Hanxi City, Guangming District, high-rise residential building.

A middle-aged man named Sun Liancheng stood on the balcony, humming a song while adjusting the astronomical telescope and planetary camera.

He is the former leader of Guangming District, and because of his unsuccessful career and discouragement, he is idle at home.

His usual hobby is to study astronomy, and he often takes the children of the Children's Palace to see the stars, and occasionally takes some photos of the stars and uploads them to the forum of astronomical enthusiasts.

Today, he is ready to photograph the moon.

The mirage broke through the clouds, broke away from the Earth's orbit, crossed the vacuum, and descended on the center of the Moon's Jinghai (a lunar basin, 1,700 meters below the surface of the Moon), and began to spew gray mist, which formed a complex complex of ancient Oriental style.

A human-girl-like lifeform, hidden under a thick mist.

Professionals from the various regional aeronautics and astronautics agencies have made countless efforts to try to detect beneath the clouds or contact the mirage directly.

It's a pity that all kinds of scientific instruments can't see through that cloud.

Whether it's UV/Vis cameras, NIR CCD cameras, laser altimeters, high-resolution cameras or charged particle telescopes, gamma-ray spectrometers, magnetometers, neutron spectrometers,

When sweeping through a vast cloud comparable to a crater, you can't get any data feedback, it's like encountering an information black hole.

Out of consideration for the safety of the earth (the tidal force of the moon is related to the marine ecology) and the stability of the people, the space agency has accelerated the lunar exploration project, and launched the lander carrying scientific instruments and communication instruments to the northeast of the moon and landed on the edge of the Jinghai Cloud Palace.

Finally, according to the space agency, the lander sent back some important information after entering the Jinghai Cloud Palace, but soon lost contact with the special relay communication satellite outside the earth's orbit and the surface command center.

The originally set program of "automatically leaving Jinghai Cloud Palace after losing contact" also seems to have failed.

As for the content of the important information, it is probably that the Jinghai Cloud Palace has no entity, and the energy fluctuations are very stable, and there is no serious threat to the human race for the time being, please rest assured.

Although the aerospace departments of various regions unanimously agreed to confirm the situation of Jinghai Cloud Palace and Mirage as soon as possible, landing on the moon is not as simple as going out to buy groceries, even with strong financial support and all kinds of novel technologies brought back by the killing game.

The lunar landing and manned landing projects still have to be carried out slowly and cannot be carried out immediately.

The clouds in the Jinghai crater are not static, but change from moment to moment, and sometimes through the thin clouds, you can see the Jinghai Cloud Palace complex below, which has also changed.

Astronomy enthusiasts take photos of the moon every day and upload them to online platforms to record the appearance of the complex.

"I don't know what kind of photos I can take today..."

Sun Liancheng muttered to himself, slowly adjusting the height of the tripod.

The balcony door behind him opened, and Sun Liancheng's son Sun Pengmiao, who was still in junior high school, came over with two cups of hot coffee and handed one to his father.

Under the influence of Sun Liancheng, Sun Pengmiao also developed a strong interest in astronomy since he was a child, won the second prize in the Hanxi Youth Astronomical Science Competition, and his photos of stars have also appeared on the cover of magazines many times.

In the real world, Sun Pengmiao has excellent academic performance, sensible and obedient, but his personality is relatively withdrawn, he does not have many friends, and he usually likes to study computers, astronomy, mathematics or something.

On top of ordinary life, Sun Pengmiao has two other identities - hackers, and players.

If you describe it more precisely, it is probably the 181st place in the personal combat power ranking, Lv21, [Asynchronous call · LAN], the fifth seat of the syndicate disciples.

Compared with the image of a frail teenager with a pale face and a thin body when he played the role of LAN,

Sun Pengmiao in the real world is undoubtedly much more normal,

He watched his father adjust the camera and took a slow sip of coffee, "Dad, my scholarship for this semester is coming down, so add some New Year's red envelopes and change it to a big black one." This little black has been used for several years. ”

The small black refers to the Xingda BKP150750 telescope, and the big black is its large-aperture high-configuration version.

"You can keep the scholarship for yourself."

Sun Liancheng said casually: "Dad doesn't need you to buy it." When it's on sale, I'll buy a large-caliber APO..."

I didn't see you buy it last time it was discounted?

LAN slandered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

"By the way, the final exam is coming soon, and you may not be able to sneak up at night to play games."

Sun Liancheng slapped his arm and drove away the mosquitoes on his hands,

Tilting his head close to the planetary camera, he chattered: "There is a direct promotion class in the middle school attached to the Normal University, and the teachers in it are very strong. You're going to take the high school entrance examination next year, you may not be slacking off, it's best to be admitted to the direct promotion class, the learning atmosphere can be better, and let your mother usually say less about me taking you to run around and play around. ”

Hey, then you still told me to get up in the middle of the night to shoot the moon with you?

Leaning on the balcony, the corner of his eyes twitched, he slowly drank his coffee, his mind moved, and the mosquitoes hovering around the residential buildings on this floor seemed to have some sense, and naturally flew away.

"Hmm..."

Sun Liancheng, who was completely immersed in astrophotography, did not notice everything in the outside world at all, he looked at the Jinghai Cloud Palace that gradually became clear in the lens, and sighed with emotion.

The universe is vast, time and space are infinite, compared with the eternal nebula, what are human beings, and what are the flies and dogs and moths that are indulged in intrigue and intrigue encountered on the road, but they are just ant dust...

LAN on the side looked at a small cobweb under the eaves of the balcony in a daze, a little distracted.

In the last video game script world where time flowed at an unusually fast speed, he had forgotten all his memories for sixteen years, even longer than "Sun Pengmiao".

If that life is counted as age, he is now in his thirties...

Syllable.

There was the sound of chair legs rubbing against the ground beside him, and LAN turned his head to look, only to see Sun Liancheng standing up suddenly, his eyes still leaning against the planetary camera, but his face was full of surprise and disbelief.

"This, this..."

LAN'S BROWS FURROWED, A FAINT LIGHT LIT UP IN THE DEPTHS OF HIS EYES, AND HIS FIVE SENSES SUDDENLY EXPANDED.

His gaze swept across the sky, strengthening his vision dozens of times, and he instantly saw the source that made Sun Liancheng so stunned - the vast sky, above the moon, the Jinghai Cloud Palace slowly disintegrated,

In the center of the cloud palace, a giant dragon head composed of clouds and mist stretched out, silently staring in the direction of the earth.

"That's a dragon..."

Sun Liancheng's words came to an abrupt end, his consciousness was affected by the spiritual power released by LAN, his pupils dilated unconsciously, his expression of shock returned to calm, he stood up silently as if sleepwalking, turned around and walked into the bedroom, and fell asleep beside his wife.

LAN didn't look back, and continued to stare at the moon, his expanding five senses letting him know that his father had returned to the bedroom, and the whole house was filled with a barrier of spiritual power released by LAN.

The strength of the mirage on the surface of the moon is unfathomable and immeasurable, and for a legendary life of this level, it is dangerous for mortals to just stare at it.

How long has it been? The mirage hasn't moved...

[The teacher asked me to tell everyone to land in the square.] 】

In the friend system, a message notification was sent from [Out of Control]

LAN took a deep breath, "What's wrong? Something to do with a mirage? 】

[I am only responsible for conveying it.] 】

Out of control replied.

LAN'S LIPS PURSED SLIGHTLY, AND SHE GLANCED AT HER PARENTS WHO WERE SLEEPING SOUNDLY IN THE BEDROOM, AND HER FIGURE DID NOT DISAPPEAR IN PLACE.

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At this moment, there are not only astronomy enthusiasts like Sun Liancheng who are observing the moon.

The aerospace agencies of various countries set up observation stations in various places to automatically upload the abnormal information to the extraordinary affairs management agency, and in ten minutes, the information was reported layer by layer, and countless phone calls were dialed.

The ultra-high-resolution photo of the dragon head of the Jinghai Cloud Palace sent back by the LRO Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter appeared on the high-level desktops of the extraordinary affairs management agencies in various places.

On the walls of the corridor of the Secret Service Headquarters building, warning lights glow red to symbolize the highest hazard level, and employees wearing Secret Service uniforms rush through the corridor to return to their respective posts.

Whew-

A breeze blew through the hallway to the door of a dormitory on the upper floors of the Secret Service headquarters building.

The wind stopped suddenly, and Zhu Xuemin's figure slipped out of the wind.

Holding a stack of freshly printed photographs of the moon, he took a deep breath and knocked on the wooden door of his dormitory.

"Enter."

A calm voice did not come from inside the door, but sounded directly in the ears.

Zhu Xuemin took a breath of turbidity and put his hand on the doorknob.

Click.

The door opened, but it was not an ordinary dormitory, but a vast mountaintop scene.

The lush forests, the misty clouds, the soft soil under your feet, the crisp birdsong you hear, and the watery forest air you breathe all suggest that this is not an illusion.

At the top of the mountain, there is a simple octagonal viewing pavilion, and a zither and an incense burner are placed on the stone table in the pavilion.

Behind the stone table, a figure in a white dress stood, looking out at the mountain scenery in the distance.

Zhu Xuemin stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the viewing pavilion, not daring to look directly at the back of the white dress, and hesitated how to speak in his mind.

The relationship between the other party and the contemporary different society is too complicated, should he be called senior sister? Or should it be called Shizun? Shizu?

"The dragon is fine."

The figure in the white dress, or Su Nisheng, answered Zhu Xuemin's question before he could speak, "She's just vigilant." ”

"Alert against what?"

Zhu Xuemin asked subconsciously, and immediately reacted to his tone, and hurriedly added later, "Master." ”

Su Nisheng didn't look back, and said lightly: "There is something, trying to penetrate the wall." ”

"Walls?"

Zhu Xuemin fell into doubt again, but in the next moment, Su Nisheng's figure had disappeared in place, leaving only a breeze that disturbed the white smoke rising from the incense burner.

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Two hundred billion kilometers away from Earth, there is no deep space that any human has set foot in.

A door, without warning, appeared in the void.

The door appears to be made of wood, with a pink surface, and the doorknob is made of round metal, which looks unremarkable.

The doorknob turns slowly, and if it's not in a vacuum, there should be a clicking sound.

The door is pushed open from the inside,

A round spacesuit, more than one meter tall, walked out of the door - the door also shone with bright starlight, but judging from the distribution of starlight, it definitely did not belong to the star field where the solar system is located.

The inside of the suit's mask is lit, and with the help of the light, a penguin-like creature can be seen inside, with blue feathers on its back, white feathers on its chest, a long and narrow beak, and a red and white checkered tie tied at the bottom of its neck.

“...”

The penguin floated in the void, looking around, and soon found its target in the vast starry sky.

A deep space probe manufactured in the seventies of the last century, using isotope thermoelectric generators with a mass of 815 kilograms.

Voyager One.

This probe has seen the aurora on the back side of Jupiter, taken color photos of Saturn, looked back at 6 billion kilometers away from the earth, and took a group photo of each planet in the solar system - the earth, which has carried countless lives, gave birth to brilliant civilizations, and has been imposed by human beings with various sacred meanings, is shrouded in the light of the sea of stars, just an inconspicuous light blue dot.

Voyager 1's plasma subsystem ceased to function thirteen years ago, the planetary radioastronomy experiment came to a standstill twelve years ago, and its data tape drives, gyroscopes, and various scientific instruments have long since ceased to function due to lack of energy.

If there is no accident, in five years it will fall into an irreversible slumber because there is no electricity to supply any single instrument, and it will lose contact with humanity forever,

Like a drifting bottle, he walks lonely towards the depths of the universe until he is picked up by the next "person".

The penguin, named Achille, floats silently in the void and pulls out a strangely shaped pocket watch.

His calculations were accurate,

This door appears in front of Voyager 1's trajectory,

The numbers on the pocket watch beat wildly, clearly showing the real-time distance between the two sides.

As the clock ticked by, the probe, which once carried humanity's hopes and ambitions, approached and zoomed in.

Eventually, fifty meters to the side of the door, it swept by.

No human notice that the pocket watch is surrounded by a large and gentle electric energy,

As Voyager 1 swept by, electricity poured into the ancient astronomical probes that had fallen into a slumber.

The instrument reactivated, the data began to transmit, and all the man-made information carried by Voyager 1 was clearly reflected on the mask of Akili's spacesuit.

Among them is the gold-plated copper record with greetings and music in 55 human languages.

"It's a gift from a small, faraway world. It contains our voices, our science, our images, our music, our thoughts and feelings. We are trying to live our time, into your time..."

Aki whispered the greeting from the record in English in full English.

In the depths of his black eyes, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed, and he gently closed the pink wooden door, opened it again, and the starry sky outside the door changed again, as if this door could freely pass through the planetary field and descend anywhere.

Achille walked through the door and closed it again.

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The moon surface, the still sea, the cloud palace.

The mirage dragon head formed by the clouds silently stared at the deep sky sky.

The dartle, who was sitting cross-legged on top of the dragon's head, seemed to sense something, and said lightly, "He has arrived." ”

Hearing this, the mirage dragon head slowly sank, carrying the drought to the bottom of the clouds, and swooped down rapidly, close to the ground of the still sea.

There, at some point, there was an extra pink door, standing quietly on the lunar soil.

Standing outside the door, Achilli looked up at the huge dragon head that swooped in, and his expression was not flustered.

Rumble!

The dragon formed by the solidification of the clouds and mist landed on the surface, and the ground trembled and cracked.

The dragon's head drooped slightly, and the marble slid down its scales to the ground, looking blankly at the penguin in the spacesuit in front of it.

The edges of Achille's beak twitched into a smile, and he bowed pompously in his round spacesuit, "Hello, the strongest of the crystal wall system.

I have traveled from the void to peace. ”

“...”

Dryfish clasped his hands in front of him, looked Achilli up and down, and said lightly: "I'm not a strong person, you're looking for the wrong person." ”

"In the present moment when other great beings have either died or died or fallen into a deep slumber and have not yet fully awakened, you are the Crystal Wall Strongest."

Akili smiled, "The battle for the gates is about to begin, and I wonder if you've already chosen your agent."

If not, I can recommend a few of them..."

"She's already chosen."

The voice came from behind, and a middle-aged man in a suit with a gentle expression and almost no features came from the lunar soil, who was none other than the professor of the syndicate.

A look of disgust appeared on the Dryfish's face, and the mirage narrowed its eyes unkindly, spitting out two long streaks of mist from its nostrils.

The professor stopped at the right time and raised his hand helplessly to show that he was not hostile.

Achilli looked at the professor with some surprise, and there was a special rhythm in the other party, which was very similar to Achilli.

Natives who have broken through the crystal wall system?

No, although the aura is very weak, the man in the suit should be another shuttle, but he has been on Earth for too long to lose most of his breath as a shuttle.

"The immortal species that are still awake on this planet have already chosen their own substitutes."

The professor smiled at Achilli and said, "I would like to take the liberty of asking, is the last Crystal Wall contract still valid?" ”