While the East is still celebrating its National Day, the Western world is still going to get off work as usual.
Nowadays, Gao Yang can take a spontaneous trip anytime, as long as he doesn't bring a regular mobile phone.
The only issue to consider is navigation.
He doesn't need navigation at all within a ten-kilometer radius; he can teleport precisely to every inch of the field in a short time.
However, if he goes beyond the coverage area of the full-force field, he will lose his way.
But before going to the West, he needed to solve a problem: his own navigation.
It's not impossible to print out a communications satellite directly, but it would be too time-consuming.
It took him a long time to repair the two wounds that Xiaohua had caused his third brother.
Moreover, the precision of satellite materials far surpasses that of Iron Man's metal suit.
"It seems we can only make a simplified version of the small satellite first."
The design blueprint of the Yamagata-1 that I copied earlier has played a very important role.
Although it is not a professional communications satellite, its technological sophistication and structural precision are no less than those of ordinary communications satellites in other countries.
"Your Excellency, get me a satellite design drawing that can be printed quickly. Don't worry about the power system for now; prioritize the communication module."
"Okay, sir. The temperature control subsystem will be retained, the control subsystem will be deleted; the power supply subsystem will be retained and simplified; the remote engine system will be deleted; the control subsystem will be deleted; the antenna subsystem will be retained, and the transponder system will be retained..."
After whispering and muttering for a while, Chitose printed out the completed design drawings for the miniature communication satellite.
"It's this big?"
Looking at the design drawings in his hand, Gao Yang felt a headache coming on.
He thought that the simplified satellite would be at most the size of a large rural dish antenna.
Who knew it was more than four meters long and more than one meter wide?
“There’s no other way, sir. The temperature control system has to be kept, otherwise the fluctuating temperatures at high altitudes will easily cause it to disintegrate; the power system also has to be kept, otherwise how can it transmit and receive signals, and…”
"Stop, stop, stop, I understand."
He waved to interrupt Qian Sui's rambling, then looked up at the sky and asked, "Has that satellite from the Mountain Kingdom still not been recovered?"
"Not yet, their space shuttle hasn't launched yet. Well, they're scheduled to launch at 3 a.m.
"Screw the launch! We've requisitioned this satellite!"
Gao Feng estimated that if he wanted to print out the satellite design drawings that Qian Sui had produced, it would take at least a week, and that would be the kind of work that required him to work around the clock without eating or sleeping.
Eating and drinking aren't too much of a problem, nor is sleeping. The problem is that he has other things to do; he can't just keep focusing on this broken satellite.
Instead of wasting time on this, it would be more practical to just grab one and use it.
Once he's resolved things in the West, he can spend some time developing a more complete version, or simply order one outright. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from the spot.
Xiao Hua, who was standing to the side, was already used to it. She just yawned listlessly and continued to doze off on the sofa.
The three brothers looked at each other, then looked up at the sky, hoping for their master's safe return.
Thirty seconds later, Gao Ang floated next to the Mountain Eagle-1 satellite.
"You guys like looking for satellites, right? Let's play a game."
Grasping the large wings of the Mountain Eagle No. 1 with both hands, it pulled the behemoth high and began to change course.
A base in Shanguo.
"Oh no, Mountain Eagle 1 is changing its orbit."
"Position, direction, speed; predict trajectory."
"It's accelerating, and the calculated trajectory is... over the Arctic!"
The base was deathly silent. The Arctic? That's Saudi Arabia's territory; they have the most say there.
"Could it be that Saudi Arabia has developed a new space weapon capable of capturing other countries' remote sensing satellites?"
"Notify the higher authorities immediately!"
...
Gao Feng had no way of expressing his grievances about the chaos and disorder in certain departments of the mountain country.
He didn't want the satellite to be exposed so quickly, but he could only cover a tiny bit of space around himself and couldn't completely envelop the huge thing.
As for why the Mountain Eagle No. 1 was towed over the Arctic, he had given it careful consideration.
It's definitely not an option over the airspace of Dongguo; that would just be asking for trouble for our own country.
Needless to say, the West is an ally of that mountainous country.
Southern Austria? Nonsense, same as above.
Antarctica?
That's too far from his base. Reconnaissance satellites are already inferior to communication satellites, and with such a large distance, their communication capabilities will definitely be weakened.
After much thought, the Arctic seemed the most suitable location. It's Russian territory, so even if the Russians discover something unusual, it won't have a significant impact.
Saudi Arabia has long lost its former hegemonic status, and its own people's livelihood is a major problem, let alone developing its skies.
He wasn't worried about whether the Mountain Kingdom would retaliate against the Saudi Kingdom.
No matter what, Saudi Arabia was once one of the dominant powers on Earth, and it possessed just as many nuclear warheads as the Mountain Kingdom.
The mountainous country is hesitant to act rashly, so it's unlikely they'd dare to do anything underhanded over the Arctic.
Therefore, the Mountain Eagle 1 should be able to spend a period of peace over the Arctic.
With this buffer period, Gao Feng has enough time to build a complete space communication and surveillance system for himself.
Fifteen minutes later, the Mountain Eagle 1 was hovering over the Arctic.
The Saudi Air Force Command was thrown into chaos again, with even the launch pads of some nuclear submarines being erected.
At the same time, the note from the Mountain Kingdom was also delivered to the Saudi Arabian Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
After two hours of urgent communication, the two sides parted on bad terms.
The launch pads of the Saudi nuclear submarine were lowered, but the country rejected some of the unreasonable demands of the mountain nation.
...
"Your Majesty, please test the communication signal and see if it works."
Didi
"Beep beep"
"Hey, hey"
The three brothers, each with a satellite phone, began their busy testing and setup work.
Before ascending to heaven, Qian Sui copied a design blueprint of a signal transmitter that he had modified and gave it to Gao Ang.
During the time it took to move the Mountain Eagle-1 satellite, Gao Ang made some modifications to the satellite.
Other systems were retained, the signal receiving and transmitting systems were slightly modified, and the tracking system was removed.
In this way, the satellite became his expensive private satellite.
"Sir, the setup is complete. The navigation function is working perfectly, and the satellite phone communication is normal. You may depart now."
At 4 p.m., Gao Ang took off directly from Chang Ying Island and flew rapidly westward.
To avoid orbital interference with ordinary commercial airliners, he flew directly at an altitude of 20 kilometers.
With the top-secret channel of the Mountain Eagle One, he could confidently take out his navigation system to guide him, and at the same time, he could use a satellite phone to chat with his three brothers in real time.
"When I have time, I'll connect to the regular cell phone signal channel as well."
Theoretically, it is feasible; he could apply to launch a commercial satellite under the names of Dongsheng Health or Dongxing Power.
Then, by connecting this satellite with the satellite networks of the three major telecommunications companies, he could fly around freely using a regular mobile phone.
Moreover, there's no need to worry about being detected as abnormal, because all cell phone signals will be cut off and tracked by this commercial satellite.
At most, they know who the signal belongs to and what content it sent. They want to find out the location of the phone, but that's impossible.
According to Gao’s plan, his ordinary mobile phone will no longer rely on communication base stations, but will instead connect directly to satellites in the high atmosphere.
The signal is transmitted directly from his mobile phone to the satellite. After the satellite receives it, it searches for the target customer through the telecommunications company's own communication network. Once the customer is found, the signal is then transmitted out from the telecommunications company's satellite.
The same principle applies when others call Gao Ang, only the order is reversed.
If outsiders want to track him, they can only trace him to the telecommunications company and the satellite in the sky.
As long as Gao Feng does not connect to the satellite's data interface, none of the records on his phone will be known to outsiders.
Because his mobile phone communication does not rely on base stations, there is no issue of his whereabouts.
"Your Excellency, what do you think of my plan?"
He is the decision-maker, and Qian Sui is the executor. Whether it will work or not is up to Qian Sui, the tool, to judge.
"Yes, it's theoretically feasible. The only problem is whether the three major telecom operators will agree."
"That's what Chisui replied."
"If it works, then it's fine. You make a plan first, and when the time is right, we'll go for it."
As we talked, the little green dot on the navigation app got closer and closer to England.
However, when Gao Ang reached the skies above He Country, he chose to stop.
"To be honest, we should go to the Bethel family first. After all, Biob told us the address of their castle, while the Dort family is still completely clueless."
After muttering a few high-spirited words to himself, he reset the navigation and quickly found the castle that Biob had mentioned.
In the northern part of the country, on the north shore of Lake Bethel, there are indeed several stone buildings hidden in a lush primeval forest.
Hovering 5 kilometers above one of the largest castles, its brows furrowed in a haughty manner.
"Something's not right. There's nothing unusual here."
After scanning the castle inside and out, Gao Ang did not find the wizard that Biob had mentioned.
Forget about wizards, there aren't even a few vampires with abnormal physical structures.
Within the arena, the physical structure of vampires differs slightly from that of ordinary people.
It's not about the skeletal structure, but rather the composition and activity of the body's tissue molecules. Compared to ordinary people, their tissue structure is more compact, and their cellular activity is more stable.
These tissues and cells only become highly active and unleash unprecedented power when they engage in vigorous exercise.
"Your Majesty, have any people from these ancient castles gone out in the past two days?"
"No results found. There are no cameras or public Wi-Fi in the vicinity."
This aligns with what Biob said earlier, that they reported upwards level by level.
The most common peripheral organizations are tools for making money and have basically nothing to do with real vampires; most of them are ordinary people.
As the eldest son of the family, Biob had the right to report directly. Of course, the printed documents he prepared were for his meeting with his father.
"So, this is an organization dominated by old fogies...?"
After thinking for a long time, Gao Ang decided to use the word "organization".
What kind of bullshit vampire clan is this? It's a complete insult to the word "clan."
"Check the check-in records of hotels or guesthouses in which country, and see if there have been any new guests in the last few days."
Two minutes later.
"Sir, no. If these people received advance notice and fled, we estimate it will be difficult to make any progress in the short term."
Gao Ang nodded. "That's true. According to Biob, these old guys have lived for many years. It's no exaggeration to say they have multiple burrows."
However, even so, he had no intention of just slinking away like that.
Since we've come all this way, wouldn't it be a waste of our long journey of over ten minutes if we didn't go in and take a look?
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