My Empire

These liquids may be nutrient solutions for the survival of the personnel, flowing out of the dormant cabins and continuing to the door on the other side.

Chris walked quickly past the hexagonal dormant hatch with flashing red lights and walked to the front of the closed hatch.

He stretched out his hand and opened the code lock on this side, and saw some traces of dried up liquid remaining on it.

It was still the code, and Chris was not in the mood to avoid Andrea beside him. He easily opened the door of the room, but this time, the lighting in the passage only turned on about two-thirds.

After all, this spacecraft named Fengling 004 has been lying here for more than 10,000 years, and there are some internal parts that really can't work properly.

Even if the materials used in this spacecraft are very advanced and very strong, even the power system of this spacecraft has surpassed the current technical level of the Ailan Hill Empire.

"Obviously, this is the passage leading to the main control room." Chris walked in the dim passage. Behind him is Andrea, behind Andrea is Luther and Merrien, and behind him. It is a whole team of heavy armored grenadier guards.

They walked along the narrow passage, and countless footsteps echoed in this long corridor. Going all the way to the end of the corridor, another gate blocked Chris's way.

Above the gate was a red flag, a familiar flag that Chris was dreaming about.

In the lower right corner of this flag, there is a white artistic Arabic numeral 004, which represents the number of the spacecraft.

Chris stroked the red flag with his hand, and he could even vaguely see that there was an unclear handprint on the flag.

Chris easily lifted the transparent cover on the side with his hand and pressed it on the upper operation panel with his hand. He entered the numbers that kept coming up in his mind and opened the door that looked very thick and solid.

"Chi..." The air pressure vented, and the heavy door slowly opened, and the main control room of the spacecraft appeared in front of everyone.

The two astronauts who had lost their lives lay peacefully on their seats, and some of the indicators on the dashboard were still shining faintly.

The astronauts in white spacesuits did not wear helmets, and their round neckline was exposed, revealing the light yellow close-fitting clothing inside.

The white spacesuits on their bodies have a hard protective layer, and the red national flag on their chests made Chris suddenly have an urge to cry.

Who could have imagined that that great motherland could one day declare her power again at the end of the vast universe in this way?

"What does this mean?" Andrea asked, standing behind Chris, looking down at the numbers on the lower right corner of the red flag.

"A string of numbers." Chris explained: "It has the same meaning as the 004 we used. The two characters outside are the meaning of Fengling 004."

"What you explained is really beautiful, and the meaning of this new text is really complicated. I only saw two characters, so you used four words to translate." Andrea exclaimed.

"This may be the most beautiful language in the universe." Chris said proudly: "Beautiful and powerful."

"The language of God..." Andrea said convincingly: "This must be the language of God. As a descendant of God in the world, you can master such a powerful knowledge and such a complex language."

"The language of God...? Maybe, the language of God." Chris nodded, agreeing with Andrea's statement: "It is indeed the language of God, or my language."

He walked next to one of the corpses and looked at the man who had become a corpse there. This was a male corpse that had become disorganized.

His hand was still on the operation panel, and the outer hard shell of the spacesuit supported his body without falling down.

And the control system he operated gave Chris a sigh of relief. No wonder the power system of this spacecraft can still function after ten thousand years. It is a nuclear-powered super spacecraft.

Yes, nuclear power! And it's not an ordinary nuclear-powered spacecraft. The Fengling 004 spacecraft is a spacecraft equipped with a nuclear fusion device.

In this sense, it is indeed a kind of inheritance, a kind of legacy: the nuclear fusion reaction experiment that the technical team of the Ailan Hill Empire has not yet captured, it has been put into practical use.

Just study the power system of this spacecraft, and Chris can install the same type of device on his spacecraft.

With the nuclear fusion device, the spacecraft seems to have a small star, and the power can be described as endless.

With endless energy, the entire spacecraft can continue to operate like a star, just like the Fengling 004 spacecraft in front of us.

"Your Majesty! Here... everything here is too unbelievable! Let's quit for now, and come back when we are ready." Luther was shocked by everything in front of him, and he softly persuaded Chris .

Chris waved his hand gently, indicating that he was okay. He was just too excited, how could he not be excited when he looked at everything in front of him?

The functions of various switches are clearly marked on the control panel with Chinese characters. Touching the screen is spotless, and some are even shining, showing the status of various parts on the spacecraft.

Chris even felt that as long as he operated in the past, more lights would light up and more information would be displayed.

He bent down and picked up a tablet computer that fell on the ground. The broken screen was still stubbornly lit up for wireless charging. The device has never been powered off, but it has entered a hibernation state and has been waiting until today.

On the lit screen, those honeycomb-like hatches were all shown in red, and on one photo after another, the vivid faces had been branded with the words of death.

Obviously, the two Chinese astronauts who came to this control room checked the status of the passengers on the spacecraft and found that they were all out of medicine before they made the final arrangements.

The two people who came here were also unable to hold on because of an accident. They accidentally woke up from the dormant cabin. The circulation in the body did not seem to be fully activated, so the function collapsed.

They just sit here and spend a short period of doomsday in their lives.

Chris sighed slightly, and placed the tablet with the broken screen in his hand on the operating platform aside.