bioinnovel Chapter 436 4 Minutes!
Chapter 436 4 Minutes!
The moment the quantum entanglement channel was connected, Zhang Yan's consciousness was stretched into a thin thread.
It's not a metaphor.
The system panel showed that his brainwaves were being forcibly compressed, turning from a three-dimensional information stream into a one-dimensional data packet, and then transmitted to a distance of 1.5 million kilometers via entangled particle pairs.
The process took only 0.7 seconds.
But Zhang Yan felt as if an eternity had passed.
When his consciousness re-emerged, what he "saw" was not the metal interior of the Suzaku cockpit, but a black void composed of data.
The spatial coordinates of point L2 are in the center of the field of view, and the Suzaku's body structure appears in the form of a wireframe.
The sub-core is located in the chest cavity, where a dark blue light flickers.
A system notification sounded in my mind.
"Consciousness access successful. Control of Suzaku transferred. Time remaining: 4 minutes and 09 seconds."
Zhang Yan wasted no time getting used to it. He immediately pulled up the list of Vermilion Bird's weapon systems.
The two plasma cannons have run out of ammunition.
The twelve interceptor missiles were used up in the previous battle against the space projection outside the door.
The close-in weapon system has 300 rounds of ammunition, enough to intercept only 30 meteorites.
not enough.
127 meteorites, traveling at 12.7 kilometers per second, were scattered within a fan-shaped area with a diameter of eight kilometers.
Conventional weapons simply cannot stop them.
Zhang Yan switched to the power system interface.
The Lieyang power furnace is currently operating at 37% load, with a reserve energy capacity of 62%.
He stared at the 62% for half a second.
Then enter the command in the system.
"Overload mode activated. Target power: 180%"
The system displayed a red warning.
"Warning: The current design limit is 135%. Exceeding this threshold will result in permanent damage to the furnace core and a 94% risk of the unit disintegrating."
"implement."
The Vermilion Bird's blazing solar power furnace began to roar.
Zhang Yan could "feel" that energy being forcibly compressed deep within the furnace core, and the thirty-six mystic crystals emitted a piercing resonance sound under overload operation.
Temperatures soared, the coolant on the inner wall boiled and vaporized, and the pressure gauge needle veered wildly to the right.
The power jumped from 37% to 80%.
100%.
120%.
The system started spamming the screen.
"Warning: Energy overflow in the third ring."
"Warning: Shield generator overloaded."
"Warning: The casing temperature exceeds the melting point."
Zhang Yan ignored all warnings.
150%.
165%.
180%.
The light from the furnace core pierced through Suzaku's armor, and the entire mecha burst into flames in space.
This is not a metaphor, it's real combustion—the alloy on the surface of the machine begins to sublimate at extremely high temperatures, and the particles are swept up by the plasma field, forming a golden-red halo.
"Firewall protocol unlocked".
Zhang Yan activated the Vermilion Bird's shield generator.
This thing was originally designed to block cosmic rays and tiny debris, with a designed defense radius of 300 meters.
He changed the radius parameter to ten kilometers.
Then pour all the energy in.
The shield deployed.
It is not an invisible energy field.
With 180% power injected, the shield materialized—a plasma cloud with a diameter of ten kilometers exploded at L2 point, blooming like a giant golden flower in the darkness.
Time remaining: 1 minute 47 seconds.
A swarm of meteorites crashed in.
The first one.
The meteorite's surface began to melt the instant it came into contact with the edge of the plasma cloud.
At a speed of 12.7 kilometers per second, it lasted for 0.3 seconds in plasma at 100,000 degrees Celsius.
It vaporized.
The second one, the third one, the tenth one.
All vaporized.
Zhang Yan stared at the sensor data.
127 meteorites, each leaving a white trail in the plasma cloud before disappearing.
90 seconds later.
The last meteorite turned into a cloud of high-temperature gas and dissipated into the void.
A system notification sounded.
"Threat eliminated."
Zhang Yan didn't relax; he glanced at Zhuque's status panel.
The Lieyang power furnace has 12 core cracks, three loop circuits have melted, and the standby energy reserve has been reduced to zero.
Shield generator, permanently burned.
The outer shell of the aircraft suffered 43% sublimation loss of its surface armor.
But the subcore is intact.
enough.
Zhang Yan switched off the overload mode, and the roar of the furnace core gradually subsided.
The golden plasma cloud began to dissipate, and the Vermilion Bird hovered at point L2 like a charred bird, its body covered in wounds.
He prepared to disconnect from consciousness.
A new prompt suddenly appeared in the system.
"Directional communication signal detected. Source: Proxima Centauri direction."
Zhang Yan stopped.
Signal access.
It's not words, it's sound.
It was very low, as if it came from the deepest part of the world.
"interesting."
Just two words.
Then came silence.
Zhang Yan knew that someone was waiting for his response outside the door.
He didn't speak.
I waited for three seconds.
The sound rang out again.
"You burned down a mech to save a node. Was it worth it?"
This time, Zhang Yan spoke up.
"The Vermilion Bird is still here."
"Can it still fly?"
"able."
silence.
"You've locked yourself in a cage," the voice said. "For a hundred years. You thought you'd won."
"I didn't think so," Zhang Yan said. "I know."
Communication was lost.
Zhang Yan disconnected his consciousness.
The moment he returned to the Antarctic ice sheet, his body fell forward.
The Thousand-Arm brace held him up against the rock face, preventing him from falling to the ground.
The system panel was flashing wildly in my field of vision.
"Warning: Consciousness relapse shock. Immediate rest recommended."
Zhang Yan used the Thousand Machine Arm to support himself and stand upright.
He glanced at the communication module.
There are already seventeen messages about Nie Qingcheng.
"Zhang Yan".
"answer."
"I've seen the Suzaku data. Are you still conscious?"
"Try not replying to me."
Zhang Yan took a deep breath and started typing.
"Yes. It's all taken care of."
Three seconds later, Nie Qingcheng's voice call came in.
Zhang Yan answered the call.
"Are you alright—" Nie Qingcheng's voice was tense.
"fine."
"The system indicates you are experiencing a consciousness reversion shock. What is your current state?"
Zhang Yan looked down at himself.
My right hand is shaking, not from fear, but from the side effects of forcibly compressing my consciousness back into three dimensions.
"I can walk," he said.
"I'll have Qin Xiao arrange for someone from the research station to pick you up."
"No need. I can come up myself."
"Zhang Yan," Nie Qingcheng's tone turned cold, "behave yourself."
Zhang Yan paused for a moment.
"it is good."
He mounted the black scorpion and began to ascend.
1800 m.
System restored.
The moment the call connected, Nie Qingcheng's voice came through.
"The other five nodes are all in position. Qin Xiao and the others are waiting for your instructions."
Zhang Yan glanced at the system panel.
All six gates and six celestial anchors have been activated.
L2 point, sub-core ready.
The seventh node has been connected to the gate network.
Everything is ready.
"Tell them," Zhang Yan said, "to activate the delay field."
"receive."
Nie Qingcheng hung up the phone and switched to full-channel communication.
"Attention all units, countdown to start of delayed field array."
"ten."
Zhang Yan rode the Black Scorpion through the ice.
"Nine."
The support personnel at the research station are already waiting on the surface.
"eight."
He emerged from the ice. The frigid polar wind rushed towards him.