Otherworldly Architect

Due to the holiday adjustment and other relations, the annual event of the League A was earlier this year and was held on November 9.

The nominated teams were notified early in the morning, and now they are all on their way to the designated location.

In the sixth-star province, there are only five units that have won this honor. When each of them set off in the airport, the news media continued to follow up.

In addition, there are farewell ceremonies and banners, which are all customary.

The reporters filmed the spacecraft until it took off, and then they put away the recording equipment with a smile, ready to pack up and go back.

But at this moment, over the airport, an orange radio light suddenly lit up, covering the entire port with orange rays of light alternately.

At the same time, the alarm sounded, and the intelligent control system automatically closed all the gates.

The broadcast sounded:

"All staff and passengers please note that the SEREN system has detected unknown wormhole fluctuations, and the use of the VI138 wormhole channel is temporarily closed. Please stop all activities immediately and wait in place!"

"Repeat, please pay attention to all staff and passengers..."

"Play notes below..."

The reporters looked at each other, and suddenly someone suddenly opened the camera lens that had just been closed.

"Big news! What are you still doing?"

"Isn't it someone from Bluestar Studio on the last flight? Something big happened this time..."

"What the **** is going on..."

In just half an hour, the news of the abnormality in the wormhole channel quickly spread throughout half of the sixth star province, causing a huge response.

- This is a rare phenomenon that has not been seen in decades. Just like a sudden storm causing a plane crash, it is a small probability event that has not been completely avoided by human beings.

Government departments have been dispatched urgently. While closing the air port, the list of crashed flights has also been quickly compiled.

Among them were two private spaceships carrying a production team from Bluestar Studios.

After some netizens discovered the accident list, the Blue Star official forum exploded on the spot.

[Chief Master Ming and the entire team are on the flight! ! 】

[Tell me this is not true! Does anyone have an explanation for wormhole fluctuations? what's the situation? What are the odds of coming back safely? Do you need any help from us? 】

[Blue Star has issued an announcement! ! The news turned out to be true! ! The leader is on top! ! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! 】

Blue Star's official website soon issued a relevant announcement, confirming the news circulating on the Internet.

Yes, the chief designer Ming and the "Soul of Mortal" team led by him, a total of 67 people, were all on one of the crashed flights.

They were accompanied by Xia Cheng, the general manager of the IPP platform, and 23 other relevant personnel.

Both ships are now missing!

Wormholes still haven't fully stabilized...

Officials are hurrying and doing their best to search and rescue!

…

At this moment, on the rumored "wrecked spaceship".

Ming Yan and Xia Cheng are looking confused, listening to the artificial intelligence reporting their current position.

[SI8482N star field, P092 nebula, unknown solar system. 】

Clearly: "???"

Xia Cheng knew a little more and said, "Generally, this numbered star field means that it has not been named yet. Most of it is an area discovered by artificial intelligence detectors, and it has not even attracted anyone's attention, so it has never been named."

Ming Yan was at a loss: "We are just taking a super-light channel, why did we go to a place that we have never heard of?"

Xia Cheng couldn't answer this question either.

Fortunately, there are many professionals in Xia Cheng's car. His captain quickly understood the situation and reported that there might be something wrong with the wormhole.

The superluminal channel is inherently mysterious, and once there is a problem, it is easy to miss it by a thousand miles.

For one second, the spacecraft in the channel may fly several astronomical units away.

Now the plan is also very clear, it is to try to send out a distress signal, and at the same time to search whether there is an interstellar civilization nearby that can help.

Professional things can only be used by professionals.

At this time, Xia Cheng and Ming Yan were equivalent to nothing, and they could only check the development of the situation every day.

It's useless to rush anyway, and this spacecraft happens to be a super large model, which is enough for hundreds of people to survive in space for a few months without pressure.

Even if it really doesn't work, there is also a deluxe version of the human body freezing device, which can be kept frozen for hundreds of years until someone rescues it.

This time Ming Yan just didn't bring his work computer.

Unable to take advantage of this time to work, Ming Yan was quite disappointed, so he took out the two game consoles he brought.

Xia Cheng: "…"

There are many people who are calm, but it is rare to see someone like Ming Yan, who collapsed in front of Mount Tai without changing his face!

Ming Yan looked up, patted the position next to him calmly, and said calmly, "Come online."

When Xia Cheng saw that he was so old, he sat silently beside him.

Ming Yan put another game console in Xia Cheng's hands, and comforted him casually, "It's already happened anyway, and we can't help. Instead of running around to make trouble, it's better to sit and consume less resources. Waste less time."

Xia Cheng was stunned for a while, then said, "What you said... makes sense."

Why, Ming Yan seems to be very skilled?

This is a solitary spaceship that has been teleported to an inaccessible and remote star field!

Xia Cheng felt more and more that Ming Yan was an unpredictable man.

Mingming has known each other for many years, and he has seen many aspects of Mingyan in his life...but he has never seen Mingyan shocked or angry.

In other words, Ming Yan seems to always be a winner, giving people a feeling of being extremely trustworthy.

Xia Cheng looked at Ming Yan's expression inexplicably.

Mingyan said while playing games without raising his head: "I used to be very afraid, I was very afraid of death, who is not afraid of death? But then I got used to it, and everything was fine when I got used to it. It's just a waste of time, it doesn't help."

Xia Cheng manipulated his character and sighed: "You are really the most mentally powerful person I have ever seen. I can't do this. I was just thinking about whether there is enough fuel and enough oxygen..."

Ming Yan said: "Didn't the captain say that it is really impossible to find a suitable star nearby and extract nuclear fuel directly from the surface of the star?"

Xia Cheng said: "That's right, but this is a civilian spaceship after all. It is easy to burn if it is too close to the surface of the star, and the alloy metal materials used for maintenance may not be enough at that time."

Mingyan touched his chin and asked, "What elements cannot be obtained in cosmic space? There are multi-functional robots on board. When the time comes, suitable planets can be found, and these little things can be explored and mined for metal materials."

Xia Cheng: "…"

Ming Yan added: "There is not enough oxygen, and there are planets with atmospheres. We can still find planets and comets with liquid water or solid ice, and then electrolyzed water can also get oxygen."

Xia Cheng was silent for a while, and said, "Listening to you, I suddenly feel that all this is just a small problem."

"There is nothing that cannot be solved by manpower." Ming Yan smiled, "If there is, we have to try until the last second to know that this problem is one of them. It is far from the time to despair. Woolen cloth."

That's what he said, after all, Ming Yan was a person who came out of the last days, and he was so calm that he didn't look like an ordinary person.

Xia Cheng was still absent-minded while playing games.

He thought about it for a while, and then said: "I don't know what's going on in the Sixth Star Province now. I just reported to my family that I can be there tomorrow morning at the latest, but an accident happened. I also made a few appointments. Personal conversation... ugh."

Ming Yan said: "It's okay, you can write it down first."

Xia Cheng: "...As a last word?"

Ming Yan: "No, lest you forget it when you go back."

Xia Cheng: "…"

Mingyan laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, it'll be alright."

Xia Cheng put down the game console, looked at Ming Yan seriously, and said, "Do you know what I'm thinking about now? I'm thinking about a couple in the Blue Star Doomsday movie, when the world ends..."

Ming Yan was stunned for a moment: "Did you kiss?"

Xia Cheng said: "Yes. I can feel that feeling now. It seems that if I don't hurry now, I will lose something precious...every minute."

Said clearly: "Oh."

The two looked at each other for a second.

Xia Cheng's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he could almost hear a thumping sound in his chest.

He was dying. He had never been so nervous when the spaceship crashed before.

Where to start?

Xia Cheng's eyes fell on Ming Yan's lips, then he quickly glanced at his expression, and when he saw Ming Yan's eyes looking at himself, he was startled and lowered his head again.

At this time, Ming Yan looked thoughtful and stretched out a finger.

Xia Cheng: "?"

Ming Yan raised the man's chin with one finger, and then leaned over and kissed.

Xia Cheng: "!!!"

Ming Yan pondered: "Now I can feel that feeling too."

Xia Cheng's breathing was whirring, and his chest was also hot.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Ming Yan over, and like him, he simply took a sip.

At this moment, he heard Ming Yan suddenly shout "Ah"!

Xia Cheng was so frightened that he almost jumped up: "What's wrong? What happened?!"

I saw Ming Yan clenched his right fist and hit the palm of his left hand fiercely: "I thought of a wonderful idea!!"

Xia Cheng: "Huh?"

Ming Yan suddenly stood up and said, "Yes! The spaceship crashed and fell into an unknown universe. Then, you can replenish fuel through stars and oxygen and metals through planets... This is a good game theme!"

Xia Cheng: "what???"

Confused.

Seeing that Ming Yan's face was full of joy, he rushed to the table and took out a stack of manuscript paper, and drew on it with a pen.

"The new game of Dragon Slayer's Sword is here again! I've had a lot of...a lot of inspiration for planning projects!"