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Without waiting for General Jiang's response, An Xiaotian made up his mind and immediately closed his laptop, walking out of the room.
All the equipment from the previous move was stored in the hidden house guarded by Xiao Zhongda. Not only that, but the research on Antimatter Energy was also being conducted inside, in collaboration with Xu Yicheng and Xiao Zhongda.
As he walked across the garden's grass, An Xiaotian grew increasingly anxious. He truly didn't know what would happen next; he would rather believe that a mysterious person was toying with him than accept that the Satellite Bureau might actually be in trouble. Finally, he broke into a jog, pushed open the back door of the garden, and rushed towards the hovering drone in the air as if greeting an old friend.
"The issue of storing Antimatter isn't a problem," Xu Yicheng said, sitting at a desk in the hidden house, quickly calculating while surrounded by drafts of energy reserve and conversion calculations. Xiao Zhongda dropped a tablet at Xu Yicheng's feet and looked up at him without blinking.
"We need to create an Arc Disk Magnetic Field to contain the Antimatter, and it should be able to switch magnetic poles like a generator, directing the Antimatter into a fixed outlet so that it can annihilate with Positrons! Boom! Just a tiny bit of it could keep your Battle Armor operational for ten years," Xiao Zhongda expressed his thoughts passionately. However, Xu Yicheng seemed deaf to his words, still focused on his calculations.
"Hey? Are you even listening to me, Doctor?" Xiao Zhongda asked, clearly dissatisfied.
"Your idea is good, but can you guarantee that the Antimatter won't collide with anything else when it's being extracted? Even a slight deviation in magnetic field strength could cause the Antimatter to veer off course and collide with matter. You should know the consequences," Xu Yicheng replied, throwing aside another filled draft paper as if relieved and reaching for another blank sheet to continue writing. "Also, have you considered where to install the Arc Disk Magnetic Field on the Battle Armor? What size would be necessary to effectively store Antimatter while ensuring that human movement isn't restricted and that chemical reactions won't pose a threat to life? Have you thought about these?"
"Uh..." Xiao Zhongda was momentarily stumped by the questions. He suddenly felt deep admiration for this scientist before him. "But at least my plan is theoretically feasible, right?"
Xu Yicheng straightened up, about to say something more when suddenly there was a loud banging sound against the wall of the hidden house. Xiao Zhongda jumped up in surprise and flapped his wings angrily. "Which low-quality human is that? I can't stand uncultured and ignorant people!"
Xu Yicheng followed Xiao Zhongda to the door. When they opened it, they saw An Xiaotian anxiously pounding on an invisible wall, shouting something as he clearly waited impatiently.
"Oh no, it's your captain," Xiao Zhongda quickly activated the unlocking procedure. When the door opened, Xu Yicheng stared blankly at An Xiaotian's furious expression; honestly, he had no idea what An Xiaotian was doing here.
"Wow, what a rare visitor! Come in, high-quality talent~" Xiao Zhongda teased with a pointed wing gesture towards inside.
"Where's my partner?" An Xiaotian asked without even glancing at Xiao Zhongda, directing his question at Xu Yicheng.
"Huh?" Xu Yicheng was taken aback by this question and thought there might be some action happening again. "Everyone's gear is in the basement of this house. Do you need it now?"
"Take me there," An Xiaotian replied without further explanation. "There's something going on with Yang Meng."
"Xiao Meng?" Xu Yicheng led An Xiaotian toward the entrance to the basement level. "How could that be?"
Ten minutes later, the skylight of the hidden house opened remotely. Dressed in his Fierce Eagle armor, An Xiaotian shot into the sky, accompanied by a roar as he flew towards City S.
City S Suburb - Satellite Bureau Branch - CNC Technology Application Center
"See? I told you our Technical Division Two's observation results were correct," said the Deputy Director of Technical Division Two proudly. "The flickering here isn't due to frame drops; it's generated from cosmic space."
In the final verification process, they confirmed that there was indeed an issue with flickering in the footage. Yang Meng stood behind everyone from Technical Division One, secretly smiling wryly—after all, he was the first one to raise doubts.
In Building Three, almost every floor had various precision computers set up. Due to its unmanned intelligent management system, only robots following fixed routes for routine checks drove around on tracked vehicles; most of the surfaces were covered in dust. With Technical Division Two's Deputy Director saying this, everyone felt it was settled and hurriedly escaped from their dusty rooms.
"Can we leave now?" a chubby uncle nervously looked around. "This place feels so eerie; it’s like nobody comes here yet it’s built like a haunted house."
"Huh?" A female colleague beside him looked at him disdainfully. "Are you afraid of those sweeping robots popping out from around corners?"
"Go to hell! Am I really that cowardly?"
The tension that had gripped everyone dissipated, as if they were merely on a sightseeing trip. However, the Director furrowed his brows, trailing behind the group while smoking slowly, lost in thought—he was most afraid that his worst fears had been confirmed. There was a flickering presence in the cosmos, consistently appearing at the edge of the Solar System, and the direction of the Fast Radio Burst aligned with the location of this flicker...
Wait a minute, did other countries not see this flicker? The Director found it hard to believe, yet so far, no news outlet had mentioned it.
"What would I do if I were them?" A question floated into the Director's mind as he tried to imagine possible methods of traversal. They must be doing everything they could to evade Earth's gaze upon the universe, like a rocket waiting for its launch window, always prepared...
The only possibility was that the internal Human had been evading all human space telescopes since entering their field of view—they were waiting for the right moment, approaching in a spiral manner.
In other words, the only reason they could be captured by their flicker was due to a miscalculation in their crossing trajectory; they escaped the view of other telescopes but fell into China's "Heavenly Eye."
"Hey? What's wrong, darling?"
Yang Meng's voice interrupted his thoughts. The Director turned to look at his secretary, who had been silently following him. He knew that they were the only two people here who were aware of the truth.
"Where are you?" came An Xiaotian's voice from the other end of the line.
"I'm... at the Satellite Bureau working overtime. What's up?"
"You need to come out; I'll pick you up."
"Huh?" Yang Meng couldn't understand. "Is there something at home? Or what?"
"Just listen to me; I'll explain when you get here." An Xiaotian was searching for the location of the Satellite Bureau on his holographic computer inside his armor, several orange-yellow windows bouncing around at the edges.
"Oh dear, I'm at work! I'm at the Fengta Biotechnology Center today; you won't find me." Yang Meng walked to the window and gazed at the horizon.
Upon hearing Yang Meng's words, Xiao Ling immediately pulled up the address for the CNC Technology Application Center at the Satellite Bureau. An Xiaotian quickly locked onto the location and continued persuading Yang Meng: "Come out quickly, okay? I'll take you home."
"I already said I'm working overtime!" Yang Meng was confused; An Xiaotian hadn't explained what was happening either. "I have to hang up; we still need to check some documents."
"Mengmeng!" An Xiaotian's window showed that Yang Meng's contact had been disconnected. This made him even more anxious; the Thruster on his Fierce Eagle armor roared to life as he deployed mechanical wings and activated mini auxiliary thrusters, charging into the clouds.
Following the Director's orders, all technical staff left with several vehicles responsible for transport, leaving only the Director and Yang Meng to converse with the Safety Officer on duty who was conducting machine inspections.
"We need you to connect this device to the Control Lock terminal." After conveying the Director's message to the Safety Officer, Yang Meng took the USB drive from him and said, "This is our only option left. Even if we can't find anyone with malicious intent, knowing their methods would help. If someone can bypass all authorizations and attack our last line of defense, they're not simple."
"Interesting... I haven't seen anyone whose hacking skills surpass mine," replied the Safety Officer as he adjusted his hard hat and plugged in the USB drive. All network protection technologies here were provided by their security department; over decades, many had attempted to breach their defenses but none had ever reached the final layer.
Yang Meng and the Director watched as the Safety Officer began with simple operations—opening the USB drive...
"Ah?!" The Director was the first to react. "Where are the folders? The password generator... where did all those plans go?!"
Yang Meng was also taken aback: the USB drive contained only some things that were hardly used anymore!
"What happened?" the Safety Officer turned around, looking quite helpless as he asked. "Isn't this your dedicated drive for storing confidential information? Could it have been swapped?"
The Safety Officer's words made the Director cast a suspicious glance at Yang Meng, who felt a jolt of anxiety. She waved her arms frantically, trying to express her confusion.
"What can I do? It definitely wasn't me!" Yang Meng suddenly recalled An Xiaotian's words, and an inexplicable sense of dread washed over her. She could feel an invisible pressure closing in on her, not from being misunderstood, but because her suspicions were increasingly beginning to seem like reality.
Seeing the situation, the other Safety Officers stepped forward to check things out. They all thought they should take a look at the remaining files, but the Safety Officer in his seat shouted, "Don't touch any files! I'm afraid there might be something hidden inside!"
The Director understood his concerns; since it had been tampered with, there was no telling whether it contained a virus or not.
However, it seemed unnecessary to open anything. Soon, the Safety Officer noticed something was off—the mouse movement became very sluggish, and then strange patterns began to appear on the screen. The glitching became more pronounced, and just before the computer was completely infected by the virus, a window popped up:
"System Crashed! Warning: System Crashed!"
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