722 Retrieving the Space Elevator (1/2)
Kwai returned home without her soul. She didn't recall how she left the Yoshihara Club, nor was she aware of the expression she had when she walked into the 50-square-meter apartment.
She took a shower and collapsed onto her bed. When she woke up the next day at noon, she realized that the pillow was soaked.
Whenever she thought about what happened yesterday, her body shivered uncontrollably.
She picked up the phone on her nightstand, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed the screen as she didn't know who to call. The buzz of an incoming e-mail suddenly shocked her. After seeing the sender, she was relieved. It was a work email.
As expected, the search warrant she applied for the day before was immediately rejected. Her plan wasn't to catch up with the changes. She originally planned on investigating Jiang Chen first and find evidence of his connection with the Yoto Suburbs virus incident then obtain a search warrant to become a legend in the Yoto police community....
It now appeared that her plan was just a joke.
Tears dripped down involuntarily, washing away her self-esteem.
She wanted to call the police, but she felt that her thoughts were ridiculous. She was part of the Yoto Police Department - who would she report to? She suddenly regretted her decision the day before. If she hadn't acted on impulse, she wouldn't have been…
She wanted to call her boyfriend, but she didn't know how to seek comfort from him. It was impossible to talk about what happened last night.
The most ridiculous thing, however, was that the figure who scared her lingered in her mind like a devil.
…
”Space elevator? You're asking the right person; no one is more familiar with that thing than us.” Wu Yue suddenly laughed. ”Before the war, one of White Beluga Submarine Observation Station's tasks was to investigate the geological environment near the space elevator base No. 3 to detect geological disasters and assist with maintenance.”
”What's the situation like there?” Jiang Chen asked immediately.
”Destroyed thoroughly.” Wu Yue reluctantly shrugged. ”I still remember the day. At the beginning of the war, the tracks that streaked into the clouds were hit by several missiles, and 30,000 kilometers of graphene cables collapsed into the sea. An entire island was cut into two pieces by a graphene cable... so I advise you not to count on it.”
[Don't count on it?] He wasn't foolish; Jiang Chen had been counting on the space elevator. NAC had no way of getting to sea or else he would've already sent people to explore the whereabouts of pre-war space elevators. Rebuilding a space elevator was nearly impossible in the apocalypse, where there were few people and resources and no production capacity for technology, but it could be done in the modern world!
”I think I can still count on it... Do you have any way of moving the wreckage of the space elevator into shallow water?” Jiang Chen asked.
Wu Yue looked at Jiang Chen as if he was a madman, and he facepalmed.
”Do you know how heavy the base station for the space elevator is?”
”How heavy is it?”
”With a displacement of 10 million tons, no power system is capable. After being anchored, it has to rely on special transport equipment to redeploy. Not to mention that it's still sinking at the bottom of the sea. Not to mention shallow sea - it's not easy to bring to the surface to begin with.”
”I see...” Jiang Chen frowned.
”What do you want to do with a space elevator? It can only be deployed at the equator,” Wu Yue wondered.