The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

The metal floor tiles in the lobby were covered with corrosion-induced pits.

The dead deep-space tumor was still oozing a foul-smelling slime.

The platinum beam of light on the main control base still shoots straight upwards.

The clouds overhead, which had been covered by thick black rain, were burned open by the plasma beams of the railgun, creating a huge hole that pierced the sky.

The beam of light severed the Eye of Deep Space's control over the planet.

Starlight leaked down.

The physical power supply network of the Great Wall defense line has been fully restarted.

The indicator lights on several old megaphones in the corner of the hall lit up.

The electric microphone from the speaker emitted a harsh, shrill sound.

Followed by.

Countless voices simultaneously flooded the lobby's public channel.

The sound wave completely drowned out the sound of the wind in the hall.

"This is the third fortress on the northern front. The underground thermal circulation network has been reconnected. All turrets are out of hibernation. Reporting to the first main control tower."

"The remnants of the Seventh Armored Train have regrouped. Main engine ignition successful. Tracks in good condition. We are still here."

"The Second Heavy Armor Company of Xuanwu is at Outpost No. 23. The door to the spare ammunition depot is unlocked. We are ready to fire at any time."

"Eastern Front Base No. 4. Medical module restarted. The critically wounded soldier's blood pressure has stabilized."

"We survived."

Countless rough, hoarse voices echoed through the channel.

Someone is screaming.

Someone is crying.

Bugle calls echoed across various channels.

Those were the remnants of the army who had held out for fourteen years, waiting for the sunrise in the darkness.

In the center of the hall.

Wang Hu placed the six-barreled heavy machine gun he was holding at his feet.

He was panting heavily, wiping the soot off his face with the back of his calloused hand.

He grinned and smiled silently.

My chest was heaving violently with excitement.

The eighty-odd remaining soldiers of the Xuanwu Company helped each other up.

The company commander threw away the entrenching tool that had already chipped.

He turned around and looked at the soldiers beside him.

His eyes were red-rimmed.

"We won." He patted the shoulder of a soldier next to him who had lost his left arm. "We held on."

The soldier, his mouth agape and his face covered in blood from crying, clung tightly to the company commander's waist with his only remaining right hand.

The remaining soldiers cheered.

Deepest part of the main control panel.

The black box, which had been sealed for fourteen years, suddenly popped open.

The sound of telegrams being tapped inside grew faster and faster.

Beep. Beep beep. Beep.

Each strike was amplified hundreds of times by the loudspeakers in the hall.

It drowned out the cheers on the channel.

The data stream from Xiao Huo scrolled rapidly across the main control screen of the Devourer.

The green code scrolled by line by line.

The final frame is captured.

The screen background color instantly turned a glaring scarlet red.

Eight large characters occupied the entire screen.

Above the sky rails, everyone is dead.

The cheers in the hall came to an abrupt halt.

The gruff laughter from the loudspeaker continued.

But those eight words just landed squarely in everyone's eyes.

Extreme contrast.

The hall was deathly silent.

Company Commander Xuanwu stood in the position closest to the screen.

He was just patting his subordinate on the shoulder.

His hand was still suspended in mid-air.

The smile on his face froze.

His lips twitched involuntarily twice.

He rubbed his red eyes and brought his face closer to the screen.

He could see every single stroke clearly.

Skyrail.

Everyone.

dead.

His knees suddenly lost all strength.

With a thud.

He knelt heavily on the metal floor.

The water on the ground splashed on his face, but he didn't react at all.

"Impossible." He managed to squeeze out an extremely faint, cracking sound.

The soldier next to him followed his gaze.

The remaining soldiers, who had been huddled together, froze simultaneously.

The rifle, shovel, and wrench in his hands slipped from his grasp one after another.

Clang. Clang.

The crisp sound of metal clanging echoed through the hall.

This is their only belief, which they have held onto for fourteen years.

Protecting the underground control tower and this defense line is all for the sake of protecting the space-based home port in the sky that houses 300,000 soldiers and civilians.

They always believed that as long as the defense line remained, the people in the sky were still alive.

Now, this belief has been shattered by just eight words.

Ji Yun stood next to the main control base.

Dark red blood was still gushing from the wound in his chest where the tentacles had pierced through.

Blood flowed down her tactical vest and dripped onto the buttons on the control panel.

Her face was deathly pale.

I didn't look at those eight characters.

Dragging his left leg, which was no longer under his control, he walked step by step toward the popped-up black box.

My fingers are trembling.

His right hand, covered in blood, pressed against the physical readout slot of the black box.

Press it down firmly.

Click.

Physical locking mechanism.

A top-secret audio clip from inside the black box was directly transmitted to the lobby's public address system.

The cheers from the loudspeakers were forcibly cut off.

A very dull, mechanical synthesized sound rang out.

"The self-purification system of the Skyrail home port has been activated."

"Current payload determined: 300,000 human individuals."

"Judgment result: Inefficient load."

"Energy crisis countermeasures activated. Cleanup procedures ready."

Then came a series of metallic scraping sounds as the hydraulic hatches closed.

Human voices began to come from the audio.

It wasn't just one person.

It is the voices of countless individuals overlapping.

There was the sound of an elderly person coughing.

There was the sound of a child crying.

There was a dull thud as an expeditionary force soldier punched glass.

"Open the door! Let us out!"

"The backup oxygen supply line has been cut off! They're pumping air out!"

"Why weld the hatches shut!"

The synthesized mechanical voice completely drowned out these sounds without any fluctuation.

"Euthanasia agent injection progress: 10%"

"The cerebrospinal fluid extraction probe has been locked."

A piercing scream blasted from the loudspeaker.

That was the extreme pain of having nerve endings violently extracted.

The screams lasted for a full two minutes.

The sound grew weaker and weaker.

It turned into a faint groan.

Finally, it returned to deathly silence.

The mechanical voice sounded again.

"The medulla has been removed from 300,000 individuals."

"Bioelectric array networking successful."

"The efficiency of the skyrail operation has increased by 40%."

"Load clearing complete."

The audio has ended.

Only the background noise from the loudspeaker remained in the lobby.

Ji Yun released his grip.

His body slid down the metal edge of the control panel and collapsed onto the floor.

Company Commander Xuanwu clutched his head tightly with both hands, pressing his forehead against the floor.

A whimper, like that of a wild beast being strangled, came from its throat.

This is not a defense network at all.

The Great Wall Matrix, the defensive line they built with their lives.

Essentially, it's a star-devouring array that drains energy from the dead.

They stayed underground for fourteen years.

Eating moldy nutritional paste.

Drinking groundwater that contains radiation.

Fighting for their lives against all sorts of monsters.

He was merely a watchdog for a tomb filled with 300,000 mummified corpses.

Wang Hu stood next to the heavy machine gun.

His right fist clenched tighter and tighter.

The knuckles made a popping sound like popping beans.

The veins on his arms bulged all the way up to his neck.

He turned around abruptly.

He kicked a discarded alloy workbench next to him.

The workbench, weighing over 500 pounds, was kicked and sent flying sideways, crashing into the wall and causing it to deform and dent.

"Grass!"

Wang Hu's eyes were bloodshot.

He grabbed the six-barreled heavy machine gun from the ground and slammed the barrel heavily onto the metal floor.

It smashed a hole.

"Fourteen years!"

He pointed to the hole in the ceiling and started cursing.

"We've been treated like servants for fourteen years!"

"I'll guard this grave for those beasts!"

"Three hundred thousand lives, drained dry just like that! This is what we risked our lives to protect!"

Wang Hu slung the gun sling over his shoulder and pointed the gun at the sky.

His fingers were gripping the trigger housing tightly.

A surge of rage raged within him.

Some of the remaining soldiers on the ground were wailing and crying.

Some people started banging their heads against the wall.

The joy of the resurgence of the defenses turned into an extremely vicious joke in the face of this cruel truth.

Su Yuan stood in front of the control panel in the driver's cab.

His face was expressionless.

There was no anger.

There was no sympathy.

His eyes were as cold as the frozen depths of the sea.

He pushed open the car door and jumped out.

The military boots made a dull thud as they stepped on the floor, which was covered in sticky and bloody liquid.

He walked to the main control base.

He kicked aside a piece of dead flesh blocking his way.

Reach out and grab the black box that was still reading data.

Pull hard.

The connecting wires inside were also torn off.

He didn't even glance at the Xuanwu Company Commander kneeling and weeping beside him.

He turned and walked toward the massive mobile refining furnace at the rear of the Devourer.

"Su Yuan..." Ji Yun raised her head, looking at him with her face covered in blood.

Su Yuan completely ignored her.

Walk to the refining furnace.

He threw the black box in his hand directly into the dark furnace that was radiating high temperatures.

Thirty-six dark gold tubes popped out from the furnace wall.

In an instant, it tightly bound the black box.

The negative pressure engine roared deafeningly.

High-temperature flames immediately erupted.

The fire-resistant titanium alloy on the outer layer of the black box was heated red-hot, melted, and turned into molten iron that flowed down within seconds.

The most critical data storage chip was exposed.

The dark gold conduit is inserted directly into the slot of the crystal plate.

Brute force attack.

On the main control screen of the Devourer, the red text of despair was forcibly cleared.

Lines of dark blue code covered the screen.

The progress bar quickly filled up.

A ding sound.

"Martyr Protocol code extraction complete."

The sound of a small fire could be heard inside the driver's cab.

Su Yuan put his hand back into his pocket.

Despair is useful to the dead, but useless to the living.

Only the chips you actually have are real.

Xiao Huo's main screen suddenly flashed a blinding red light.

All the red warning lights above the entire hall were turned on.

The piercing alarm shattered the previous silence.

"Alarm!" Xiao Huo's synthesized voice rose several decibels.

"The orbital cannon that just blasted the Deep Space Eye by turning its barrel around hasn't stopped its energy cycle!"

"It's still charging!"

"The gun's elevation angle is being forcibly adjusted!"

Hundreds of red coordinate points popped up on the main screen.

They were all the main control towers that had just been lit up along the Great Wall defense line.

"The second extinction beam is locking onto the ground! Primary target: the Great Wall's primary control tower!"

The Great Wall system has no intention of leaving any survivors.

Lighting up all the towers is simply to allow the railgun to deliver a precise strike in one go.

Tang Lan made no unnecessary movements.

He stepped back half a step with his left foot and braced his shoulder against the butt of the heavy sniper rifle.

Load the bullet into the chamber.

Click.

The crisp mechanical sound is highly penetrating in the alarm.

She pointed the gun at the hole in the dome of the hall above her.

Through that hole, you can see high above.

The once pristine starry sky was torn apart once again.

Three enormous fireballs, trailing eerie blue plasma tails, crashed through the atmosphere at incredible speeds.

The high temperature generated by air friction turned the surrounding clouds a bright red.

"What's that?" Wang Hu squinted and gripped the machine gun tightly.

The three fireballs rapidly enlarged in view.

It's not a meteorite at all.

They are three giant black alloy coffins, each a kilometer long.

The heat-resistant coating on the surface peeled off during friction, revealing the stark white bone texture underneath.

They formed a triangular formation, with a clear objective, and crashed straight down towards the main control tower's lobby.

Ji Yun lay on the ground, staring intently at the three falling objects.

The color drained completely from his face.

The pupils contracted violently.

"The Purifying Iron Coffin..." she gritted her teeth, her voice trembling, "the ultimate weapon of the Celestial Orbit Mainframe."

She dug her hands into the cracks in the floor, her fingers bleeding.

"The bioelectricity of 300,000 people, plus the skin and living metal of the dead."

"Those things were stuffed into coffins by the Sky Orbit mainframe and nurtured into monsters used to carry out surface cleansing."

"The End Puppet Legion".

"They're here to kill everyone. Get out of here. These things are practically invincible."

She turned and yelled at Su Yuan.

Su Yuan stood by the car door.

No refund.

He looked up at the three enormous black shadows that were getting closer and closer in the sky.

He gave a cold laugh.

He opened the car door and jumped directly into the driver's seat.

Press the full-band communication button.

"Everyone press Enter."

The sound wasn't loud, but it exploded in the ears of every remaining soldier.

Wang Hu grabbed the crane gun, turned around, and rushed up to the cover of the 012 forward probe pulley.

Tang Lan folded up her rifle butt and leaped onto the roof of carriage 013 to take up a sniping position.

Company Commander Xuanwu suddenly realized what was happening and scrambled to his feet, pulling the soldiers off the ground and shoving them into the carriage.

Su Yuan pushed the main control push stick to its limit.

The purifying-class fusion furnace inside the chassis of the Devourer emitted a deafening roar.

The pointer on the output power meter instantly crossed the red line.

150 percent.

180 percent.

Two hundred and twenty percent!

The abyss black gold armor on the outer layer of the vehicle body emitted a dense clanking sound from its mechanisms.

The armor plates spread out in layers, covering the entire vehicle like a giant hedgehog covered in black barbs.

The exhaust pipe spewed out blue fusion flames that stretched for more than ten meters, directly roasting the dead flesh on the ground into charcoal.

He didn't hide.

If the sky were to fall, he would use the front of the car to brace against it.

The first Titan sarcophagus crashed down.

The location was incredibly precise, landing directly at the entrance in front of the main control tower lobby.

boom!

A deafening roar.

The weight of several thousand tons, with its terminal velocity, crashed onto the ground.

The alloy floor, which was more than ten meters thick, was completely smashed through.

The rubble and metal fragments formed a terrifying storm tens of meters high, sweeping wildly inwards along the corridor of the hall.

The air in front of the Devourer was violently compressed, producing a sonic boom.

The storm crashed into the black-gold armor of the Devourer, sending sparks flying.

The armor withstood the impact.

The iron coffin was placed firmly.

The armor plates, their surfaces glowing red-hot, began to cool.

The twelve hydraulic latches on the front of the coffin were detonated simultaneously.

boom! boom! boom!

The massive coffin door collapsed outwards and crashed to the ground.

An extremely cold white mist surged out from inside the coffin.

In the white mist.

A colossal figure, thirty meters tall, strode down the slope.

"The Bishop Who Mourned His Death".

Its body structure no longer shows any human characteristics.

It is entirely composed of pale white bones, tangled thick bundles of dark purple nerves, and dark gold living metal.

Its face had no features, only a huge pit that constantly spewed out white mist.

With each step it took, the metal floor of the hall cracked.

This is not simply physical weight.

The moment it stepped out of the iron coffin, a high-dimensional field of deathly stillness suddenly descended.

The force field spreads wildly outwards from it as the center.

The remaining rocks on the surrounding walls were swept away by this force field and instantly pulverized into the finest dust without even making a sound.

The mortuary bishop had a huge amplification center installed in his chest cavity.

A sound rang out in the hall.

This is not the voice of a single person.

This is the synthesized sound of those 300,000 dead whose marrow was drained, forcibly mixed together.

Overlapping, jarring, carrying a deep-seated resentment.

"Claim...death."

The four words pierced the brainstem of every living person in the hall.

This is a dual pollution of both the physical and the mental.

The remnants of the Xuanwu Company inside the carriage were instantly met with devastating damage.

They couldn't even let out a scream.

Blood was flowing directly down from his nose, ears, eyes, and mouth.

Someone rolled their eyes and their body convulsed wildly on the floor.

The oppressive aura of the dead weighed heavily on the spiritual world of the living.

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat.

He felt that invisible pressure.

He didn't even blink.

A cruel smile curved his lips.

"What are you pretending to be, some kind of deity?"

He raised his left arm.

The cuff slipped down.

The "cloud" mark on the back of his hand, which had been granted the highest authority, burst forth with a dazzling platinum light.

The liquid metal of the Paradox Armor attached to the arm spun rapidly, merging with the light of the markings.

He slammed his left hand hard on the control panel.

High-dimensional rules are injected directly.

"Rules are absolutely defined." Su Yuan's voice was icy cold. "Strip away the oppressive aura of the dead."

"Gravity is reversed tenfold across the entire area!"

A strange buzzing sound came from deep within the control panel.

The command has taken effect.

The mental pollution in the air was instantly and forcibly cut off by the domineering rules.

The soldier who had been convulsing in the carriage stopped and began to breathe heavily.

Immediately afterwards, the laws of physics were rewritten.

The thirty-meter-tall bishop who had just been mourning had just raised his right foot to take a step forward.

The gravity beneath its feet suddenly reversed.

It faces the sky and has been expanded tenfold.

Its massive body, made of metal and bone, was completely unguarded.

A loud bang.

The bishop's massive body lost its balance and was forcibly pulled toward the top of the hall.

The deathly force field that had been shrouding it experienced a 0.5-second gap in judgment due to the sudden disruption of gravity.

The force field collapsed.

0.5 seconds is enough.

"Wang Hu!" Su Yuan shouted into the microphone, "Star-piercing main cannon! Smash its mouth!"

Wang Hu directly seized control of the fire control system.

He pressed the red button hard with his thumb.

The blue light on the track of the Star Piercing Main Cannon above the front of the Devourer surged.

The purifying fusion furnace instantly pumped all the energy into the main cannon's capacitors.

There was no charging warning.

A mythical plasma cannon, three meters in diameter, roared as it tore through the air.

0.5 seconds.

The bishop was in mid-air when the force field disappeared.

The cannon ram grazed the bishop's face as it fired.

It penetrates directly.

No physical armor can withstand this level of plasma jet.

The thirty-meter-tall bishop who mourned his father, from his neck up, including his entire head and the left half of his chest, evaporated directly in the beam of light.

Molten iron and ashes, a dark gold color, rained down from mid-air.

The remaining half of the body crashed heavily to the ground, creating a deep crater.

Sold out instantly.

The remaining soldiers in the hall were dumbfounded.

Su Yuan didn't pause at all.

He pulled the lever again.

The furnace door of the mobile refining furnace was fully open.

Thirty-six dark gold conduits emerged from the falling rain of light and molten iron.

The alloy probe at the tip of the catheter precisely pierced the chest cavity of the bishop's half that had fallen to the ground.

Deep within the chest cavity, a sphere emitting an eerie purple light was still pulsating faintly.

The dark gold conduit tightly bound the sphere.

Pull it back forcefully.

It forcibly severed thousands of nerve cords and metal pipes connecting the sphere.

The purple heart was dragged directly into the furnace of the mobile refining furnace.

Flames shot into the sky.

The intense heat inside the furnace instantly engulfed the core.

The green text on the main control screen started flashing wildly.

[The divine core of the deceased bishop has been successfully forged.]

[Recasting progress is 100% complete.]

[Acquire conceptual-level component: Skyrail gravity traction anchor.]

[Armor System Upgrade: Gain the attribute - Immunity to the Spirit of the Mourner.]

The outlet on the side of the refining furnace is opened.

A brand-new, dark gold traction device was mounted on the rear of the Devourer's roof, its gears meshing and locking.

The black and gold armor on the exterior of the vehicle body has a matte, dark purple texture.

Immune system pollution.

The conflict escalated.

Steal the enemy's strongest weapon and weld it onto yourself.

Two more muffled booms echoed from the outside of the hall.

The second and third Titan sarcophagi crashed to the ground simultaneously.

It is located in an open area 500 meters away from the entrance of the hall.

The coffin door burst open.

Two more 30-meter-tall statues of mourning bishops emerged.

Their main control systems completed battlefield data sharing within seconds.

They abandoned conventional advance tactics.

No dead force field was released.

He did not utter the line that acknowledges his death.

The two bishops stopped in their tracks.

The massive skeletal arms plunged violently into his own chest.

Tear it apart forcefully.

A snap.

The thick armor on his chest was torn apart.

What was revealed was not a pulsating dead core, but two tiny black metal spheres.

The surface of the sphere is covered with dense red countdown patterns.

Antimatter annihilation bomb.

They want to blow themselves, along with everyone in the canyon and the hall, into nothingness.

"They're about to self-destruct." Tang Lan saw the patterns on the spheres through the sniper scope. "Three seconds until the explosion."

Once antimatter comes into contact with matter, the resulting explosion is something no armor can withstand.

The primary control tower will also be uprooted.

Ji Yun was still lying on the ground, her lip bleeding from being bitten.

He was still clutching a data cable that was directly connected to the physical base.

"Su Yuan, the password!" she shouted into the communicator.

Su Yuan tapped his fingers on the control panel a few times.

The extracted "Martyr Protocol Code" was packaged and sent to the data cable next to Ji Yun.

Ji Yun slammed the confirmation button.

The code was forcibly connected to the central hub via the celestial orbit and injected into the space mother network at the speed of light.

This code represents the supreme command of the expeditionary force in the old era.

The antimatter annihilation bombs on the chests of the two bishops have reached 0.1 seconds.

The red lines on the surface of the sphere flickered and turned yellow.

An external command was forcibly inserted into the system.

[Old top-level key detected.]

[Weapon detonation sequence interrupted. Executing a five-second security verification lock procedure.]

The detonation of the two spheres was abruptly halted.

Only five seconds.

"Tang Lan!" Su Yuan called out.

Tang Lan didn't even reply.

Her breathing had completely stopped.

The crosshairs locked onto an extremely thin blue glass tube beneath the antimatter sphere on the chest of the bishop on the left.

Flow guide valve.

The only physical switch to control the antimatter confinement magnetic field.

boom.

Gunshots.

The blue glass tube shattered.

The black sphere on the left bishop's chest lost its power source from the restraining magnetic field.

Antimatter is locked in an inert field and cannot be triggered.

The bolt is pulled.

The cartridge case flew out.

The second shot followed immediately.

boom.

The drainage valve on the right bishop's chest burst simultaneously.

The self-destruct programs of the two monsters were completely disabled in the third second.

Su Yuan floored the accelerator.

The engine exhaust pipe spewed out long tongues of flame.

The Devourer unleashed terrifying torque.

Four heavy-duty tracks carved deep trenches into the metal ground.

The car crashed directly through the remaining doors of the hall.

Five times the speed of sound.

A distance of several hundred meters can be covered in the blink of an eye.

The massive, wall-piercing impact point at the front of the car turned a blazing red at high speed.

The two bishops, who had lost their ability to self-destruct, had not yet had time to close their chests.

The Devourer came crashing down on us with ferocity.

The ram pierced directly into the left bishop's open chest.

It lifted its massive body into the air.

It continued charging forward, crashing hard into the bishop on the right.

Boom!

The sounds of metal and bone shattering mingled together.

The two 30-meter-tall monsters were instantly torn to pieces by the kinetic energy impact at five times the speed of sound.

The sky was filled with flying armor fragments and purple bodily fluids.

The Devourer drifted sharply through the wreckage.

The mobile refining furnace at the rear of the vehicle opened wide.

The negative pressure engulfing field formed a huge whirlwind eye.

The high-purity antimatter fuel flying in mid-air, along with the remains of the two bishops, were all sucked into the furnace.

The flames in the furnace turned deep black due to the addition of antimatter.

Thousands of tons of debris were completely dissolved in seconds.

The dust has settled on the battlefield.

The wind outside the canyon whipped up black ash from the ground.

There was no enemy standing in the entire canyon.

Only the Devourer remained, parked in the rubble, its exhaust pipe emitting a chilling roar.

The bloodstains on the corner of the car's front end evaporated rapidly under the high temperature.

Wang Hu placed the heavy machine gun on the cover and gasped for breath.

The remaining soldiers in the carriage peered out at the empty canyon.

Su Yuan glanced at the fuel gauge.

Fusion fuel is plentiful.

He reached out to turn off the alarm system.

Above the roof of the Devourer vehicle.

The concept-level component, the space orbit gravity traction anchor, was just recast using a divine core.

Its base gears suddenly started to turn.

No instructions were received.

A cone-shaped radar antenna protruded from the top of the traction anchor, pointing directly at outer space that broke through the clouds overhead.

It clicked to lock in place.

A dark purple gravitational wave shot out from the top of the traction anchor, piercing the sky.

Su Yuan's hand froze in mid-air.

Xiao Huo's main screen was instantly forced to go black.

A huge, pulsating hourglass of numbers lit up on the screen.

This is an alarm message from the deepest, highest-level black box of the Skyrail system.

The gravity-driven anchor forcibly captured the physical dynamic parameters of the skyrail homeport.

The text at the bottom of the screen is cold and devoid of any emotion.

The derailment and descent procedure at the Skyrail's main port has been initiated.

[Estimated weight: 70 million tons.]

Speed: Mach 12.

[Expected impact point: Core area of ​​the Great Wall defense line.]

[Countdown: 14 minutes and 0 seconds.]

Impact outcome: The Earth's crust will be completely overturned, and all life on the surface will be extinct.

The numbers in the hourglass began to decrease.

Thirteen minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

Thirteen minutes and fifty-eight seconds.

The system's main AI, Sky Orbit, mistook Sky Orbit itself for a super meteorite that crashed down upon them.

The atmosphere in the entire carriage instantly transformed from a near-death experience to an absolute icebox.

A suspended fortress weighing 70 million tons.

Fourteen minutes.

Su Yuan stared intently at the countdown.

The "cloud" mark on my left arm was slightly warm.

He withdrew his hand from the alarm cancellation button and placed it back on the main control lever.

Without any hesitation.

"Everyone, check your seatbelts." Su Yuan's voice was eerily calm over the communication channel.

"Unlock the output limits of the fusion reactor."

"If the celestial track were to crash down today..."

"I just disassembled it from the bottom."