I have a space station

"Xiaolin, analyze this data and see if we have the conditions for production," Dongfang Chen asked.

"I'm sorry, Commander, but I lack the necessary language encoding and cannot complete the analysis," Xiaolin replied.

"Oh, right," Dongfang Chen nodded.

The space station didn't have a language library for ancient humans.

"Mengka, I need you to open the language library, otherwise I can't analyze it," Dongfang Chen looked at Mengka.

"Okay!"

Soon, Mengka pushed his language library to Xiaolin. It contained his human language system, which he had been constantly improving for hundreds of thousands of years, as well as the mapping relationship between it and the ancient human language.

This just made up for Xiaolin's shortcomings.

"Commander, the analysis is complete. The technology released by the space station can complete the production of related materials, but it does not have the installation conditions," Xiaolin quickly gave the answer.

The speed at which artificial intelligence learns foreign languages is simply amazing.

This was to be expected. Transporting the produced light crystal panels to an orbit close to the sun for assembly was much more difficult than building a space station.

"What installation conditions are still lacking?"

"We need small spacecraft construction technology, at least one spacecraft power system, heat radiation shielding material production technology, etc. However, the relevant technology accumulation in the space station is not perfect and cannot be fully assessed," Xiaolin replied.

The Nata civilization only barely entered the stage of interstellar exploration by the time it was finally destroyed. Therefore, its technological accumulation in this area was definitely far from sufficient.

"It's good enough if we can produce them. Let's build a production warehouse and start production first. The demand for light crystal panels is huge, and it can't be produced in a short time," Dongfang Chen said.

"Okay, Commander."

"Mengka, if we want to build a charging station in near-solar orbit, we need you to provide more technical support."

"Not for the time being. I don't have the authority to open up more technology for you until the next plan for the Mars base comes out," Mengka refused.

"Then let's wait!"

In fact, there was no need to rush this matter.

In addition to charging the zhen crystal, it was also necessary to develop new equipment with the zhen crystal as the energy core, which would also take time.

The current focus should still be on the Modo Grand Ceremony.

Currently, the internal situation of Modo Grand was completely unknown, and it was impossible to formulate a targeted sabotage plan.

Among the people Dongfang Chen could use, only Lingluo knew about the situation of Modo Grand. But the last time he reported this news, Dongfang Chen had asked him.

He knew nothing about the sacrificial ceremony.

Regarding the internal situation, political structure, and military deployment of Modo Grand, Lingluo couldn't say anything about it.

In the beginning, Dongfang Chen found it very strange. As a holy son, he could freely enter and exit Modo Grand, so how could he not know these things?

His answer was that Modo Grand's management was quite strict. Residents living in the mainland did not have freedom of movement, and everyone's behavior was strictly limited.

They rarely left their places of residence, let alone freely moved around.

Therefore, from the sky, the entire Modo Grand area was very desolate, and it was almost difficult to see anyone coming and going. Even when they did come out, they were wrapped tightly in black cloaks. Except for the eyes, no part of the body was exposed.

Men and women were all like this.

They did not chat with each other, did not visit relatives and friends, had no entertainment activities, and no gatherings.

Therefore, almost no one knew any information other than the location where they lived.

These holy sons were all raised by their masters. They were not natives of the country, but grew up and were educated abroad.

When they returned to Modo Grand, they could only go to the elder's hall of their branch and were not allowed to move freely.

Therefore, they had never been anywhere other than the elder's hall and knew nothing about the political structure and military deployment.

They couldn't even explain the relationship between the Modo Grand government and the Muni religion.

Therefore, Dongfang Chen was considering whether to send a special forces team to sneak in and investigate.

Robots were definitely out of the question. Once they went in, they would lose contact. It was completely like throwing meat buns to a dog; there was no return.

But now half of the special forces队员were locked up in the Kunlun Mountains, and there were only 20 or so available outside.

If they were also sent out, once a problem occurred, they would face the embarrassing situation of having no one available. This was definitely not acceptable.

"Who should I look for?" Dongfang Chen wondered.

"Xiaolin, check where the Great Sun Nation's warships are now?"

"Commander, they will arrive at the Strait of Gibraltar in 1 hour," Xiaolin replied.

"According to this speed, they should arrive at Modo Grand in the early morning," Dongfang Chen estimated.

"Yes," Xiaolin replied.

From the Strait of Gibraltar to Modo Grand, it was necessary to traverse the entire Mediterranean Sea, which was nearly 4,000 kilometers. Under normal circumstances, it would take 5 hours.