What game is this, that you need to repair a reactor??

The Geller Field of the Imperial Glory failed in the Warp, causing the entire crew to be corrupted.

The members of the Adeptus Mechanicus responsible for maintaining the warship's various systems were no exception.

With no one left to maintain or oversee them, the warship's various systems fell into paralysis and ceased operation.

If they wanted to restore the warship to operation, they would first have to restart the reactor.

Only by providing sufficient energy could the various subsystems operate at normal power.

Setting aside where the Imperial Glory was supposed to go, they at least needed to maintain basic survival.

If the reactor wasn't restarted, the backup power would eventually run out.

Artificial gravity, temperature control, and oxygen circulation systems would all fail.

In an environment of oxygen deprivation and extreme cold, the players would have no way to survive.

Although Planet Automata was in the vicinity of the Imperial Glory.

No one knew what the situation was like down there.

How many regions had the Rebels captured? Had they seized the anti-aircraft artillery?

If the governor was already dead, or if the enemy had already seized the anti-aircraft artillery.

Without a logistics base, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for the players to retake Planet Automata from the Chaos Cultists.

Restarting the reactor and turning the Imperial Glory into a main base was the only wise course of action.

Regardless of anything else, this was still a Lunar-class Cruiser.

If it could function normally, weapons like the Lance Battery, Torpedoes, and Macro-cannons could all pose a deterrent to the planet.

It could also provide air superiority for the players operating on the ground.

Dovahkiin raised his hand, "Lord Guide, we know how to fix a few things, but something like a reactor involves fields that are a bit too profound."

Good heavens!

He was just a sophomore in college.

How could he possibly be expected to fix the reactor of a Lunar-class Cruiser!!

Old Bird nodded in agreement.

Although he held an MIT degree.

His research field covered nuclear physics and plasma engineering.

But he had no confidence in this task.

This game was too realistic; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to fix it.

"It doesn't matter, just let go and do it; the Emperor will guide you."

Qin Yun offered some encouragement, then his tone turned stern.

"This matter is not open for refusal, and do not say anything detrimental to loyalty again."

"You will certainly complete this mission, repair the reactor, and restart the Imperial Glory."

Looking at the bewildered and helpless players, Qin Yun felt a bit embarrassed.

But he didn't show it, maintaining his cold and detached demeanor.

Making things difficult for the players was better than making things difficult for himself.

"If you have any requirements, just say so; I will have the other veterans assist you as much as possible."

After saying this, Qin Yun turned and walked away.

He had other matters to attend to.

"Fix the reactor, me?" Magical Monkey pointed at himself.

"This whole thing feels unreliable!!" Dovahkiin scratched his head.

"Let's find the manual first," Old Bird said. "Although it's difficult, it doesn't mean there's no chance."

"Besides, we only need to restart the reactor and get it running."

The group began searching through the cabin.

Eventually, they found the reactor maintenance manual on a Data Stack.

It was over ten thousand pages long, containing not only text descriptions but also design blueprints and data.

The manual detailed various situations the reactor might encounter, as well as the corresponding appeasement rituals.

"This game is so realistic it's going to cost me my life."

Looking at the complex blueprints and data precise to six decimal places, Old Bird felt a massive headache coming on.

Dovahkiin and the others were even worse off.

Their educational background wasn't even as high as Old Bird's!

Reading that manual was like reading a heavenly book.

Looking at it from every angle, it was clearly a complex diagram filled with countless numbers.

For the next while, Old Bird spent his time studying the blueprints and the data.

At first, he was amazed by the rigor of the game developers.

The level of detail in the data rivaled that of scientific literature, and the design blueprints adhered to engineering standards; he couldn't find a single flaw.

Is it so realistic that they even simulated the reactor?!

Old Bird silently gave the developers a thumbs-up in his mind.

But soon, he felt that all of this was just terrible.

It was just a game, yet they had made it so complicated.

Surely, this reactor couldn't actually run in the real world, could it?

Old Bird kept studying the reactor's manual until he logged off.

Even at work, his mind was filled with the reactor's blueprints and data.

Dongda Research Institute, cafeteria.

"Ding Yanfeng, what's wrong with you?"

"I've seen you looking distracted all day today."

Dong Hai set down his tray and sat across from Ding Yanfeng.

Ding Yanfeng looked up, saw it was his good friend, and lowered his head again.

"Thinking about how to fix a reactor."

Dong Hai widened his eyes, staring at his friend.

"Fix a reactor? Have you developed delusions lately? Where are you going to find a reactor to fix?"

"Don't overreact." Ding Yanfeng glanced around and lowered his voice. "It's a game I started playing recently."

"An NPC in the game gave me a quest to restart a plasma fusion reactor."

"A game quest? Why don't you just ask a gaming expert?"

Dong Hai said while eating, "Is such a simple thing really worth agonizing over?"

Ding Yanfeng explained, "This game is different from others on the market; it uses a real physics engine and strives for one hundred percent realism."

"There are no hints in the game; you have to figure out how to fix it yourself."

Dong Hai looked his friend up and down, casting a suspicious glance.

"As a top student from MIT, don't tell me you've been scammed."

After returning to the country, Ding Yanfeng joined the Dongda Research Institute, where he met Dong Hai.

Over time, the two became close brothers.

"I haven't been scammed." Ding Yanfeng shook his head. "The game I'm playing is very realistic; two other players managed to repair turrets and equipment just by using their engineering knowledge."

"Now the NPC wants us to find a way to get a plasma fusion reactor back online."

"Sounds interesting." Dong Hai looked intrigued. "But you don't need to take game stuff so seriously."

"I thought so too at first, but that plasma fusion reactor has a maintenance manual. The content alone is over ten thousand pages, hundreds of thousands of words, plus detailed blueprints and data."

"I even drew a few rough sketches and data points from memory; take a look for yourself."

Ding Yanfeng handed the sketches he had drawn while slacking off at work to Dong Hai.

Dong Hai reached out to take them while still sounding skeptical.

"I'm telling you, you're just being stubborn, taking game stuff so serious..."

Dong Hai didn't finish his sentence before his eyes widened.

He stared fixedly at the design blueprints and data on the sketches.

Dong Hai held dual doctorates in mathematics and physics and had also returned from studying abroad.

He was very sensitive to numbers; he could spot the clues in anything numerical at a single glance.

The moment he saw the sketches, Dong Hai began to calculate mentally.

He was surprised to find that the data on the sketches was self-consistent and not just randomly fabricated.

"Is this really a game? You didn't steal classified blueprints from some laboratory, did you?"

Dong Hai looked at his friend in shock.

"Believe me now? It's just a game, one hundred percent realistic." Ding Yanfeng said irritably. "The game developers probably hired some scientific expert as a technical consultant."

"Interesting." Dong Hai looked at the sketches. "If it's one hundred percent realistic, I'd like to ask, how does this game solve the problem of confining high-temperature plasma flow?"

How to confine high-temperature plasma was the most important topic in nuclear physics laboratories today.

It was the key to commercializing nuclear fusion.

"Don't bother thinking about it; the game's setting is sci-fi, and it uses gravity field technology."

Ding Yanfeng glanced at Dong Hai and said irritably.

"By relying on gravitational field confinement technology, the operating temperature threshold is far lower than laboratory standards, allowing for stable energy output and thus commercial viability."

Dong Hai wore a look of regret.

"It's still Deus Ex Machina; I thought there would be some brand-new line of thinking?"

"But since the game is made so realistically, you should just follow the logic of reality."

"The reactor operation process is divided into three steps: ignition, combustion, and output."

"As long as the output is greater than the input, it counts as normal operation."

"In the game, it's nothing more than using gravitational field technology to constrain the plasma flow, causing it to undergo a fusion reaction, and then outputting it stably, but the steps shouldn't have changed."

"Once you enter the game, just find a way to check which step is having problems, then fix it according to the manual."

"That makes sense." Ding Yanfeng nodded, "Anyway, it's not real, I'll go try it once I log on."

"Right, that's the attitude. It's just a game, so even if it blows up, it doesn't matter," Dong Hai said nonchalantly.

Imperial Glory Strategic Command.

Qin Yun, who was checking messages, suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his sore nose.

"I'm already a Living Saint, so why would I still sneeze? Could something bad be about to happen!!"

PS: Cadia has been breached, and Old Thirteen will return to be a beast of burden in a few days.

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