At the same time in G city a small group of scientist suited up.
Qian Wen hurriedly wore his hazmat suit and prepared all the equipments needed to reach the crash site.
"Mister Wen! We have a problem. The N*asa is on call and something is going badly," his assistant Gan came shouting from the hallway.
Qian paused. "What do you mean?"
He hurried over to the computer trying to get in contact with the team, but the connection was glitching.
"Check the connection!" he ordered a few of his technicians.
Soon he was able to get a feed. The N*asa official who was working with this project appeared on the screen with snot running down his nose. He was sobbing silently. "We have done a mistake. It was not meant to happen. This was not meant to happen..." he cried, not notching the camera in front of him.
"Mister Fred, I need you to calm down. Tell me what's going on." Qian Wen did his best to calm him down.
