bookbashuk Chapter 89 Echoes in Deep Space
Chapter 89 Echoes in Deep Space
Chapter 89 Echoes in Deep Space
As a young man of the new era who grew up reading various novels, Sang Biao also had a science fiction dream and was interested in the existence of aliens.
After gaining inexplicable higher-dimensional abilities, his interest in extraterrestrials suddenly surged, but unfortunately, after searching for a long time and turning over countless planets and planets, he didn't find a single one.
Of course, he also knew that his actions were no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. Although he could manipulate the universe at will, the universe was too vast. In such a short time, what he could observe and see was less than the proportion of foam in the ocean. Therefore, although he was disappointed, he never believed that just because he had never seen aliens, aliens did not exist.
He had also looked at the moon, and he considered himself to have looked at it quite carefully, making it one of the celestial bodies he had observed most closely. He had even gone so far as to drill into the moon's core to see if it was a giant spaceship like in some novels. In the end, all he found was a dusty, unremarkable object.
Unexpectedly, today brought a pleasant surprise.
He actually saw artificial creations on the moon.
The spirit of the First Emperor is watching over us!
I actually found it!
For a moment, Hu Biao, who considered himself to be quite shrewd, became somewhat agitated.
"Whatever it is, let's dig it out and take a look."
At this moment, the traditional martial arts association, the school's reputation, the Muay Thai champion, online public opinion, and the Ling Shu Ring—all became irrelevant.
The thing in front of him was the only thing that could stir his heartstrings.
He reached out with the steel spoon, still fragrant with the scent of Qin soil, and began to dig. Soon after, a colossal object appeared before him.
"Wow, it's huge!"
Even from a high-dimensional perspective, Hu Biao still gasped when the main outline became roughly visible. It was at least 500 meters long and nearly 100 meters wide at its widest point, larger than the largest aircraft carrier on Earth, lying silently across the desolate lunar sea.
The spine has a smooth, naturally curving back, and a deep, matte dark brown color that seems to absorb light. The surface is not smooth metal or rock, but covered with a chitinous shell-like texture, with faint, dark veins that resemble circuits or blood vessels.
"Is it really an artificial object?"
What had previously been exposed on the ground was just a small edge, which looked like an artificial creation. But after seeing the overall shape of this thing, Hu Biao was somewhat incredulous, because it looked more like a living being, a giant creature.
But do such enormous creatures exist?
Well, just because it doesn't exist on Earth doesn't mean it doesn't exist in the universe.
No, it's not just a living organism; it's a modified organism.
In addition to biological characteristics, Hu Biao also noticed obvious signs of mechanical modification, including some clearly metallic tissue.
"Could this thing still be alive?"
Although he possessed the ability to capture stars and the moon, Hu Biao's heart still trembled a little when he suddenly encountered such a strange thing, and he dared not touch it immediately.
So he picked up the spoon again and dug for a while longer. After digging it all out, he saw a huge gash on the thing, as if it had been hit by something powerful. With this gash, Hu Biao seemed to have found a way through it, and his psychological pressure immediately decreased a lot when he started handling it.
Centering on this breach, he cautiously peered inside—
Then he saw the amazing internal structure.
The enormous, chamber-like space had walls made of warm-toned biomass material with a texture similar to muscle fibers, yet inlaid with delicate crystalline lines like capillaries. Scattered on the floor were some unidentifiable objects or relics, most of which had assimilated into or decayed with the surrounding tissue.
No obvious remains were found, only some traces of what appeared to be molted skin or solidified secretions.
As the field of vision deepened, after navigating a long, blood vessel-like passage, we finally entered a special space.
This is a chamber formed by the convergence of countless blood vessels. These "vessels" hang down from the top of the chamber like tree roots, wrapping around a "heart" that is at least ten meters tall. However, this "heart" has completely lost its vitality and has obviously "shriveled up," like a grape that has been squeezed dry—yes, a raisin.
After circling around inside again without making any new discoveries, Hu Biao withdrew.
It wasn't that he didn't want to investigate further, but rather that he couldn't. He didn't even know if this suspected bio-spaceship still had any life or consciousness.
Although it looked like the thing was dead, his eyes weren't microscopes, so he couldn't be sure.
Moreover, he didn't dare take it back with him.
Please, it looks like an alien creature!
Who knows if it carries bacteria or viruses? Even if we dig up a small piece and bring it back to Earth, it might be an eco-terrorist attack that spreads across the globe.
He can't take that risk.
Moreover, now was not the time to deal with this thing. After thinking for a long time, he really couldn't think of a good solution. He could only enter the interior of the suspected biological spaceship in a higher-dimensional form, and after checking it over again and confirming that there were no other discoveries, he left.
Anyway, this thing is on the far side of the moon, and ordinary people can't find it, at least not in the short term.
Thinking of this, his heart calmed down a little.
The atmosphere in the top-floor conference room of the administration building at Jiangcheng University was somewhat somber.
The square conference table was filled with people. Senior university officials Zhou Mingyuan and President Li Weimin looked solemn. The vice presidents in charge of publicity, student affairs, and teaching, as well as deans and senior officials of relevant colleges, and heads of functional departments such as the university office, publicity department, student affairs department, and academic affairs office were all present.
This was a special expanded meeting of the school affairs committee convened on an ad hoc basis, with only one agenda item: how to deal with the major public opinion crisis triggered by Hu Biao, a student of the school.
Chen Hui, the head of the publicity department, was reporting on online public opinion. The large screen in the conference room displayed the current distribution of public opinion: "——————Online public opinion is currently extremely polarized. There are many supporters, but the opposition is even stronger, mainly focusing on his group insults against liberal arts students, his contempt for the traditional martial arts association, his flippant attitude towards legal procedures, and his perceived extreme lack of humility and responsibility expected of a student. Numerous media outlets, including several influential mainstream media outlets and many online influencers, have published articles criticizing his inappropriate remarks, questioning Jiangcheng University's educational achievements, and demanding that the university seriously address the issue and provide the public with an explanation————"
As she spoke, she also pointed out several influential media outlets.
After Chen Hui finished speaking, a low murmur arose in the conference room.
Zhou Mingyuan tapped on the table, and the meeting room fell silent. "That's roughly the situation. Let's all discuss it!"
"High-ranking officials, university president, what's there to discuss? This matter is very serious. This Hu Biao, relying on his talent, has been spouting nonsense online. His remarks are vulgar, aggressive, and baseless, making baseless accusations against different academic fields, which has seriously damaged the reputation of the university. I suggest he be severely punished—" The speaker was Vice President Zhang Cheng, who is also the dean of the Law School of Jiang University. His tone was stern.
After he finished speaking, the conference room fell silent. Almost everyone's eyes fell on Shen Moxuan. Shen Moxuan did not speak, but leaned back in his chair, half-closing his eyes, as if he was resting.
"Old Shen, what do you think? I heard he's your prized student!" Principal Li Weimin said helplessly when Shen Moxuan remained silent.
"How I see it? I'll just sit here and watch." Shen Moxuan glanced at Zhang Cheng and sneered, "Hu Biao is a key talent being cultivated by the School of Biology, and since entering the school, he has not violated any school rules or regulations. His diligent attitude towards learning is also obvious to all. Why should such a student be punished!"
"Dean Shen, I understand your concern for your students," Zhang Cheng's voice seemed to soften, but it conveyed a strong sense of determination. "However, diligent study cannot be an excuse for everything. His remarks have sparked a huge amount of negative public opinion, causing real trouble for the school! This is an objective consequence! The school must consider its overall image and the exemplary effect it has on other students!"
Shen Moxuan rolled his eyes, sat up straight, took out his phone, and said while browsing, "I've watched Hu Biao's videos. He's just a young man bravely expressing his opinion. He hasn't broken the law or committed a crime—" Before Zhang Cheng could speak, Shen Moxuan tapped his phone, and the conference room screen flickered, changing from the online public opinion analysis screen to a Weibo homepage.
"Vice Principal Zhang, is this 'Let's Talk' your Weibo account?"
Zhang Cheng was taken aback, but subconsciously nodded in agreement.
"Look, how nicely you put it! I disagree with your opinion, but I will defend to the death your right to say it." Shen Moxuan pointed to the description under his account and said with a smile, "You may disagree with this young man's opinion, but I think you should defend his right to say it. Don't you think so, Vice Principal Zhang?"
"Xiao Shen, it's just a small matter, why are you making such a fuss? It's not that serious, it's not that serious—" The dean of the School of Biology, an old professor who usually didn't talk much, raised his head and said with a smile.
Watching the two of them working together in perfect harmony, Vice Principal Zhang Cheng exclaimed: "@%##￥！#￥！#￥￥————"
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