Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 602: Disaster before Launch

"Kepler" is named in memory of the legendary astrologer of the Empire, who was born in Württemberg and died in Regenburg, Bavaria. The current Starship No. 7 was born and launched in Bavaria.

The Star Tower was quite critical of this, and they believed that Valois should be in charge of this launch, but their own ladder system had not yet been built. Number seven is a special number, with a different meaning in mysticism, and it is the first officially named spaceship, and it performs a very important mission.

A wizard from the south looked at the starship that was about to be launched and sighed: "Damn it, if it was built and launched in our place, how about calling it 'Ptolemy'? The Tower of Light and the Tower of Darkness would definitely vote in favor. Byrne has too much say."

Snow, who came to observe on behalf of the Alchemy Department, glanced at the chattering guy and said, "It's just a code name. If you are willing to contribute money and effort, it's not impossible to use your name." After that, he left with his luggage, showed his identity to the staff, and boarded the starship.

After entering, they passed through a long and very narrow corridor. The surrounding walls were not integrated, but were made up of modules. There were also many unactivated circuits. These modules were prepared for launch. When they reached a height in the astral world that could eliminate the interference of transmutation dust, they would be manually activated to expand a wider space.

"What are these made of?" Snow noticed that the surface of the module was very smooth, a material he had never seen before. He couldn't help but brush his hand across it as he walked, and it felt warm to the touch.

The engineer accompanying him immediately answered, "High-strength resin, a newly developed alchemical material from Basif. It is said to have good plasticity, and after hardening, it has almost no conductivity to magic power."

"Can the circuits be prevented from interfering with each other?" Snow immediately grasped the key point: "Then how do we ensure that the circuits are available? Oh, I saw the embedded coating." He took note silently and planned to purchase a batch from Rorschach after returning to the ground to see what other applications it could have.

The passage was indeed long and narrow, and they only felt the view when they walked all the way to the bow. In other words, apart from the power system and fuel tank, most of the space on the "Kepler" was prepared for "expanding a larger space."

Before arriving at their destination, all the passengers need to squeeze into the headrest. They embed themselves into the soft but airtight semi-enclosed cockpit. In addition to the physical safety belts, there is also an independent shield deployed. This thing is called an "eggshell" and is fixed on layers of "egg racks", with about dozens of seats.

"I don't need it. I'm a mage." Snow tried to squeeze himself in, but soon found that he was not used to this all-encompassing protection, or confinement.

"Sorry, this is the rule. The journey may be bumpy, and there can't be any mistakes during the transmission." The flight attendant insisted on stuffing the director of the Alchemy Department in.

Snow frowned: "It's really hot, is there anything to drink?"

"You can bite the straw next to you. But I advise you not to do this, because you are not allowed to relieve yourself during the ascent, and you may choke when drinking water."

"Then why don't you cancel this thing?"

"Yes, the eighth ship is going to be cancelled."

"Oh my God." He gave up and lay there motionless. Anyway, the Aerospace Association claimed that the whole process was very fast and it would only take a few minutes to leave the earth. The real time-consuming part was the need to replenish energy and adjust posture before and after touching the transmutation dust layer flow.

Some of the crew members left, and some who stayed also stuffed themselves into the "eggshell". The crew cabin at the bow of the ship was lit up, and it seemed that all the magic circuits were fully connected at this time, including the various systems behind the seats. A small, regular hum entered Snow's ears. He was sure that only the caster could hear it. This was the background noise emitted by the alchemical equipment behind him after it was activated. He and other brothers in the alchemical department were very familiar with it. Suddenly, a hint of coolness and dryness came from the fabric that fit him. It was the temperature control system of the chair that was online. Snow exhaled and felt much more comfortable now. Of course, if you don't adjust the temperature, but choose to cover everyone with [Alien Environment Resistance], it is also a feasible idea, but that will increase people's tolerance and dull their perception of cold and heat. In comparison, providing a comfortable temperature is more humane, but it may not be the most efficient.

We should not be too inhumane when studying the law. Otherwise, in pursuit of efficiency we can just turn all the passengers into zombies and stuff them into containers that do not require much protection.

The crystal ball in front of the cabin began to flicker, and a strange voice was heard: "Ahem, hello to everyone who is about to fly! Welcome aboard the Kepler. I am your ship spirit, codenamed Gargen, and I will assist Captain Johannes in completing the launch mission."

After he finished speaking, the crystal ball suddenly had a projection. It was a middle-aged man with a crew cut. He was also fixed in an eggshell seat, but there were many operating buttons and pull rods integrated around it.

"Hello everyone, it is my honor to carry out this mission with all the elites. I am Johannes."

"Okay, you talk too much. Just concentrate on preparing for the launch. I'll do the talking." Jiagen actually cut off the captain's picture and voice and began to talk seriously about safety matters and the trip.

"If you don't want to die, please remember what I said above. This launch will pass through the Epsilon Channel of the New Ladder. Don't ask where the first four channels are or what they are used for. This is a secret. If you know, shut up!"

This ship spirit is unexpectedly lively, no, it's just a chatterbox. Is there something wrong with the production material? Snow frowned slightly. He would rather lead the ship spirit with a quiet, capable and accurate attitude, rather than a chatterbox.

"Jagan. Jagen? I know, you are the red dragon in the Tower of Mysticism! No! I want to get off the spaceship! Let me out!" The eggshell next to Snow suddenly burst into wails and struggled.

As soon as these words were spoken, many spellcasters began to stir. They were all or had been apprentices/mages of the Tower of Mystic Magic.

The crystal ball snapped and started projecting again. This time it was a menacing red dragon, with a showdown attitude of "I'm done pretending": "Are you dissatisfied with me? Cyril Kings, you've been in the tower for a few years and were almost expelled. After you rolled to Rorschach's Mage Tower, your stock price rose and you were able to soar to the sky, but you still fell into my hands, didn't you?"

"You ****, if you hadn't reported it to Teacher Elizabeth"

"What did you report? If you keep arguing, I don't mind exposing it to everyone here. When Cyril was in the Tower of Mysticism, he liked to go to the northwest toilet cubicle on the third floor late at night."

"Enough! I was wrong!" The cry from the eggshell was particularly loud.

After shouting this, the other passengers chuckled. Only the spellcasters who had been in the Tower of Mystic Magic did not laugh. They could not laugh at all.

"That's right. It's your honor to have me guide you, a bunch of guys who can't even pass 'symbolic theory' and 'advanced arithmetic'." The ship spirit. No, it was the tower spirit of the arcane tower that sneered, and then said: "I will only 'take care' of you until you reach low-Earth orbit. After you break through the laminar flow, a new ship spirit will take over. Cherish this time together! Three-two-one, launch!"

(End of this chapter)