Aerospace Ground Command Center.
At this moment, a dense crowd stood gathered there.
Among them were Director Li, the head of the Science and Industry Bureau; Hou Guang, director of the Space Institute at the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study; Academician Yuan Huanmin, chief engineer of the Aerospace Group; and Lu Zhou, who had just rushed over from Shangjing...
As well as an elderly man with a special identity.
At this critical moment concerning the aerospace industry and even the future of the Republic, nearly all senior officials of the Lunar Orbital Construction Committee had gathered here.
The massive floor-to-ceiling screen at the front of the control room drew countless gazes filled with anticipation and complicated emotions, like the tightly shut doors of a delivery room.
Except what was being born behind it was not a baby.
But something called hope.
"If it fails, it's all right. We can keep trying slowly."
Hearing the voice beside him, Lu Zhou gently shook his head.
"It won't fail."
Not only were people across the nation waiting for the result, but the eyes of the entire world were fixed on this place.
He would even bet that media outlets like BBC and CNN had already drafted two press releases. One was for success, while the other was for failure.
Which article would make tomorrow's headlines depended entirely on today's result.
Hearing Lu Zhou's confident declaration, the elderly man smiled and nodded.
"Of course, succeeding on the first try would be best. I'm only being upfront with you. Aerospace is an undertaking that spans centuries, one that benefits the future. In this marathon toward the future, we can afford to win, and we can afford to lose."
"But speaking of which, is building cities on the Moon... really feasible?"
The moment he heard that,