Xiang Shan moved along the coast and soon encountered a corner.
From a distance, he saw the giant white building resembling the top of a tent.
Compared to three hundred years ago, not much has changed here...
Ah, no, that’s not quite true. In fact, that white "tent" has been replaced several tis since. It was originally a high-strength parachute canopy, sprayed with sealing glue to make a temporary cover. When Xiang Shan was still the director of the Rama Project and the United Nations University Institute, he oversaw a reconstruction project, and in the late fifties when David acquired it, it was rebuilt again.
However, the tent-like cover ford by the "glued parachute" has been preserved. Originally unintended, it unexpectedly beca a unique cultural symbol. At first, a small group of people regarded this as a symbol of the Rama Project District, a mory of their struggle for world peace. During the forties and fifties, as this story gradually declassified, many gas and movies used the "white tent" as a symbol of "aliens" and "third kind contact".
It still stands. Judging by its size and shape, it is essentially the one left after David’s rebuilding. It’s been over two hundred years. Ultraviolet rays and oxygen have turned the once pristine "tent" a dingy yellow, as if covered in dust and dirt.
Getting a bit closer, he could see a more enormous glass do.
The glass do covered the entire Rama Project District.
"Quite the spectacle," Xiang Shan scoffed.
This do did not exist in the 21st century.
Back then, David still welcod everyone to visit his private museum. He loved children and planned to beco a guide in his museum after retirent, explaining human space history to children worldwide. When the early Restoring Enzy appeared, he, as a phase one volunteer, worked hard to learn various common languages. In his spare ti, he also discussed comprehensive plans with Xiang Shan, from creating direct international routes to revitalizing local industries, cooperating with entertainnt industries including the film industry, aiming to make this a tourist destination and let everyone see his museum.
And let everyone rember their youth.
Unfortunately, so small events happened later, distracting David—during the martial wars, he had to take crucial actions.
Now it seems unlikely there will be visitors anymore...
Ah, that’s not true.
Two hundred and fifty years later, a visitor approached the museum’s doors again.
Of course, this area wasn’t unguarded. A full squad of soldiers patrolled outside, accompanied by many automated turrets.
Then, suddenly, all the automated turrets frantically attacked each other. The drones quickly went down.
Afterward, behind one turret, a giant figure pulled along an even larger combat spear, slowly approaching the defending forces.
Accompanied by the EMP storm sweeping in like a tsunami.
This ti, Xiang Shan even installed plugins dismantled from Sagittarius onto his prosthetic body. The vector injector group, like wings, unfolded behind him.
In just one round, the huge spear in Xiang Shan’s hand exploded the leader of the best martial arts defenders, scattering parts, leaving only a head hanging on the spear.
Xiang Shan looked at the defending army and calmly said, "Who I am, you can probably guess. There are many antiques inside, which are sowhat valuable. And this happens to be a place my old friend cherished. I don’t want to cause destruction here. You probably can’t pose a threat to . Disarm your weapon modules, then look in the eye. It’s better for everyone."
"Ma... Martial God!" "It’s Martial God!" "Martial God Xiang Shan!"
A few low and restrained exclamations.
Then, a guard first turned around, facing Xiang Shan from the side—in this era, the threat from the "front" and "back" was actually similar. On the contrary, from the side, the cross-sectional area was lower, and both hands were accessible, so firearms were rarely deployed.
Then, the magazines all over his body opened, live ammunition and small missiles dropped from his body.
But after a lot of ammunition fell, so externally attached equipnt began to detach from his body.
The head of the guard leader, whose head was hung on Xiang Shan’s spear, blinked his prosthetic eye and transmitted in primitive plaintext, "That’s right, no need to resist. Even if you tead up against , it was a pyrrhic victory. Let’s leave it at that, King won’t bla you."
Xiang Shan swung the huge spear in his hand. The head of the junior officer spun and landed in the hand of the nearest soldier. Xiang Shan placed the spear’s tip on the ground, dragging it as he slowly walked forward. He looked around, making eye contact with each soldier for a few milliseconds.
The Gu had already been planted.
Soon, Xiang Shan controlled all the soldiers.
"Don’t think about reporting, delay as long as you can. If you can’t delay, then... do as you like." Xiang Shan pointed at the glass do in front of him, "Hartman probably wouldn’t blow this place up directly, right?"
"King Aqini wouldn’t do that," the junior officer blinked his prosthetic eye, continuing to answer in plaintext, "That would an King starts a war with him early."
"Heh," Xiang Shan chuckled, with unclear aning.
Then he walked to the closed tal door. The surface dust had caked, indicating it hadn’t been opened in a long ti.
Xiang Shan simply swept the spear, violently breaking the door, entering under the do.
He seed to step into a different world.
This place was filled with bizarre fungus piles, mingled with so lichen-like strange entities. Their colors were peculiar, vibrant unlike any native Earth species. Moreover, most of the fungi grew where tal rust accumulated.
Their relentless spread corroded everything.
Yet beneath these strangely brilliant colors, the outline of the surviving architectural structures still reflected the shadows of their forr days.
David spent lavishly on a design team, demanding they construct a museum while preserving the initial Rama Project’s original buildings. The Rama Project itself was a significant milestone in human space exploration. Most Rama Project buildings were retained, with larger and taller structures enclosing the original temporary research institute.
Subsequently, the original open spaces and the forr defense and administrative departnt buildings were transford into exhibition areas.
Here resided spacecraft from various countries. From satellites launched in the fifties and sixties of the twentieth century and recaptured during the "space debris cleanup movent" of the twenty-first century fifties to obsolete models of rockets, launching pads, and space shuttles...
Of course, most spacecraft here belonged to the "forr Red Alliance". Collecting these relics was less troubleso. The Republic and Federation, due to political factors, often preserved similar antiques within their countries. Moreover, many items were outdated but still classified. With the forr Red Alliance gone, there were fewer concerns.
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