pjbooks Chapter 505 Landing!
Chapter 505 Landing!
Communication was re-established after 30 seconds.
Nie Qingcheng's voice returned.
He spoke a beat faster than before.
Send me your coordinates and estimated landing time, accurate to the minute.
Zhang Yan reported the numbers.
"receive."
"I'll inform Qin Xiao. You just focus on flying."
Communication lost.
Guan Xing buried his head behind the data tablet in the secondary seat.
He spoke in a muffled voice after five seconds.
"My sister-in-law is much calmer than me."
Zhang Yan didn't reply.
The chaotic thrusters hummed at full power.
The Earth rapidly expanded from a blue-white dot of light into a complete sphere.
A pale blue arc at the outer edge of the atmosphere filled the field of vision.
Zhang Yan manually switched to the re-entry program.
The temperature of the mech rose rapidly due to atmospheric friction.
The stealth coating suppresses visible light radiation.
The radar cross-section is reduced to zero.
Jinghai, 4:09 AM.
The runway lights at the top-secret launch site are arranged in two white lines.
Extending out from the darkness.
Chaos slows down the entry.
The landing gear deploys.
Alloy contact.
The vibrations traveled up from the soles of my feet.
very short.
Very real.
Zhang Yan shut down the thrusters.
The four cores sequentially enter low-power standby mode.
The hatch flipped up.
The air rushed in at dawn in April.
Dry and cold, carrying the smell of runway asphalt soaked with night dew.
Three military off-road vehicles were parked at the end of the runway.
Qin Xiao leaned against the door of the first car.
He waved his hand in this direction.
Zhang Yan's gaze passed over the convoy and landed on the edge of the parking lot.
A black sedan.
The car window was half open, and one hand was resting on the windowsill.
The streetlights shone from the side.
The metal ring on my ring finger was reversed.
"I'll go handle the uninstallation of Mobing."
Guan Xing jumped down from the secondary seat and dusted off his clothes.
"I've given instructions to Qin Xiao. You can leave now."
Zhang Yan nodded.
Landing from the mecha.
His pace was neither too fast nor too slow.
As he passed by Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao opened his mouth as if to say something.
Zhang Yan raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
They didn't stop.
Qin Xiao watched his retreating figure and swallowed the words that were about to come out.
He turned to the stargazer and said.
"Yan-ge has lost weight."
Guan Xing walked over with his hands behind his back.
"Go and help me coordinate the warehouse; we need to find a place to store 108 Mo Bing units."
"How many units?"
"Let's go."
Zhang Yan walked to the black sedan.
The car doors were unlocked.
He pulled open the passenger door and got in.
Nie Qingcheng turned her face away.
She wore a light gray cashmere coat today.
Her hair was down and she wasn't wearing makeup.
The lights shone in through the half-open car window.
It landed on her cheek.
Her gaze began on his face.
It passes over the shoulders, arms, and knees.
Finally, it returned to the face.
I didn't ask him if he was thin or not.
I didn't ask him if he was tired.
She started the car.
The villa is located in the north of the city.
There were no cars on the road at four in the morning.
The traffic light switching continues as normal.
When the red light comes on, the car stops.
Nie Qingcheng's right hand left the steering wheel.
It covered the back of his hand, which was resting on his knee.
My fingertips felt slightly cool.
Zhang Yan flipped his palm over.
He tucked her fingers inside.
The green light is on.
Nie Qingcheng withdrew her hand.
Shift gears.
Step on the gas.
The car accelerated again.
No one spoke a word along the entire road.
The villa's iron gate opened and closed automatically.
The car was parked in the garage.
Nie Qingcheng turned off the engine.
The two sat in the darkness for three seconds.
"Go in."
She opened the car door first.
The kitchen light was on, casting a warm yellow glow.
The clay pot was steaming gently over the low flame on the stove.
Next to it was a rice cooker covered by a white porcelain bowl.
The heat lamp stayed on for an unknown amount of time.
Nie Qingcheng took a bowl and chopsticks and placed them on the dining table.
Lift the lid of the casserole.
The dark brown color of the ribs gleamed under the light.
The broth was thick, and the chopped scallions were freshly sprinkled on.
"sit."
Zhang Yan sat down.
She ladled out some porridge and placed it next to the pork ribs.
The chopsticks were handed over.
"Let's finish eating first, then we can talk business."
Zhang Yan didn't stand on ceremony and took the first bite of the rib.
The meat is stewed until it falls off the bone, and the sauce is rich but not greasy.
The porridge was cooked just right.
The rice grains bloomed but didn't disperse.
Nie Qingcheng sat down opposite her.
I poured myself a glass of water.
I didn't eat anything.
She watched him eat.
Zhang Yan ate half a bowl of pork ribs and a whole bowl of porridge.
As she put down her chopsticks, Nie Qingcheng pushed the teapot towards her.
"Speak."
Zhang Yan took a sip of tea.
Let's start with Guixu.
Mo Yuan.
The divisions within the council of elders, a dispute spanning three thousand seven hundred years.
Mo Ling's initial doubts and subsequent acceptance.
The final projection, which had been dormant for 30,000 years, was located in the Tiangong Hall.
A diagram illustrating the weaknesses of the seven consciousness nodes of the community's parent entity.
Ink soldier.
"One hundred and eight units?"
Nie Qingcheng paused for a moment while holding the cup.
"A Class S automated combat unit?"
"A full-strength squad has 3.4 times the overall combat power of a single Chaos unit."
"Has it been verified by stargazing?"
"All online self-tests passed, and the underlying protocol is compatible with Tiangongxin."
Nie Qingcheng nodded.
No further details were asked.
Zhang Yan continued.
The communication frequency band provided by Mo Ling allows the six frigates to provide jump support if necessary.
Eye of the Abyss's rating has been changed to Potential.
The seed-level reconnaissance object on the outer reaches of Neptune has been physically destroyed.
"What happened to that giant creature on the way back?"
Nie Qingcheng asked.
Zhang Yan wasn't surprised that she knew about this.
He didn't mention it in the communication.
However, Nie Qingcheng has access to the navigation log.
"Subplanetary mass, autonomous propulsion, and its orientation is 12 degrees from the parent body's trajectory."
"The spectrum does not match any known entity."
"New variable".
"Not processing for now, the data has been archived."
Nie Qingcheng did not object.
She put the cup back on the table.
I ran my finger lightly along the side of the cup.
Zhang Yan knew there was one last part.
"The projection of the first generation of maintainers."
He said.
Nie Qingcheng raised her eyes.
Zhang Yan recounted his three instructions one by one.
Artificial structures deep within the sun's core and a final safety net.
The window period during which the core node rises when the community mother is angry.
There are also the final assembly requirements for the Tiangong final stage.
"The final assembly of the ultimate creation."
Zhang Yan's voice remained unchanged.
"It requires injecting one percent of the maintainer's original consciousness as a trigger."
The kitchen was quiet for a few seconds.
The humming sound of the refrigerator compressor was very clear.
Nie Qingcheng's finger stopped on the side of the cup.
"What is the price?"
"Permanently erase a memory."
"You cannot select any section."
"After the injection is completed, the person is unaware of what has been lost."
Nie Qingcheng looked down at the water in the cup.
Three seconds passed.
When are you going to do it?
Her voice was flat.
The question isn't whether or not to do it.
Because she already knew the answer.