Yang Xi's projection was pushed to the side, and a strange middle-aged man appeared in the communication window.

Although he has the same physiological characteristics as the Earthlings, but his skin color is slightly dark red, Duda is still sure at a glance that he is not Earthlings. This is an instinctive sense of rejection of aliens.

His eyes were also on the front, and the bridge of his nose was slightly curved. He had lush hair and a very thick beard. However, among the earthlings, there were many bearded people, which were thicker than him. When he opened his mouth to speak, Duda saw that his lips were also red. There were teeth in his mouth, tight and white... Everything seemed to be no different from those on earthlings.

The middle-aged man seemed to be suppressing great pain, speaking slowly, and often had to close his eyes, accompanied by frequent physical spasms. The language he spoke was something Duda had never heard of, so he could only respond with a shaking head and a confused expression. The middle-aged man finally couldn't hold on to the dissipation of his physical energy and fell head-on in front of the communicator.

Duda saw that the hangar gate had been opened and a number of lunar rovers were galloping out. Their destination was where the triangular fighter jets landed. Duda was paying attention to the landing of the moon's surface while looking for other suspicious situations.

This person who came out of nowhere should be on the moon.

It is very likely that it was because of his landing on the moon that the bombing of the moon by a fleet of twelve fighter jets.

The fighter pilot walked out of the cabin, raised his hands high according to human rules, and looked forward. It seemed that the landing process was very smooth. Duda turned to the radar and scanned the surface of the moon. A small red dot soon appeared on the radar, under a mountain of the moon.

"Commander, discover the enemy plane's pursuit of the target," Duda said, "below the Caucasus Mountain on the Moon, it should be a wounded alien human."

"Don't act rashly. I'll send a car over there. You should first watch the surrender work here." Yang Xi seemed to have become the commander-in-chief of the moon military, and he was familiar with dispatching troops to make people go to the Caucasus Mountains to find survivors.

Duda said he obeyed the order and watched closely watch the captured alien land on the rover.

The Moon Caucasus Mountain is not far from Hangar 1, and soon another search team found the survivor Duda mentioned. It was a spacecraft that looked like an armored vehicle. If the trapezoidal cabin was removed, the main body of the cabin was like a matchbox. The spacecraft looked like an earth-moon shuttle. Considering its sled-like chassis, it looked like an enlarged sled car.

The shuttle was directly driven back to the base by the search team members.

When everyone entered Hangar No. 1, the entrance slowly closed, the artificial gravity field started, air infusion, pressure balance... Soon people could take off their space suits and easily observe aliens. The captured alien looked at the instruments similar to watches on their wrists, and took off their helmets without mind.

This is also a human face.

Compared to the injured person who was rescued, his complexion was lighter and more like a descendant of American Indians.

——Can all the intelligent life in this universe be in the form of human beings?

The prisoner of war was not tall, about 1.8 meters tall, about the same height as the soldiers around him. The space suit on his body looked soft, unlike with extremely high protective power, and did not carry self-defense weapons, and they cooperated very well in all aspects. Until he saw the red-skinned alien being carried out, he suddenly shouted out of control.

In the absence of language, it is easy to be regarded as a madman. The soldiers around him nervously pressed the prisoner against the gun with their guns, and at the same time signaled him to be quiet. Due to the consistency of the physiological structure, he quickly understood what the soldiers meant and gradually became quiet. While moving forward, he still turned back and stared at the injured alien and shouted a few times.

The injured alien was wrapped in a cloak. Duda stepped forward, lifted the cloak, and found that it was loose clothing similar to cotton and linen, with a black belt tied around his waist. He was soon attracted by a pendant on the belt. It was a piece of metal tube, with a silver-white overall, frosted surface, with a seal at one end and a black hole at the other end, with a diameter of about 3 cm and a length of about 30 to 40 cm.

Duda signaled the warrior to carry the aliens to treatment first, and took the metal tube to Zheng Ran's laboratory.

"Look at this." Duda placed the metal tube on the operating table.

Zheng Ran put on protective goggles, carefully touched it with a graphite rod, turned it slowly, and recorded the metal tube.

"The entrance of this cave seems to be some kind of generator." Zheng Ran said, "it doesn't look like a long-range weapon."

Duda looked at the projection screen. The lens penetrated through the hole, and a thin tube was embedded in the metal tube, which seemed to have ring marks on it. Zheng Ran swept with an energy meter and shook his head at Duda: "There is no energy reaction."

Duda held this piece of metal tube in his hand and suddenly thought of the Ming Dynasty Miaodao I saw when I went to a museum in college.

——My association ability seems to be a bit too far...

"What kind of weapon is this?" Duda held the metal tube up and down with both hands and waved it casually.

Zheng Ran doesn't need to answer.

The embedded metal tube slid out smoothly with a gentle wave. It was thin at the top and thick at the bottom, and the whole weapon was like a magnified instruction stick. Duda had a hint of doubt in his heart. Since he took the metal tube, he had been playing with it in his hand, and the embedded thin tube had no movement at all.

Is it because it accidentally touched the mechanism on this handle?

Duda was about to receive the handle before his eyes, a "buzzing" sound came from the air, and a bright blue light burst out suddenly, condensing outside the thin tube.

Both in the laboratory were shocked.

"This is the legendary lightsword!" Zheng Ran held his glasses and came over.

Du Da quickly swung the sword away to prevent Zheng Ran from accidentally committing suicide by hitting the sword.

"Shouldn't a laser energy body be produced directly?" Du Da danced a sword flower, "There is a metal body inside."

"What you are talking about is science fiction." Zheng Ran hurriedly found a piece of experimental metal for Duda to cut it open to see how sharp the lightsaber was. "I designed a real lightsaber when I was studying, and my idea was very similar to this one." Zheng Ran took a step back and "used superconductors to condense electrical energy and form a sword blade. Unfortunately, no humans had not invented nanobatteries at that time."

Duda focused on the mixed steel ingots on the experimental bench and slowly cut them down steadily from three centimeters above the steel ingots.

The steel ingot melts into iron under the blade.

"This... is so unscientific!" Zheng Ran shouted in shock, "The melting point of this steel is above 2500℃!"

"It means that the energy of this sword has exceeded this degree after it has been converted into heat energy." Duda was also shocked, and held the hilt tightly, erecting the lightsaber.

"Then how do you explain the problem of not transferring heat?" Zheng Ran actually discussed science seriously.

Duda knew that he would come up with the thermodynamic laws that were difficult to talk about, so he focused all his attention on the lightsaber. He approached the lightsaber carefully, and almost as long as he could touch the light of death a millimeter, he still couldn't feel the heat contained in the lightsaber.

"No calories." Du Da didn't know where Zheng Ran had said, but just insert it directly anyway.

"Because its energy does not diffuse! This is unscientific! If this can be true, then the second law of thermodynamics will be completely overturned! Are you listening to me?" Zheng Ran held his head with both hands and rubbed his hair desperately, as if he wanted to scratch his scalp so that his brain could get out and breathe.

"I think," Duda said, "the facts are right in front of me. It's not a big deal to overturn one or two laws. By the way, I'll see what happened to the alien... Also, do you think the static electricity in the air is relatively high? I'm always numb."

Zheng Ran stopped to go crazy and frowned: "No, there is no static electricity in the laboratory. Just look at the anti-static floor under your feet and you will know."

"Well... I always feel a little strange, I'll leave first." Duda was still thinking about how to put away this sharp weapon, the energy of the lightsaber suddenly cut off. As the buzzing sounded, the water-blue sword light disappeared, and the metal thin tube in the middle also entered the hilt of the sword.

"Sure, it seems that it likes me very much." Duda carefully put the lightsaber in his pocket and walked out the door.

Zheng Ran lay in front of the operating table and shouted loudly: "Look at these residues! The heat energy is not even transmitted in the steel! This is unscientific!"

Duda had closed the door and ran downstairs quickly.
Chapter completed!