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In a world devoid of sound, it seemed as if time itself had come to a standstill. Hal had returned to the cabin of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter, while Lin Yuan remained seated on the wing, motionless like a statue.
"Sir, according to the latest radar calculations, our Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter is being captured by the gravitational pull of the star Angerona at a speed of 58 kilometers per second. In sixty-two minutes, this speed will increase to 118 kilometers per second, with a flight angle starting at 45 degrees. Ultimately, in just eight hours, we will be completely destroyed by Angerona. To escape its grasp, we need to ensure a speed of at least 0 kilometers per second and a flight angle exceeding 60 degrees. It's incredible; the gravitational force of this star is beyond my comprehension, as if there were a black hole hidden within it."
Claire reported to Lin Yuan every ten minutes, each report revealing different circumstances.
However, Lin Yuan was not in a hurry. With the energy stored in the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter, they could easily break free from Angerona's grip. The only thing troubling him was their next course of action.
Should they truly escape the range of Angerona's star system, or should they remain here?
According to the star map provided by Hal, there were no other stars or planets within a fifteen-light-year radius. It was an unimaginable wasteland, and Lin Yuan could not determine how they would cross this desolation.
Even if they managed to traverse this wasteland, what then? If they could not find Centrifugal Stone Energy, they would ultimately be trapped in this universe.
"Well then, it seems we're back to square one," Lin Yuan chuckled to himself after a long pause. He jumped off the wing; in this weightless state, his mechanical body floated like a large bird.
At that moment, an ultimate plan began to take shape in his intellect. He decided against using solar thermal energy—the simplest method—and instead opted for a massive solar sail measuring twenty-four meters.
The principle was refraction, one of the nine types of solar energy methods Hal had previously identified for Lin Yuan. By using solar energy as propulsion and leveraging refraction forces, they could propel the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter forward rapidly through space.
Of course, according to Hal's data, creating a solar sail was also quite complex. Given that Lin Yuan had limited materials and mechanical parts at that moment, his plan was to directly modify the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter.
To be honest, under normal circumstances, Lin Yuan would never consider such an approach. However, with energy running low, he had no choice. If he could successfully modify the solar sail, theoretically, the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter's speed could reach one-tenth of light speed. Combined with the remaining energy, there would be a good chance of breaking through barriers and entering interstellar travel.
This opportunity was one Lin Yuan was unwilling to forfeit; he disliked drifting aimlessly through space like a lost soul. Despite being a mechanical life form capable of enduring until the end of time, what would be the point?
Once he made up his mind, Lin Yuan immediately prepared to take action. He had thoroughly understood all mechanical components of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter and could make sound judgments.
However, less than ten minutes after Lin Yuan began his actions, Claire's radar monitoring system suddenly blared an alarm!
"Claire, what's happening?"
"Sir, we've detected an unknown powerful gravitational force exceeding our previous calculations and it's increasing rapidly—doubling every second. At this rate, in one minute, the absorption speed of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter will reach 800 kilometers per second. Sir, we must activate the main engine of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter immediately to escape this gravitational range. I can now basically confirm that there is likely an ultra-black hole hidden within or near Angerona; although I don't know why this is happening, it completely defies cosmic activity patterns!"
Claire's voice was quick and urgent, startling Lin Yuan. Plans changed faster than he could keep up; he had thought he had eight hours to modify his solar sail, but now it seemed there was no time left.
"Activate the main engine and break free from the gravity! Hal, Bison, enter combat mode," Lin Yuan commanded without hesitation.
However, just as his order was given, they all sensed an immense, indescribable force enveloping them from an unknown corner, like a giant hand covering an ant.
The overwhelming pull of gravity increased a hundredfold in an instant!
"Damn it, this is equivalent to zero gravity on RZ Planet. What the hell is happening? The g-715 Sub-base has never provided any alerts for such emergencies; I swear..."
Bison's roar was cut short as the even more violent gravitational force overwhelmed him. All the equipment inside the Pterosaur H- cockpit was crushed to bits, and even Lin Yuan's Mechanical Body was rendered immobile, as if it were being torn apart. The exterior of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter creaked ominously, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Just when Lin Yuan thought he was doomed, the terrifying pressure suddenly vanished, leaving behind a calm reminiscent of the stillness after a storm.
It came suddenly and left just as abruptly.
"Hal, Bison? Are you okay?" Lin Yuan hurriedly asked, but soon realized that the information platform within his Mechanical Body had been completely destroyed. He couldn't even receive Claire's signals anymore; his Auditory Radar System had suffered severe damage, as if a tornado had swept through.
Fortunately, Lin Yuan's Mechanical Body was robust enough; aside from some minor component damage, everything else was functioning normally—though his Health Points had dropped by 1000.
Without time to search for Claire's signal, Lin Yuan quickly activated his Main Audio-Visual Radar. What he saw left him in shock.
Inside what had once been an intact Cabin, there were floating particles everywhere. The previous violent gravity had vanished without a trace, and all equipment lay in ruins. However, the outer wall of the Pterosaur H- remained relatively intact; aside from some deformation, it had not sustained major damage. Hal and Bison floated in the Cabin as well, their Health Points both below zero. As for Thomas and Fat Three, they were fortunate to be locked inside Life Pods and secured in place, so they were affected the least.
Seeing that everyone was temporarily safe, Lin Yuan let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly tried to assess the situation outside. However, his Second Audio-Visual Radar and Third Auditory Radar were both malfunctioning; the Radar attached to the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter was even less functional.
"Claire? Claire?" Lin Yuan called out several times but still couldn't ascertain Claire's condition. He suspected she had taken the brunt of the impact since she was responsible for connecting with the entire Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter during that sudden gravitational storm.
For a moment, although Lin Yuan felt sorrowful, he didn't stop moving. He rushed to the cockpit entrance and exerted great effort to pry open the twisted hatch before carefully squeezing through.
Yet when Lin Yuan stood atop the severely deformed Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter and looked around, he was utterly stunned.
He could still see the vastness of space, but this was no longer the Angerona star system; it was another completely unfamiliar star system. Even Lin Yuan's Intellect could not make an accurate judgment, the only conclusion being that this was not the Galactic System!
What shocked Lin Yuan even more was that surrounding the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter was a dense array of countless Mechanical Remains and space corpses. This was indeed a grand battlefield in space. From his preliminary analysis, the scope of this battlefield was almost equivalent to a massive asteroid belt, stretching endlessly in all directions.
Just by scanning a few of those Mechanical Remains, Lin Yuan discovered at least a dozen Falcon 98 Battle Machines. As for the space corpses, they were bizarre and incredible in shape.
"Beep! Low-level Dark Demon Race corpses detected. Intelligent Brain Encyclopedia data entry in progress. Data generation complete; insufficient permissions to access details. Warning: Even the lowest-level Dark Demon Race is an extremely powerful entity. Please evacuate immediately."
"…"
A series of messages left Lin Yuan completely stunned. He never expected that the Angerona star had indeed harbored a problem, hiding a mysterious spatial black hole nearby. Due to a lack of energy, they had chosen to remain in a suspended state and were ultimately drawn into that black hole by Angerona's gravity, landing them in this obviously perilous Alien Battlefield.
Here, according to the rules of Mechanical City, ordinary citizens had no right to be present; only elite warriors of D1 level or above were qualified. However, judging by the situation here, even D1 level Mechanical Warriors would likely meet their demise, let alone them—who were theoretically still minors and weaklings.
"Damn it!"
Lin Yuan cursed inwardly. Even though he saw so many wreckages superior to the Pterosaur H-, he couldn't feel any excitement because he knew too well that this place was a death trap for them.
Not daring to be careless, Lin Yuan first compressed his Energy Engine to 97%, entering a semi-dormant state to avoid attracting unpredictable dangers. Then he directly entered the Cabin, relying on the inertia of the Pterosaur H-, he maneuvered it carefully and finally wedged the Pterosaur H- against a massive Interstellar Battleship Wreckage. He patiently waited, feeling completely uncertain; he didn't even dare to touch those precious wreckages nearby. He needed to first understand his surroundings because this area undoubtedly belonged to the Dark Demon Race's territory. If they attracted the Dark Demon Race or any other entities, they would surely meet their end. (To be continued.)
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