In the dark and vast universe, a strange team of exiles is sailing silently. They are composed of some kind of huge aircraft, with a total of more than ten ships, and they seem to have been sailing for many years. Those aircraft
Their appearance is impressive. They have short and thick shells, covered with thick gray-black armor. Neat, scale-like additional structures can be seen on the armor. These scale structures tilt upward and look like many thick armors.
Blunt triangular spurs. The size of each aircraft is astonishing, with a scale of hundreds of kilometers. Because they are covered with thick and gloomy armor, when viewed from a distance, these aircraft simply look like a group of people floating in the universe.
Like a giant asteroid.
I don’t know how many years these aircraft have been sailing in the universe. Without exception, they all look extremely old and dilapidated. Although objects in space will not be weathered, these huge spacecraft have obviously experienced countless impacts, high temperatures, corrosion and plasma air masses.
The baptism of water, their uneven armor can be seen everywhere with large and small scratches and missing parts. On one of the most seriously damaged spacecraft, the severe trauma to the outer shell even tore off part of the armor layer, revealing what looked like a sponge underneath.
Hao Ren believes that this is probably the result of a powerful meteorite impact, or it could be worse. But even if the situation is so bad, the structures of these spacecraft are still basically intact, and sparse lights can be seen along their pits.
Various indicator signals were scattered on the surface, flashing in space. These lights did not make the entire fleet look more angry, they just made the team look weirder and miserable.
But the lights also show one thing: these ancient aircraft are still in operation.
This fleet is moving forward at a very slow speed. According to various traces previously discovered, it should have left the hyperspace state decades ago, then decelerated several times, and finally sailed at this low speed until today. They left the hyperspace state.
The reason for the space is not yet clear, because there is nothing for them to stay in this star area: there are no celestial bodies or ports of call that can be used for supplies, and there are no traces of civilization, only the ubiquitous faint
Purple stardust. Perhaps a mechanical failure forced these spacecraft to break away from faster-than-light travel?
The Giant Turtle Yantai slowly caught up with the fleet from behind the track cloud and approached one of the large aircraft. Although these aircraft were relatively primitive in technology, they were really huge in size. The Giant Turtle Yantai was like a hummingbird.
The black armored belts that stretched out one after another were hovering over the sky, and the pictures returned were all huge and rough ancient structures. There were some strip lights flickering on the surface of those armors, and the Giant Turtle Rock Platform number
The approach of the aircraft did not change the flashing pattern of these lights: the aircraft did not react to the approach of the unknown spacecraft.
"There is a radar illuminating the ship." Nolan's holographic projection enlarged and became life-size and stood next to Hao Ren. She didn't know when she changed herself into an image wearing a military uniform, reporting the situation like a starship adjutant.
"There are seven radar sources in total, from three different spacecrafts, but other than that, no hostile response was found, and no signal for weapon system activation was found."
Hao Ren looked at the picture from the external monitor. At this time, the Giant Turtle Yantai was slowly passing over a large aircraft. It was only a few hundred meters away from the latter's shell. He saw those rough metal shells.
Like a land of steel, it slowly retreated on the monitor screen: "Is there a contact signal?"
"No, I have sent an inquiry about the entire frequency band, but I have not received any response." Nolan shook his head, "But I intercepted the signals between these aircraft, and they still maintain communication with each other. It's just...
"
Hao Ren raised his eyebrows: "Just what?"
Nolan put the intercepted signal on the holographic projection, and Hao Ren saw that it was a large area of regular symbols and numbers. When these things scrolled rapidly, he found that all the contents were just mechanical repetitions.
"Each aircraft is sending these things mechanically. The basic meaning is to confirm their respective positions and system integrity, and nothing else. I suspect this is an automatic signal."
Nangong Wuyue swung her long tail and climbed up to the console, with a very interested tone: "So... the ghost ship?"
Hao Ren glanced at her: "Why are you so excited when you say ghost ship?"
"Fifty percent of the ghost ship legends in human history were transformed into sea monsters, and the remaining 50 percent were caused by sailors who got drunk." Nangong Wuyue raised the tip of his tail and shook it, "It turned into a ghost ship to scare people.
People are our race and culture, do you understand race and culture?"
"Forget about the Kraken who has never been to the sea in the first half of his life." Hao Ren waved his hand and pushed Nangong Wuyue aside, then nodded to Nolan. "Can you find the entrance to these spaceships?"
"Deep scanning shows that there is a groove at the waistline of the spacecraft below, which should be the entrance gate, but it is not large enough for the ship to enter: it is only a dozen meters wide."
Hao Ren smacked his lips: "Tsk... As a giant ship that is hundreds of kilometers long, this is really a shabby little door. Okay, let's go down, Nolan, you follow our signal, and you'll be outside after we get in."
Prepare the teleporter for our evacuation."
"Are you all going down?" Vivian looked at the people on the bridge. All the monsters and monsters who had been eating at Hao Ren's house were here today.
"Um... just a few, you and Lily, and then..."
Before Hao Ren finished speaking, Nangong Sanba suddenly took a step forward: "My sister and I will go there too. Hunters and sea monsters should be needed in a place like this."
Hao Ren thought for a while and felt that what Nangong Sanba said made sense: this was obviously neither the Guardian nor the traitor's spaceship, but rather a wandering fleet of a mortal race that had escaped from a world-destroying natural disaster. According to the fleet's
situation, the chance of becoming a ghost ship is quite high. What is needed in this environment is not high combat power, but people who are good at reconnaissance and search and adapt to various environments. Nangong Sanba is a demon hunter, and Nangong Wuyue has ever-changing water forms.
, it would be very suitable to explore the ghost ship.
Hao Ren handed the beans in his hand to "Gun", turned around and walked towards the transfer room: "The others will be on standby on the spaceship first, and we will go down together."
The Giant Turtle Yantai arrived at the suspected entrance and exit gate and stopped at a height of more than 100 meters away from the "iron land", while Hao Ren and his party appeared on the surface of the mysterious spacecraft accompanied by a beam of light.
There was almost no gravity on the surface of the spacecraft, and the group moved forward with the help of the auxiliary propulsion device. Hao Ren raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a slightly curved piece of black-gray steel stretching out in his field of vision. The stars in the distance shimmered and
The light gray interstellar dust cloud hangs at the end of the steel horizon like a stain on a distant curtain, and some sporadic lights are dotted on several protruding structures in the distance of the earth, shining slightly like will-o'-the-wisps.
"Deadly, lifeless..." Vivian muttered into the communicator, "I can't feel any breath of life."
Hao Ren pressed his forehead: "Terminal, shared vision."
The radar view of the data terminal immediately covered his human vision, and he saw that the "steel land" in front of him suddenly turned into a complex layered structure, with many orderly lines on these structures outlining the details below the shell.
Information. He found the location marked as the gate, and after leading the team closer, he found that it was a wide slope that sloped downwards. The slope did not extend very deep, and he could see that there was a particularly thick slope below.
metal barrier.
When everyone came to the metal barrier, Lily ran around quickly with her claws on the wall, but found nothing that seemed to be a control device.
"Partner, do you want to explode?" the data terminal asked casually.
"No, find some normal way," Hao Ren waved his hand, "What if there are still people alive?"
"I don't like studying this kind of thing," Lily muttered. "It's big."
Hao Ren didn't say a word, just searching for nearby clues through the shared vision. He could see the mechanical structure under the surrounding metal plates. Under the heavy steel covering, there were some relatively shallow trenches where pipes and pipes were distributed.
Lines, some of which should be the controller of the gate. The data terminal was much faster than what he analyzed. Soon the PDA found the suspected activation switch based on the line layout around the gate, and used eye-catching red on Hao
Mark it out in Ren's field of vision.
Hao Ren pointed to a metal plate on the wall next to him: "Dig this place up and be careful not to hurt the inside."
Lily immediately floated forward, waving her claws of ice and fire, a burst of golden light flashed out, and quickly removed the metal plate, revealing the complex and old cable and substrate structure behind it.
This device uses electricity.
Hao Ren found the key control circuit with the help of the data terminal. He carefully tore off the two cables from the base plate and waved Vivian over: "Put on some electricity, 28 volts DC."
Vivian: "..."
(Speaking of which, the voting for this year’s Forbes annual list has begun. Although I still don’t understand what the mechanism of this list is, I hope everyone can vote to support it. The year-end celebration of Forbes on the homepage of Dian Niang is, well, it should be.