Chapter 1129: Extra Plan

Inside the meeting room, Deng Xiang struggled to calm his excited feelings, somewhat apprehensively looking at the people inside the meeting room.

Looking around, there were nineteen people in total in the meeting room. Besides a few professionals in the aviation field, the rest were high-level members of Long An and the Weapon Research Institute.

And...

A red-clad girl who looks hard to provoke and a blue light sphere?

To be precise, it is a middle-aged person emitting blue light, resembling an energy entity.

Sitting in the deputy seat, Chu An casually turned on the projection device and spoke directly:

"You all probably know each other and understand the purpose of this gathering, so let's get straight to the point."

The slide lit up, showing a projector modified from system devices, which instantly projected an image of a rocket.

"This is the rocket we previously discussed designing; a normal rocket is about 30 meters high, but ours used this time is roughly 17 meters."

"Unlike rockets before the apocalypse, we don't need much fuel to provide lift within the atmosphere, nor do we need life-support systems."

"Therefore, we kept the rocket design as simple as possible."

"The top layer holds the transistor computer and circuit computer area, the middle layer is the backup orbit-changing system, and the bottom layer is the thruster used for near-Earth orbit."

Upon hearing the sound, everyone looked, unable to help glancing at Xuan Haicheng floating in midair. As high-level officials who could access Long An's secrets, they naturally knew of Xuan Haicheng's existence. The question is, what is Chu An doing by handing this over?

In the meeting, no one dared to ask further; despite their doubts, they chose to first finish looking at the design drawings before speaking.

Looking at the straightforward rocket design before them, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

Rather than calling it a rocket, this thing is more like a large firecracker.

This thing... really won't explode?

Not long after, a researcher specializing in ballistic missiles was the first to ask:

"Lord Chu An, although you said the first half of the lift relies entirely on... uh... Awakened Ones, can it really be carried up?"

"You should know that even if the rocket size is reduced to 17 meters and fuel is kept to a minimum, no matter how much weight is cut, taking the previously mature Long Dragon 3 as an example, the weight still amounts to 23 tons..."

"Moreover, do we really not need to launch a satellite upward?"

Nodding in indication, Chu An glanced toward Lin An beside him and gave a light laugh:

"Enough."

"Lin An, you should be fine, right? With my calculations, a 23-ton weight, you should be able to sustain up to about 120 kilometers."

"In fact, theoretically a third-rank Awakened One can completely break through the atmosphere alone; although pressure increases the higher you go and there are various uncontrollable atmospheric turbulences. With some effort, flying into outer space is possible. If it weren't for considering whether entering space might have unknown effects, the best launch method would actually be to let Lin An carry the circuit board, fly solo out of the atmosphere, and install a suitable satellite in near-Earth orbit."

"As for launching satellites..."

He shook his head.

"I've already made it clear; once up there we can just control other satellites, no need to launch our own. Actually, I want to discuss this matter later."

Lin An gave Chu An a curious look, talking about satellites? Wouldn't directly controlling a military reconnaissance satellite suffice?

If it's about transporting the former, he estimated a bit and confirmed he should be able to.

Just carrying a huge object weighing dozens of tons and flying all the way to ultra-high altitude—such a perverse idea, probably only Chu An could think of.

Just thinking about what Chu An described earlier, he felt somewhat speechless.

That's right, he has the Death God Mask; theoretically he doesn't need to breathe, and with his physique he can endure even in extremely cold environments for a long time. The electromagnetic radiation in space, no matter how strong, cannot surpass a nuclear bomb. What Chu An said is correct; if he wishes, he could even now cross space and fly to Mars...

The ballistics expert who asked first froze, mouth agape, realizing he had nothing to say.

There's no way; Chu An's statement is too beyond ethics, a path they never imagined.

After two hours of heated "discussion", all the tricky questions were resolved by Chu An; rather than a discussion, it was more like giving everyone a reassurance pill and filling gaps.

After closing the slide, Chu An suddenly turned his head toward the silent red-clad person and spoke calmly:

"Xuan Ziyi, I plan to send your father up together. Do you have any objections?"

"Of course, I can promise you that at most in two years I will bring him back down. Then, if I can help him return to humanity, I will do my best to help him. Of course, if he wishes to keep this form, that's fine too."

"Comrade Xuan Haicheng, do you have any objections?"

In the inquiry, carrying a faint pressure, Xuan Ziyi coldly glanced at the bespectacled youth who seemed able to see through everything, and after a long while silently nodded.

She had little room for choice.

Meanwhile, Xuan Haicheng beside her had no objections, merely feeling a bit nervous and somewhat dazed.

Where he goes doesn't matter; as long as Xuan Ziyi is safe, that's fine. Long ago Chu An had subtly told him he needed his help to accomplish something. It looks like this is it.

"Lord Chu An, I... I have no problem."

"But I hope you can take good care of my daughter.."

Wearing a bitter smile, Xuan Haicheng, whose speech sounded like an electric shock, reluctantly glanced at Xuan Ziyi. He awkwardly looked at his own body, not knowing what he could do after going up.

At the same time, everyone present was astonished, and several researchers blurted out:

"Lord Chu An? What are we letting him go up for?"

"Deng Xiang can still control satellites; could he not do the same?"

Faced with Xuan Haicheng's special "life existence", they were initially extremely shocked; many wanted to study him like a divine relic. But since they couldn't physically interact with him, they couldn't study anything at all.

At this moment, Lin An, lost in thought, glanced at Deng Xiang, then at Xuan Haicheng:

"Are you planning to use Xuan Haicheng as a battery?"

"Can it be used?"