The sky was filled with dust and the ground was like an oven.
This is an extremely hot gray desert, but the stars above emit a faint blue light, making it not seem too hot.
However, when the radiation of that cold light shone on the earth, it made the entire earth emit a temperature that could scorch everything.
Alex Nan lowered his head and rode on a floating motorcycle, speeding across the Gobi desert.
He was wearing an old-looking grey faux leather jumpsuit that wrapped himself up a bit bulkily, covering his entire head, and had a pair of lenses on his eyes that could block strong radiation light.
Don’t underestimate this faded-looking artificial leather; its material can block the radiation from the stars above. Although the built-in constant temperature system may occasionally malfunction, it allows him to function normally in the outdoor temperature of 70 to 80 degrees.
The ancient seal character "风" printed on the chest of this jumpsuit indicates that this is a uniform for employees of the Feng Group.
Alex Nan crouched down and sat on the hoverbike, and came to a crack in the Gobi Desert.
He stopped, flipped off the hoverbike, and then grabbed the padlock on the back of the hoverbike and fell towards the crack in the ground.
He is a maintenance worker of the Feng Group, and is responsible for regularly inspecting the ground vein markers beneath the fissure.
He descended all the way down with light and skillful movements, obviously very competent for his current job.
As the rope was lowered, Alex Nan's body was gradually swallowed by the darkness.
The fissure extended downward, and the rock walls on both sides began to widen.
Alex Nan was descending alone in the empty underground space, but suddenly he started humming a song.
"I don't have K! I don't have K!"
"Blue biu~Blue biu~Blue biu~"
"Dinosaurs carry wolves carry wolves carry..."
This dark space suddenly started to rock and roll.
Alex Nan swayed as he tried to descend, not minding at all that his body was swaying in this underground space.
The tone-deaf voice hummed this strange tune, and there was actually some charm in it.
At this moment, a somewhat irritable voice suddenly came to his ears: "That's enough!"
"What did I do wrong that the consortium sent you to torture me!"
A woman's voice screamed in Alex Nan's ear.
Alex Nan didn't care at all. He said, "It will be soon. Our terms are all three years, right? It will be three years in five months. By then, the consortium will send someone to replace us."
"Now, shut up woman, I'll call you when I need you."
The woman's voice beside me also sounded angrily: "Very good, kid, when you come up in five months, I will beat you up!"
Alex Nan didn't care at all and continued to hum his little tune...
"Dinosaurs carry wolves carry wolves carry..."
Anyway, he had only seen that woman once three years ago and had forgotten what she looked like. Now he only remembered what her voice sounded like.
However, at this moment, his descending figure came to an abrupt stop.
I looked up and felt the irregular vibrations coming from the chains, and I knew what was going on.
He said helplessly: "Well, it's stuck again."
"Woman, remember to send me another set of hinges next time."
A woman's voice rang out: "I know, make noise!"
Alex Nan then lowered his head and looked down. His goggles had activated their night vision function, and he soon saw a ledge about twenty meters below.
That was the end of his descent.
But now that he was stuck in mid-air, he was not panicked at all. With a little force from his waist and abdomen, he swung to the platform over there.
In mid-air, the force of his swing did not move him far towards the convex platform, because he did not swing his body fully.
But the next moment, a strong wind suddenly pushed him from behind, carrying him quickly a long distance towards the platform.
However, he did not fall directly to the ledge from a height of 20 meters, but landed on the rock wall above the ledge. Suddenly, grappling hooks popped out from the tool slots on the backs of his hands, and he scraped the rock wall all the way down.
After raising a large cloud of dust, Alex Nan let go again and finally landed on the ledge and stood steadily.
It's like knowing how to do Qinggong.
A voice rang in Alex Nan's ear: "It's scary every time I see you like this. I guess your 'Wind Control Technique' is already level 3, right?"
Alex Nan shrugged and said, "Who told you to always have problems with the hinges you sent?"
"I was forced to practice this."
The woman said, "We can't help it. The radiation from OB7561 is too strong. Although the winch has been treated to prevent radiation, it will be exposed to radiation for a long time every time it is used, so its performance cannot be guaranteed."
Alex Nan said: "Okay, this doesn't change the fact that Feng Group is reluctant to give good things to a small worker like me."
The woman said calmly: "But you get a lot of money every time you work. In the past three years, your salary is even more than twice what I got!"
"For the sake of money, stop complaining."
This is a dangerous job that requires patience and loneliness, so the pay is much higher than the jobs offered by normal wind consortiums.
Alex Nan stopped talking and continued walking towards the passage ahead.
This passage was dug artificially, so it is a smooth slope sloping downward. In the early years when there was not much dust, he could even slide all the way down.
But now he didn't dare to slide down again. If his work clothes were torn again in the process, he would be in danger of being exposed to radiation when he went back.
It took about twenty minutes to walk.
He came to a small underground space.
The rock here is tight and no longer on the fracture layer.
In the middle of this small stone chamber is a device in operation.
Like a Bagua altar, there was a long pole supported by special metal inserted into the ground in each of the eight directions, and the ground was densely covered with Bagua patterns and runes that Alex Nan did not recognize. To him, it looked like a cult altar.
But this is just a formation. In the words of the Feng Group, this is a: Type 4 Planetary Marrow Extraction Formation Device.
What Alex Nan had to do was very simple. He took out a sphere emitting bright white light from his toolbox, then turned on an energy device at the center of the earth marrow extraction array, took out the other sphere whose light had dimmed, and installed the new sphere.
He did not discard the replaced sphere, but put it back into the toolbox and took it with him. When he returned it to the woman, he could continue to charge and use it.
In fact, these spheres are spirit energy tanks, which are used to provide energy for the earth marrow extraction array.
When Alex Nan looked upwards, he could see that above the center of the extraction array, there was a small bottle of about 200cc of red gelatinous substance churning in the transparent container.
That is the marrow of the earth.
It has extremely high value in this era.
Of course, there are only 72 extraction points in the entire OB7561 planet, and he is responsible for maintaining 14 of them.
And on this entire vast planet, there are only five people doing the same job, plus a woman who provides them with logistical services in the outer orbital space station.
After skillfully completing the replacement of the energy core, Alex Nan only needs to come back in five months to retrieve the container containing the earth's marrow.
He returned to the entrance of the outer passage and looked down at the deep fissure in the ground below.
Originally there should have been a lava river passing through here, but now there is nothing.
The planet is dying.
Even though the surface of the earth was extremely hot due to the radiation from the stars, the core of the earth had already cooled down long ago.
Without flowing magma, the planet's magnetic field continues to weaken, resulting in the inability to resist radiation from stars and solar storms.
So much so that the planet's atmosphere is being rapidly stripped away.
Of course, this was not important to Alex Nan. His eyes quickly locked onto the chain twenty meters high, and then...
A vague spiritual power emanated from his chest, and then, under the control of his will, it moved the surrounding wind.
He suddenly jumped up, and a strong wind pushed him from behind, sweeping him up rapidly into the sky.
"Wind Control Technique!"
This is what Alex Nan feels is unreasonable about this era.
It is clearly a future interstellar era, but why does the technology tree deviate towards the direction of cultivating immortals?
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