Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

In the space station, Liu Peiqiang sat blankly on the seat in the control room, his eyes were bloodshot, and suddenly heard a voice from the communicator, he immediately recovered, grabbed the communicator, and replied in a deep voice:

"Uncle Wang, I'm always here!"

In the car, everyone was woken up, and Wang Xuebin, who returned to the co-pilot seat, held the hot tea he had just brewed, looked at Han Ziang's skillful parking supplies, and asked casually:

"...How is the engine restart mission completed around the world now?"

"……engine……"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's order, Liu Peiqiang hurried to the information platform, reached out and clicked a few times, and called up the intelligence information of the mission platform, his eyes lit up, and he said a little excitedly:

"... 90.00% of the steering engine has been repaired, only the Sulawesi batch that you and my dad are going to go to, and there are still teams continuing to rescue!"

In the car, the team members who heard Liu Peiqiang's words were all relieved and showed joyful expressions.

Li Yiyi even played with two Flint models, looked at his personal terminal, and said excitedly:

"... Hurry up! The combat readiness forces around the world are in action! We are about to win!"

Li Yiyi said, and put the voice of the mission report on the car.

"...JP041-02 Rescue Team has restarted the Osaka No. [-] engine!"

"This is 189-03, the Kashgar No. [-] engine has restarted!"

"RN-212 Squadron reports that the Sochi No. [-] engine restarted successfully!"

"NO013-01 Special Rescue Team, Turin No. [-] engine restart completed!"

The reports, like the horns of victory, lifted everyone's spirits. Even Han Ziang, who was going to supply supplies, showed a smile on his tired face.

"Hey, let's go in 5 minutes. If you have to go to the toilet, go quickly. When the supplies are replenished, let's go right away!"

"it is good!"

"Haha, the last shiver is left! Fuck it!"

Everyone was very happy, even Wang Lei's dark face showed a rare expression of joy.

"……Won……"

"...Win? Hehe..."

On the seat, Wang Xuebin, who was quietly watching them having fun, didn't mean to spoil the fun, but just shook his head lightly, picked up the old personal terminal again, and swiped it up habitually.

Noticing Wang Xuebin's actions, the smile on Han Ziang's face froze slightly, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, he just pursed his lips, looked up at the gigantic Jupiter, his expression became lonely...

"...Mr. Han, are you ready soon?"

"Uh... soon, soon, 30.00% six, it will be ready soon!"

The excited team members failed to notice that Han Ziang's smile had become a bit far-fetched. Only Wang Xuebin, who heard the strangeness in his voice, couldn't help but look up at him.

The two looked at each other, and after just a moment, they clearly understood the meaning in each other's eyes, closed their eyes lightly, and nodded silently.

'Huh Liai...'

Suddenly, there was a loud noise that tore through the wind, and everyone looked up, only to see a blue beam of light piercing the sky not far ahead.

"...over there...that's Sulawesi Engine Three!"

Li Yiyi shouted excitedly. Beside the carrier, Wang Lei looked forward with complicated eyes, and whispered softly:

"...Saturation rescue, someone has rushed ahead of us..."

Hearing Wang Lei's words, the surviving members of Team 171-11 fell silent.

If someone could have rushed ahead of them in Hangzhou back then, would everything have been...

"how so?!?!"

An exclamation broke the silent atmosphere, and the team members turned their heads to look at the pale Li Yiyi, frowning and asking in a deep voice:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"...why...why...why didn't the index pick up?"

Everyone rushed up, stood in a circle around Li Yiyi, stared at him nervously, and asked loudly:

"Calm down, what happened?"

On the seat, dejectedly put down the personal terminal in his hand, smiled miserably at several people, and replied weakly:

"...The distance between Earth and Wood is still shortening, and all undamaged engines have all returned to working condition, but the thrust they provide does not allow us to escape Jupiter's gravity...

In other words...we failed..."

In an instant, the air suddenly became quiet, and the original joy and sorrow were gone, only endless blankness lingered in everyone's heart.

"...No...we...not...we should have succeeded...how come..."

In the space station, Liu Peiqiang sat there blankly, listening to Xiaoyu's mechanical sound, his body trembling slightly.

"042 seconds after the start of the emergency plan, Xiaoyu has deduced all the results, and the coalition government has been aware of it, but they are still doing their best to organize the rescue!

This is a rescue that is destined to be futile, and the evacuation of the space station marks the failure of the mission!

Three hours later, the earth will break through the Roche limit of Jupiter's rigid body and enter into an irreversible disintegration process. Xiaoyu will make a global broadcast:

3... 2... 1! "

"This is the "Navigator" space station, and now it is making its final broadcast to the world. In the past 36 hours, mankind has experienced the greatest survival crisis in history.

With the hard work and sacrifice of 150 million rescuers from all over the world, 71 propulsion engines and 100 steering engines were restarted at full power, but unfortunately, the current gravity of Jupiter has exceeded the total output power of all engines.

Earth, missed the last chance to escape..."

On the transport vehicle, the team members stood there in a daze, and there was no sound except Duoduo's soft choking.

After replenishing the supplies, Han Ziang unloaded the supply gun, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and walked into the car silently.

Sit back in the driver's seat, close the door, raise your hand and pat hard, and turn on the start button.

"……team leader……"

"Ok!"

Wang Xuebin nodded and raised his finger to Sulawesi No. [-] engine.