Landing

Luoshen Star was 15 billion kilometers from the Sun, already beyond the Heliosphere.

From here, the Sun was less than half as bright as the full moon seen from Earth, barely enough to cast shadows.

This showed just how weak the sunlight on Luoshen Star was.

Such faint sunlight kept Luoshen Star's surface temperature at around minus 251 Celsius, or only about 22 K.

This extreme cold had frozen most gases solid. There was no atmosphere on the planet's surface, leaving it in a high-vacuum state.

Not to mention that it had already left the Heliosphere, allowing high-energy interstellar radiation to bombard this place without obstruction.

Without any protection, even the strongest human could survive on its surface for no more than a minute before dying.

Without Spacesuits, it would not matter how many clones Li Qingsong made.

But Spacesuits were different from clone Culture Pods. There were not many spare parts aboard the Deep Space.

There was only one of you. Weren't four Spacesuits enough? What did you need so many for?

Li Qingsong's two brains began thinking at the same time, but after pondering for a long while, neither found a solution.

Modern Spacesuits were far too sophisticated. He truly could not make one himself. He could not even cobble one together.

In the end, Li Qingsong gritted his teeth.

"Forget it! A Spacesuit only needs to serve five crucial functions. First, provide pressure. Second, store oxygen. Third, provide insulation. Fourth, block radiation. Fifth, maintain communications.

For pressure, I'll find some airtight sealing material and cut it into the shape of clothes.

For oxygen, I definitely need Oxygen Tanks. Every kind of Spacesuit needs them. Luckily, I have plenty of Oxygen Tanks here.

As for insulation... I can't solve that. At most, I can rig up some batteries to heat the Oxygen Tanks so they won't freeze and become unusable for breathing.

Then I just won't solve it! At worst, I'll make the clones wear thicker clothes. Heat radiation is the least efficient means of heat transfer anyway. If they bundle up properly, they should last a few hours. Once they can't stand the cold anymore, they can come back to warm up.

As for blocking radiation, that's even more impossible. So I won't solve that either!

There is radiation here, but the dose isn't high. Even if they get sick, it will only happen years from now. When the time comes, any clone with radiation sickness can just be recycled and remade.

There's even less need to solve communications. I can directly control the clones with my mind already, so what do I need communications equipment for?"

Having made his decision, the two Li Qingsongs immediately went to the warehouse and began searching for usable materials.

In the end, Li Qingsong's attention settled on a type of Special Plastic Film.

This film had originally been intended for emergency sealing.

If the spaceship was damaged, Li Qingsong could cover the breach with this film, temporarily sealing off the environment inside the spaceship from the outside.

Because it took up little space and was lightweight, the spaceship had stocked a great deal of this film.

"This is it!"

Li Qingsong took out a roll and brought it into the Processing Room.

Afterward, the two Li Qingsongs once again began studying knowledge related to cutting garments and processing film.

After forty hours of study, Li Qingsong finalized the work plan.

"Cutting it won't be difficult. The key is figuring out how to seal the seams, and that'll be troublesome. I also need to reinforce vulnerable areas like the soles, palms, knees, and elbows."

It was troublesome, but not impossible. At most, it required greater precision and took more time and effort.

Once the processing plan was settled, Li Qingsong controlled the two bodies to gather various tools and began working with intense focus.

Three months later, the first "Spacesuit" took shape.

Li Qingsong left an opening around the eyes and replaced it with Special Glass.

He added metal plates to vulnerable areas such as the soles, palms, and knees, connecting them to the film with soft padding.

The many joints between the film sections were secured with special stitching and Special Adhesive to ensure they would not leak air.

Overall, it resembled a dark-yellow full-body protective suit.

He placed it in the space environment outside the spaceship for an inflation test. After carefully observing it for a while, Li Qingsong looked at the data and sighed. "It'll do."

The first Spacesuit took three months to make, but the second was completed in only two.

By the time the second batch of five clones had been successfully born, Li Qingsong had a total of six Spacesuits.

He still needed to make another six.

With these five new clones joining in, just as expected, Li Qingsong felt that his brains' basic capabilities and capacity for action had increased another fivefold compared to when he had only possessed his original body.

A total of seven bodies began working in the Processing Room. After another full half year of labor, they successfully rushed out the remaining six Spacesuits.

By then, the second batch of five clones had also been successfully born, increasing the number of bodies and brains Li Qingsong could use to twelve.

Twelve Li Qingsongs, all identical in height, weight, and appearance, bustled about inside the Deep Space. The once vast and empty cabin now seemed slightly crowded.

At this point, Li Qingsong temporarily stopped creating clones.

It was not that he did not want more clones. Rather, if he made too many now, the supplies aboard the Deep Space would not be enough.

Clones were not robots. Though they lacked their own consciousness, they still retained biological instincts. They needed to breathe and eat as well.

Li Qingsong slowly took stock of his existing supplies.

The supplies and energy aboard the Deep Space had originally been enough for him to use for fifteen years.

But after gaining the first clone, that time had been cut in half, leaving only 7.5 years.

Now that he had twelve bodies, the spaceship's food, drinking water, oxygen, and energy could only last another year.

Within one year, Li Qingsong had to obtain sufficient supplies from Luoshen Star. Otherwise, every Li Qingsong would starve to death.

"Then... it's time to get to work."

Li Qingsong looked through the porthole at the enormous dark-red planet outside and made up his mind.

He left his original body and one clone aboard the Deep Space to avoid being wiped out entirely, while the remaining ten clones boarded two Small Landing Spaceships and departed with some initial supplies.

There were only two Small Landing Spaceships in total, and Li Qingsong had dispatched both of them.

Before the porthole, in the view of Li Qingsong's original body, flames erupted from the tails of the two Small Landing Spaceships as they gradually descended toward the ground below.

In the clones' view, the dark-red land ahead rapidly grew larger.

The two landing ships finally touched down. The hatches opened, and through the clones' vision, Luoshen Star's land—filled with darkness, cold, desolation, and deathly silence—once more appeared in Li Qingsong's mind.

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