Chapter 211 - Sol Three Hundred and Twenty-Seven, You Gave Me Life (1/2)
Chapter 211: Sol Three Hundred and Twenty-Seven, You Gave Me Life
“You can’t?”
“Of course not. I’m not omnipotent.” Tomcat shook its head. “Although I also wish to take out a remote control that guarantees success from a four-dimensional pocket, allowing the cargo spacecraft to dock perfectly with the space station with a press of the button… the 22nd century isn’t here yet.”
It sat on the opposite side of the table as it began typing. The computer chassis under the table began to whirl as the heat-dissipating fans spun.
“What did Mr. Cat say?” Mai Dong asked.
“It said that its plan is identical to mine,” Tang Yue replied. “But even so, it is unable to perfectly dock Tianzhou 37 with the space station.”
Even though Tomcat had severely criticized Tang Yue’s ideas, it had still used this meritless plan. This was also because the cat was out of choices.
“Even Mr. Cat can’t do it?” Mai Dong gently sighed as water vapor condensed on her visor.
“Back when Earth vanished, this same cat said it was impossible. It was also the one who said it’s impossible when we launched the Eagle.” Tang Yue strained his neck and peeped. Tomcat was sitting behind the monitor, its eyes reflecting the backlight of the screen. “Regardless of what it says, just take it in the opposite manner.”
As Tang Yue spoke, the workstation at his feet began humming, spewing out hot air as though it was hiding a turbojet engine. Clearly, Tomcat was up to something.
“Tomcat, what sort of shady website did you visit? Did the computer get hit with a virus?”
“That’s right, a website Old Zheng recommended me before leaving…” Tomcat just spoke randomly. “Exciting cat videos, with hundreds of categories—sexy Persian cats, Siamese cats, Ragdolls, and Scottish Folds. Oh… This is too hardcore. This is a leopard cat. Heavens, look at its stripes. It’s so wild.”
Tomcat continued spouting its nonsense, leaving Tang Yue at a loss.
“Alright, what exactly are you doing?”
“I’m fine-tuning the entire process. What you showed me was like a crappy straw hut… To be honest, this is an impossible mission. We know nothing about the United Space Station’s condition—its speed, its altitude, its attitude. We don’t know its docking mechanism’s orientation, nothing,” Tomcat said. “We are playing golf blind. And we need to do a hole in one. Worst of all, this hole is randomly running everywhere.”
“You definitely can resolve this problem.” Tang Yue gave a thumbs up. “As for the docking, can we get Mai Dong to provide any guidance?”
“The precision of the eye is not sufficient. The distance you estimate is often further or nearer than the actual distance.” Tomcat shook its head. “Besides, I don’t believe Miss Mai Dong to have sufficient physical and mental strength to do so.”
“By speaking to me so calmly, it means you have already thought of a solution.”
Tang Yue was full of confidence in Tomcat. As long as it wasn’t worried, he didn’t need to worry.
“It might also be because I’ve given up myself to despair. Everything is destined, so let it be.” Tomcat cocked its head, stuck out its tongue, looking like it had died.
“No way?” Tang Yue stared with widened eyes.
“Count yourself lucky, punk.” Tomcat retracted its tongue and stretched its neck. “The United Space Station is out of commission, but Tianzhou 37 is completely fine. We can use Tianzhou 37 to initiate the dock, using its docking system to do a remote observation. It’s just that their relationship will be overturned. Usually, it’s the space station that’s tracking the spacecraft, with the cargo spacecraft being the target. Now, the space station will be the target, and Tianzhou 37 will be the tracker.”
Under normal circumstances, a dock was a mission that required both parties to work together. However, the space station was now out of commission, so all they could do was rely on Tianzhou 37. Instead of calling it docking, it was more of a grappling.