January 15, 2282 AD, planet 998877.
On this desolate mineral planet, the sky and land are all gray.
Only some local plants that look like moss swaying in the wind make the place look a little lively.
In a valley surrounded by mountains, there is a vast artificial creation, with dozens of hemispherical buildings of various sizes, reflecting the metallic luster, like a group of marbles buried in the ground.
This is an industry belonging to China Xingke Interstellar Mining and Metallurgy Group Company, and is one of the company's eight mining bases on the planet.
Dozens of mining vehicles shaped like giant scorpions were busy around.
Hundreds of transport ships that look like ladybugs shuttle back and forth between them and the base.
After these ores undergo crushing, primary selection, selection, and classification in the mineral processing workshop, they are sent to the smelting workshop for smelting.
The various metal ingots produced will be pulled to the airport and sent to various places of need by the company's giant transport spacecraft.
"Hey, this is such a damn place, but I actually have to stay in this damn place for three years."
Wen Desi looked at the desolate scenery in front of him and sighed helplessly.
Mr.
Wen Desi is the leader of Xingke Mining and Metallurgy on this planet, the general manager of Mine No. 36 and the manager of Division No. 1.
Although he oversees eight mining bases, he only has 7 people under his command.
To be precise, 7 natural persons and 7 division managers.
Yes, in this era, the title of manager has become even more devalued.
Basically, a "person" is the manager.
Of course, the general manager is not much better.
Wen Desi's place is pretty good, and he still has 7 people under his command.
The general managers of some new mining areas are completely bachelor commanders.
There is no way, compared to the vast universe, there are too few natural people.
Wen Desi inspected a group of people in the mining area in a small spaceship and returned to his office.
He looked at the clock on the wall of the hangar and said: "The Spring Festival is in a few days.
This year I must go back to Earth to celebrate the New Year.
Even if I can't go to the Earth, I will at least celebrate the New Year in the solar system."
Mr.
Wen was anxious, because he was the only natural person here now, and all seven of his subordinates were on vacation this morning and went back to celebrate the New Year.
Seeing them happily boarding the spaceship back to Earth, Mr.
Wen felt as if a cat was scratching his head.
However, Wen Desi is the general manager.
Others can leave, but he cannot leave.
Because of company regulations, the general manager of each mining area must leave last.
"Why didn't those guys consider how far away Mine No. 36 is?"
Wen Desi angrily sat at his desk and greeted all the female relatives of the company's top executives.
"Mr.
Wen, today's production status report has been summarized.
Do you want to see it?"
At this time, a clear and elegant voice sounded.
A tall and graceful figure walked in.
The person who came was Wen Desi’s cyborg secretary, whose name was Gu Xiaolu.
Gu Xiaolu is a standard beauty, especially with a pair of thrilling slender legs.
Wen Desi was upset, so he said casually: "Tell me what's the important point.
There's no need to talk about ordinary things."
"Yes, Mr.
Wen.
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The No. 45 tunnel boring machine needs to replace the drill bit.
The No. 7 smelting workshop has a converter failure and needs spare parts for repair.
The samples collected in Area 1164 have been sent to the laboratory.
The No. 662 transport vehicle was attacked by indigenous sandworms.
The body of the vehicle was greatly damaged.
The security guard Teams have gone to clean up” "Okay, these are small things.
You can deal with them, Xiaolu.
I'm going back to Earth tomorrow."
Wen Desi waved his hand and was about to arrange the holiday work.
"Boom" Suddenly, a violent vibration interrupted his words.
Wen Desi and Gu Xiaolu were both thrown to the ground.
"Asshole, what's going on?"
Wen Desi stood up straight and turned on the communication system with a livid face.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo risk dan 2008" At this moment, on the monitor screen, there was chaos outside.
More than a dozen buildings had been opened and fires broke out.
Many mining trucks and transport trucks had overturned and were thrown everywhere.
The biochemical miners were running away in fear.
"Oh my god, what is that?"
Wen Desi gasped, and he saw a huge vortex in the sky.
This vortex occupies almost half of the field of view, with a diameter of at least five kilometers in visual estimation.
The terrifying thing is that it is still falling, and the terrible storm blows out of the vortex, sweeping the ground of the base like a huge broom.
The voice of the main control computer kept ringing: "Danger is expected to arrive in 7 seconds, prepare for impact.
Prepare for impact."
The vibration became more intense, and after a burst of electric sparks flashing wildly, all the lights in the room went out.
The sound of the office main control computer also stopped abruptly.
"Boom" There was another loud noise, and Wen Desi was thrown to the wall, and there was a close contact.
Wen Desi felt his eyes darken and fainted.
"Asshole, I want to go back to Earth to celebrate the New Year," Wen Desi cursed before falling into coma.
"Mr.
Wen, wake up quickly.
Mr.
Wen, wake up quickly."
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Desi vaguely heard someone shouting in his ear, his voice was very nervous, and he was still shaking himself vigorously.
Suddenly, he smelled a pungent smell, and he woke up immediately under the stimulation of this smell.
"Uh, Xiaolu."
After Wen Desi opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a nervous Gu Xiaolu, with tears still hanging on the girl's face.
Looking again, the little girl was holding a bottle of spray in her hand.
"Fuck, it's an emergency resuscitation agent, no wonder it smells so bad."
"Great, Mr.
Wen, you finally woke up.
If you don't wake up yet, I will have to send you to the medical room."
Gu Xiaolu shouted happily, and her face immediately turned clear.
"Mr.
Wen, how are you feeling now?
Do you want to go to the medical room for a checkup?"
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"Wait, let me see for myself first."
Wen Desi shook his head.
He was a typical military fan.
He had liked playing guns and war games since he was a child.
He was even crazy enough to use the equipment from his father's factory to make his own guns and cannons for fun.
Before settling on an alien planet, he had to play war games almost every month and participated in various military trainings.
Although I haven’t played for two years now, I still haven’t forgotten those basic self-rescue and self-examination skills.
A few minutes later, Wen Desi stood up from the floor after confirming that he was in no serious condition.
"Hu Xiaolu, are you okay?"
Wen Desi looked at Gu Xiaolu and found that this girl was luckier than him.
Apart from her clothes and hair being a little messy, there was no sign of any harm at all.
"It's nothing, just a bruise on my calf," Gu Xiaolu said.
She just subconsciously grabbed the armrest on the wall next to her, so she didn't play ping pong like Wen Desi did.
Wen Desi looked around.
Now the emergency lighting in the room has been restored.
Several lines of large red letters flashed on the status monitoring display on the wall: "The damage ratio of this facility is 46.87.
The nuclear fusion power series is under emergency repair.
It is expected that Completed in 47 hours.
Next step.”
There is also a schematic diagram of the status of each area of the entire office building on the screen.
Only half of the normal green color is, the remaining one-third is red, which represents severe damage, and orange, which represents moderate damage, and the rest is yellow, which represents mild damage
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