Roy did not participate in the attack at all.
His Telekinesis formed a massive protective net, intercepting the flying debris while maintaining the stable flight of the Ark Maxim.
Just then, he noticed Jin's unusual behavior.
From the moment the meteorite appeared, Jhin stared intently in a certain direction ahead.
The flames behind him surged uncontrollably, several times more intense than usual, and the golden light reflected on his indifferent face, making him appear somewhat... excited.
"Jhin?" Roy called out.
Jhin did not respond.
His gaze pierced through the meteorite cluster, through the darkness, and locked onto the approaching gray planet.
"I heard..." his voice was low, as if he were talking to himself, "A call."
Roy raised an eyebrow and followed his gaze.
Ahead, the grayish-white planet was slowly growing larger in view.
A surface riddled with craters, covered with countless impact craters, and faintly visible mountain ranges—we've arrived at the Moon.
Roy also vaguely sensed the "call" that Jhin spoke of.
It was a faint pulse of energy emanating from the depths of the moon, pulsating rhythmically, like a heartbeat, or perhaps some kind of signal.
Roy withdrew his gaze and looked at his companions who were cleaning up the battlefield.
Tesoro, Hawk Eyes, and Red Count have stopped; the meteorite cluster has been mostly cleared.
Olvia led the scientists to set up observation equipment and began recording data.
"Prepare for landing," Roy said.
The Ark Maxim slowed as it approached the moon. Through the protective shield, everyone watched the increasingly distant, unfamiliar world.
The ground was gray, the sky was black, and in the distance, a blue planet hung in the celestial canopy like a jewel.
Roy noticed a fleeting reflection in the shadow of a distant crater.
Roy squinted and memorized the location.
The Ark Maxim continued forward, flying towards the source of the energy pulse.
Behind us, Earth grew smaller and smaller in our field of vision, eventually becoming a blue dot of light, swallowed up by the endless galaxy.
The Ark Maxim descended slowly on a relatively flat plateau.
Roy chose a landing site close to the energy fluctuation source, only a few kilometers away.
From an aerial view, the surface of that area is distinctly different from the surrounding natural landscape.
It's smoother and more regular, as if it had been deliberately shaped by some force.
"Right here," Roy said.
The Ark Maxim stirred up a sky full of gray dust, and the fine fragments of lunar soil drifted in the vacuum, like a thin veil covering the ship.
Once the dust settled, Roy was the first to step out of the hatch.
The moment his feet touched the lunar surface, his Telekinesis Field silently expanded, forming a safe zone several hundred meters in diameter around the Ark Maxim.
Air, temperature, gravity—all are under his control.
"Come out," he called back.
Yamato was the first to jump out, but he landed with too much force, and his whole body bounced more than three meters high.
She exclaimed in surprise, flailing her arms and legs in mid-air before landing steadily beside Roy, her eyes wide with disbelief. "That's a really high jump!"
"The moon's gravity is only one-sixth that of Earth."
Olvia stepped out of the hatch, adjusted her glasses, and spoke in a calm tone, as if lecturing in a classroom.
"Theoretically, an average person can jump five or six meters high."
Yamato saying a word, Yamato jumped again.
This time she was prepared; she shot into the air like a cannonball, did a somersault in mid-air, and landed blushing with excitement. "That was fun! So much fun!"
Seeing this, Pea bent her knees and stood up. The extremely low gravity made her body as light as a feather, and she could slide a long distance with just a slight push off the ground.
Pea spread her arms wide, gliding across the gray ground, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she laughed, " Roy! Look! I'm flying!"
Bullet was the last to emerge. He stomped his foot on the ground and muttered, "This wretched place, all drab and gray, not a blade of grass in sight."
Roy agreed with him.
Looking out, the moon's surface is only gray, black, and white.
Gray soil, black sky, white starlight.
There was no wind, no sound; even breathing sounded harsh.
The temperature was extremely high in direct sunlight, while it was freezing cold in the shade, but none of that mattered within Roy's Telekinesis Field.
Roy withdrew his gaze and began assigning tasks.
" Olvia, lead a team to collect samples. Soil, rocks, anything will do."
"Jin, come with me."
"The rest of you, spread out and search, don't stray too far. Report anything immediately."
The group accepted the order and dispersed.
Scientists are the most excited.
Olvia, accompanied by several assistants, squatted on the ground, carefully collecting soil samples and placing them into sealed containers.
Someone used a hammer to knock off a piece of rock, turned it over and examined it closely, muttering, "A lunar rock! This is a lunar rock!"
Soon, they made a discovery.
"Captain!" a scientist shouted, "There's something here!"
Roy walked over and saw several pieces of metal scattered on the ground.
The largest is no bigger than the palm of your hand, and the smallest is only the size of a fingernail. They have sharp edges and their surfaces are covered with the marks of time.
"This is not naturally occurring."
Olvia took the fragments and examined them from all angles.
"The cut surfaces are too neat; it must have been manually processed."
Roy took a fragment and probed it with his Telekinesis.
Although the internal structure of the metal is severely aged, the molecular arrangement, which far exceeds the level of contemporary technology, can still be perceived.
"Keep looking," he said.
Soon, more fragments were discovered.
Scattered across an area several hundred meters in diameter, there are metals, ceramics, and some completely unrecognizable materials.
The scientists carefully collected each piece into their bags, like treasures.
"There's a building over here!" a shout came from afar.
Roy rushed over and saw a low-lying ruin.
The walls have long since collapsed, with only the foundation still faintly discernible.
Judging from the layout, this used to be a fairly large building, with at least a dozen rooms.
"Look at this." Olvia squatted in front of a crumbling wall, pointing to the faint carvings on the wall.
Roy leaned closer to take a look—although the carvings were severely weathered, their basic shapes were still discernible. They were exactly the same as the text on the ancient Sky Island books.
Ancient Script.
Olvia's voice trembled slightly, "There are... Ancient Script here!"
Just then, an even more important discovery was made.
A scientist dug out a pile of "junk" from the ruins: discarded tools, broken utensils, and rusty parts.
These things are worthless in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of scientists, each one is priceless.
"The blade of this knife..."
A scientist picked up a rusty dagger and examined the blade closely.
"This metal is harder than Seastone."
"This part,"
Another scientist was holding up a gear-shaped object.
"The precision is ten times higher than that produced by our most advanced machine tools."
Roy looked at the "trash" and nodded to himself.
The technology of the Moon People was indeed far superior to that of the modern era.