Wander! Blue Star People

At the No. 2 salvage point, several deep-sea detectors were floating on the sea, and there were several submarines not far away.

Some people in orange clothes were busy on it, conducting emergency maintenance.

The commander here is called Chen Yong.

He was an experienced rear admiral, standing on the deck of a destroyer.

He asked seriously: "How long will it take for the instrument to be repaired?"

"Report, we are still looking for the reason, but it will take at least three to five hours."

Unlike Salvage Point No. 1, Salvage Point No. 2 received a salvage order.

But whether it is a detector or a submarine, once it dives underwater, the pointers of various instruments rotate randomly and cannot operate normally at all.

Chen Yong frowned.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, so the instrument must be repaired as soon as possible.

On the other side of Salvage Point No. 3, several warships were drifting aimlessly on the sea.

The people on the boat were anxious because they could not receive satellite positioning signals and could not go to the scheduled salvage area.

If it floats like this, they won't have a chance to salvage antimatter in 360 hours, not to mention thirty-six hours.

They don't even know where they are now!

The coalition government has tasted domination on both the information and intelligence levels.

All members of the No. 1 salvage point have lost contact, from the commander to the reserve team; the instrument pointer of the No. 2 salvage point is spinning left and right, and the detector cannot dive; the satellite positioning of the No. 3 salvage point is out of order, and the longitude and latitude cannot be found accurately. coordinate.

Operations at all three salvage sites were blocked, each for its own reasons.

The information level was crushed to pieces. Human beings have never dealt with this kind of situation before, and they were at a loss for a while.

A strong sense of powerlessness enveloped the coalition government headquarters building, and everyone looked a little nervous.

"What should we do now?"

"Digital Life has implemented information shielding for Salvage Point No. 1. As long as we want to exchange information with Salvage Point No. 1, personnel will lose contact."

"Even people who can be contacted one second will suddenly lose contact the next second."

"They're missing their salvage window right away."

The loss of contact was not a big problem at first, because they had already anticipated the possibility of communication blocking.

According to the agreement, if no salvage order is received, the people at salvage point No. 1 will still act on time.

It can be seen from the satellite images that the No. 1 salvage point is ready, but for some reason it remains unchanged.

"The digital life invaded and destroyed the electronic instruments at the No. 2 salvage point. Several major instruments have to be returned to the factory for replacement. It will definitely be impossible to continue the mission."

"There are other deep-sea detectors nearby."

"But if you miss this salvage opportunity, it will take at least nine hours before the next salvage can be carried out."

The seabed environment is very complex, and the impact of marine life on salvage operations must also be considered. Salvage cannot be carried out at any time.

"The situation at Salvage Site 3 is also very bad. Digital beings have interfered with their satellite signals and electronic systems. They say they don't know where they are."

"We can't see them either. They may have yawed very far."

But the problems at Salvage Site Three may be minimal in comparison.

Because there is still a reserve team.

As long as the positioning problem is solved, the reserve team can take over the lost team and continue the salvage mission.

After some discussion, the command headquarters made a decision.

"Prioritize resources and solve the problem of positioning the No. 3 salvage point!"

"Abandon electronic communication with Salvage Point No. 1, switch to using fighter jets to transmit information manually, and check instruments and electronic systems before departure."

"Don't bring deep-sea detectors from nearby Salvage Point No. 2."

"There may be something wrong with the instruments of those detectors. Anyway, it will take nine hours to salvage them again. We need to urgently recruit those brand-new detectors that are still in the manufacturer's warehouse."

"Remember to do factory inspections and disconnect from the Internet during the entire process."

Although they encountered a small setback, the headquarters was not discouraged. They made arrangements for the conditions encountered at the three salvage points.

"let's move!"

"We must salvage three pieces of antimatter no matter what!"

Only three hours have passed since the thirty-sixth hour, and it's just dawn. They still have many chances.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

clatter! clatter!

Ma Zhao squatted on the chair with his milk bottle in front of him.

He clicked on the keyboard with his calloused index finger. Every time he clicked a few times, a dazzling piece of code would pop up on the screen.

He glanced briefly, clicked a few more, and moved on to another dizzying expanse of code.

"Although the incident happened suddenly, it is not traceable."

Ma Zhao is looking for and solving problems for the salvage point. He said expressionlessly, "In the final analysis, the technology of digital life is actually not that far ahead of us."

What digital life can do depends largely on what 550W can do.

And Ma Zhao is the person who knows 550W best.

He has already solved a lot of problems. If he solves a few more problems, he can restore satellite positioning to the No. 3 salvage point.

"yes."

Tu Hengyu was cracking the communication shield, typing on the keyboard at about the same speed as Ma Zhao.

He said without raising his head: "That's why I feel even more scared."

"If we really encounter an enemy that completely surpasses us in information technology, the opponent will not need to use a single soldier. He can just plant a Trojan horse into us and destroy us."

Injecting Trojan horses into the enemy's intelligent system may be the lowest-cost method of interstellar warfare.

Ma Zhao nodded.

He said calmly: "I hope we won't encounter such an enemy, because even if we get rid of our dependence on intelligent systems, the other party may have other ways to destroy us."

He felt that Digital Tu Hengyu was hiding something, but he didn't know exactly what he was hiding.

He paused and then continued: "Your digital life should have something to say. You should chat with him more and see if you can come up with a few words."

Tu Hengyu sighed: "I'll try my best."

The two of them talked in a sweet voice, but the content of their conversation was extremely heavy. There was a strong contrast between their cute image and serious tone.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

As he spoke, Ma Zhao solved another problem.

He said to Hao Xiaoxi: "Test it and see if the satellite positioning has been restored."

After saying that, he picked up the milk bottle on the table and started sucking it silently.

He usually drinks milk from a cup.

But the big leader, Hao Xiaoxi, got him a milk bottle from nowhere.

Hao Xiaoxi made a phone call, then shook his head to Ma Zhao: "They can receive satellite positioning, but the coordinates are very unstable. Sometimes they are in the southern hemisphere, and sometimes they are in the northern hemisphere."

Ma Zhao thought for two seconds.

He put down the bottle and started typing on the keyboard again.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

clatter! clatter!

"Is it okay now?"

After a few minutes, Ma Zhao asked calmly.

Hao Xiaoxi called again, and this time she nodded to Ma Zhao, with unconcealable joy on her face.

"The signal is restored!"

At 7:41, satellite positioning was restored.

At this moment, there are still 31.5 hours before the antimatter explosion, and there is less and less time left for mankind. The coalition government held a press conference in accordance with the law and announced the matter to the public.

In an instant, public sentiment surged.

"Why are you notifying us now?"

“The coalition government is so incompetent!”

"Digital life is harmful to people!"

Some people questioned,

Some people ridiculed,

Someone is angry.

But no matter what attitude they hold, everyone has the same question in their minds - can mankind survive this crisis?

Will this book survive the crisis?

Today, Monday, the editor went to work, and I asked for his opinion.

I learned that this week is likely to be the last week of the new book period. If I can meet the reading standards by next Wednesday, I can write this book without any worries.

Frankly speaking, the situation is quite dangerous. If you read more, you can write, but if you read less, you won't be able to write.

This week is the time when everyone needs to catch up the most.

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You have come a long way with this book. Many book friends have read it all the way from the first day I opened the book to this day, and now only the last part is left.

Thank you all.

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