I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

God knows how big the underground base of Area 52 is. The elevator finally stopped after walking for another five minutes.

After the elevator door opened this time, the world that appeared in front of Chen Feng was completely different.

In the center of the spacious curved metal dome hall was the twin-axle ship.

Under the bright light, the extremely streamlined twin-axis ship shines brightly.

This ship is said to be a wreck, but its appearance is undamaged and brand new.

The shape of the ship is like a sailboat supported by two floating plates on the left and right sides.

On either side of it are cylindrical engines that look like two torpedoes.

The engine is thirty-three meters long and is a closed structure with no turbine inside.

Chen Feng knew the structural principles of this engine very well.

The front half of the straight tube is the force field generator.

The force field principle is somewhat similar to the warp-like engine, but its performance is average and its ability to isolate cosmic dust is poor. Its top speed is only one-third of the speed of light, and its acceleration time is appallingly long.

The second half of the straight cylinder is a jet engine, and the main injection medium is the remaining reaction material after the battery is burned to provide energy.

Yes, although this is an old car, it also has a twin-engine configuration.

Counting the third anti-gravity engine, it is a three-engine.

The crew cabin is in the middle, an olive-shaped structure with a length of 25 meters.

From time to time, several researchers in lab coats would patrol near the ship with instruments, and then put the instruments on to test materials.

Chen Feng only looked at the ship briefly and didn't care much.

Instead, he focused most of his attention on the structure of the underground base itself.

There are dozens of doors inside this hall.

Obviously, there is much more than just this hall in the underground base.

He carefully observed the dome structure, and subconsciously calculated the structure of the base, lighting, ventilation system, living material supply, etc.

Although Chen Feng had piloted a twin-axis ship in the 31st century, the underground base was gone at that time. It was a pity that he could not get a glimpse of the Area 52 base that countless people in the 21st century had been dreaming of.

Well, he actually has voyeuristic desires.

"Mr. Chen, as you can see, this is Area 52, the most mysterious and cutting-edge research project in the world. We have more than a thousand elite personnel from all walks of life serving the research project to decipher this alien ship. I bet , No one on this planet knows aliens better than us." Mendelsohn said proudly.

Obviously, before Chen Feng arrived, he carefully prepared a welcome speech.

But he got a little stuck just after he finished speaking, because he realized that Chen Feng's description of quantum materials in "The Collection of Madman's Conjectures Version 3.0" truly accurately portrayed the material essence of the ship's appearance.

Mendelsohn believed that Chen Feng had never seen this ship, and had never known that there was such a terrible material that could self-repair across space in the world. He found the core of the problem only from a theoretical perspective.

This is the power of a true master.

I'm just trying to make a fool of myself in the class, I'm making a joke.

Chen Feng paid attention to the scale of a thousand people he mentioned and thought for a moment. This almost means that the construction cost of Area 52 is at least tens of billions of dollars, and the annual operation and maintenance costs are hundreds of millions of dollars.

This does not take into account the investment in cutting-edge analytical equipment, which is immeasurable.

If this base is built on the ground, the construction cost can be saved by at least 70%, and the operation and maintenance cost can be saved by 50%.

He was saddened by this.

Those who are thieves will always imagine others as thieves. They would rather waste money to maintain confidentiality to this extent, for fear of being discovered by other countries in the world.

What a shame.

"Mr. Chen, this is part of my analysis report. I did not find any offensive weapons in this ship. If you look at this half-life report again, this is the age of the impact terrain below when we found the hiding place of the ship. analyze."

Chen Feng lowered his head and looked at the report in his hand. There was nothing new. He knew everything.

Mendelsohn was still analyzing excitedly, "As early as 10 million years ago, this ship was already on the earth. And it did not carry any weapons. This is my argument. I think this ship The civilization behind the ship is full of goodwill towards mankind. It should be an observation station and may also invisibly lead our civilization forward."

Chen Feng was noncommittal, then pretended not to know and asked, "Where are the people inside?"

"There are no people and no corpses. We inferred the shape of the alien based on the structure of the chair. It is unmanned and was just placed on the earth. It has similar functions to the probe we put on Mars."

Chen Feng spread his hands and said, "Okay."

The support for Mendelsohn's argument for a benign universe is here.

Chen Feng agreed with part of his views. The Mi tribe was indeed quite friendly.

However, good people do not live long, causing harm to future generations.

Of course, it's also possible that the Mizu were wiped out by an even worse villain before they could do anything bad.

Chen Feng knew more.

The twin-axis ships did indeed settle on the earth tens of millions of years ago and penetrated seventy-five kilometers underground.

The crew of the ship have long since left, but the brain inside the ship has not shut down. Instead, it quietly monitors the world through neutrino scanning. The brain will then transmit the collected information back to the Mizu home planet through the quantum network, or It's somewhere else.

Chen Feng is not sure whether the Mythic ships played any important role in the birth and evolution of mankind.

However, future scientific researchers generally believe that the Mizu ships firmly played the role of pure observers, commonly known as doing nothing.

The ship's energy supply mainly relies on the unfolded solar light wings.

Millions of years ago, the Mystical Civilization was forced into a brutal war with the Compound Eye Civilization, and was eventually defeated and destroyed.

Since then, this twin-axis ship has lost contact with the main control computer of the Lost Race and has become an ownerless thing.

Perhaps from that time on, the earth has entered the vision of compound-eyed civilization.

But at that time, humans were just upright apes who had just learned to collect wildfires. The earth was in a complete civilized vacuum, and it was not even worth keeping in captivity.

However, although the twin-axis ship lost its controller, its brain still faithfully executed the observation instructions.

In 1947, the twin-axis ship was supposed to leave the earth and return to the Mythical Base as planned.

It quietly drills into the ground and floats up into the atmosphere. At the same time, it sends signals to the parent star or base through high-frequency quantum networks, waiting for positioning and pulling.

Something unexpected happened.

It did not wait for a signal from its home star or base, and at the same time encountered extreme lightning weather at night.

Because of lurking underground for tens of millions of years, the ship's energy supply was already insufficient. After being hit multiple times by lightning, it was hit again by lightning multiple times, automatically activating the shield, ultimately resulting in insufficient energy supply.

It began to prepare to return to the earth's surface in accordance with the predetermined self-protection procedures. At the same time, it opened its solar light wings to charge with the low light at night, and will lift off again during the day to escape the atmosphere the next day.

But the black swan effect continued to take effect, and during its descent, it was concentrated by anti-aircraft missiles.

If the shield energy is sufficient, the destructive power of this anti-aircraft missile is not worthy of even scratching it.

However, at this time, it just lost its shield due to insufficient energy.

The missile destroyed its solar light wing and caused it to crash into the city of Roseville, where it was "captured" by federal troops.

This is the entire analysis of the world-famous "Roswell Incident" that Chen Feng saw from a thousand years later, plus additional speculations based on his own understanding of the Mysterious Tribe, and the final analysis conclusion he reached.

Master Chen believes that this is basically consistent with the facts.

While chatting, everyone walked under the twin-axis ship.

Chen Feng looked at the open door of the ship's crew cabin and gave a rare compliment, "It's pretty good. No wonder you know there is no weapon system inside. By the way, how do you open this door?"

Mendelsohn said slightly embarrassed: "It exploded during a nuclear test. The door was seriously damaged at the time, but it was repaired by itself. However, opening and closing are its normal conditions, so we kept it open. If I accidentally turn it off, I'm afraid it will explode again."

Chen Feng rolled his eyes wildly and wanted to give Mendelssohn a thumbs up.

You are ruthless enough, and you are not afraid of being blown up.

Well, he finally knew the secret that could not be found in the historical data a thousand years later.

Nuclear testing is open.

Okay, very nice.

I guess it must have been too embarrassing, so I didn't save any paper documents and it was only passed down by word of mouth.

"Okay. If the artificial intelligence in the Mizu ship completely shuts down and self-destructs its data due to exhaustion of energy, then your explosion will definitely achieve great success."

Mendelssohn's face turned even redder.

Ellen was particularly good at capturing the information in Chen Feng's words, and quickly asked: "Miscellaneous tribe?"

Chen Feng coughed lightly, "The alien race we don't understand is like a puzzle, so I just named it Mizu. How about it?"

Iron and Mendelsohn nodded at the same time, "Great."

The assistant even quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote the name "Miszu".

Several people entered the cabin.

The wall structure is made of silver-white metal, which feels silky and cool to the touch.

Mendelsohn introduced: "This metal is incredible, it seems to be alive."

Chen Feng smiled and was noncommittal.

If the artificial intelligence inside is still "alive", then in a sense, this ship is really alive.

The space inside the cabin is very narrow and compact, and there is no living area. It is all a workshop filled with various integrated equipment.

The door of the workshop is very narrow, only half a meter high and only about 20 centimeters wide. It is obviously not meant for people to enter. It looks like a common maintenance hatch on industrial equipment.

Chen Feng knew why.

In fact, there is a storage bin filled with various types of robots under the crew cabin of the Mizu ship.

If there is a problem with the equipment in the functional room and requires manual rest, Mizu will control these robots to drill in through direct brainwave connection and implement semi-artificial and semi-intelligent repairs.

However, the embarrassing 21st century scholars cannot blow open the door of the storage warehouse, so they don't know at all.

They can't conduct experiments directly inside the ship, that would be too much.

After walking a little further inside, everyone went down, got through a small doorway, and finally entered the cockpit.

The cockpit of the fan ship is completely different from the cockpit of the human ship, and there is no visual field of view at all.

Later technicians analyzed that it may be that the vision imaging mechanism of the Mi tribe's body is different from that of humans.

Human beings have always maintained a high degree of dependence on naked eye observation, while fans are more superstitious about cameras or the data reference provided by monitoring instruments.

Six or seven people squeezed into the cockpit, which seemed very crowded.

However, the cabin space is different from that of human aircraft in the 21st century. There is no complicated operating instrument panel at all, only a few strange metal balls placed there.

In front of the ball formation is a small chair.

The chair is made of hard pure metal structure, and the comfort is extremely poor when sitting on it.

The technicians also speculated and simulated the body shape of the Mizu based on the shape of the chair.

Mendelssohn put his hand over a sphere, and hundreds of tiny arcs of electricity that looked like silk protruded from the sphere.

"Mr. Chen, you can try it. The arc is a little numb when it touches your palm. We speculate that there may be information transmitted from it, but we can't identify it."

Chen Feng's pupils shrank, and he finally became interested.

He knows this arc very well, it is a neural linking method, and there is indeed a lot of information in it.

But by the time humans can read this information in the twenty-eighth century, the ball will really be just a ball and will have no reaction at all.

This phenomenon means that the brain in this ship has not completely stopped yet!

He quickly pulled Mendelsohn's hand away, "Don't touch it, don't waste energy! Let me do it."