Chapter 173 The only Remaining "She"

"Did you hear its sound?" Tang Xuan ordered, "Let's land along the light belt."

As expected, it was the Neutron Battle Star that saved him.

Since he was willing to communicate, he should be able to clarify many problems.

He couldn't wait.

The two soldiers operated with the joy of surviving a disaster, and the warship flew diagonally downward along the warm yellow light belt. Because the Neutron Battle Star closed its gravity, the warship moved very freely and soon arrived at the other end of the light belt.

In its natural state, the Neutron Battle Star is a smooth sphere that is close to perfection. The place where the warship landed was a bare open space. There was only a berth surrounded by four light belts on the ground, which was just the same size as the warship and should have been temporarily built just now.

Tang Xuan said, "You stay on the warship, and return immediately if you find something wrong."

"What about you?" The two soldiers worried, "If you die here, there is no point in us going back."

"How can it be meaningless?" Tang Xuan shook his head, "You are also the sons of your mother and the fathers of your children. You each have a family behind you. Your safe return is more important to them than anything else."

The two soldiers showed hesitation on their faces.

"Don't worry about me, I have superpowers. The worst result is being trapped, but you will never die."

Tang Xuan reached out and patted the shoulders of the two soldiers, then turned and left the warship alone.

He didn't know if he would fail in the talks with Neutron Battle Star later. After all, he had recited the truth and promised to add food. If he didn't fight later, it seemed a bit of a loss.

In other words, he almost came here to fight.

AI broadcast: "The similarity of the outside air composition is 98%, the gravity is 1G, no harmful factors are detected, and you can leave the cabin without protection."

The hatch slowly opened.

Tang Xuan stood straight at the hatch door.

He looked forward.

There was nothing in front of him, and no protrusions could be seen.

Physical impact is the most common attack method of Neutron Battle Star. The surface will collide with various things, so there is no construction here, not even basic greening.

All Tang Xuan could see was a black octopus-shaped robot that was not as tall as his waist.

This robot had eight mechanical arms, and it was dirty and stained. It seemed that it had just finished work and came to pick him up.

A familiar voice came from the voice device of the small robot: "Welcome, a guest from afar. There are no clean robots around here, so I hope you don't mind me using this little guy to communicate with you."

Tang Xuan nodded slightly.

The small robot said: "Please follow me."

The ground next to it sank smoothly, revealing a staircase slanting downward.

This is the road leading to the underground. There are no decorations on the walls on both sides, and there are no patterns on the steps under your feet.

Tang Xuan followed the small robot into the steps. He stepped in with his front foot, and the entrance to the passage closed with his back foot.

Tang Xuan's eyelids twitched.

"Don't be nervous. Closing the channel is to maintain the stability of the neutron star surface and reduce the cost of maintenance." The little robot spoke at the right time, and it patiently explained, "Every cubic centimeter of material here weighs 1.2 billion tons. They will squeeze inward spontaneously and produce terrible pressure. If it is not necessary, I will not keep the surface channel open."

1.2 billion tons is a very large number.

There are a total of 1.6 billion people on Ziwei Star. Assuming that the average weight per person is 60 kilograms, the weight of all people on Ziwei Star adds up to 96 billion kilograms.

And 1.2 billion tons is 1.2 trillion kilograms, which is 12.5 times the total weight of all humans on Ziwei Star.

This is only the weight of one cubic centimeter of neutron star material. A complete channel has to arrange countless cubic centimeters of neutron star material. The pressure it bears is unimaginable, and the cost of maintaining such a channel is also inestimable.

Tang Xuan studied physics in college, and he knew how difficult this matter was after a little thought.

He nodded and continued to walk down.

In fact, not only was the entrance to the channel closed, but every time they went down a distance, the road behind them would disappear.

Until they came to a small platform.

In the center of the platform was a disc-shaped aircraft, and a long painting hung on the wall not far away.

Tang Xuan walked to the front of the painting to take a closer look.

Art can often transcend the barriers of civilization and time.

The color tone of this painting is very warm, with a lot of orange and yellow, depicting a pair of lovers leaning on each other and their warm home.

The most prominent one is the woman leaning on the man's arms in the middle of the picture. Her facial lines are very soft, and her curved eyebrows reveal full happiness, which is impressive.

Although Tang Xuan is an outsider, he felt a deep warmth in his heart when he saw this painting for the first time.

This painting is obviously from the hands of a master.

Tang Xuan can imagine that the people of Hill civilization would stop and stop like himself when passing by here. They would think of their lovers in their distant home, and a warm smile would ripple on the corners of their mouths. Then after a brief warm memory, they would continue to devote themselves to intense work or war.

The little robot stood beside Tang Xuan silently.

Tang Xuan suddenly asked, "Who is the author of this painting?"

The little robot uttered a few strange syllables, which were transliterated into the federal language, and should be Yaleqiqi.

Tang Xuan walked to the painting and stretched out his hand to touch it, but was blocked by a layer of invisible material.

He asked in surprise, "Is this an authentic work?"

Only authentic works will be strictly protected.

"Yes, this is an authentic work of art, and its name is "She." The little robot spoke in a low voice, as if he didn't want to disturb the peace here. "It is a treasure in the history of Hill civilization art, unique and once the spiritual sustenance of many Hill people."

"How many such artworks are left?"

The light on the little robot flashed: "There is only this one. The Neutron Battle Star is a war machine, not a museum."

Tang Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that the painting in front of him was the entire artistic heritage of Hill civilization.

A civilization far more developed than the Federation finally had only this spiritual wealth left.

Tang Xuan felt a little sad.

The little robot reminded: "We should move on. Your friends are waiting for you in the deeper part."

The friend it was talking about was the Golden Dragon Shears.

Tang Xuan nodded, took a last look at "She", and then followed the little robot to board the aircraft.

The layout of the aircraft was very simple, with only a control panel, two chairs and two sets of safety restraints.

The little robot asked intimately: "Are you ready?"

Tang Xuan checked the safety restraints on his body.

He nodded and said, "Let's go."

The little robot stretched out a mechanical arm and tapped the control panel a few times, and a translucent shield rose outside the aircraft.

Then something happened that caught Tang Xuan off guard. The aircraft crashed straight into the wall.