novel bin Chapter 490 The End of Science: Metaphysics?
Chapter 490 The End of Science: Metaphysics?
The Moon, the Great Xia Guanghan Palace Base.
The air circulation system emitted a faint, hoarse hum.
The sealed command cabin was filled with a pungent smell of medical alcohol mixed with rust, and the cold white fluorescent tubes flickered erratically.
Deputy Commander Zhang Tao, his eyes bloodshot, slammed his hand heavily on the alloy control panel.
"Old Han! Two more were just carried out of the medical ward!" Zhang Tao's voice was hoarse, and veins bulged on his forehead.
"The painkillers ran out yesterday, and the guys with severe radiation complications are just going to suffer through the pain!"
Commander-in-Chief Han Shujia sat in the main seat, his eyes fixed on the flashing red line of supplies on the screen, and he pressed his brow hard.
When a nuclear war breaks out, a fierce battle will also erupt on the moon.
Although the Great Xia was well-prepared and preemptively destroyed the enemy's base, it also paid a bloody price.
Thousands of people are trapped on the isolated island of the lunar base, scarred and battered.
Zhang Tao, his hands gripping the table, said emotionally:
"Two weeks ago, the command center said there would be a resupply rocket, but it was suddenly canceled the day before yesterday, leaving only the statement 'Other arrangements'!"
"The stock of whole wheat nutritional paste is only enough for three days!"
"In three days, we'll all be eating lunar soil!"
Zhang Tao's eyes were moist, and his tone was filled with despair:
"Old Han, the nuclear winter on Earth is definitely more severe than the intelligence reports. The country's underground cities are barely able to cope... Have we been abandoned by the nation?"
"Bullshit!" Han Shujia suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the metal floor with a sharp, grating sound.
He stared intently at his old comrade-in-arms:
When has a country ever abandoned its own people?
"The commander said there are other arrangements, so let's stay calm and await instructions!"
"Lunar colonization is a matter of national survival; the nation will not easily give it up!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the cabin door slid open with a "bang".
A communications soldier rushed into the command center, the slight gravity making him feel a little unsteady. He said urgently:
"Report! National communication signal received!"
Han Shujia's eyes lit up, and he strode over:
"What did they say?"
"I knew the country couldn't just abandon us!"
Upon hearing this, the communications soldier's expression was as strange as if he had seen a ghost:
"The signal frequency does indeed originate from the Earth-Moon Command Center on Earth, but... but radar direction finding indicates the signal source is not on Earth!"
Han Shujia frowned:
"Is the satellite relay station malfunctioning?"
"It's not a satellite!" The communications soldier swallowed hard.
"The signal source is right outside our base, at the nine o'clock position, about 2.3 kilometers away!"
Han Shujia: "???"
Zhang Tao: "!!!"
The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
Outside is a vacuum, a lunar wasteland at minus 100 degrees Celsius, not a soul in sight, so where would the Great Xia signal source come from?
"Is this some kind of prank by remnants of the enemy?" Zhang Tao gritted his teeth.
Although they destroyed other countries' bases on the moon, no one knows whether some astronauts with supplies have hidden away.
"Let's go take a look!"
Han Shu arrived at the command center, put on his headset, and pressed the call button.
"I am Han Shujia, the commander-in-chief of the Guanghan Palace base." After he finished speaking, he gave out his highest-level identification code.
A clear male voice immediately came through the headset:
"The code has been verified to be correct."
"Hello Commander Han, this is Li Qinghe, a communications officer from the Great Xia Earth Moon Command Post. Our identification code is..."
Han Shujia caught his breath when he heard the familiar voice and the correct identification code.
Is it really from China?
He immediately asked:
"Hello, why is your signal being transmitted from the surface of the moon?"
Due to its isolation, the lunar base was completely unaware of the dramatic changes that had taken place in Daxia over the past month.
Li Qinghe coughed lightly over the phone and said:
"The situation is rather complicated."
"Simply put, Lin Mo just opened a magical portal, directly connecting a spatial passage to the outside of your base."
Han Shujia: "..."
Zhang Tao, who was listening intently from the side, couldn't help but interject:
"What door did you just mention? A magical portal? A spatial tunnel?"
"Are you kidding us?"
Li Qinghe said helplessly:
"The detailed information has been packaged and sent to you. Please check your inbox."
"Now, you can look in the nine o'clock direction. We're about two kilometers away."
The communication was disconnected.
"Let's go! Put on your spacesuits! Get the car ready!" Han Shujia gave the order decisively. His materialist intuition told him that he had to see for himself what was going on.
Ten minutes later, outside the airlock at the base.
Two bulky tracked lunar rovers drove out of the garage.
The wheels crushed the grayish-white lunar soil, raising silent dust.
Han Shujia sat in the passenger seat of the lead car, looking through the thick helmet visor at the detailed information sent by the other party on the tablet in his hand, and the more he looked, the more incredible it seemed.
He looked up into the distance, and the closer he got to the nine o'clock position, the stronger the strange feeling became in front of him.
"Report! An anomaly has been detected one kilometer ahead!" The driver's voice trembled on the communication channel.
Han Shujia immediately activated the helmet's AI to magnify the distant view and project it onto the retina screen.
Han Shujia's breath hitched at the mere glance.
On the edge of a vast, desolate crater, a circular portal with a diameter of more than three meters suddenly appears out of nowhere!
Blue light flowed around the edge of the portal, emitting energy fluctuations that defied the laws of physics.
Against the backdrop of the gray earth and the pitch-black sky, the door stood out conspicuously.
What's even more dangerous is the inside of the light gate.
The interior is not a cratered lunar surface at all, but a smooth, silver-gray metal floor, with the dome lights shining as brightly as day.
A dozen or so people wearing new spacesuits were standing inside the door, waving wildly at them!
"Screech—" The driver slammed on the brakes, and the tracks plowed two deep furrows in the lunar soil.
The dozen or so astronauts and soldiers inside the vehicle were completely dumbfounded.
Zhang Tao rubbed his eyes repeatedly in the passenger seat, his voice trembling as it came through the communication channel, sounding like he was being electrocuted:
"Old Han! Am I seeing things? What's that?!"
"Someone inside...waving at us?!"
The information gap created by the scene made him think he was dreaming.
Han Shujia stared blankly at the door in the vacuum, feeling as if all the scientific knowledge he had acquired in his life was crumbling into dust.
Han Shujia: "This...this is not scientific!"
"Move the car over there."
Han Shujia suppressed his wildly beating heart and decisively gave the order.
Two lunar rovers slowly approached the portal.
The closer you get, the stronger the sense of spatial disorientation becomes.
On this side of the portal lies a desolate lunar wasteland, where temperatures are below -100 degrees Celsius, devoid of life, and covered with craters.
Inside the portal was a brightly lit underground transit cabin made of silver-gray alloy.
What's worse, there was a young man standing right in the center of the transit cabin.
This person was wearing the latest dark-colored lightweight mecha spacesuit from the Great Xia Dynasty, but in his hand he was holding a wooden staff with a gemstone inlaid at the top!
The tip of the staff flashed with blue light, and the portal was expanding outward at a visible speed.
A futuristic mech paired with a magic wand?
Han Shu's values were completely shattered, and for some reason, Newton and Einstein came to mind:
Is the end of science really metaphysics?