"General joint commissioning of the second batch of heavy-duty scientific research payloads on the lunar surface... are you really going to give up your spot?"
At the same time, Blue Star, National Astronomical Observatory deep space monitoring control room.
A young researcher wearing a light gray anti-static suit stood in front of the thick soundproof sliding door, the tactical tablet in his hand clattering, his eyes full of confusion.
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] Slowly straightened up from behind the triple-screen main console, rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, and did not answer directly. He just raised his hand and pointed at the huge main monitor screen directly in front of him with the cap of a charcoal pen.
"The trap I have... is also a shocking job."
In the center of the control room, there is the main display screen that occupies the entire anti-vibration wall.
A huge human silhouette strung across the center of the deep void, with an almost divine and terrifying silhouette, was quietly suspended in the dark background of billions of galaxies.
Ever since the special telescope engraved with the light system and the inscription Astral Magic captured its existence for the first time through star traction and optical reception, this observation target, which was classified as a top-level confidential project and temporarily codenamed "Deep Space Titan", has permanently locked up a full third of National Astronomical Observatory's core computing power and fixed survey time.
Substituting people, rotating jobs, troubleshooting noise points, analyzing abnormal redshifts, and iterating the receiving array.
No matter which god's fortress Expeditionary Army in the game world penetrates, no matter how the political situation of the princes on the other side of the ocean is turned upside down in reality...
In this underground control room with constant temperature and humidity, there are always a group of people who have their eyes fixed on this indescribable shadow that is millions of light years away.
The researcher at the door smiled helplessly:
"You did the same thing last month when scheduling shifts."
"It was the same last month."
The researcher walked forward holding the tablet and said jokingly, "According to several models that have not been ruled out yet, it may be a high-density energy cloud hanging outside the Milky Way. Maybe it was lying there and sleeping when the Big Bang began... You kid, do you really expect this god to wake up one day and turn over in front of you?"
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] slapped the charcoal pen on the table with his backhand and raised his eyebrows:
"I haven't been able to sleep for more than half a year because it can help me turn over!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The colleague smiled and shook his head, crossed out the handover confirmation code on the tablet, and synchronously pushed a copy of the just-released Earth-Moon scientific research payload interface joint debugging data to his local Terminal:
"Okay, you stay in the mortal world and watch the gods, while I go to the moon to repair the base station. Keep an eye on it for my brother. If it really moves one day, remember to leave a master copy of the first-hand raw data for me."
"Go away, your signature is indispensable."
The alloy door slide rail is locked, and the control room returns to deathly silence.
Above the dome, the giant main telescope with a diameter of more than 100 meters emits a low and steady chirp under the fine-tuning of the hydraulic motor.
It still retains the complex magic lines that were engraved by the original scientific research and engineering teams, but its underlying photomultiplier tubes and cryogenic receiving units have been iteratively replaced for four rounds with the full involvement of the actual national-level military industry system.
Those fragile optical paths that once required high-level researchers to infuse the whole process with psychic energy have now been dismantled and reconstructed into modular standard superconducting cabinets. High-purity psychic batteries can be regularly replaced by engineers to ensure normal standby.
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] looked solemn and slowly raised his right hand.
The fingertips trembled slightly, and three strands of extremely condensed and pure dark blue spiritual energy silently separated from the skin, and rested gently on the auxiliary fine-tuning calibration ring on the edge of the console like a spiritual snake.
In the game world, he successfully crossed the Second Advancement chasm a month ago.
For several months, I accompanied the main battle group day and night to sweep away the severely eroded areas, and hand-carved thousands of microscopic circuits in the workshop. The mental perception and energy micro-manipulation reflected back to the real body were far from the clumsy hands when I first came into contact with the instrument.
Buzz.
With a slight movement of his fingertips, he instantly captured a phase shift hidden deep in the thousands of data clutter with extremely high sensitivity.
The wrist is slightly depressed, pressing down three thousandths of a millimeter.
The main verification indicator light on the console instantly jumped from yellow to steady cool green.
The cabinet roared steadily, [Great Love Heavenly Venerable] exhaled a breath and retracted his finger.
Today's large-scale observation equipment no longer requires scientific researchers to fight like human batteries to maintain it.
But--
The humanoid silhouette on the screen, suspended millions of light-years away, still looks like a high, cold wall standing beyond the limits of human cognition.
In the face of that unreasonable celestial scale, the observation blind spot formed by the interweaving of high-energy halos and complex psychic disturbances obscures most of the underlying physical details.
They could barely outline the rough proportions of the head, broad torso and limbs, but they were unable to analyze whether its surface was covered with stellar storms or solid divine bones, let alone clearly see the face still hidden in the halo.
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] rubbed his swollen eyebrows and called up the multi-band historical overlay comparison chart within the last seventy-two hours.
Cursor drag.
However, at the moment when the twelfth set of receiving layers coincided with the latest star fixed point array--
The index finger of his right hand suddenly froze on the roller!
The pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints!
On the left torso edge of the human silhouette...
At some point, an extremely narrow half-moon-shaped blank gap suddenly appeared that never existed before!
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] Even breathing has completely stopped.
He didn't scream, he didn't call blindly, but with the scientific research discipline engraved in his bones, he turned off all the multi-layer algorithm noise reduction and AI edge sharpening layers at lightning speed!
Just look at the basic reception picture without additional enhancements!
Crackling.
The green reception curve jumped wildly, and the unenhanced image unfolded on another screen.
That gap... is still cold, clear, and unmistakable in its place!
There is no drift in the pointing of the primary mirror, and the seven known deep space reference light sources on the periphery of the field of view are all accurately nailed to the coordinate grid where they should be!
Pointing still.
The background remains unchanged.
What changed... was the outline of the huge humanoid shadow itself!!
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] I felt that all the blood in my body was flowing backwards crazily at this moment, and my heart was hitting my ribs like a battering ram!
"On the left side... immediately cut out all the original high-frequency receiving streams from channels 4 to 9 on the left side!!"
His voice was so hoarse that it almost changed its tone, with a violent tremor that could not be concealed.
The person on duty next to him who was responsible for auxiliary recording was startled by the sudden low roar, but his hands instinctively typed wildly on the keyboard:
"It's adjusted! The reference light source has been aligned!"
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] He leaned down tightly, his whole face almost touching the cold screen.
The slender shadow that had been tightly integrated with the dark area of the main torso for months...
At a slow frequency that cannot be measured with existing physics...
A little bit, a little bit, peel it out!
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable]'s Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, and her fingers tightly clasped the edge of the table:
"Send observation alarm notification."
"Go... bring Professor [Ci Beili]... in!!"
Twelve minutes later.
The entire National Astronomical Observatory main control room was completely silent.
The more than 20 core expert group scholars, spatial topology authorities, and several gray-haired old academicians who were already in the station stood side by side in front of the big screen in silence like sculptures.
Everyone's breath was cut off by the scene in front of them.
On the large screen, the historical observation files of the past few weeks and the latest real-time images are overlapped and played continuously frame by frame with millisecond-level accuracy.
Changes slowly unfolded on the timeline with a sense of pressure that was so heavy that it was almost suffocating--
First, the huge shadow on the left shoulder of the divine shadow that obscured the distant background galaxies in the projection was extremely weak and tilted outward at a very small angle;
Immediately afterwards, the slender dark spot spanning the light-year dimension slowly bent and stretched from the elbow-shaped connection part;
And behind it, deep in Void, there are more than a dozen distant background spots that have always been obscured by its outline in previous observations...
Just like this, through human lenses, one after another, like diamonds brushed away from dust, they are exposed to the sun again under the vast sky of the universe!
It is not an artifact of algorithmic completion.
It is also inconsistent with the mirror distortion characteristics they have checked.
That majestic humanoid figure that reminded them of mythology and Titan Divine Body...
Deep in the real universe millions of light years away from Blue Star...
It has truly changed its attitude!
"It... it's..."
A young female Ph. D. in astrophysics had wet eyes, covered her lips with her hands, and her teeth were chattering uncontrollably:
"It... raised the arm on its chest...?!"
"Each sub-system will self-check immediately!"
[Ci Beili] Pressed his hands firmly on the edge of the console, his knuckles turning white from excessive force. The depths of his deep eyes, which had always been calm in ancient wells, now set off a monstrous wave:
"Play back all the records of each receiving branch the day before yesterday, yesterday, and three hours ago!!"
Rewind, replay.
The long dark spot leaves the trunk, hovers, and moves forward.
Over and over again.
The cold and unmistakable motion vector ruthlessly crushed many old models used to explain static contours.
"Fuck..."
At the very back of the crowd, a gray-haired old academician took off his glasses, his fingertips trembled with excitement, stretched out his hand to hold down the cabinet beside him, and murmured in a low voice in despair.
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable]'s brain fell into a complete blank for tens of seconds.
For a long time in the past, in order to understand the nature of this shadow, the scientific community has built hundreds of extremely complex mathematical models to try to explain its outline--
They imagined that it was First Regiment, a dense dark nebula that happened to form a human shape due to magnetic field constraints;
I imagined that it was the special shock wave remnant left after the ancient supernova explosion;
I even imagined that it was the projection of Higher-Dimensional Entity appearing in three-dimensional observation.
But at this moment.
The sequential changes in the connecting contours, the coordinated movement that resembles the bending of human-like joints...
Like a ruthless punch across dimensions, many explanations that were previously self-explanatory were shattered into pieces!!
What the stars bring back are real-time images across space, not the history Ghost left millions of years ago.
That behemoth whose body is measured in light years...
It is truly, alive, outside the galaxy, performing some kind of action that humans cannot understand at all!
"It... is... it's holding something in its hand?!"
One researcher was so excited that he almost collapsed on the operating table, pointing uncontrollably at the looming chaotic halo at the end of the dark spot.
"Pull the optical gain all the way! Quick!!"
"No, the resolution has reached the limit!"
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] Forced himself to calm down, and quickly lowered the magnification with his fingertips. "The receiving array is blocked by strong interference, and only a high-energy halo and psychic disturbance can be seen at the front end. Forcibly amplifying will only be full of false color noise! Don't make up anything that is unclear!!"
He took a deep breath and returned the display range to the contour changes that could be identified from the records.
This clear outline change in the continuous record is enough to completely overturn and reconstruct the entire human astronomical community a hundred times.
"Professor..."
In the corner, a young scholar summoned up all his courage, and in a trembling voice, asked the question that many people present had thought about, but no one dared to conclude first:
"Millions of light-years... light-year humanoid gods... can physically cross deep space..."
The young man raised his head, his eyes reflecting the silhouette covering the stars on the screen:
"Could this giant... could... be the body of...[Father God] for whom we fought bloody battles deep within the god's body?!"
The control room instantly fell into absolute silence that could hear a pin drop.
All breathing stops.
Countless complicated gazes all focused on the supreme helmsman in front of him at the same moment.
[Ci Beili] slowly closed his eyes.
His chest rose and fell violently. After half a minute, this leading scholar whose expression remained unchanged after the collapse of the mountain slowly opened his eyes. His voice was as steady as a mountain, but every word carried an unparalleled weight:
"We haven't even fully analyzed its biological structure."
The old man's palm slowly caressed the edge of the console, his eyes were as rational as ice, but as determined as fire:
"What is the full picture of Father God? Human beings have never seen it with their own eyes. This issue has been established and sealed as an S-class top-secret exploration project."
He looked around the audience and said word by word:
"Use the most rigorous observational data to find ironclad evidence! Before the truth breaks down the door... Absolutely, never, never use our human subjective desires and divine worship to hastily replace the answer to the facts!!"
"Yes!!"
Dozens of scholars lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, solemnly accepting the order.
On the big screen.
That majestic giant shadow that stretches across the Milky Way is still slowly undergoing tiny displacements that are difficult for ordinary people to detect in an eternal loneliness.
More and more unknown background light points emerge from the depths of the gaps in its huge arms.
At this moment, the souls of all the researchers present experienced an unprecedented baptism of the universe.
It turns out...
In the textbook, that cold, dead, boundless sea of stars with only nothingness and gravity moving...
There really lies a myth!
Really... there is a vast figure that can penetrate human scale cognition with just one stretch of its outline!!
It was not until this special observation cycle, which had exhausted all the computing power, came to an end that the oppressive atmosphere in the control room, which had solidified into frost, suddenly broke through with the sound of printers tearing paper and violent quarrels.
The modeling team frantically drew vector force matrices on the blackboard, and the theory team burst into tears and slapped the table in order to explain the changes in contours. Everyone's eyes were red, but their faces were flushed, as if they had just drank a glass of strong wine.
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] Sitting slumped at the workstation, he picked up the enamel tea jar at hand, only to find that the strong tea in it had already cooled down.
He raised his head and sucked it dry in one gulp. The bitter tea slid down his throat, making him tremble all over.
Ding dong.
The personal Terminal on my wrist lights up at an inappropriate time at this moment.
It was the farewell private message sent by the buddy who had just boarded the military off-road vehicle and headed to the Northwest Rocket Launch Base:
"Brother, I want to ask you one last time before boarding the vehicle - really don't want to go to the Lunar Infrastructure Engineering Department to have a good job? The experts on the lunar surface load can name you, the master of micro-manipulation, and ask them to come and lead their apprentices!"
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] stared at the cheerful text on the screen, lowered his head and smiled.
With his fingertips moving slightly, he didn't even reveal a word of the deep space image that was enough to shock all mankind, but calmly and briskly typed out a short reply:
"I'm not going."
"Weld the lamp on the moon to me and make it stronger."
"I have to stay here... to guard the door for all of us."
Sent successfully.
The other person replied almost instantly with an angry and yellow-faced emoticon of vomiting blood.
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] turned off Terminal, stood up solemnly, walked to [Ci Beili], and stood straight:
"Professor, for the next round of special window period for the large-scale sky survey... I will continue to apply for the No. 1 observation slot."
[Ci Beili] Turning back and looking at the young man with bloodshot eyes but shining brightly in front of him, a warm smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
The old professor slapped a brand new distributed array calibration manual on the table and gently pressed his shoulder:
"Go back and sleep for two hours and wash your face."
"The starry sky that belongs to you... no one can take it away."
[Great Love Heavenly Venerable] took a deep breath, turned around, and handed over the original records and receiving parameters of this round to the successor. After confirming that they were saved correctly, he slowly gave way to the work station.
In the game world, a guild executive once asked him puzzledly what he was planning after spending all day in front of the broken computer at the observatory staring at a bunch of incomprehensible codes.
At that time, he casually made a haha and expressed his feelings.
And now...
The young man raised his eyes and stared at the towering silhouette on the big screen that spanned the vast distances of time and space and was stretching its body little by little. His heart beat proudly Berserk deep in his chest.
Millions of light years away.
That great existence that has been stared at for countless long nights through the tiny lens of all mankind...
It's true.
In this day and age... move!!