The solar system is broken

Night rain.

Thunder and lightning split the black sky, and purple-white tentacles spread to infinite distance.

The black umbrella goes first in the electric light.

Crackling~

The umbrella was stiff and unmoving in the swaying wind and rain.

The leaves of the shrubs are turned up one by one, and the light blue (the leaves are light green) trembles in the dark green.

Woohoo~

The wind tugged at the trouser legs, like a naughty sheepdog playing with its owner's trouser legs.

A cool breeze went straight up the trouser legs and passed through the chest. It was very cool.

The rainfall in the rainforest climate is violent and fierce, just like the unbridled enthusiasm of young people.

Huo Shantie's face was livid, looking at the foggy road ahead, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Phew~

The person he was going to meet tonight was very special, and Huo Shan was very nervous.

He was mumbling something in his mouth, which seemed very complicated.

Toot~ (the sound of the car horn is too difficult to imitate)

A distant light slowly swept across the mountains in the distance.

The heavy rain scattered the light so much that it was so bright that it was difficult to see clearly.

A Lincoln extended-length sedan slowly revealed its slender body from the rain curtain.

"Crunch~"

The car stopped steadily in front of Huo Shan.

A woman got out of the passenger seat, wearing sunglasses and a mask.

The heavy rain poured down on her, and the ravine between the two hemispheres was dripping with water.

With smoky makeup, her lips look like they were poisoned.

The shorts were so short that they were completely hemless, and she wore black stockings, revealing a tattoo on her white area.

"Senior monk, let's check the password first." It was probably Wan Chai.

"Yeah," Huo Shan nodded. His face looked very unnatural.

"How long has it been since you took a shower?"

Huo Shan gritted his teeth and whispered, "Bikini doesn't look good."

“Are there aliens in Zhangjiakou?”

Huo Shan closed one eye and replied, "Smoking is harmful to health."

"correct answer."

Worri, it’s really a secret code. Even a normal person shouldn’t set it up like this.

What a shame.

"I personally think that this pasta should be made of No. 42 cement concrete."

"Because of the length of this screw, it can easily directly affect the torque of the excavator. When you smash it in, it will produce a large amount of high protein in an instant, commonly known as UFO."

"This will seriously affect economic development. It will even cause certain nuclear pollution to the Pacific Ocean and the charger."

"Based on this Pythagorean theorem, you can easily deduce that the artificially raised Oriental Chicken can capture wild trigonometric functions."

"So whether Qin Shihuang's section is radioactive or whether Trump's nth power has sediment, it will not affect the rendezvous and docking between Wal-Mart and Welcome in Antarctica."

"One of our own!"

"One of our own!"

shake hands.

"Senior Monk Huoshan, our boss is waiting for you in the car."

The woman made a gesture of invitation, and water droplets formed a line from her lotus arms, dripping to the ground.

Huo Shan shook his hand. The woman's hands were wet and she didn't even wipe them.

"It's not urgent," Huo Shan put his hand on the car door.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to ask a question!"

"Senior monk, tell me~"

"Whose design secret code!"

Quiet.

The glass of the cab was lowered gently, and a strong black man with an extremely thick... arm was stretched across the window, and his bald head was painted in black and white.

"Boss~"

"Sorry, my voice was a bit loud."

Huo Shan pulled the car door back, but it couldn't be opened.

"Drive forward."

"I know..." Huo Shan felt ashamed.

The car is a good car, with dark brown leather seats and orange lights overhead.

The interior of the car is decorated in a Chinese style, with plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums swirling on the heads of the four gentlemen, creating a simple and elegant style.

The cab and the car are separated to ensure a private space in the back.

The car is more than 2 meters wide, so there are two positions arranged.

There is a small coffee table in the middle, carved with a gold-plated dragon, and the faucet proudly holds a small teacup.

The purple clay pot is emitting white smoke, and the fragrance of tea is mixed with a touch of sandalwood, which is very relaxing.

A young white man was lying on a chair, with a jade ring on his thumb and a cup of tea in his hand.

This man has a hooked nose, small ears, and golden curly hair. His appearance is unattractive but he gives off a very shrewd impression.

"You must be Mr. Huo," his Mandarin was very standard, and his voice was very brittle, as if his voice had not changed.

"Um."

"This is Moses."

"Huo Shan."

Huo Shan lay down against the seat. The chair slowly leaned back with a slight pressure and turned into a recliner.

"Sir, are you from China?" Moses put down his cup and looked at the hacker curiously.

As the biggest roadie in Xixian, this was the first time he saw someone get into his car and be so calm.

"It has been the same for eighteen generations." Not to mention that this chair is really soft.

"Then you must have seen...Long Luo~"

Huo Shan stood up and met Moses' sincere eyes.

"Well...Mr. Moses, shouldn't we discuss the transaction first?"

In view of his crude slogan design, Huo Shan felt that apart from trading, it would be better to have less contact with others.

"Don't worry, I have to do these every day," he sighed, and then there were sparks in his eyes, "I'll show you something..."

Moses pulled out a tablet from under the coffee table, tapped it a few times and handed it to Huo Shan, who looked suspicious.

"Is the dragon I drew right?"

There are very few Chinese people in South America. Moses has been interested in Chinese dragons since he was a child and has always wanted to find a Chinese person who has seen a real dragon.

The dragon in the tablet is very domineering, its body is blue, it has five claws and is covered with scales.

The only thing that differs from Chinese New Year pictures is that it has a pair of wings.

"How is it?" Moses looked at Huo Shan expectantly.

"It actually has no wings."

"Huh?" Moses shook his head, "It's true that none of the Chinese paintings I saw have wings."

"But don't you think it's unreasonable? Flying without wings is not aerodynamic."

...

Isn’t this thing only in mythology?

"I think it was because it went extinct too long ago, and the wings of the unearthed skeleton were too fragile to be preserved."

Moses dragged his chin and said seriously.

"Could it be possible? It's not a matter of unearthing it at all." Huo Shan looked at the boss awkwardly.

"You mean..." Frowning, Moses suddenly realized, "It turns out I was wrong all along. That's it."

"You are indeed wrong," Huo Shan returned the tablet.

But Moses took out a slender pen from the pen trough and gave Huo Shan a thumbs up, "Huo, your opinion is really precious to me."

Opinion? Huo Shan feels like he has a bad idea.

But Moses, who was writing furiously, was too embarrassed to interrupt.

Under the dripping rain, the car drove forward quietly in silence, no one knew where they would go.

Huo Shan was about to fall asleep in a daze.

"The painting is done!"

Moses excitedly handed over the tablet.

Huo Shan was confused, "This doesn't change anything?"

"Well, I just made inferences about his basic performance." Moses took a sip of tea and said calmly.

"inference?"

"How many ways do you think humans can fly?" Moses was persuasive, and the smile on his face could no longer be concealed.

"How to say?"

"Reaction and buoyancy."

Buoyancy is very simple, just like a hydrogen balloon, it can float if the overall density is less than that of air.

The swim bladder of fish relies on this buoyancy to achieve ups and downs.

"Please look at this picture." Moses drew a line, and a cross-sectional structure appeared.

"This is?"

"This is the keel. If the air bags on the left and right sides of the keel are filled with light gas, then the dragon can completely float freely."

Huo Shan narrowed his eyes, which made sense. "So where is the source of the light gas?"

"This is easier, look at this picture."

This is a longitudinal cross-section of a dragon.

"Electrolysis of water. It is well known that aquatic animals such as electric eels can release 800 volts of high voltage. It is not surprising that dragons can discharge electricity."

"The dragon head and dragon horn are the negative electrodes, which release electric current and electrolyze water to produce a large amount of hydrogen, which is stored in the air bag through the throat to achieve the power of floating."

"The negative electrode of the dragon's tail generates a large amount of oxygen, which is expelled from the body through the tail, and the high-speed airflow propels the dragon forward."

Huo Shan's eyes widened, and Moses was elated.

"But what you know is that the electrical conductivity of water is average, and the dragon is so huge, it obviously needs..."

Moses nodded and thought for a while, "The dielectric for electrolyzing water is indeed not difficult to obtain in seawater. Sodium chloride is a good dielectric. What's more, there is stomach acid. If the dragon's stomach acid is sulfuric acid, the effect will be better."

Huo Shan: It seems that I can’t come back to my full circle.

"Of course, the myth says that it has the power to travel thousands of miles in an instant, which means that its jet speed is extremely fast and may reach more than ten atmospheric pressures."

"Such a high-speed airflow will generate a lot of heat, so I suspect it has a very powerful condensation circulation system. This system is widely distributed and continuously releases huge amounts of condensation water during the flight."

"I'm afraid this is the reason why the rain has come."

Huo Shan looked at the design and wondered what was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

“So where does the condensation come from?”

Moses smiled and said, "That's a good question."

"The faucet opens and a large amount of air is sucked into the body. The temperature in the body is extremely high, and it naturally condenses into water. Part of it is then diverted to circulate and cool the high temperature caused by gas friction, and part of it is used for electrolysis."

"This structure is completely in line with science and is simply perfect."

Huo Shan couldn't find a suitable loophole to refute him for a while. After all, he even thought of using water for multiple purposes, and the whole structure was interlocking with him.

"So, a dragon should be like this."

3D automatically synthesizes an animation.

A dragon had an electric arc flashing above its head, its mouth opened wide, and it kept swallowing air. Heavy rain poured down around it, and a long tail of gas trailed behind it.

"Wori!!"

What kind of dragon is this, a jet monster? Moses, you must have been drinking fake wine.