Chapter 514: Nine and Three Sixths
Chapter 514: Nine and Three Sixths
It's unimaginable to cram intelligent life into a single-use probe and launch it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć There is no active space, no life support system, not even basic artificial gravity in the info detector. The only thing that can play a role in safety is the thick layer of boron-lead alloy, and at most the outer layer of gold leaf.
But even this metal tube head made of boron-lead alloy is not very safe, because no one can guarantee that this space can made of boron-lead alloy will survive safely. A high-speed probe can easily poke a hole in a space can, even if it hits a finger-sized asteroid debris.
Not to mention the cryo-dormant system that doesn't know when it failed. The dormant system consumes a lot of electricity in the process of resuscitation, and in the process of cell resuscitation, the temperature must not rise too quickly, otherwise the cells will be broken directly before they have time to release the stored stress. As a result, the life inside the dormant pod was split into a puddle of slurry and disgusting fragments that could not be seen in their original form.
And for the detector, electricity is the least guaranteed part. In particular, the plutonium battery, which has been used for an unknown amount of time, has always been intermittent and cannot provide a stable current. Even if it is provided, it is difficult to meet the energy expenditure during the recovery process.
"Be careful, be careful, don't break it. Oh, watch out for the plutonium battery, it's powering, don't cut it off. Also, you have to pay attention to the sleeping pod and take it gently. Who, do you call taking it gently? I'm about to be pinched by you! Are you used to pinching cans usually......" In the seventeenth starport, two Xingtian mecha carefully dragged the main body of the probe to the experimental bench not far away. Two experimenters in white lab coats were running as fast as they could while pulling their voices, and they kept telling each other.
Immediately after detecting the vital signal, the command center ordered the Kurunze squadron to return quickly, while recovering the main body of the probe, which was about to crumble into pieces, to the mothership for further processing. In order to deal with this "alien test subject", the research department following the mothership immediately set up a temporary experimental platform in the starport of the mothership 17 to deal with the alien who was about to be finished.
This kind of ship-mounted scientific research department exists in most reconnaissance fleets, and generally consists of five or six scientists of different specialties to form a research team, and the main members are a few scientists plus their students, and the total number will not exceed 15 people. These scientists are mainly from the four academies of the Golden Crow Fleet, and such an operation counts as a field internship in the scientific department.
During their absence, reconnaissance ships often encounter all kinds of strange things, and the role of the scientific research department is to conduct on-the-spot analysis of these strange things and obtain preliminary results. It is also a process of screening, during which unimportant things are discarded or sent to secondary research departments, and important ones are contacted by the Salvation Organization's scientific institutions and disappear.
The seventeenth starport is not very large, and it can even be said to be very mini. There are only three spacecraft docking points in the entire Newport, and only small ships such as small landing ships and light destroyers can be docked. Most of the remaining space is used for shuttles, so there is little traffic, and the temporary experimental platform is best placed here.
"Care, care! Yes, go a little to the left, then to the left, okay, hold on...... Yes, that's all, put! As soon as the probe approached the ground, a fully armed experimenter wearing a white radiation suit quickly jumped out from the side, holding a silver-white metal plate in his right hand, and carefully scanned the metal can from top to bottom.
"How?" Soon, another heavily armed experimenter approached and looked at the metal cans that were still full of stardust and asked.
"It's very surprising, you can see it yourself, a little mentally prepared!" The person who spoke was in a heavy mood, and then the image inside the can was peeled off layer by layer through a holographic projection and displayed in the air.
"Ah...... Brain...... The head??? The woman's characteristic scream rang out, and then asked in a puzzled voice.
"That's right! There is no intelligent life in the can, no, there is no complete intelligent life, it is a brain, a brain soaked in liquid nitrogen. It should be a primate's ......"
Inside the alloy tank was a smaller container made of titanium alloy, and then a layer of space was filled with nitrogen, which wrapped a cylindrical jar with a length of thirty centimeters and a diameter of about twenty-five centimeters. Inside the jar was extremely cold liquid nitrogen, in which a bare brain was suspended up and down. Above the empty brain, something resembling electrodes and wires almost fills the brain, but preliminary scans show no indication of the production of electrical signals for brain activity.
As the temperature rises, liquid nitrogen begins to volatilize into a gas that fills the outer nitrogen interlayer. In the diversion tube near the innermost storage tank, the liquid slurry of some biological land is also slowly heated and melted, and the preliminary test shows that the ingredients inside are nutrients used to maintain cell activity, which is often referred to as culture medium. A possible role should be to replenish the brain with nutrients after the liquid nitrogen has been emptied and filled into a tank of liquid nitrogen.
The amount of this medium is not much, and at the other end of the catheter are three metal cylinders like hydrogen cylinders, which should have been filled with such a culture medium. But now that the two bottles are completely depleted, the remaining one is less than a tenth of it left, and it will soon be completely used up. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the brain in the tank is frozen.
"The external power supply is ready, we have temporarily built a stable power supply, the current and voltage adaptability are more than that of the old plutonium battery, just simulated in the semi-intelligent assistant program, no problem at all" When the seventeenth starport was busy around the space cans, Henry Sdorf, who was in the command center, received a message from the head of the damage management team.
In addition to repairing the damage of the battleship during the war, the damage management team is also responsible for the production of materials for the warship's internal war factory together with the logistics department during the cruise, and this temporary power supply is temporarily made after receiving the information from the reconnaissance team. The production process is also very simple, call up the corresponding drawings from the database, modify the parameters slightly, and then use the industrial machine to print it, the whole process takes less than ten minutes.
"Click!" As the hard link between the power supply and the metal tank is established, a steady stream of energy begins to be delivered from the power supply to the metal can. Sure enough, the plutonium battery power was too small, and after changing the power supply, the recovery speed of the hibernation chamber in the metal tank immediately accelerated, and half an hour later, as all the liquid nitrogen was drained and the temperature rose to normal temperature, a sound of data activation sounded.
"Click, click......" is a bit like a self-test of the program. From the external hologram, the data flow accelerates from slow to fast, and currents of different sizes begin to rush into the integrated circuits, and then information and communication instructions are sent out from the metal can.
"Nine and three-sixths reactivated, waiting for command ......" (To be continued.) )