Tick-tock.
Even though winter had already set in, and the office air conditioning was comfortable, a drop of sweat still trailed down his sleeve to the floor.
John was seemingly unaware of this, his mind somewhat bewildered.
Suddenly thrust onto the vast stage of the Solar System, he had made no preparations and had absolutely no idea what to do.
Even a signal, still uncertain in nature, could exert immense pressure from hundreds of millions of kilometers away.
Cheyenne Mountain had contingency plans for all kinds of dire situations, even an asteroid colliding with Earth, but indeed, no one had considered how to deal with aliens.
For anyone who truly devoted their energy to pondering this would realize: attempting to guess the intentions of an alien civilization from a human perspective was an exercise in absurdity.
Humans could crush an ant without any reason, and it was clear that the gap between them was not as vast as that between humans and aliens.
