The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"boom--"

The flames spewed out by the rocket launch created huge rings of fire at the launch center.

The dry ice mist emitted by the cooling system intertwined with these rings of fire, resembling abstract red and white yin-yang diagrams.

One hundred rockets, propelled by the frenzied reaction of chemical fuel, began to gradually ascend into the air.

The violent shaking during takeoff is extremely uncomfortable; it's no exaggeration to say it can shake your dinner out.

A single safety cable is clearly insufficient to overcome the discomfort during launch.

However, the people who ride in the space shuttle are not ordinary people; they are professionals.

Moreover, they are elites who have gone through a selection process, and all of them start at level 2 or above, at level 40 or above.

With their physical capabilities, they are well-equipped to overcome some of the problems that could easily cause harm to the human body during launch.

"First-stage rocket separation!"

"Second stage rocket separation!"

"The launch vehicle has separated, and the space shuttle has ignited!"

"All space shuttles have entered their designated orbits and are now in the acceleration phase!"

Inside the cabin, control commands could be heard from the control console from time to time.

The warriors sitting in the cabin could only feel the swaying, the g-force, and the weightlessness.

Although they are all people with excellent physical fitness, there are always a few exceptions.

"Holy crap! Dude! You ate way too much last night!"

"Sorry, I get a little carsick."

"That's a fucking airplane! A space shuttle! The kind that can fly to the moon!"

"The guy next to me has bloodshot eyes. Is it because he's jealous of my good looks?!"

One hundred space shuttles headed straight for the moon.

During the journey, some minor incidents occurred in a few cabins.

This is unavoidable; with so many people involved, mistakes are bound to happen.

After the space shuttle completed its acceleration, the entire flight process became smooth.

The slightly chaotic cabin finally quieted down.

The warriors looked through the porthole at the gradually shrinking blue gem, and many of them felt a pang of emotion.

"This is Blue Star, and it lives up to its name."

"The world really is round! Textbooks weren't lying to me! Amateur scientists have misled me!"

"The universe is so vast, so deep, so dark, yet Blue Star looks so warm..."

"Even if you offered us the angels' planet in exchange, I would rather die than trade it! There is only one Earth; it is our eternal home!"

Tong Zhan touched his bald head.

"Fighting for her is worth it!"

Longtan sat by the window, his palms pressed against the glass.

"This is Earth. It's truly rare to see it from this perspective."

Gou Bi said leisurely.

"Looking at her, I really feel like I'm looking at a loving mother."

Leave Earth?

Entering space?

Song Gua was also experiencing her first time riding in a bridal sedan chair.

Therefore, the Song Gua sitting in the cabin at this moment is him.

He also wanted to see Earth from a cosmic perspective.

In the cold and deep space, the blue Earth hangs alone.

Shock, awe, and a profound sense of one's own insignificance and insignificance.

This is the eternal feeling that the universe gives us.

"We are but mayflies in the vastness of heaven and earth, a mere grain of millet in the boundless ocean. I lament the brevity of my life, and envy the endless flow of the Yangtze River. I wish I could ride the immortals and roam freely, embracing the bright moon until the end of time..."

Only in this context can one understand what the poet wanted to express.

The first wave of warriors to go to the moon for reinforcements was not limited to the China region.

The launch operation, involving 100,000 people, was carried out in all six districts at different times on the same day.

However, only three regions—China, North America, and Europe—successfully launched all one hundred space shuttles.

The other three zones experienced some unexpected events, resulting in not all launches being successful.

In particular, only twenty aircraft were deployed to the African region, and they are now requesting assistance from experts in other regions to resolve some technical issues.

Not long after the flight stabilized, Zhang Beihai's voice rang out again in all the cabins.

"Warriors, take a look at your own information panels."

The others didn't understand why they were looking at the panel now.

But many people still did it.

Don't look at it, look at it!

"Holy crap! Why are my stats decreasing?!"

"Me too! What's going on? Did I get a debuff?"

"Is someone attacking us?"

"No way! Silently lowering everyone's attributes? What kind of absurd thing is that?"

Clearly, not everyone knows that a professional's power will weaken if they leave Earth.

If you go far enough away, such as to Mars or Venus, you may even lose your professional powers.

Zhang Beihai took this opportunity to introduce this situation to these people who were leaving Earth for the first time.

"Once you reach the moon, all your attributes will decrease by half."

It's not just the four attributes of strength, constitution, agility, and spirit that decrease.

Your skills and talents will also be less effective.

Therefore, these changes must be fully considered during combat.

If the same skill has a range of 10 meters, will it become 5 meters on the moon?

Wrong, don't forget, your attributes have also decreased, and attributes also affect skill effects.

Someone said.

"Once we get to the moon, give us some time to test our skills and talents, otherwise we definitely won't be used to this change."

Zhang Beihai did not respond because it was impossible for him to hear all the sounds in the cabin at the same time.

But some clever people realized what was going on.

"I'm afraid the current situation on the moon doesn't allow us time to try."

Immediately, someone with great intelligence spoke up.

"Then let's have a friendly spar and give it a try!"

This brilliant idea was quickly drowned out by the spittle of those around him.

In order to carry more people, the materials used in the space shuttle cannot be as strong as those used in city walls. Instead, high-performance lightweight synthetic metals are chosen.

Besides, even if it were as sturdy as a city wall, it couldn't withstand thousands of man-made structures inside.

If you accidentally make a hole while sparring in the space shuttle, everyone on the plane will be doomed!

As the space shuttle gradually approaches the moon.

Song Gua also discovered something.

The clone sitting in the airplane experienced a delay while communicating with other clones on the local area network.

It's like in the Ten Races Battlefield, a clone in another world would be disconnected from the local area network.

It seems that once you leave Earth, this communication or exchange of positions that disregards space and time will be weakened.

Earth must be used as a transit point to achieve these two capabilities.

"It seems that my ability to create clones is somehow inextricably linked to Earth."

This trip to the Earth and the Moon will take fifty hours by plane.

So these past two days, Song Gua has been busy on the battlefield of the ten tribes.

"We've arrived at the moon!"

Fifty hours passed quickly.

The first group of professionals sent to assist in the lunar mission were already able to clearly see the craters on the moon from inside the space shuttle.

As they get closer.

What they saw was more than just a crater.

And there is darkness.

One place after another.

In bursts.

Some of the darkness is a spatial gap opened up by dark stars.

Some of the darkness is the sight of dark alien life forms scouting the lunar surface.

They were battling the mechanical legions of the celestial beings, with bursts of fire shooting into the sky from time to time, gradually fading out in space.

Although the sounds of the battlefield cannot be heard, one can imagine how thrilling and terrifying the conflict must have been, judging from its scale.