The strange phenomenon on Ross 154 froze everyone in place.
"What... what's going on?"
Fang Xu murmured, "Is this how a two-dimensional lifeform dies?"
It defied comprehension.
Lü Yongchang frowned and swiped twice through the air.
The holographic projection instantly enlarged.
The view focused on the edge of the gray "canvas."
Fine, densely packed wrinkles kept multiplying.
It looked... as though a flat "canvas" were being relentlessly compressed by an outside force.
"Zero, bring up the probe's real-time readings." As though something had occurred to him, Lü Yongchang suddenly asked, "Can you detect any thickness?"
"The data is anomalous."
Zero's response deepened Lü Yongchang's frown.
[Human Civilization, have you made up your minds?!] [I don't have much time left!!]
Messages from [Hua] appeared before everyone again.
The anxiety and unease were unmistakable in every word.
But...
He still dared not trust Hua.
"Yongchang?"
Hearing Fang Xu's puzzled call, he slowly shook his head. "No rush. Let's wait a little longer!"
The moment he finished speaking, a piercing alarm rang through the quiet control center!
"Warning! Warning!"
"Signal lost from Probe 1!"
Red warning lights flashed incessantly, fraying the already fragile nerves of every researcher.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the Ground Control Center grew even more tense!
Far away aboard the [Earth] in synchronous orbit, Zhao Zijie stared grimly at the holographic projections before him.
"Professor, should we order a withdrawal?"
Zhao Zijie's voice also sounded over the Ground Control Center's communications channel.
"Wait a little longer!"
Lü Yongchang's expression shifted slightly as he stopped Zhao Zijie. "We can't act rashly!"
"If they see it as provocation or resistance... all that awaits us is death!"
As he spoke, his mind raced.
"Zero, retrieve the recordings from the other two probes. See if they captured anything!"
"And the