“Finally found.”

Two minutes later, Arthur's voice finally rang.

Now, the Nebula and the Galapagos Islands are 3,800 kilometers above the Earth's surface, with no communication signals and no extra fuel.

The more you delayed it for a minute, the more nervous Nami was in her space suit and kept as calm as possible at the exit of the spacecraft.

When the situation was urgent, I closed the door. She warned herself that too much emotion was a stumbling block on the way to complete the task and even the rusty chain that dragged her into the abyss.

She looked up at the starry sky, and there should be many stars, but now there is not. The sunlight is not dazzling. Under the cover of the helmet mask, the dazzling light of the stars will not really hurt her eyes, but this did not prevent her from understanding that the current situation was not optimistic at all.

Compared with the moments when she looked up at the stars in the past, the stars above her head seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with her. In the past, they were dense and filled with endless vitality.

Like everyone, Nami knew that they had the ability to go to any star they saw, and in the universe, human wisdom was comparable to the legendary gods.

But now, she was trapped, and the feeling of powerlessness lingered in her heart, stuck in her throat like a towering mountain top. She wanted to break free from this feeling of discomfort, but she could do nothing.

This is a bad feeling that cannot happen on tens of thousands of days and nights of the Mir.

At this moment, Nami began to doubt and worry, restarted the World Heritage List, blew up the earth, and saved the solar system.

The hope that she puts on her will eventually be trapped in this place, trapped in the space station of human beings more than two hundred years ago.

The space station is like a disc, spinning on its own, with a slow speed. It still shines when it enters the sunny surface.

Around it, that is, the orbit above or below, there are wreckage of spacecraft and satellites that have retired but are still moving passively in orbit.

Low Earth orbit has always been the first ladder in the field of planetary space. The spirit of human scientists condensed here has become residual fragments and memories of past times on the orbital scale.

For a well-trained student, it is not difficult to think about the issue of time and space span, but leaving this space now really makes Nami's mental exhausted.

During the few minutes Arthur asked her to wait, she recalculated the remaining fuel in the spacecraft, and as expected, they didn't have much time left and could use less fuel.

If the battery pack can be repaired, it may be able to start the backup energy. This is a reasonable attempt, but if you use broken solar wings to charge it, you may have to wait until the end of the day.

Nami didn't plan to wait, and the residents of Mars couldn't wait either.

"Finished, are you here?" Arthur's voice appeared again.

"Finished-the key?"

Arthur: "Yes, a handle is right near the hatch. I think it was supposed to be fixed on the wall, but then it floated up and was embedded behind an aging metal plate. The good news is that it has not deformed at all. I now have to open the experimental cabin door and enter the core cabin from the laboratory cabin."

Nami: "Be careful, Arthur."

"Don't worry." Arthur said while turning the key. The structure of the key was long, about forty centimeters long, and was placed on the circular device on the left side of the hatch door, tightly sewn.

The process of turning the handle is not difficult. Hold your right hand tightly, push your left hand upward, and turn clockwise, and the hatch door quietly opened.

"Start circuit detection, hope there is no problem with power supply."

"Of course, it looks pretty good here, doesn't it? At least for now..." Nami was a little optimistic.

"The circuit system has been tested, I think Nami can come and have a look."

"OK, Galapagos Islands, now two Namiki and Arthur Lin enter the experimental module of the space station at the same time."

Nami turned around in mid-air and accelerated slightly to Arthur's side.

The core cabin door has been opened, and Nami exclaimed: "Is this the technology from two hundred years ago? My stars."

"Yes, this is the light of the aerospace industry." Arthur was a little proud. He knew that his ancestors had participated in the preliminary manufacturing work of the Nebula Space Station. The complicated circuits and various instruments here were the crystallization of people's intelligent work at that time.

These things are still in operation today.

It's a bit incredible... Humans have given up their connection with the earth, and these surviving spacecraft have long since withdrawn from the space age due to their outdated technology.

The starting line of the human aviation industry in the near-Earth orbit has long been left behind.

"Do you find it strange?" Arthur asked.

"Freaky? Are you talking about the core cabin or?"

"Listen, there is sound, it is the sound of electric current."

Arthur checked everywhere, while Nami carefully distinguished what Arthur said.

Hiss...hiss...hiss...

"Are there anyone else here?" Nami thought of the impossible alien creatures, and then explained to herself: "We have never discovered alien life until now, Arthur."

"Finally found it, it's a radio communication device. Nami, a data collector!"

Nami immediately understood what Arthur meant. If the early data collectors were still working, it meant that they would find a lot of things in the data collectors of the Nebula space station.

It may be useless, but it may also be that they can discover some news about the earth.

"You should know that you don't have too much hope. The data collector is far less meaningful than the ones that are built with a battery."

Although Nami said so, she still analyzed the data collector, and then they discovered something incredible.

——

Nebula Space Station, I am Miranda, an engineer at Lake Baikal.

"Miranda?" Nami looked at Arthur in surprise.

"Miranda was one of the pilots in the first World Heritage List project. At that time, the segmented spacecraft should have been disconnected..."

After Arthur finished speaking, he signaled to continue listening.

"Martian 186, Earth... Sorry I can't remember it. This may be the last message I sent to the Nebula Space Station. I have completed my mission and found the huge destructive weapon left on Earth. As we all know, the energy it uses is so huge and destructive. It is enough to start a chain reaction to blow up the earth. This is the power to destroy the planet, not much stronger than that. The purpose of this power is far beyond the level required to destroy the planet.

Perhaps as my father and I said good night story, human technology sometimes does not need to consider the purpose, and just because it can reach that level, someone is willing to devote everything to achieving them.

Such a weapon may have been born under such crazy and persistent thoughts.”
Chapter completed!