God knows how big the underground base in Area 52 really is, and the elevator went for another five minutes before it finally stopped.

After the elevator door opened this time, the world that appeared in front of Chen Feng's eyes was a different taste.

In the center of the large, curved metal domed hall is the twin-axed ship.

Under the bright lights, the highly streamlined twin-axle ship shines brightly.

The ship is said to be wrecked, but its appearance is undamaged and brand new.

The shape of the ship resembles a sailboat supported by two pontoons on the left and right.

Barrel-shaped engines on each side of it look like two torpedoes.

The engine, which is thirty-three meters long, is a closed structure and has no turbine inside.

Chen Feng is very clear about the structural principle of this engine.

The first half of the straight tube is the force field generator.

The force field principle is somewhat similar to that of a curvature-like engine, but its performance is mediocre, and its ability to isolate cosmic dust is poor, with a top speed of only one-third of the speed of light, and an outrageously long acceleration time.

The second half of the straight cylinder is the injection engine, and the main injection medium is the residual reactive material after the battery is burned and supplied.

Yes, although this is an old antique, there is also a twin-engine construction.

Counting the third anti-gravity engine, then it is a triple engine.

The crew compartment is in the middle and is an olive-shaped structure with a length of 25 meters.

From time to time, a few researchers in overcoats patrolled around the ship with instruments and put them on to test the material.

Chen Feng only looked at the ship briefly, not paying much attention.

Instead, he focused most of his attention on the structure of the underground base itself.

There are dozens of doors inside this hall.

Obviously, there's more to the underground than just this hall.

He took a closer look at the dome structure, and subconsciously calculated the base structure, lighting, ventilation system, supply of living materials, and so on.

Although Chen Feng piloted a two-axle ship in the 31st century, this underground base was no longer available at that time, and it was a great pity that he could not get a glimpse of the 52nd District base that countless people could not ask for in the 21st century.

Well, he actually has voyeurism too.

"Mr. Chen, as you can see, this is the world's most mysterious and cutting-edge research project in Area 52. We have more than a thousand elite people from all walks of life working around the research project to crack this alien ship. I bet no one on this planet knows more about aliens than we do. Mendelssohn said with an eyebrow raised.

Obviously, before Chen Feng came, he had carefully prepared a welcome speech.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was a little stuck, because he reacted that Chen Feng's description of quantum materials science in "Crazy Conjecture Collection Version 3.0" really accurately described the material essence of the shape of the ship.

Mendelssohn believes that Chen Feng has never seen this ship, nor has he ever known that there is such a terrible material in the world that can self-repair across space, and he has found the core of the problem from a theoretical point of view.

This is the skill of a true master.

I'm making an axe at the class gate, making a joke.

Chen Feng paid attention to the scale of 1,000 people he said, and was silent in his heart, which almost means that the construction cost of Area 52 is at least 10 billion US dollars, and the annual operation and maintenance cost will reach hundreds of millions of US dollars.

And that's not even taking into account the investment in cutting-edge analytical equipment, which is immeasurable.

If the base is built on the ground, the construction cost can be saved by at least 70%, and the operation and maintenance cost can be saved by 50%.

He was saddened by this.

A thief will always imagine others as thieves, and would rather burn money for nothing than keep secrets to this point, for fear of being discovered by other countries in the world.

What a reason for this?

"Mr. Chen, this is part of my analysis report. I didn't find any offensive weapons in this ship. If you look at this half-life report, it's a chronological analysis of the terrain below when we found the ship's hiding place. ”

Chen Feng looked down at the report in his hand, there was nothing new, he knew everything.

Mendelssohn was still agitating and analyzing, "This ship was already on Earth 10 million years ago. And it doesn't have any weapons with it, that's the support of my argument. I think the civilization behind this ship is full of goodwill towards humanity. It should be an observatory, and it may also invisibly lead our civilization forward. ”

Chen Feng was noncommittal, and then pretended not to know and asked, "What about the people inside?" ”

"There were no people, no corpses. We deduced the alien body shape based on the structure of the chair. It's unmanned, but it's placed on Earth, similar to what we dropped into Mars. ”

Chen Feng spread his hands, "Okay." ”

Mendelssohn's argument that the universe is friendly is underpinned here.

Chen Feng agreed with some of his views, and the fans were indeed quite friendly.

However, good people do not live long, and they will plague thousands of generations.

Of course, the fans may just be destroyed by the worse villain before they have time to do bad things.

Chen Feng knows more.

Twin-axle ships did settle on the earth tens of millions of years ago and went 75 kilometers underground.

The ship's crew has long since left, but the brain inside it is not turned off, but quietly monitors the world through neutrino scanning, and then the brain will transmit the collected information back to the home planet of the mystery through the quantum network, or somewhere else.

Chen Feng is not sure whether the Mystery Clan ships played any important role in the birth and evolution of mankind.

But future researchers generally believe that the Mystery Ship is very firmly in the role of a pure observer, commonly known as doing nothing.

The ship's energy supply is mainly dependent on the extended solar wings.

Millions of years ago, the Mystery Civilization was forced to get involved in a tragic war with the Compound Eye Civilization, and was finally defeated and destroyed.

Since then, the twin-axle ship has lost contact with the main control computer of the Fan Clan, and has become ownerless.

Perhaps since that time, the earth has entered the field of vision of the compound eye civilization.

But at that time, humans were only Homo erectus apes who had just learned to collect wildfires, and the earth was in a complete civilization vacuum, and there was no value in captivity.

However, although the twin-axle ship has lost its controller, its intelligent brain still faithfully executes the observation command.

In 1947, the twin-axle ship was supposed to leave Earth and return to the Mystic base as originally planned.

It quietly burrows to the ground and rises into the atmosphere, while sending signals to the parent star or base through a high-frequency quantum network, waiting for positioning and traction.

Something happened.

It did not wait for a signal from its parent star or base, and at the same time encountered extreme lightning during the night.

Because of the tens of millions of years of underground lurking, the ship's energy is insufficient, and after being hit by lightning many times, it is hit by lightning many times, and the shield is automatically activated, which eventually leads to insufficient energy supply.

It begins to follow a predetermined self-protection procedure to prepare for its return to Earth's surface, while spreading its solar wings to recharge with its nighttime glimmer, and will re-launch to disengage from the atmosphere during daylight the next day.

But the black swan effect continued to work, and in the process of falling, it was concentrated by anti-aircraft missiles.

If the shield has enough energy, the destructive power of this anti-aircraft missile is not even worthy of tickling it.

However, at this time, it just happened to lose its shield due to a lack of energy.

The missile destroyed its solar light wing and directly caused it to crash into the city of Roseville before being "captured" by federal forces.

This is Chen Feng's analysis of the world-famous "Roswell Incident" that he saw a thousand years later, and added speculations from his own understanding of the Fan people, and finally came to the analysis conclusion.

Master Chen believes that this is basically in line with the facts.

While chatting, the group walked under the twin-axle ship.

Chen Feng looked at the open door of the ship's crew cabin, and praised it rarely, "It's not bad, no wonder you know that there is no weapon system in it." By the way, how did this door open? ”

Mendelssohn said with a little embarrassment: "It exploded during a nuclear test." The door was badly damaged at the time, but it was repaired on its own. But opening and closing are the norm, so we keep it on. If you accidentally turn it off, I'm afraid you'll have to blow it up again. ”

Chen Feng rolled his eyes wildly, and he really wanted to give Mendelssohn a thumbs up.

You're ruthless enough, and you're not afraid of blowing it up.

Well, he finally knew the secrets that he hadn't been able to find out in the historical records a thousand years later.

Nuclear testing opens the door.

Yes, it's showy.

I think it's too embarrassing, so I didn't save any paper documents, and it was only passed on by word of mouth.

"Okay. If the AI in the Mystery Ship completely shuts down and self-destructs due to the running out of energy, then your bombing will definitely do a great job. ”

Mendelssohn's face turned redder.

Yi Lun was particularly good at capturing the information in Chen Feng's words, and hurriedly asked, "Fan Clan? ”

Chen Feng coughed lightly, "The alien race we don't know about is like a puzzle, so I just named the other party the Fan Race, how about it?" ”

Ellen and Mendelssohn nodded at the same time, "Great." ”

The assistant even hurriedly took out a pen and paper to write down the name "Fan Clan".

Several people entered the cabin.

The wall structure is silvery-white metal, and it has a silky cool feeling to the touch.

Mendelssohn explains: "This metal is incredible, it's like life. ”

Chen Feng smiled and was noncommittal.

If the artificial intelligence in it is still "alive", then in a sense, the ship is really a life.

The cabin space is very narrow and compact, and there are no living areas, all of which are workshops filled with various integrated equipment.

The door of the workshop is very narrow, only half a meter high and only more than 20 centimeters wide, which is obviously not reserved for people to enter, but like a common access port on industrial equipment.

Chen Feng knows why.

In fact, under the crew compartment of the mysterious ship, there is also a storage compartment filled with various types of robots.

If there is a problem with the equipment in the function room and it needs to be manually repaired, Fanzu should directly control these robots through brainwaves to drill into it and implement semi-artificial and semi-intelligent repairs.

However, the embarrassed 21st century scholars can't blow open the door of the storage warehouse, so they don't know at all.

They can't just experiment inside the ship, that's too much.

Walking inside, the group went down, got through a small doorway, and finally entered the cockpit.

The cockpit of a mysterious ship is very different from that of a human ship, and there is no visual horizon at all.

Later generations of technicians analyzed that it may be that the visual imaging mechanism of the mysterious body is different from that of humans.

Humans have always relied heavily on visual observation, while fans are more superstitious about cameras or the data provided by monitoring instruments.

There were six or seven people crammed into the cockpit, and it was very crowded.

However, the cabin space is different from that of human aircraft in the 21st century, and there is no complex operating instrument panel at all, only a few strange metal balls.

In front of the round ball is a small chair.

The chair is made of hard pure metal, and the comfort of sitting on it is outrageously poor.

The technicians also speculated on the shape of the chair to simulate the size of the fan.

Mendelssohn placed his hand on a ball that protruded hundreds of tiny arcs of wire.

"Mr. Chen, you can try it, this arc is a little numb when it touches the palm of your hand, we speculate that there may be information transmitted from it, but we can't identify it."

Chen Feng's pupils shrank, and he finally became interested.

He knows a lot about the arc, which is a means of neural linking, and there's a lot of information in it.

But by the time humans could read this information in the twenty-eighth century, the ball was really just a ball, and there was no reaction.

This phenomenon means that the brains in this ship have not completely stopped!

He quickly pulled Mendelssohn's hand away, "Don't touch, don't waste energy!" Let me. ”