After he completed a round of hammering and fixing whatever was wrong, when he took off again, the creaking and creaking sounds in the spacecraft were reduced a lot, and the number of structural stability alarm points was reduced by 95.77%.

The second test flight ended successfully, and more work will be done.

On April 10, 2020, the third test flight ended, there was no sound at all, and the number of alarms returned to zero.

Looking at Morrowind One with more patches, Technician Chen was satisfied and praised himself again.

It has been nearly half a year since he traveled here and Chen Feng has been busy.

In order to celebrate that the spacecraft was completely stable, he decided to take a vacation for himself.

It started to rain again outside, but he was able to comfortably set up a beach chair under the tripod of Morrowind One and set up an electromagnetic grill.

Next to him on the metal table is a beautifully disassembled whole cow.

He placed two horns aside separately. They were two large pieces of biological batteries, which were more useful than wolf teeth.

"Xiaowei, cook me a steak, medium rare."

Chen Feng, who was lying on the beach chair, waved his hands and said so.

Next to him stood a crawler robot with a height of 1.5 meters.

The two mechanical arms of the robot are different colors, one yellow and one blue.

The blue one has a 360-degree shoulder and elbow rotation function and a hydraulic lifting force of 3200 kilograms. It was produced in 2315 and was excavated from the underground scrap parts warehouse of a factory in Hanzhou.

The yellow one is slightly longer and has a multi-link snake neck structure. It relies on the telescopic bending of organic metal to generate force. It has eight fingers and has a lifting force of only 765 kilograms, but it is more flexible. It was produced in 2416 and was excavated from a workshop warehouse in a city on the eastern coast.

inside.

In order to make it worthy of Xiaowei's feminine name, Chen Feng also covered the back of its head with coconut palm, barely giving it long hair.

Xiaowei: "Sorry, your Mandarin is not up to par. Please give the order again."

"Steak! Medium rare!"

"OK."

After receiving the information through the voice recognition system, the robot Xiaowei moved towards the metal table and started frying the steak according to the preset program.

Chen Feng stood aside and watched for two minutes, then opened Xiaowei's central control box and adjusted the capacitor voltage to make Xiaowei's power control more accurate when frying steak. After another minute of observation, it was ready.

He took another sip of tea and began to sit on the beach chair and write in his diary.

"Day 167 here. Morrowind One is running well."

"Since Xiaowei was created three days ago, I finally have someone who can talk. But I'm still very lonely."

"Because of drinking tea, the voices in my head are getting louder and the information I get is getting more intensive, and my sleep quality has declined."

"I haven't spoken for so long that my Mandarin has deteriorated, hahahaha! It's so embarrassing."

"My gene awakening level has increased to 42.81%, but the improvement speed has become slower and slower recently. The effect of tea has declined, and I don't know when it will stop."

"I still haven't found the reason for the defeat."

"Still not achieved space capabilities and quantum network."

"I want to go home and talk to people, but I can't leave yet. I have a feeling that if I go back empty-handed this time, what awaits me next time will still be the end of defeat."

"I, Chen Feng, am the most able to endure loneliness and the strongest among people on earth. If I give up, no one else will be able to do it."

"The next goal is to use Morrowind 1 to build a space-class spaceship as soon as possible. Continue to expand the computer performance. If that doesn't work, we can also try unshielded cross-star navigation. I can't sit still and wait for death."

"No matter what choice I make, I must leave the earth."

After writing this paragraph, he drank another cup of tea, and then his mind suddenly became groggy and extremely sleepy.

But at this time, Xiaowei was already walking towards him carrying the freshly fried steak.

There was something wrong with the program settings. Xiaowei's long yellow arms like iron pliers grabbed the hot steak and stuffed it into his mouth. It burned him so hard that his slightly groggy head immediately regained some clarity.

Chen Feng's mouth was so hot that it hurt. He quickly vomited the steak, broke away from Xiao Wei's claws, and put his hand to his mouth. His fingers were stained with blood.

Technician Chen rolled his eyes, jumped back to Morrowind One, turned on the probe-type quark treatment device that had just been modified not long ago, and scanned the mouth first, preparing to repair it.

At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed on the front LCD panel.

The data displayed on this LCD panel is the result of his personal genetic analysis, usually a long string of binary numbers, and he relies on his naked eyes to extract the information.

But this time it seems that there are too many numbers, the font is too small, and they are too densely packed.

Countless 0s and 1s eventually form a picture.

Chen Feng was stunned.

He knows the person in this photo.

Sergei Ponomarenko.

The most amazing and talented among all his younger brothers.

Chen Feng was shocked and his mind was filled with questions.

What's the meaning?

This information comes from my brain?

When the treatment device scans, it scans the mouth, which is very close to the brain.

The noise in my head just now was so loud that it exceeded a certain limit and seemed to have turned into a readable signal.

Signals must be part of the commands given by ZS bacteria to animals.

But other orders have a very broad sense of hostility, so why do pictures of Sergey, my little brother, appear?

Five hundred years have passed, and ZS bacteria still remembers this person’s face?

What does it mean?

Is my little brother so handsome?

More respectable than me?

Chen Feng does not deny Sergey's talent, but compared to his own achievements, it is definitely still inferior.

If the Compound Eyes only wanted to pay attention to humans with a higher threat level, they shouldn't pay so much attention to Sergey.

This is unreasonable!

etc……

He was so blessed that he suddenly realized, could it be that Sergey is still on earth?

So it’s still on the wanted list of ZS bacteria’s hostility, with the highest priority and the strongest intensity?

After this idea came up, it was out of control.
Chapter completed!