Tianshu Underground City, central command headquarters.
The air smelled of coffee, heat from metal equipment cabinets, and coolant mingled together.
An entire wall of large screens glowed, dense streams of data scrolling from left to right. Dozens of technicians sat at their workstations, their keyboard clatter almost merging into one continuous sound.
Han Niba stood at the very front, his military shoulder boards gleaming coldly in the screen light. His hands were clasped behind his back as he stared at the central display.
It showed the first batch of raw data Pangu II had just transmitted back.
The super quantum computer was decoding it rapidly.
The image gradually changed from a stream of data into a blurry starfield, then a grayish-white surface.
An expert from the astronomy team stared at the data, keeping his voice steady.
"Coordinate comparison sixty-three percent complete. Matching stellar spectra."
Someone beside him immediately added:
"The gravitational parameters are in too. The other end of the probe isn't on a planet's main surface. It's on a moon. Its mass isn't particularly large, but there's an extremely massive celestial body nearby."
Han Niba did not look away.
"Get to the point."
The expert immediately switched layers.
"We've confirmed that the other end of the wormhole isn't on a planet's main surface, but on a natural satellite."
"Based on the horizon's curvature, gravitational parameters, and the angle at which celestial bodies are occluded, we estimate the target moon's diameter at roughly two to three times that of Blue Star's moon."
"And there are extensive signs of Demon Clan activity on its surface. The density of heat sources is extremely high."
On the screen, red heat-source markers covered the grayish-white surface as the image zoomed in.
Every red dot represented a living heat source.
Across the grayish-white wilderness, masses