Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 113 translation complete, rocket launch.

Lin Mo finished reading the uncommon characters on the last page.

On the screen, countless characters scrolled, compared, and recombine rapidly.

"AI system, final proofreading."

"Received. Translation matrix accuracy and progress completed."

"Terra's universal vocabulary and grammar model have been established, and the translation cloud database can be updated."

Lin Mo picked up the black terminal, about the size of a remote control, from the table.

"Update confirmed."

The progress bar completed very quickly.

He picked up the terminal, cleared his throat, and said in Chinese:

"Test, test, this is Daxia, please respond."

Immediately, a phrase in standard Terran common language came through the terminal's speaker.

Outside the door, an expert in charge of the language project peeked in, his face full of anticipation.

Lin Mo handed him the translator.

"Professor Wang, it's done."

The expert took the translation device, his hands trembling with excitement.

"Excellent! Excellent! With the text translated, there will be a foundation for subsequent textbooks and various cultural studies!"

He held Lin Mo's hand tightly.

"Commander Lin, thank you for your efforts!"

"It's what I should do."

After seeing off the excited experts, Lin Mo stretched out a big yawn, his joints cracking.

"Wait, how long has it been since I slept?"

He realized the problem.

From the night the portal opened until yesterday, and now, it's been almost two days, right?

He turned to look at the guards; there were only two left. Originally there were four, but it seemed they had taken turns going to sleep.

During this time, the other party also advised him to pay attention to rest, but he refused, saying that he had eaten the Fruit of Life and had a strong constitution.

He moved his body around and checked his mental state; he felt no discomfort.

"Forget it, let's just change bodies. I remember that the brain changes its brain fluid when we sleep."

Fun fact: To some extent, it's true that someone's brain got waterlogged...

"Is your sleeping area ready? Do you know where my room is?"

He asked the guard, Wu Jiandao.

"I know, sir. Please come with me."

Following them, we arrived at the accommodation area, which consisted of a row of rooms constructed and converted from aluminum alloy.

"Sir, the portal is currently limited in size and there is no extra capacity to transport equipment for manufacturing cement and steel bars, so there are no houses built with cement."

"Those special grade cements were also used to reinforce the foundations of weapons."

Wu Jiandao explained as he walked.

Lin Mo waved his hand dismissively.

"It's okay, I don't care about that."

"Special times call for special measures."

Lin Mo used his fingerprint to open his room. It was a one-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom apartment, which was quite nice. He turned around and said:

"You should all go and rest. You've worked hard."

Wu Jiandao shook his head: "Chief, we have shifts to rest, so don't worry about us."

"Okay, okay."

"Oh, right, I'll wake up in another body later. You can wait for me at the portal exit. See you later!" Lin Mo closed the door.

After washing up, I closed my eyes and went to sleep, as darkness gradually swallowed my consciousness.

Lin-Lanxing-Mo fell asleep.

next second.

Lin-Tara-Mo suddenly opened her eyes and took a breath.

The ceiling in front of them was no longer an aluminum alloy ceiling, but a smooth, painted wall in the underground city base.

The personal terminal on my wrist vibrated slightly.

He looked up and saw a message from Zhao Gang on the screen.

"Commander Lin, the rocket will launch later. If you're interested, you can come and watch."

……

The atmosphere in the command hall of the temporary launch center was both solemn and enthusiastic.

Dozens of technicians in special uniforms were busy at their posts, while a panoramic view of the launch tower was displayed on the huge main screen.

The white Long March 11 carrier rocket, like a spear pointing towards the sky, stood silently.

Lin Mo walked into the hall and immediately saw a group of people standing in front of the screen.

General Long Zhan stood ramrod straight, dressed in full military uniform.

Zhao Gang stood with his hands behind his back, a barely perceptible hint of excitement on his face.

Beside him was an elderly man with gray hair and black-rimmed glasses, intently watching the data on the screen; he was Academician Qian Zhenhua.

To his surprise, Kyle, Elder Muyu, and Fendona were also present.

The three Terran visitors stood at the edge of the crowd, looking at everything before them with expressions that were a complex mix of awe, confusion, and shock.

When Fendona saw Lin Mo, her emerald green eyes lit up, and she nodded slightly.

"You're here, we've been waiting for you." Zhao Gang turned around and waved to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the rocket on the screen.

"Mr. Qian, is everything ready?"

Academician Qian Zhenhua pushed up his glasses, turned around, and pointed to the rocket model diagram on the screen.

"Yes, refueling is complete, and all systems have passed self-checks."

He paused, looked around at the crowd, and explained:

"This is our first space launch in another world, and many environmental parameters are unknown."

"For example, the actual gravity of this planet, atmospheric density, and the strength of its high-altitude magnetic field... all of these factors will affect the rocket's flight trajectory and the satellite's orbital accuracy."

"Therefore, this first satellite was mainly used to collect information and explore routes."

Academician Qian switched the screen, and a 3D model of a satellite appeared on the screen.

"A 300-kilogram multi-functional satellite that integrates all the detectors we can think of right now."

"Once its data is transmitted back, we can immediately make targeted optimizations for subsequent satellites."

"Our plan is to reduce the weight of a single satellite to fifty kilograms, so that one rocket can send six satellites into orbit."

"According to calculations, we need a total of sixty satellites to complete a single-orbit ring-shaped network covering Terra."

Kyle and Elder Muyu were completely bewildered, unable to understand what Academician Qian was rambling on about, only knowing that it sounded very high-level.

Kyle lowered his voice and asked Lin Mo in Common:

"Lord Lin Mo, what is that enormous white spear of yours? Is it some kind of incredibly powerful weapon?"

Lin Mo shook his head and explained:

"No, Your Excellency. For example, your communication stones can only transmit messages within a short range, and so can our walkie-talkies."

"To achieve greater distances, we need to use something called a rocket to launch information relay stations into the sky for relaying. This gives our walkie-talkies a longer communication range, which we usually call satellite phones."

Lin Mo didn't mention that it could be used for high-altitude surveillance and reconnaissance; he only needed to prove that it wasn't a weapon.

Kyle didn't quite understand, but he got the gist: this wasn't a weapon.

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Gang.

"Brother Zhao, the portal will close in six days. Can we manage to order, produce, and transport so many satellites and rockets in such a short time?"

Everyone around looked over, clearly sharing the same doubts.