On the silent moon, the entrance platform slowly unfolded, and the camera was also turned on at this time.
Armstrong walked out of the hatch and slowly climbed down along the landing gear.
He first checked the four load-bearing legs and confirmed that there was no problem with them. In this way, when it was about to return to the near-lunar orbit, the lunar module could use the entire descent stage as a launch platform. After that, as long as the upgrade engine was turned on, it would The upgrade returned to lunar orbit and docked with the command/service module parked there.
The voice of the ground control center came from the communication channel, "The camera is working normally, we see you, Neil, you seem to be in good condition."
"Thanks, Houston."
Armstrong looked up at Zhang Heng in the lunar module and nodded to the latter, "A textbook beautiful landing." After saying that, Armstrong continued to climb down to the bottom.
(The following are Armstrong’s original words when landing on the moon)
"...I am standing at the bottom of the ladder, on the floor of the lunar module. The floor only presses down the ground by a foot or two. When you get closer, you can see that there is a very fine texture on the ground, like powder. Very delicate.”
After Armstrong finished speaking, he paused and turned around, "...I'm going to set foot on the moon."
Millions of people in front of their televisions held their breath until Armstrong's left foot moved from the chassis to the ground.
"...That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind." Armstrong said.
However, due to transmission problems with the sound equipment, this sentence became intermittent when transmitted to the TV. Coupled with Neil Armstrong's thick Ohio accent, many people did not hear what he said at all.
So the audience in front of the TV began to whisper to each other, "Wait a minute, what was Armstrong's first sentence when he landed on the moon?"
"Well, it seems that this is both a small step for mankind and a giant leap for mankind." Another person was not sure.
"It sounds very philosophical, but is this one small step for mankind or one giant leap for you?"
"…………"
This is not an accidental phenomenon. In fact, no one in front of the TV at this time, including the staff at NASA's ground control center in Houston, heard the letter a in the middle. At this time, all news newspapers began to rush to write articles. Be the first to report this news.
It was not until Armstrong returned to Earth that he re-explained what he had said on the moon.
But these are all things for later. Zhang Heng followed Armstrong, climbed down from the landing gear, and stepped on the lunar soil.
What caught his eye was an extremely desolate and magnificent sight.
This is a gray world, with undulating craters and uneven ground. There is nothing but rocks, no sound, no life, and only eternal silence.
But there is no denying that it is breathtakingly beautiful.
No wonder Armstrong later said, I have been to the moon, what other place on earth can attract me.
Without the protection of the atmosphere, the temperature here can reach 160 degrees during the day, and at night, the temperature can drop to minus 180 degrees. Coupled with ubiquitous radiation and lack of oxygen, astronauts must be physically present on the moon at all times. Wearing a space suit.
Zhang Heng couldn't see the watch inside, but he had just spoken to the ground control center and got the time on Earth. There was less than half an hour left before the copy ended.
This also means that his journey is coming to an end.
"Neil, I'm going to take a look around." Zhang Heng said to Armstrong who was not far away.
"Copy that, David, be careful."
"Nice to meet you, Neil." These were the last words left by Zhang Heng. After saying this, he jumped away towards the crater in the distance with a bunny hop.
After walking about a hundred meters, Zhang Heng turned off the radio communication system on his body. The only sounds left in his ears were his own breathing and the hum of the portable life support system.
The huge black sky hung upside down above his head. At this moment, he was standing alone on an empty lava plain, as if he was standing in the palace of the ancient gods, and his heart was particularly peaceful. Zhang Heng didn't know what he should do. Wherever he went, he just walked into the darkness in front of him without hesitation...
[Return deadline reached, mission completed confirmed...]
[Complete the Apollo Project training camp copy, the fifth round of the game is over, and you are about to return to the real world...]
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Zhang Heng opened his eyes. The time of this dungeon was not very long. Even including parallel dungeons, it was less than a year. However, the speed of time was also very low. After one trip to the dungeon, six months had passed in the real world. After hours, the bar downstairs is probably closed.
Fortunately, there were no changes in the lounge. There was no one at the beginning of the month. In addition, Zhang Heng should be the last one to finish the game. He and the bartender were the only ones left in the lounge. The latter was at this moment. I was hiding behind the bar, boredly flipping through a copy of "Dragon Ball" by Akira Toriyama, when I saw Zhang Heng getting up from the sofa and leaning over.
"It took quite a long time this time."
"Because the place we go to is relatively far away."
"How far is it? Is it possible that we can still reach the moon?" The bartender told a cold joke.
"Almost." Zhang Heng placed the five game props he got this time on the bar table.
"What a great harvest, tsk tsk tsk." The bartender lady put down the "Dragon Ball" comic in her hand and put the five items away in the wooden box of the tule tree. "Meeted other players?"
Zhang Heng nodded, picked up the tablet nearby, entered his player number skillfully, then clicked Confirm and paid the 20-point appraisal fee.
"You didn't tell me that I would encounter other players in solo queue."
"I can't reveal too much information to you. In fact, I have told you almost everything I can tell you." The bartender spread her hands, "Looking on the bright side, you got five more Red envelope?"
"By the way, can the game point provide storage services?" Zhang Heng did not dwell on this topic anymore. The matters here have been almost settled. He can also go home to celebrate the New Year. Zhang Heng does not intend to bring any children with him. There are too many game props to go back, after all, there are so many people during the Chinese New Year.
"Yes, if you deposit it, you will get 3 game points per item per day."
"Huh?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, suspecting that he heard wrongly.
"The game point is the safest place to store it. Even if the game props are stored here, even if people from the three major guilds come to attack them, it is impossible to take them away. Three points for this safe place is still a good deal, isn't it?"
"But what if people from the three major guilds caught the owner of the props and forced him to come and get the props." Zhang Heng was keenly aware of the loopholes.
The bartender laughed, which obviously meant that we only care about the safety of the props, and the life and death of the prop holders has nothing to do with us.
"Forget it, I'd better keep the things myself." Zhang Heng said, writing down the address of grandpa's house on a sticky note, "Please send it here."
