Chapter 101: Grandfather’s Kindness and Grandson’s Filial Piety State Secrets, Please Do Not Open
How many steps are needed to launch a Star Mother class ship?
"The logbook says it only takes three steps: walk into the cockpit, press the little red button on the console, pull out the chair and sit down, and wait for the self-check to complete."
Sava summed it up with his grandfather’s words: “Tutorial for idiots.”
So the question is, where is the cockpit?
The little robot enthusiastically led the way, bringing them to the empty tiled wall of the kitchen. The two birds looked at each other in bewilderment, as if they were magic students standing in front of the brick wall at Platform 9 3/4 for the first time, confused and doubting their lives.
"So last time I turned on the stove to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the cockpit was just across the wall..." Bai Ling asked.
"Yes." The little robot nodded vigorously, clamped the lighter with small pliers, and twisted it back a circle. "This is the original design. The owner has not made any changes."
In an instant, the camouflage of the tiles disappeared, transforming into a door that was sliding open, full of a sense of technology.
Sava was stunned: "I don't understand it, but I am shocked."
How outrageous would it be to place the kitchen outside the extremely important cockpit!
The little robot walked in, raised its pliers and said seriously, "Actually, this is a groundbreaking design. In Eastern culture, the Suzaku represents fire, and leaning against the stove means increased combat power."
Sava & Bai Ling: Feudal superstition, I don’t believe it.
The little robot said: "Of course, after investigation, the actual reason may be that the captain and the first mate were often hungry, so they simply built a small kitchen here so that they could hold a bowl of noodles and command the troops at any time when supervising the battle."
Sava & Bai Ling: That makes sense.
And they also knew that the door just now led directly to the captain's lounge of that year and was a private passage. There should be another regular passage for other members to enter the cockpit normally. Sure enough, when the cockpit lights came on, they stood in the stepped interior, their eyes passed over the six seats arranged in front and behind, and they saw the emergency exit on the side at a glance.
The exit was pitch black and I didn't know where it led to.
The more Bai Ling looked, the more he felt that this place was like an island, full of areas waiting to be explored.
Sitting in front of the control panel and turning on the screen, his mind was still a little confused. The feeling is very subtle, just like inheriting an old house with a dilapidated appearance, but one day suddenly discovering that there is a lost city hidden in its basement. There is even a laptop next to a seat, and a military jacket that belongs to someone else. Traces of prosperity that spanned time remain everywhere.
Clicking on the screen to expand the 3D structure diagram of the cabin, they discovered something even more shocking.
It turned out that the part they passed through was only one-third of the entire hull, and the remaining two-thirds had been folded to the maximum extent. Those parts belong to the accommodation cabins for ordinary crew members, the training ground, the large mess hall, as well as the vast weapons storage room and mecha apron.
The most core part of the entire ship is the leadership’s living room and observation deck.
That’s right, that high and spacious greenhouse is the location of the observation tower on the blueprint.
Bai Ling wondered whether he would be able to drink tea and appreciate flowers while floating in the universe and observing the gravitational halo of the Andromeda black hole with his naked eyes in the future.
"We need to turn on the self-test program and preheat the boiler." Sava followed the prompts step by step.
Suddenly, a huge exclamation mark popped up on the screen, and the alarm window flashed red:
[Warning, code 756, the outer wall of the observation tower is damaged! 】
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered something serious.
He almost forgot that there was a big hole in the glass of the greenhouse. Even if it could be opened later, it would definitely leak wind once it was up in the air. It's okay when sailing in the atmosphere, because the oxygen blowing in is barely enough to survive. But when you pass through the stratosphere and really enter outer space, the vacuum environment will cause the oxygen in the cabin to escape instantly. By then, the pressure inside and outside will change, and it may cause the hull to explode, and the lives of everyone on the ship will be over.
Sava was also stunned.
They are now like people who just left the Novice Village and picked up an epic golden weapon. Before they could enjoy it for a while, they suddenly discovered that the magazine of this thing is rotten.
"Aren't you a maintenance expert? Think of a solution quickly." Sava stood in front of the glass, pointed at the hole where the cold wind was blowing, and turned to Bai Ling to ask him to solve it.
"Experts can't make things up! This is a continuous fiber-reinforced medium-density heat-resistant transparent material specially made for the Star Mother spacecraft. It's not the tempered glass you can buy on the street." The veins on Bai Ling's forehead were throbbing.
Sava frowned and asked, "What should I do?"
Bai Ling made a prompt decision: "Looking at the maintenance records, this ship has been in service for a long time, and it must have encountered similar things before."
The two people quickly screened the maintenance records using keywords and actually found some clues. Bai Ling tapped the screen:
"Here, on February 1, 2379, the hull was hit by a meteorite, and the starboard window was broken. After timely repair, it returned safely successfully."
"How was it repaired? How was it repaired?" Sava squeezed over to take a look.
"Apply tape."
"What?"
Bai Ling had a blank expression on his face: "Your grandfather found a roll of tape and put it on. It's that simple."
Okay, now a new problem arises. Where can they go across time and space to find such a roll of magic tape?
Of course, this is no ordinary tape.
In the last century, the Gorgon Design Bureau, which was responsible for the Empire's military manufacturing, spared no expense. At that time, there were more physicists, chemists, and aerospace engineers in the design bureau than workers on the assembly lines in Foxconn factories. Everyone received sufficient allowances and produced all kinds of imaginative black-tech products every day.
Some products were eliminated due to cost issues, while others were retained after being simplified and gradually transformed into common daily necessities among the people.
For example, the high-absorption suppression rods used by omegas were military supplies that were developed in a rush under the general background of encouraging omegas to join the army and board spacecraft.
However, restraint rods can be bought on supermarket shelves, but they have never heard of any kind of tape that can be used to stick to spacecraft. This is not the magical "master teaches you to repair the toilet with instant noodles" on the Internet, and the materials are readily available.
"Why don't we check the inventory? Emergency repair tools like this are usually in stock." Bai Ling suggested.
The little robot suddenly spoke up: "In fact, when the spacecraft was handed over, the materials in the warehouse had already been cleared out and moved away."
Sava clenched his fists, his eyes stern: "Where did you move to? I will immediately lead my men to the place and take back the tape."
The little robot said crisply: "Sava I Family."
Sava II: "..."
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"I have never been so grateful to my grandfather for his habit of taking things from the ship." Half an hour later, Sava stood in front of the Duke of Eagle Owl's palace and said with a complicated expression.
Bai Ling asked casually: "What else has he done?"
"He gave me canned bamboo rat meat that was three years out of date. I ate it, and that night I vomited two large pellets of food on his ironed military uniform for the ceremony."
"…What a loving grandson."
The residence's identity verification was passed and the surveillance light flashed red, but Sava did not notice it. He hammered his palm and suddenly realized:
"Oh, there seems to be a big roll of transparent tape in my grandfather's warehouse. It's very thick and wide. I used to pull it for homework."
Bai Ling followed him into the hall, "So using such expensive materials, did you get an A?"
"No. The teacher gave me an E."
"Why?"
Sava recalled: "Because the glue will turn into liquid after ten hours, and then stick to everything it can get on, becoming a hard piece that can't be scraped off."
"...Well, at least we are now guaranteed of its stickiness." Bai Ling's mouth twitched. It was no surprise that all kinds of anecdotes happened to Master Owl.
This big-butt chicken is like the protagonist in a horror movie. He knows clearly that there is something wrong when there is a knock on the door outside on a snowstorm night, but he insists on saying "It's okay, look, there's someone there" while walking over and banging the door open to scare the hell out of everyone else.
In short, the nerves are thicker than aviation building materials.
"Here." Sava dragged out a piece of "tape" as big as a truck tire from the corner behind the shelf.
Bai Ling silently held his forehead with his hand, and glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a large file box on the ground. The seal on it read:
[State secrets, please do not open]
"Oh, that's the Suzaku design drawings I was talking about. There are twenty-five boxes in total. Should we move them away?" Sava said, following his gaze.
"Of course we have to move it." These design drawings have been the result of countless generations' hard work. Instead of keeping them in a warehouse waiting to be eaten by insects, it would be better to take them to Yexing for their development.
"And there are all these notes that my grandfather has accumulated over a lifetime. Do you want them too?"
"Take as much as you can." Take the experience of the seniors back and study it carefully.
Bai Ling looked at Sava and smiled with satisfaction.
Sava felt a little weird when he looked at her, and her white hair stood on end: "What's that look in your eyes?"
Bai Ling commented sincerely, "Sava, when you are not unlucky, you look like a lucky star."
Sava rolled his eyes: "I'll just listen to your words as if they were mine."
Besides, when did he get unlucky? He had lived a smooth life except for encountering that rotten jellyfish. It must be this stinky bird teasing him again.
After looting the warehouse of everything of value, Sava packed up his own things.
Since I'm going on a long journey and there's a high chance I won't be coming back, of course I have to bring enough clothes and supplies, as well as my grandfather's precious relics.
"Hold this for me. This is my grandfather's medal box." Sava handed over an iron box.
Bai Ling took a closer look and smiled. It turned out to be a box of butter cookies. He shook his wrist, and a clear and pleasant sound of metal collision came from the box, as if a person's soul was singing.
Sava opened the door of his bedroom, and the luxurious decoration inside successfully silenced Bai Ling.
Bai Ling couldn't help but sigh: "You really are a young master."
The problem is that this chicken is usually too rough, which always makes him forget that it actually comes from a meritorious aristocratic family.
"All this was squandered by my parents. They used my grandfather's savings to buy a lot of things." Sava's tone inexplicably became lighter when he talked about his parents.
Bai Ling casually opened a door and saw a rectangular sleeping cabin parked alone. He was shocked and said, "You actually have your own treatment cabin?"
Savoie was folding clothes and turned his head to take a look. "Yes, but it's too stuffy to sit in it. If you get a flesh wound, it's better to wait for the cells to heal themselves. I only use it to do my nails occasionally."
"What?"
"You don't even go to a nail polish technician to polish your nails?" This time it was Sava's turn to be shocked. "Come on, are you a raptor?"
Bai Ling was silent for a moment, then forced an explanation: "I did polish it."
"How did you do it? With a file?"
Bai Ling turned his head to look at the sky, muttering in his heart: Of course I should use the old alpha's back muscles, it works great.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed Savoie stuffing sunscreen into her bag, "Do you have to be so delicate, Master?"
"What kind of exquisiteness is this? A place like that on Yexing will get sunburned and peeled!"
Peeling? Bai Ling suddenly thought of something. Yes, there are only deserts and Gobi deserts on the wild planet, and water sources are extremely scarce. If the beautiful fish scales go there, they will definitely shed...
"And this, for you." Sava threw over a cylindrical box.
Bai Ling opened it and saw a pair of sunglasses, big glasses. Savoia also picked up a pair and put them on. He put his knuckles on them and looked at the mirror proudly: "I am still so handsome."
...It's like a vacation in the desert.
Bai Ling picked up a big straw hat and put it on his head, then said to Sava, "You brought so many things on board, I have to charge you for the gas."
"Aren't those blueprints enough to pay you, you greedy bird?"
Bai Ling raised his arms and said in a negotiating posture: "I can do it for free, and I can even call two mechas to help you move your things, but I have a condition."
Sava pressed the box with one knee and zipped it up fiercely: "Speak."
"Give me this hat. Also, give me some of your sunscreen stock. I need some moisturizing cream." Bai Ling smiled faintly.
Sava was about to speak when he suddenly heard a slight buzzing above his head. His ears stood up as his nerves tensed. "It's over. I forgot that the mansion now belongs to Heinz. I heard his aircraft entering the hangar. Let's go!"
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