Black Technology Monopoly

With the last countdown on the radio, on the screen above everyone's head, the three gigantic transition engines have completely turned into three invisible afterimages, and the huge circle in the center rotates rapidly. The ball also flashed black under strong pressure!

That's right, it's black!

As if all the light was swallowed up, endless black spread like ink, this is the last scene in everyone's eyes. In the next second, the entire large screen suddenly flickered with countless snowflakes, and immediately fell into darkness!

Quantum communication was completely interrupted after the spacecraft entered subspace!

"The radio telescope group reports the situation." This was originally expected. Although quantum communication was against the sky, it had not reached the level of transmission across planes. At this time, Mark Dawson looked unchanged and gave an order.

"Coordinates, the target disappeared!" A staff member's ten fingers almost turned into afterimages. He kept pressing the keyboard, and the data flowed from the screen like a waterfall. He paused, and said again, "The target has been confirmed. A large amount of electromagnetic radiation was detected before disappearing, and many unknown reactions are being analyzed ... "

"Very well, it seems that the experiment did not happen unexpectedly." After hearing this, Mark Dawson was finally relieved, and there was a hint of joy on everyone's face. Although there was no joy, it also began. High-five each other.

Zhang Heng nodded secretly. The quality of this team is obviously a lot higher than those of the astronauts in the real world. This is the power of the bottom line. Many of these people are old team members who radiate the plane. It is the original human survivor of deep space amnesia, whose technical strength is far higher than reality, and their ability is beyond the reality a large circle.

"Her commander, do you need to rest next?" Everything came to an end temporarily, and Mark Dawson came to Zhang Heng and asked.

"No, I'm not that weak." Zhang Heng waved his hand, took out two cigarettes in silence, and threw one to Mark Dawson, smiling slightly in the other's flattering look, "It's too early to say success, As for what is going on, it won't be known until an hour. "

After sending Mark Dawson away, Zhang Heng gradually lost his thoughts.

For human beings, the subspace is undoubtedly mysterious and unknown. In fact, he does not even know whether the subspace of the "Black Hole Surface" plane and the subspace of the "Radiation" plane are the same. A place, or just as there are countless planes in the universe, the number of subspaces is unlimited. If this is the case, then the situation will probably be more complicated.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng secretly sighed. The curse left him too little time. If he can give him a thousand years, he even hopes to lead humankind to conquer the entire galaxy. Even if it only gives him a hundred years, he is confident. Any known curse!

It is a pity that extravagant hope is always extravagant. It has been more than two years since he got the dimensional star. Now, two years is too short. It is so short that he can hardly do anything, and the premonition obtained from him. He can sense that the advent of the curse is only less than a year away.

in less than a year. This is an imaginary number, that is to say, maybe the curse will happen in the next moment, or it will happen more than half a year later. As for the specific time, Zhang Heng is not a god, and he cannot predict it.

The cigarette **** in his hand was annihilated, Zhang Heng rubbed his eyes, and for some reason, a strange itching sensation suddenly appeared inside his eyes, as if two seeds were gradually sprouting, spinning, and then expanding silently. Come on.

Zhang Heng tried to open his eyes, but what he saw was still dark. Obviously, his eyes did not grow well. The reaction just now is like the growth of bones in adolescence, which is a kind of subtle growth. It's not going to happen overnight.

The electronic clock on the wall changed little by little, and it quickly arrived in an hour. At this time, with Mark Dawson's order, everyone returned to his post, everyone looked at the screen above his head, waiting for the final Trial.

A minute passed and nothing changed.

Ten minutes later, everyone started to look at each other, his face showing a bad hunch. Perhaps this is the first sub-space voyage in human history, or will it end in failure?

The expressions on everyone's faces were even more sloppy. Only Zhang Heng was still sitting silently in his position and could not see the slightest expression.

"There is still a chance, after all, no one has entered the subspace in human history, maybe there is some kind of interference in it." Mark Dawson depressed everyone's discussion with an unquestionable look, "And even if it fails, That ’s nothing, after all, there are very few successful experiments in history. As pioneers of exploring the unknown, you must always plan for the worst! ”

Everyone nodded secretly, there was nothing wrong, subspace navigation itself is a kind of far surreal cutting-edge technology, just as Zhang Heng created a plane shuttle device according to cats and tigers, although it can be made, it is really necessary for the Stellar Foundation Of scientists explain why this device can shuttle the plane, and those scientists can only obliterate with two eyes. This is not something that can be explained by modern science, even if it is developed as a deep-space amnesia plane.

But at this moment, suddenly, the person in charge of the quantum communication group saw in the light of his eyes that new data began to flow on the console in front of him, and he turned his head subconsciously, suddenly showing a surprise, His Excellency Mark, the quantum communication facility detected a signal response near Pluto! Someone sent a connection request! "

"Receive the signal immediately!" Mark Dawson shuddered, and he yelled with excitement, "Connect me! Everyone moves, I want to know what just happened!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded immediately, almost instantly. The people who were still lost immediately seemed to be fighting chicken blood. Everyone glowed with 300% enthusiasm. Through quantum communication technology, soon, both parties Communication connection established again!

Suddenly, the picture above his head flashed again, and everyone subconsciously held his breath. Even Zhang Heng raised his head and swept towards his head with his mental strength!

Above the head, after more than an hour of interruption, those dozen pictures appeared again in front of everyone!

"The transition engine is intact, nothing abnormal!"

"The anti-gravity engine is intact, no abnormalities are found!"

"The nuclear fusion reactor is intact, with 75% of the energy lost, which is 3% more than expected!"

"Everything in the spacecraft is normal, the synthetic humans have normal physiological activities, and no abnormalities are found!"

The members of the responsible team kept reporting the situation on the spacecraft. Under the order of Mark Dawson, the pictures were quickly focused on the previous group of synthesizers who acted as passengers.

In the screen, these synthesizers sit quietly in their seats as before, without any change.

Synths are called synths, that is, their physiological structure is almost the same as humans. The only difference is that they are produced from the 3D printer assembly line. They are not naturally bred, and they have no self, just like a robot. Only the command will be executed.

At this time, the crowd carefully observed the group of synthesizers, and it was not until after all synthesizers were confirmed to be abnormal that Mark Dawson breathed a sigh of relief.

"His Excellency, everything that was filmed during the previous submarine voyage during the transition has been transmitted back to headquarters and can be viewed at any time."

"Very good, the observation team began to view the transition image, and the rest of the people continued to experiment with me." Mark Dawson continued to order, "The next step is the second step, the experimental spacecraft from Pluto orbit again into subspace, Until the return journey to geosynchronous trials ... "(to be continued ...) 2k novel reading network