But the next second, those shadows seemed not to exist at all.
All that remained was a torrent of dark-red ore pouring from the belly hatch beneath the Bruce-class Mining Ship, twisting into a giant serpent within the zero-gravity passageway.
Immediately after, numerous robots with dull-colored shells began transporting the ore.
However, because she had been researching the Lost Sea for years, Phyllis immediately recognized it as the characteristic radiation produced when the rare isotope ruthenium-324 was stripped of its electrons.
Those ores from Oort Cloud comet nuclei could each be sold for an astronomical price per gram on Las Vegas's underground black market.
Clearly,
if someone directly hijacked this shipment, they would strike it rich.
But how to transport these things back to Earth might be an even greater problem.
In an instant, a piercing alarm suddenly erupted!
A squad of autonomous mining robots whistled directly over the lounge of their drilling platform.
Methane ice crystals still clung to the titanium alloy joints of those eight-legged machines, while the quantum tunneling drills mounted beneath their abdomens vibrated at high frequency.
Attention!
Attention!
All researchers and field operatives, please do not enter Work Zone B-7.
The Anti-Shadow Lifeform Cleansing Program will activate in 173 seconds.
Upon hearing that announcement, Su Wen easily determined where he needed to act next.
But he was in no hurry.
Instead, he leisurely sat in another control chair and used Hacker Miss's program to access the hidden system logs.
"Let's first see just how far they can go."
"Then I'll continue processing the data."
Phyllis looked highly motivated.
Perhaps she had waited far too long to truly fulfill the final wish her father had left behind.
Compared to their relatively calm atmosphere,
on the other side,
the navigator who had led the three of them