Lin Qingliu, a game text planner, successfully hit the jackpot after his team's celebration feast, finding himself in a somewhat different world. Meteorite? What meteorite? Humanity is left wit...
One hundred and fifty kilometers?
There was a brief silence on the other end of the communicator.
Before this, the last valuable information Hope City received from the outside world was the warning about fog sent back by Zhang Tong’s team twenty years ago.
According to their estimates at the time, the straight-line distance between the team and Hope City when the signal disappeared was no more than seventy kilometers.
In other words, no matter what the final outcome of Fresnel's team is, their exploration has become a new milestone.
After a few seconds, as if calming down, the old voice on the other side unexpectedly did not ask in a hurry, but instead had a caring tone:
"Are you all right?"
"Fortunately, there has been no reduction in personnel for the time being."
"Okay, that's good."
Fresnel heard Zhou Zhuo's breathing, and then he said:
"Check the time."
Fresnel glanced at Wang Xiao, who expertly reported the time on the small screen on his armor:
"21:33, October 15, 52nd year of the New Era."
"The time is correct. If your current situation is safe, you can report some content."
"clear."
Fresnel cleared his throat. Although the communicator did not have a video function, the corners of his mouth began to slightly rise:
"We found something that looks like the wreckage of the Hope City rocket. Now we are using the undamaged communication components in the wreckage to contact the headquarters."
This is even more bombshell news. For people like Zhou Zhuo, the rocket launch twenty years ago is no secret.
At that time, many people in the institute participated in that plan, but he was just a researcher who was accumulating scientific research results and did not participate in this research.
The second time he heard about this, the Rockets had already completely lost contact.
From then on, everyone seemed to concede that this incident did not happen. The relevant research team was disbanded and divided into other groups, and the broadcast no longer exaggerated this incident, as if everything was just Zhou Zhuo's illusion.
But he knew that this incident was not false, but had indeed happened. After becoming the deputy director of the institute, he had tried to resume the manufacturing plan of rockets or other launchers, but was rejected many times by his superiors. The reasons were nothing more than the old saying like lack of resources.
Now, the wreckage from twenty years ago has appeared. If it can be recovered, it will undoubtedly be a good thing for the advancement of the plan...
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuo always felt that today was a rare lucky day for him, so he quickly asked:
"Can you bring back the wreckage?"
Fresnel's eyelids jumped when he heard the question, and he involuntarily turned his head to look at the giant creature that was dozens of meters long just a few meters behind them.
Although the big guy was covered with bite marks and had an obvious bend in the middle, even if all five of them were replaced by Wang Xiao, it would be difficult to take this thing away today...
It is unknown what material the entire rocket is made of. Except for a very hidden damaged area in the middle of the abdomen, there are no other signs of damage.
After the thin puppeteer went into the damaged area and took a look, he also came to the conclusion that there was nothing. Maybe there was something inside before, but it must be gone now.
Fresnel thought for a moment and said awkwardly:
"Uh, maybe not..."
He was a little speechless and used his limited vocabulary to briefly explain why it could not be recycled.
Zhou Zhuo then realized that there was a slight error in his judgment. The completeness of the rocket was beyond his imagination, and he immediately began to think of another plan.
At this moment, in the command center, the information of the five members of Fresnel's team had been placed on the big screen. Zhou Zhuo took a closer look and quickly found what he wanted.
"Superpower 'Two-Way Clock', Superpower 'Beacon', you two have a certain foundation in this area. Next, you will listen to my command. I need you to bring back the storage device in the wreckage, if that thing is still intact."
"receive."
The two people who had been checking the relevant components quickly agreed, and then Zhou Zhuo began to give remote commands.
Things were not as smooth as the old director had imagined. Xin Beacon and Shi Jin had a certain foundation, but it was just the foundation. The communication without video function taught Zhou Zhuo a thorough lesson and made him realize what it meant that there are always people better than you.
Perhaps it was due to the long-term contact with humans at Ji Yongxing's level, in Zhou Zhuo's memory, human intelligence has shown a significant improvement.
But it was not until today that he realized that this was not the case. Those who were able to enter the institute and appear before his eyes every day were already the elites among humans, while these humans outside were like weeds that no one cared about.
Now, the knowledge accumulated by the two weeds completely shocked the old director.
The intermittent communication, two poor students who couldn't understand human language, and a red-faced old man together formed an impressive picture on this night.
Until late at night, under the one-on-one guidance of a famous teacher, the two timid students finally took out several palm-sized hard drives from the old rocket.
After carefully putting this thing into the sample box, everyone's short-term task was finally completed.
Zhou Zhuo finally hung up the phone reluctantly, as if he was bidding farewell to a lover in a different place.
There's no other way. This thing is very powerful, and it can only work for so long thanks to Wang Xiao's special energy battery. If it were an ordinary team, they wouldn't be able to use it even if they disassembled it.
Before hanging up, Zhou Zhuo formally issued instructions to the Fresnel team on behalf of the command center.
Their harvest was so valuable that they could start the return journey early tomorrow morning.
"Finally I can sleep!"
Beacon stretched lazily and muttered something. She hadn't touched the corresponding tools for a long time, which made her feel like she had returned to her teenage years before she awakened.
Just then, a barely visible flash of light entered her eyes.
Beacon was very sensitive to such light, and her sleepiness disappeared in an instant. After all, this was outside Hope City, and it would be difficult to sleep well even if she was very sleepy, not to mention that something seemed to be wrong.
"What's wrong?"
Shi Jin, who was also a little tired, asked.
"There seems to be something over there."
Beacon looked at Fresnel:
"Do you want to investigate?"
"Okay, you mark it, Shi Jin will go over there, and the others should be on alert."
The atmosphere in the team suddenly became serious. Under the guidance of the beacon, Shi Jin activated his ability and ran towards the distance.
After a period of familiarity and training, Shi Jin is now able to use his ability multiple times, and the interval between two uses is decreasing as his physical strength increases.
She followed the guidance of the beacon, continued forward in the sparsely wooded forest, and soon saw a special piece of glass.
That's what's reflecting!