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Chapter 323: The starry sky as far as our eyes can see

Accompanied by the vinyl record "all of the stars" as the melodious background sound.

The chaotic scenery outside the window also began to clear.

The thick fog of the Lost Sea gradually weakens.

The constellations spanning the gap between the sky and the deep sea become increasingly clear in the distance.

The clear and transparent night sky is like a mirror filtering out all impurities, condensing the deep but delicate stars.

Then, they were reflected in the boundless waves of light.

Among them, Jupiter, surrounded by star rings, is closer than other stars.

Jiang Menghan said softly:

"Callista (Amalthea) and Callisto (Thebes).

It was only in 1979 that human civilization observed Jupiter's relatively bright and thin "main ring" for the first time through astronomical systems.

But probably no one can think of it.

Only five years after the beginning of the 21st century AD, we can look up to such romantic and magnificent scenery with our own eyes."

For a beautiful girl with a cold personality.

Such a speech is probably already a very high praise.

Su Wen also nodded slowly:

“As Professor Brian Cox once said:

Whether it is diffuse nebulae, galactic planes (hotkeys), massive stars in cantilever galaxies, or every planet or satellite that only reflects the afterglow beam passing through the corners of the vast universe.

They witnessed the birth and death of stars.

These ancient beams of light are messengers from the distant past, and each one brings a story.

A story about the origin of the universe.

Perhaps the Lost Sea, as a chord in the physical background of the real universe, can prove this process for us."

at this time.

This town on the edge of the world.

The never-ending steam workshop accentuates the painting that should belong to the Victorian era, and the bright stars finally pass through the thick fog and condensed clouds.

The two of them read the landscape of the Lost Sea in silence amidst the melodious vinyl music.

then.

Su Wen rationally opened the book in his hand:

“Most of the Kuroshio disaster that has ensued has been resolved.

But there are still a lot of residues, and I need to go to the workshop area tomorrow.

The experiments at the Jupiter Observatory are left to you to discover."

Jiang Menghan nodded:

"NASA would never have imagined that the Jupiter statue they were looking for would be installed on the Wiltings.

but.

In just one day and one night, the first destination of the American federal organization will appear."

“The Faroe Lode Islands off the coast of Detroit.

Is it right?"

Su Wen did not raise his head, but turned the page in his hand leisurely.

"After the attack on the Cleveland Mine.

If they no longer turn their attention to the Faroe Islands, which are frequently hit by Kuroshio disasters, then their plan to reshape the Brinton Woods system after the Extraordinary Century will come to an end.

Besides.

I have provided the US military with an extremely good opportunity to enter.

I think those greedy profit-seekers won’t want to miss this opportunity.”

They exchanged their experiences today.

As the thick fog condenses again, it isolates the real star cluster from the deep sea on the border.

The lounge decorated in Baroque style is also lit by warm gas lights.

In the lower level of the slums or steam workshop area of ​​the Jupiter Observatory Island, Hannah was holding the crystal inlaid with blue light that Su Wen gave her to treat those people who were contaminated by the shallow black tide.

The vast majority of residents here actually don't have time to look up and admire the Lost Sea for only a few minutes a day.

most of the time.

Just surviving is already very difficult for them.

the other side.

Nelson, a travel photographer who had met Suvin on the Colin sailing to Samoa, sat at the hotel window.

There was a portable terminal placed in front of him and connected to the laptop he carried with a cable.

With the arrival of the point of clarity, the information blockage of the Lost Sea disappears.

Rows of data are uploaded immediately.

He pushed up his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his expression serious.

But in the end he didn't say a word.

In the Wiltings Bar.

The bartender in a suit who looked like a butler was wiping the table, while Captain Jerome was slumped in the booth of the sofa. The middle-aged man casually grasped the rum bottle placed aside.

He looked drunk, but he hadn't stopped drinking yet.

Instead, he laughed and said:

"Mr. Terry, the Captain Morgan rum here tastes really good.

I am twenty years younger, and I feel like being a sea pirate here would be pretty good.

The old Australians who drifted here in the 17th century have really amazing taste.

However, the next route also intersects with their drifter town.

When I get there, I have to take a good look around their liquor store."

Hear Jerome say that.

The elegant old man in a suit who was wiping the wine glass and meticulously dressed in a suit did not answer his proposal. Instead, he paused and then said in a calm tone:

"A guest is coming."

At this moment.

A muscular man in black attire suddenly opened the door of the bar.

The force was so strong that the door frame shook slightly.

"Mr. Captain, I have a business I want to discuss with you."

Saw him coming.

Captain Jerome leaned on the sofa and his voice became colder:

"The lackey coming to Saunton?"

"Don't say it so harshly, Captain.

I just have a cooperative relationship with them."

then.

A rum bottle flew before his eyes.

boom!

Accompanied by a spurt of wine.

Jerome just raised his glass and pointed at him and responded with one word:

"roll!"

at this time.

The entire Lost Sea or the border of the real world constellations has begun to have undercurrents due to the entanglement of many real world forces.

Although due to the energy field warping of wide-area string theory, most pioneers in the real world cannot accurately feel changes in time scales.

But there will always be people recording what happened on rustling papyrus.

then.

sink them into the night.

Su Wen packed up the letter he had just finished writing and preparing to send to the future.

Then, he asked the girl in the next bed next to him:

"Are you ready to sleep now?"

Jiang Menghan's long, smooth hair like a waterfall had spread out. She rubbed her eyes that were a little unable to open and answered softly:

"Um."

"Then,

Good night."

Su Wen said gently.

At the same time, he turned the gas lamp above his head.

The dim lights went out and everything fell into night.

Early next morning.

Su Wen sat at the table by the window of the hotel and tasted a simple Western breakfast. Then he briefly separated from Jiang Menghan, put on his black coat and headed to the Jupiter Observatory workshop area.

After making sure you are not being followed.

He came to the door that looked like an old piece of iron that had been welded irregularly.


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