The Space Station, orbiting Earth at a speed of 68 kilometers per second in Low Earth Orbit, was slowly passing over the Asian continent.
Floating in space and operating along their autonomous orbits, the 42,600 Starlink satellites seemed like a massive fishing net drilling beneath the Space Station.
The silvery-white satellites were like silent eyes, blinking with Red Light as they stared soundlessly at the blue planet and the thirty storms that had appeared out of nowhere.
"Deng Xiang!? What's wrong, Deng Xiang!?"
"What happened!"
Inside the quiet Space Station, Xuan Hai Cheng floated in and out, asking in a panicked voice.
Just seconds ago, he had seen the storms form. Then Deng Xiang on the electronic screen seemed to freeze, as if he had seen some despairing fear, locked in place.
Even now, no matter how he called out, the young researcher remained frozen on the electronic screen.
That flickering image, like a cluster of dead pixels, showed that Deng Xiang was even more terrified than before.
He had no idea what Deng Xiang had seen or heard.
But he knew it had to be an unimaginable catastrophe!
"It's a Dirty Bomb."
"That was actually a Dirty Bomb!?"
Like a distorted electronic signal parasitizing the circuitry, Deng Xiang suddenly came to his senses and began trembling uncontrollably.
Under the violent emotional upheaval, even his features had become distorted and blurred.
If he still had a body, he would surely have collapsed onto the floor, like a completely helpless child trying to flee in the face of overwhelming fear.
The camera he had activated locked onto the metal box secured beneath the satellite. Only when he looked at the box before him did he realize what it contained.
Or rather, he realized what Senior Colonel Chu had connected him to