A voice came from the end of the passage.
"I said, are you still going to visit the Central Missile System?"
When everyone looked, they saw a tornado coming silently from dozens of meters away.
"Of course we have to go, let's go!" Tianjixing held Jack 's finger and stepped forward.
Jack had no choice but to follow.
After passing through a passage, you can see the sunlight outside and a circular plank road surrounding the main body of the Energy City.
In addition, there are dozens of suspended platforms floating around the Energy City. The platforms are circular and can accommodate dozens of motorcyclists at a time.
Summoning a magnetic levitation platform, Tornado motioned for everyone to follow.
Jack also stepped on it, and because of the increased weight, he felt the platform suddenly sink a little.
I have long been accustomed to tornadoes, or I can fly without worrying about the risk of crashing.
The control platform descended, and he pointed to the missile launch systems located at the top and middle section of the tower and introduced them.
"This is the Energy City's central missile system, which has approximately 4,096 launch units and 64 phased array radars to provide guidance for the missiles."
"At the same time, our fighters in Energy City can also use airborne radar to indicate targets for missiles."
Po Tian Jing was a little surprised, "So many missiles? There are not so many people in my entire clan."
Tornado said proudly, "If the missile hits the vital point, it can easily destroy a low-level warrior. Your entire clan is indeed not enough for the central missile system."
Jack nodded thoughtfully, "Use radar for guidance, then what should we do if the enemy uses black burning stone?"
Tornado answered, "Not all missiles are guided by radar. Some are infrared guided, and some are AI self-searching for targets."
Tianjixing was very surprised. "AI searches for targets by itself? Has your technology reached this level?"
Hearing this, Tornado laughed dryly a few times, "That should be the case. I don't know the details. You have to ask Master Zhenfeng for details."
Tianjixing was in deep thought.
The maglev platform suddenly stopped and Tornado stepped out of the platform to explain.
"This floor is the missile production facility. Master Gust and his apprentice are here too."
"Yeah." Jack followed curiously, and couldn't help looking around.
But after seeing the scene around him, he was stunned.
It's not because the production line is too advanced and automated.
It was because Jack discovered that a large number of bikers were screwing screws on the assembly line, oh no, assembling missiles.
Wait, motorcyclists are also considered robots, so if you really think about it, they can barely be considered automated, right?
Jack looked away and changed the subject.
"Tornado, I heard that the central missile system is controlled by the city defense token?"
Tornado nodded, "Right."
Butiantu said thoughtfully, "So, as long as the beastmen get the token, they can easily destroy the defense of the Energy City."
Hearing this, Tornado's eyes flashed blue.
"That's true, but the city defense token is in my master's hands, there is no way it can be lost."
Jack smiled and said, "I think this method is too unsafe. Think about it, if the token is lost, the city will be lost with it."
"If the launch and guidance of the central missile system were divided into dozens of groups, with each group responsible for manual launch after receiving the order, wouldn't that be much safer?"
"Even if the token is lost, it will not endanger the Energy City."
Tianjixing also said, "From a safety perspective, this is the best way to do it."
Tornado thought for a moment before responding.
"Maybe, but Master must have his own considerations."
Seeing him like this, Jack nodded with satisfaction.
It doesn't require Tornado to completely change his mind, just a little hesitation in his heart will be enough.
As a guest army, I am unable to persuade the lightning above.
It would be better to just steal the house and leave the token behind. Even if the Tiger King succeeds in his plan, it will still be useless.
Continuing forward, Jack soon met the creator of the central missile system.
It was a dark green armed helicopter, which, like Master Huang, was more than 800 years old. There were signs of aging in all aspects of the aircraft, but his was more serious and it could no longer fly.
Looking at the dark green machine, Jack handed over a chip, "Master Zhenfeng, this is the letter that Master Huang asked me to give you."
Zhenfeng inserted the chip into the interface, and the blue light in his eyes flickered a few times, like a light bulb that was about to short-circuit.
Jack looked a little worried.
It seemed that he had finished reading. Zhenfeng raised his head and made a creaking sound, and his voice was also filled with a lot of noise.
"It is indeed the letter from that old man. Is his body still okay?"
Hearing this, Jack was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but think of what happened a few days ago.
At that time, Master Huang had just approved the construction of a solar converter, and he excitedly led his apprentices to start construction.
Apart from anything else, he could even carry more than 30 tons of building materials to join the construction, and his machine was in surprisingly good condition, even better than some young and strong motorcyclists.
After thinking for a moment, he replied, "It's OK. I can run and jump and replenish my energy."
Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Wow, it looks like he can still live for a few more years. I thought he would die before me."
"I've read the letter. Your boat is outside, right? I'll ask three apprentices to come aboard to help."
As he said this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"After so many years, I thought the old man had forgotten all those wonderful ideas and was staying in the City of Time to make some weapons for the younger generation in his spare time."
"At my age, I still go out with a youngster like you."
Jack looked strange when he heard this. Why did this sound so strange?
Without thinking too much, he coughed and said, "Master Zhenfeng, do you have any ideas?"
"Don't think too much about it. I'm just repaying you for agreeing to help design the ship's weapons system."
Zhenfeng laughed out loud, "Boy, do you think I'm as easy to fool as that old guy?"
"To tell you the truth, I am different from that old guy."
"He yearns for the future and the unknown, but I..."
At this point, he laughed dryly twice.
"And I am just a scholar immersed in past history."
Past history?
Jack's eyes lit up. "So, you know the history of this planet?"
Zhenfeng nodded, "Yes, you can go to the City Lord's Hall when you have time. The graffiti under the dome was drawn by me. That is the ancient legend that I know of."
Jack looked at him and said, "Okay, it turns out you were the one who stopped updating!"
He couldn't help but ask, "So, what happened to the shell left behind by the luminous being?"
"Why would those creation machines kill each other?"
"I don't know." Zhenfeng shook his head.
"Don't know?" Jack frowned.
Zhenfeng nodded, his eyes extremely deep.
"Yes, you should understand after seeing those paintings that we motorcycle people are man-made."
"Our civilization has been unprecedentedly advanced since ancient times. Large data centers and various storage chips are used to store all kinds of information."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"But you should know that the preservation time of these man-made objects in the natural environment can only be measured in years."
"The longest-lasting way to preserve information is to carve it on stone, but our ancestors did not need to preserve information on stone."
"Therefore... the history of our civilization can only be inferred through legends and myths passed down orally."
"For example, the history of more than a thousand years ago, with the death of the older generation and frequent wars, now only sporadic legends remain."
"I see." Jack just felt a little regretful.
But Zhenfeng shouted, "Wait, I really have a favor to ask of you."