Having not used her cheat system for a long time, Chi Xia felt that its level seemed to have increased slightly, but she didn't dare to use it too much. After searching carefully again, she temporarily turned it off.

Then he sat in the chair in front of the center console and closed his eyes to recover.

A short while later, someone brought over the translator.

After receiving the translator, Director Xin quickly handed it to Chi Xia.

The translator is only the size of a palm, and unlike the control panel on the spaceship, it has buttons on it.

There are only four buttons. Director Xin said from the side, "We have tried all the buttons on this table, even various combinations of pressing them, but the problem is, just like the center console, they don't respond at all."

Chi Xia held the translator in her hand, glanced at it with her cheat code, and immediately felt both amused and exasperated. After scanning the translator's information, the cheat code added a message: "Due to incorrect operation, the translator has been locked."

When she told Director Xin this, he was stunned: "You mean, this thing could have been opened, but because we tried all sorts of things, it got locked?!"

Chi Xia nodded: "Just like setting a password on our phones, incorrect operation will cause them to be locked directly."

Upon hearing this, Director Xin immediately felt a pang of self-reproach: "I should have thought of that! Our phones are all password protected. With such advanced technology, how could aliens not have these methods!"

He was extremely frustrated, yet looked at Chi Xia with a glimmer of hope and asked, "Then, is there any way to solve this?"

Chi Xia nodded and said, "Yes, once this translator is locked, it needs to be unlocked using genetic code."

"Genetic code?" Director Xin was dumbfounded: "How would we know about the genetic code of aliens? And we don't even know if they are arranged according to our habits!"

“Director Xin, don’t be too upset.” Chi Xia pointed to a small indentation in the middle of the translator and said to Director Xin, “I think this serves the same purpose as the indentation on the center console.”

Upon hearing this, Director Xin glanced at the translator in Chi Xia's hand, then quickly looked up and carefully examined the dents on the center console. He then exclaimed with delight, "Yes! They're the same!"

Chi Xia analyzed, "This place seems to be used for fingerprint recognition, but fingerprint recognition on Earth only requires a flat surface, which doesn't make sense. Aliens need a depression to recognize fingerprints. In addition, the genetic code given by the translator is a clue, so I think that activating this and activating the central control brain both require alien blood."

These words suddenly enlightened Director Xin. He clapped his hands and exclaimed excitedly, "That's it! How come I didn't think of that! This depression can obviously hold things, but such a small place can only hold so much, but blood can! A drop of blood is enough!"

Chi Xia nodded and was about to speak when she heard Han Junche's voice: "Academician Lu, please take 100 milliliters of alien blood from the laboratory and send it to the weapons research institute as quickly as possible."

Han Junche hung up the phone and said to Chi Xia and Director Xin, "Academician Lu has already sent someone to handle it, and they will arrive in about half an hour."

For Director Xin, this half hour was probably the slowest half hour of his life. He stayed in the spaceship for a while, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. After saying goodbye to Chi Xia and Han Junche, he went to the entrance of the research institute to wait for them.