Abnormal crossing

Chapter 152 The Ship Returning Home
The commotion on Gray's side quickly caught Milo's attention.

Speaker Gray seemed to say something to Jokowen again, and soon led a group of high-ranking officials to the bench where Milo and the others were.

Qiao Kewen's projection was then retrieved—or rather, the metal plate.

See this situation.

Milo coughed lightly and stood up from his seat.

Gu Wei and the others also lined up in a simple formation—not exactly neat, but at least their posture wasn't too lazy.

After all, they are high-ranking members of a planet.

soon.

Gray and his group approached Milo, and before Milo could speak, Gray bowed deeply to him: "Captain Milo, your kindness will be forever etched in the memories of the twenty-one billion lives of Mold!"

Gray had barely finished speaking.

The high-ranking officials behind him also bowed deeply. One of them, an elder named Salk, was so moved that his eyes reddened and he needed someone to help him stand up.

Milo glanced at the metal plate in Gray's hand: "Speaker Gray, it seems Old Joe has made things clear to you?"

“I’ve explained it clearly,” Gray nodded vigorously, his face even bluer than when they first met, his emotions overflowing. “If it weren’t for your timely help, Mold would have lost a spiritual leader, and the material losses would have been unbearable for the entire civilization. Captain Milo, you have saved our entire civilization!”

Gray wasn't just being polite.

Giovinco carries far too much on his shoulders; he has even been somewhat mythologized within the Mold civilization—unlike Grandpa Jin, who could fly and disappear into the earth, Giovinco truly possesses the ability to do such things.
If he truly perished in the Milky Way, people on Mold might even die for him, and this would not be an isolated case!
Not to mention he also has the Tongliao Khan ship and the qualification to form an exploration team, plus the cargo on the spaceship.
It can be said like this.

Apart from that fourth-tier civilization, all the other third-tier civilizations in the entire labyrinth zone are worth about the same amount of money.

Therefore, Milo's actions truly saved Mold both spiritually and materially.

You're too kind.

Seeing Speaker Gray practically bending over to the ground, Milo quickly reached out to support him: "I'm just fulfilling my promise as usual. That's how it is in our line of work. Of course, if you really feel bad about it, I'd be happy to send you a hundred or two hundred tons of local specialties!"

Jin, standing to the side, calmly withdrew her foot and took a step forward: "Speaker Gray, we can talk about formalities later. Let's hand over the supplies now."

Milo gritted his teeth and took a few breaths, but didn't object to Jin's suggestion—firstly, it was indeed time to hand over the supplies, and secondly, although the girl was a bit abnormal, she was still one of the partners in the fleet.

If we have to talk about shareholding ratios...

Jin's share is actually not much lower than Milos's, making him a true technology-based equity partner.

However, this girl didn't like being in a leadership position and had no interest in it, so Milo was given full control of the ship's command.

Speaker Gray was slightly surprised by Jin's intervention, but these words were exactly what he wanted to hear, so the old man nodded repeatedly: "Handing over supplies? No problem, no problem! Our venue is ready, gentlemen, please follow me."

He then led Milo and his group through the passage where several high-ranking Molde officials had appeared. After traveling for a while, they transferred to several vehicles, and after about ten minutes of winding and turning, the view finally opened up before them:
This is a massive underground facility, with heavy metal support columns running through the entire space. Under the towering dome, rows of industrial-grade lights cast a cool white light, illuminating the entire underground facility, or rather, the underground base, clearly and brightly.

The base's ground was covered with a large amount of metal mesh, and the low hum of equipment running in the distance could be faintly heard, but it was not harsh.

On the left side of the base was a square formation of robots and servant drones, numbering probably over a thousand. Although their shells were not brand new, they were well-maintained and had a faint matte finish under the lights.

On the right side of the base, dozens of medium-sized warships and transport ships were neatly arranged. Their paint was simple, but like the robots, each one was kept clean and tidy. The heat sinks on the engine nozzles were polished to a shine, and there was not a trace of leakage on the hydraulic rods of the landing gear.

When Milo and his group appeared.

In the spacecraft's docking area, a large number of ground crew members moved about with their hands holding detection instruments, occasionally recording parameters with data boards, their movements skilled and swift.

Apart from the left and right sides.

Inside the base, there is a huge hollow, behind which is a thick, straight pipe that appears to lead directly upwards.
The central meeting point where Gu Wei and his group arrived.

Next to the large pipes were numerous display screens and control panels, each with a small blue figure standing in front of it, seemingly pressing a handprint.
how to say.

The overall style of the base is not particularly advanced or high-end, but it is stable and orderly.

This subconsciously reminded Gu Wei of his childhood home:
When he was in elementary school, his family was going through a tough time due to a failed business, but his mother always managed to keep the house in perfect order—the meals weren't necessarily lavish, but they were well-balanced and filling; the clothes weren't brand new, but they were clean and odorless; even Gu Wei's books were always wrapped tightly in supermarket shopping slips.
“Captain Milo, distinguished guests,” after stepping out of the passage, Speaker Gray pointed to the base and introduced, “This is the ‘Deep Rock Core’ of Mold—our underground strategic hub.”

"On the left is our automated defense array, consisting of 544 'Alpha' robots and 1,300 sixth-generation servant drones. Although the models are not the latest, they are well-maintained and ready to be deployed at any time."

"On the right is our reserve fleet, which does not usually carry out patrol missions. To put it more intuitively with data, it accounts for about 70% of the planet's ship combat power."

"Below the fleet are seven mech repair bays, which are equipped with five lower-level mechs and two mid-level mechs, all of which are ready for immediate combat."

Perhaps it was because Joe Cowen had already told him the whole story.

When introducing this absolute core of Mold, which could even be described as a coffin-level area, Gray held nothing back, revealing almost everything he had.

Considering that the Mold civilization is only at the third tier—and was even raised to that level by Jokowen—this approach can be described as extremely sincere.

Then Jin looked around and her gaze fell on the pipe in the farthest distance: "Speaker Gray, what's that?"

"That one?"

Speaker Gray smiled and said, "That's the 'Long Spear' series of energy cannons. It is activated by drawing on the Earth's core heat and reacting with the material reservoir. It can launch extremely powerful energy attacks and is the most powerful weapon currently existing on the entire planet. The pipes are for acceleration, and they cost us a lot of money."

"Of course, the most expensive part of the whole system is the reversing membrane in the uppermost emission area, which we can't see from our current position."

Jin nodded gently: "I see."

Gu Wei, who was standing to the side, also looked up at the cannon barrel.

Over the past period, he has spent a lot of time studying various aspects of the Star Sea, especially the various large-scale weapons within it.

Among these weapon types, kinetic weapons and energy weapons are of paramount importance.

Kinetic energy weapons refer to weapons that kill targets through the impact and speed of physical projectiles, such as shotguns, ballistic weapons like intercontinental ballistic missiles, and electromagnetic railguns, which have become popular in recent years.

Energy weapons attack targets directly using energy forms such as high-energy particle beams, lasers, plasma, or electromagnetic pulses, rather than relying on physical projection. Laser weapons, ion beams, and plasma weapons all fall into this category. Unlike kinetic energy weapons, whose trajectories can be adjusted through calculations, energy weapons are different.

It is very difficult for energy weapons to change direction after launch. Simple refraction and reflection can easily lead to energy loss during the collision. Therefore, components such as reversing membranes have emerged.

This device can deflect beams by interfering with a variable field, and its characteristics are somewhat similar to a gravitational lens. The more expensive it is, the lower the energy loss rate.

Gu Wei had overheard Jin mentioning it during a casual chat.

On a planet like Kedas, which is also Polna's lair, the deflection membrane component can deflect energy weapons by 70°, with a damage rate of only a fraction of a percent.

In many cases, the value of the directional membrane in an energy weapon can even exceed half!
I wonder how much this weapon system on Mold cost, and what its energy loss rate is? — Perhaps because Earth and Mold are somewhat similar, Gu Wei found himself quite interested in these things.

Perhaps many years from now, Earth will develop similar technologies.

Furthermore, if Gu Wei is not mistaken, those little blue men standing in front of the control panel and leaving their handprints should be the so-called Councilor Molde—if it weren't for Joe Cowen's timely appearance, their handprints might have already been left on by now.

Speaker Gray then led everyone through the corridor and quickly arrived at the center of the venue.

“Captain Milo,” Speaker Gray stepped back slightly and gestured for Milo to enter, “this is the handover point for the supplies we have prepared.”

Upon hearing this, Milo glanced around, surveyed the space, and then touched the ground with his toe before turning to Jin: "Jin, release the Khan."

Jin nodded, stepped forward, shielded everyone behind her, and took out the Weaver's Necklace from her chest.

She skillfully fiddled with it for a few moments.

soon.

call out--

A beam of light shot out from the weaving point, and then a small point of light emerged from the opening of the necklace.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The tiny point of light slowly drifted to the center of the arena and began to gradually enlarge.

A gasp and gasps erupted from the crowd, and even Sheena and Speaker Gray stared wide-eyed.

no way.

The Weaver's Necklace is a very rare tool even in the Star Sea. To the natives of Mord, who were only mentioned as being at the third level by Jokowen, this thing was as rare as a divine artifact.

Actually, let's not even talk about Sheena and Gray.

Even Jokowen, who was restored in the digital world, only knew about the Weaver's Necklace from afar.

About half a minute later.

The original tiny point of light has transformed into a massive ship, standing horizontally before everyone.

The Khan ship inherits the consistent style of Tongliao Heavy Industry. Its exterior features a streamlined design without any fancy features. The entire hull is made of thick alloy armor plates, with the joints even directly exposing the thick rivets and reinforced frames, giving it a rugged feel that prioritizes practicality.

The bow is obtuse-angled wedge-shaped, and the front armor plating is covered with small impact dents and welding marks, but every repair is neat and tidy, without any perfunctory or rough feeling.

Four large propeller arrays are symmetrically distributed on both sides of the hull. The edges of the nozzles have dark blue oxidation marks due to long-term high-temperature burning. The most conspicuous "decoration" of the entire ship is a wide strip of paint on the port side, which is engraved with the image of a gray and white mouse.

From the appearance.

The Khan ship is like an experienced miner; its appearance is not refined, and it is even somewhat rough, but every detail exudes reliability honed over the years.

The art style is almost identical to that of Mold.

Looking up at the massive steel behemoth, Gray's expression was also somewhat dazed.

The last time Jokowen returned to Mold was more than a decade ago, when he went back to his home planet to select a group of crew members to travel to the Star Sea together, forming the Burning Expedition Exploration Team.

Due to the stringent regulations of the Star Alliance.

The ship purchase loan could only be applied for after the exploration team was established, so the Khan only officially "joined" the team after the Burning Crusade was established.

So this was the first time Speaker Gray had ever seen this spaceship, which carried the hopes of countless Molder aliens, in person.

Over the past few years.

In order to provide the Khan with a comfortable docking point when it "returns home", the Molde Federation has invested a lot of manpower and resources to build this docking area.

It was specifically designed for the Khan in terms of spatial dimensions, ground bearing capacity, and take-off and landing efficiency. The ceiling above, or rather, the soil layer more than 20 kilometers thick above the ground, can open to both sides at any time like a door.

The entire project didn't actually cost much money, because most of the processes were completed manually by the people of Molde.

Building a home for departing heroes with the simplest labor is the only thing that compatriots who remain in their homeland can do, and it is also their most sincere wish.

Then Gray looked up at the dome.

At this moment.

The dome's lighting system had been activated automatically, and countless beams of light poured down like rain, enveloping the Khan in a holy halo.

This is a welcome program that was pre-set in the original design of the port area. The program will be automatically activated as soon as the Khan is detected to be in position.

Now, many years have passed.

The spaceship finally returned and quietly docked in the home that had been carefully prepared for it.

Those spirited figures who once set out on their missions have long since become nothing more than fleeting digital lives.

No one will ever come out of the cabin again.

(End of this chapter)