in his hands swayed lightly and weakly, and each jump seemed exaggerated and slow in the low gravity environment.

The moon's gravity is only one-sixth of the Earth's, making each of his steps feel like a long leap. His feet leave the ground, his body floats lightly, and then he slowly lands on the lunar soil, raising a cloud of fine lunar dust.

The moon's surface is rough and irregular, covered with craters and rock fragments of all sizes. Although Xing Qingfeng can easily jump over these obstacles, he must carefully control his landings to avoid losing his balance in the low gravity.

The gully's edges undulated, casting shadows of varying depths, littered with satellite debris and lunar dust. The environment was serene and desolate, empty and devoid of anything. Without the movement of air, all sound was mercilessly swallowed up. Only the gentle twang of Xing Qingfeng's footsteps, carried to his ears through bone-conducting vibrations, could be heard as he walked across the lunar surface.

In the distance, the horizon curved slightly, and the sun hung low in the sky, emitting a dazzling light, but because there was no atmospheric scattering, the sky was still dark. The stars in the sky were clearly visible, like diamonds inlaid on the black sky.

"I feel so light. I've never experienced anything like this before," Xing Qingfeng shouted happily as he jumped six or seven meters high. Although his shout was only audible to himself, "There's nothing to be afraid of anymore!"

The first thing he said was a classic flag. Fortunately, this guy is not afraid of turning around, otherwise he would be in trouble.

The temperature difference on the surface of the moon is extremely large. In places where sunlight shines, the temperature is unbearable, while in the shadows where sunlight does not shine, the temperature drops sharply to a very cold level.

Looking at the landscape in the distance, the terrain ahead seemed quite unfamiliar. The gully curves caused by the hard landing of the satellite extended into the distance under the cover of lunar dust. Xing Qingqi followed the guidance of these gullies and headed towards his original crash site.

With every leap, Xing Qingfeng felt the softness and smoothness of the lunar soil. The moment he stepped on it, lunar dust filled the air around him like smoke, slowly dispersing in the low-gravity environment.

His footsteps left a faint mark in the lunar soil, but on the moon without an atmosphere, even if it was slightly covered by falling dust, it would still become an almost eternal symbol engraved on this desolate land.

Hopefully no rover will come to inspect this place.

However, considering the obvious traces left by the satellite's hard landing, there will surely be a lunar rover approaching by then.

Fast forward to the major discovery: the moon is suspected to be inhabited by lunar natives, whose footprints are similar to human footprints.

If everything Xing Qingjiu has caused now falls within the scope of the Holy Grail War, will the Cathedral Church help to hide it?

Xing Qingfeng slowly returned to the satellite's initial hard landing site. As he approached the area, the terrain became increasingly complex. Debris and metal debris were scattered more densely on both sides of the gully, clearly the result of a powerful impact.

Near the landing point, the lunar dust on the surface was blown up by the violent impact, forming a shallow pit, and the surrounding lunar soil was torn into irregular cracks.

Parts of the satellite lay embedded in the crater floor, scattered around with fragments of solar panels, twisted metal supports, and shattered cushioning shells. At the rim, a thin layer of grayish-white lunar dust covered the crater, creating a quiet and desolate scene.

Xing Qingfeng put down the satellite and carefully lifted the outer wall of the engine room. After the outer wall opened, a delicate interlayer was revealed, embedded in the interlayer was a set of foldable high-gain antennas and a solar panel.

Xing Qingfu checked the antenna group to make sure it was intact, then chose a relatively high place and climbed up step by step holding the equipment.

After reaching the top, Xing Qingqi began to unfold the large parabolic antenna. When unfolded, the antenna reached a diameter of 2.5 meters, and its silver reflective surface gleamed in the moonlight.

When the antenna is unfolded, the gain reaches 32 dBi, which is enough to ensure strong signal transmission. In order to cover the blind spots, he also took out several small phased array antennas from the mezzanine and carefully installed them in appropriate positions.

These small antennas are connected to an electric rotation device at the base, which can automatically adjust the antenna angle to ensure the continuity and stability of signal coverage.

Next, Xing Qingfu connected the solar panels to a fully charged battery. Although solar panels are indeed more efficient in the space environment without atmospheric interference, due to the limited space available, the solar panels are not large enough to sustain the power consumption of the high-gain antenna.

He calculated that, with a fully charged battery, the device could only operate for about four hours at most, which was more than enough time for him to complete his current mission.

Xing Qingqiu hammered the fixing nails, firmly fixing the antenna assembly on the gentle slope top of the small crater to ensure that it would not be disturbed by unexpected moonquakes or micrometeorite impacts.

After securing it, he slid down the slope of the crater, his graceful figure stirring up dust as if dancing across the desolate lunar surface. He quickly returned to where he had dropped the satellite, picked it up, and easily jumped to the bottom of the crater.

Because the sensors were destroyed the moment they landed, the only coordinates recorded in the computer were those of the landing point itself. Without the assistance of other satellites, using a pre-recorded lunar map would require this method to determine one's relative position.

Xing Qingqi lifted the antenna embedded in the engine compartment panel and aligned it with the previously deployed antenna group, carefully adjusting the angle to ensure stable signal transmission. After matching the landing point with the pre-loaded lunar map, he recorded the location of the antenna group. He then marked this location in the computer, forming the first set of known coordinates.

Xing Qingfu then continued to lift the satellite and walked in the opposite direction of where he had placed the antenna assembly. He moved slowly on the lunar surface, the low gravity environment making each step seem light and powerful.

Along the way, he carefully observed the terrain, looking for a flat area suitable for placing the second set of antennas. After walking for a distance, he estimated a rough location and selected a relatively flat piece of ground.

At this new location, he took out another identical high-gain antenna set from the mezzanine on the other side of the engine room, installed it and fixed it to the ground.

The antennas were carefully deployed, ensuring they were at the correct distance and orientation from the first set of antennas. The positions of these two sets of antennas became the basis for the rendezvous and positioning system.

This completes the basic intersection positioning method: using two sets of antennas with known positions, the antenna calculates its own position by measuring the difference in signal arrival time or signal strength. By solving a simple equation, the antenna can determine its real-time relative position.

In an environment without other navigation satellites or landmarks, this method was the only way to calculate the takeoff point. Xing Qingyu stood beside the newly established antenna, pondered for a moment, and then confirmed his position.

"Let me see... the originally calculated optimal takeoff point should be roughly in this direction." Xing Qingqiu picked up the satellite, his mind constantly calculating the pre-calculated points. "It shouldn't be too far. Fortunately, we have plenty of time."

Xing Qingfeng took in the lunar scenery while calculating his approach to the planned launch site. The lunar surface glowed remarkably brightly under the sunlight, and the craters and craters in the distance created a magnificent scene. As the distance closed, Xing Qingfeng's mood gradually lightened.

"But when I think about the giant computer under my feet, I always feel..." Xing Qingqiu glanced at the lunar soil beneath his feet, "I always feel a subtle sense of fantasy."

"The moon being a super information repository or something doesn't seem realistic at all."

He stopped periodically, using the equipment he carried to check his position and ensure he was on track. After about an hour, he finally approached the optimal takeoff point he had calculated. It was a relatively flat area with few obstacles, perfect for a launch site.

Xing Qingfeng carefully placed the satellite at the designated takeoff point, then began to deploy the spare launch pad embedded in the engine compartment. This launch pad had suffered considerable impact during the hard landing, and its outer shell was tattered, with the metal frame inside even exposed in several places.

He pulled hard on the launcher's support arm, but it got stuck several times, and he had to adjust it to the correct position bit by bit with his bare hands.

"I feel like this job should be given to Kenneth," Xing Qingfeng said breathlessly, even though he didn't need to breathe at all. "I don't even have any tools. Where's the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid? Please help me."

When the launcher was finally fully deployed and firmly fixed to the ground, he stood up, stepped back, and carefully examined every connection point and support structure of the launcher. Although the outer shell looked shattered, the core structure inside seemed to be still solid.

"Martial Ancestor, I hope my head is alright." Xing Qingfeng thought as he looked at the tattered equipment before him. "Otherwise, I can only pray that my head ends up in some space junk dump, where a space scavenger will pick it up hundreds or thousands of years later."

A glance at the countdown on the panel revealed that there was still quite a while before the official takeoff from the moon. Xing Qingqiu grabbed a small receiver, which had a simple function: to receive the antenna's signal and display its strength.

"What? I did a pretty good job." Xing Qing looked at his work and felt a sense of accomplishment. Although everything had been planned in advance, he was just following the steps.

——But it’s still very exciting to complete various tasks on the moon alone.

Just like the ground operator who damaged Yutu-1 because he was too excited while racing on the moon.

Even with a receiver that allowed him to calculate his relative position in real time, Xing Qingfeng still didn't dare to run around. On this completely unfamiliar lunar surface with almost no landmarks, the traces left by the satellite's hard landing were the only familiar place he could think of.

Although the receiver could calculate his relative position in real time, Xing Qingqi understood that the equipment could still make mistakes or malfunction. To be cautious, he decided to turn back and walk towards the landing point, casually strolling across the lunar surface while ensuring that he could always see the ravines.

The edge of the ravine was covered with moon dust, forming a shallow ditch. As he moved forward, the dust flew gently under his feet and fell behind him.

In the low gravity of the moon, each of his steps seemed light and leisurely, as if he were jogging, soaring into the air and gently landing. Xing Qingfeng felt this pace, which was completely different from that on Earth, and tried to keep his steps steady. Despite this, he could not contain his excitement and would always suddenly accelerate and jump or perform some tricks in the air.

—then he fell to the ground, his mouth full of dirt. Even then, he never learned his lesson, repeating the same cycle of getting up, taking a few cautious steps, then, thinking he'd mastered the technique, trying some tricks, only to fall back down in the lunar soil. Clearly, he was quite resilient.

In the end, the King of Fall Resistance Xing Qingwu fell to the ground. His body sank slightly into the soft moon dust. There was silence all around him. Only the sound of his steady heartbeat was transmitted to his ears through bone conduction, which seemed particularly clear in this silent world.

Above his head, the vast starry sky was like a huge black curtain, dotted with countless twinkling stars, as if it was so close to him, yet so far away.

The Earth hung quietly at the edge of the horizon, its blue and white light appearing exceptionally bright and warm in the darkness. Xing Qingqi's gaze, peering through the vast distance, seemed to glimpse the vibrant life and bustle of Earth. His thoughts drifted away, savoring the sensations of the moment.

Beneath him lay a supercomputer that meticulously recorded the long history of humanity. According to the teacher, every record of human history could be found in this computer's database.

I feel like I am lying in the history of all mankind, gazing at the earth and the starry sky beyond.