Amid laughter that rang around the globe, Dumb Sand finally "woke up" and began painstakingly correcting its orientation, though most of the time it was still useless effort. Only when it pulled out its "trump card," switching several times between its "fat snake" and "membrane" forms, did its accuracy improve somewhat...
Even if it still zigzagged crookedly, it could at least find the general direction.
But if Shi Xinhe and the others shifted positions another two times, this Iron Dumbbell would most likely be completely unable to find north again.
Shi Xinhe and the others had indeed been preparing to do exactly that. But at that moment, after nearly two hours, Ronan's command descended upon them once more:
"You... send in two more people."
The command was merely a reminder for Shi Xinhe's group of seven. Its real targets were the new batches of "equipment" that had arrived later.
The twenty-odd Burners who had been idle at the rear end of the beach for a long time still came from a mixed range of sources, including the military, corporations, laboratories, and so on. But two hours of standing guard had been enough for them to develop some tacit understanding. After a brief discussion, two people stepped out from the front row and slowly walked toward the invisible domain on the beach.
Over the nearly two hours of watching, most of them had their own channels helping them interpret and analyze what they saw. Not long ago, Dumb Sand had even provided a live demonstration...
Better than nothing.
So when they stepped forward, they were prepared both physically and mentally.
The problem was that the two Burners had far more "mass" than Dumb Sand. Correspondingly, when they stepped into that "circle," the counterforce they exerted against the increasingly tight positive feedback