pjbooks Chapter 477 Mo Li!
Chapter 477 Mo Li!
A silvery light appeared in the craters on the far side of the moon.
When Zhang Yan saw the spaceship in the cockpit of the Chaos Mech, his first thought wasn't excitement, but rather that it was smaller than he had imagined.
It is about 200 meters long, with a narrow shape like a stretched willow leaf. It is silver all over and has extremely fine patterns flowing on its surface.
He had seen those patterns before; they were almost identical to the energy trajectory released by the Heart of Heaven when it was operating at full power.
The spacecraft rested on the lunar soil, its landing gear deeply embedded in the grayish-white ground.
Nie Qingcheng's voice came through the communicator: "I saw it. The energy frequency matches the box perfectly."
"I'm landing."
Chaos landed 300 meters directly in front of the spaceship. Zhang Yan did not rush to exit the cabin, but instead had the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship perform a complete scan.
[Scan results: Five life forms, all with human genetic characteristics, are found inside the target spacecraft. The energy field intensity is low, and there are no offensive deployments. The spacecraft's propulsion system is shut down.]
[Note: Fresh energy burn marks are present on the port side of the spacecraft's hull, dating back no more than 6 hours.]
Zhang Yan saw it.
The left side of the spacecraft, extending from the middle to the tail, has three charred, burn marks, the widest of which is nearly two meters.
The edges of those scorch marks still radiate residual heat, slowly sending out infrared signals in the vacuum of the moon.
Battle damage. Fresh.
"They were beaten on the way," Zhang Yan said.
"Remnants of the community?" Nie Qingcheng asked.
"The direction is correct."
Zhang Yan opened the hatch and stepped onto the lunar soil.
The Chaos Mech crouched behind him, its dark golden eyes always shining, ready to be activated at any moment.
He hadn't taken more than a few steps when a section of the bulkhead on the front of the spaceship silently slid open.
A person walked out from inside.
The man appeared to be around forty years old, with a slender build, and was wearing an outfit that looked familiar but he couldn't quite place.
The base color is dark gray, with narrow cuffs and clean, crisp cuts at the shoulders and waist, but some kind of subtle pattern is embroidered on the collar and sleeve edges.
Zhang Yan had seen that pattern in the memories of the Heart of Heaven's Craftsmanship; it was the rank insignia of the Mohist craftsmen.
However, the material of this outfit is clearly not fabric.
Under the faint reflected light of the moon, the surface exhibits a subtle metallic luster.
The man stopped after stepping out of the cabin.
His gaze traveled over a distance of three hundred meters and landed precisely on Zhang Yan.
Then he knelt on one knee.
"Mo Li, the descendant of the forty-seventh generation steward of the Heavenly Craft City Inner Palace."
The man's voice reached Zhang Yan's ears clearly through some kind of wireless transmission; it was standard Mandarin with a very slight accent.
"Welcome, young master."
Zhang Yan stood still.
He was looking at the spaceship behind Mo Li.
Besides the three burn marks on the port side, there was a fist-sized charred dent on the wall to the right of the hatch. The metal around the dent was deformed and dented inward, as if it had been pierced halfway by something and then bounced out.
"What happened on the way?" Zhang Yan asked this before he got up.
Mo Li remained kneeling, his tone calm: "Of the remnants of the community's advance team, we destroyed eleven out of twelve ordinary individuals, and the last one... cost us his life."
"Who?"
"My bodyguard has been with me for seventeen years."
Zhang Yan remained silent for two seconds.
"stand up."
Mo Li stood up, his hands hanging at his sides, in the standard posture of a subordinate facing a superior.
Zhang Yan noticed a slight tremor in the index and middle fingers of his left hand, a lingering effect of the recent battle.
"I have a question for you, answer me," Zhang Yan said directly, without any pleasantries. "What kind of substantial assistance can you provide?"
Mo Li did not hesitate.
He raised his right hand, and a thin, translucent screen lit up on his wrist, with a cursor jumping rapidly across it.
A catalog was projected into the void between the two people.
The golden characters were arranged from top to bottom. Zhang Yan recognized them at a glance. They were of the same origin as the ancient seal script in the Heavenly Craftsmanship Heart system interface, but were more complex and precise.
The table of contents was long, and he quickly scanned it.
Part One, Mech Technology, consists of seven sub-entries.
[The Final Craftsmanship - Complete Construction Guide (including materials list, energy circuit diagram, and core resonance frequency table)]
Zhang Yan's gaze lingered on this line for a moment.
The blueprints previously sent by the remnants were simplified versions, lacking a large number of engineering details.
The full version means that the construction difficulty is reduced by at least half.
Look down.
[Four Spirits Core - Second Generation Protocol (40% Improved Energy Efficiency Compared to Current Version)]
[Star-level Shield: A defense solution for high-temperature and high-pressure operating conditions]
[Spatial Folding - Long-Range Mode (Combat radius extended from 2 km to 8 km)]
The last three entries were technical names he had never heard of before, and the system automatically provided translations next to them.
Each one is heavyweight.
Part Two: Materials Science.
Synthesis formulas and processing schemes for twelve lost materials.
Part Three: Gate Networks
Complete observation data over 30,000 years, maintenance logs, and detailed structural diagrams of the seven gates.
Part Four…
Zhang Yan's gaze stopped.
The last item is listed separately, and its font color is different from the others; it is dark gold.
[The City Lord's Last Will (Encrypted)]
The unlock conditions are marked in red next to them:
[Unlock Requirements: 100% completion of the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship + Verification of the City Lord's Bloodline Genes]
Zhang Yan stared at the line of red text.
The current completeness of The Heart of the Craftsman is 94.2%.
After the sub-core was removed, it remained at this number.
"This," he pointed to the last line, "what's in there?"
Mo Li shook his head: "I don't know. The city lord set the highest level of encryption. No one can view the contents except those who meet the unlocking conditions, including me."
"Has no one opened it in 30,000 years?"
Never.
Mo Li said, "When the city lord sealed his last will, he only said one sentence: 'Wait for the young master to return.'"
Zhang Yan looked away.
He didn't ask any further questions.
We have enough information; the rest we need to discuss with Nie Qingcheng when we get back.
"Can your spaceship be repaired?"
"Yes, it will take three days."
"The Earth has better materials, come with me."
Zhang Yan turned and walked towards the Chaos Mech.
Mo Li paused for a moment, then followed.
"Young Master, there are five of us..."
"The mech can be equipped."
Zhang Yan stepped onto the Chaos's shoulder platform and glanced back at Mo Li. The man stood on the lunar soil, with the battered silver spaceship behind him.
Thirty thousand years of wandering, the drifting of seventeen hundred people, were finally condensed into a technical archive and an encrypted file.
"Just call me by my name," Zhang Yan said.
Mo Li's body visibly stiffened for a moment.
"...Yes, Zhang Yan."
On the communication channel, Nie Qingcheng softly hummed in agreement.
"Bring it back," she said. "The guest room has been prepared."
Zhang Yan's lips twitched slightly.
He knew it.
From the moment Qin Changfeng announced that the spaceship would enter the solar system, Nie Qingcheng had already begun preparations.