Unlike the machine gun's memory map, this 3D map created by the main control console was not only more detailed and clearly marked, it was also dynamic.
The map in front of them was the command hall Ding Meng was in. The structure of the hall could be seen very clearly on the map. The flashing green dot in the middle was Ding Meng himself, and the coordinates (1,1) were written next to it.
Ding Meng reached out and fiddled with the map. The hall quickly shrank, and the structure of the entire warship was displayed.
This was not an interstellar warship, but a falcon spacecraft.
From the dynamic map, the spacecraft should have been engaged in an intense firefight in the air. The hull of the spacecraft looked like it had been cut in half by a sharp knife, and the bow of the spacecraft had fallen down and was buried in the sand.
Zooming in further, the situation on the planet's surface was displayed. Of course, what Ding Meng was most interested in was naturally the barrier.
On the map, the barrier looked like an ancient clock hanging from the ground, completely sealing the Black Gold Base inside.
"Can you zoom in any further?" Little Rascal suddenly asked.
Zooming in again, the barrier was as small as a glass bottle, but the top of the barrier was marked with a bright white disk. The disk was constantly spinning, and above it was a huge hovering interstellar transport ship.
Little Rascal said, "I understand now. This thing is called a dome."
Ding Meng was curious. "A dome?"
Little Rascal said, "This is a very advanced liquid metal. It absorbs the sunlight from above and turns it into a normal habitable environment. The dome must have been released by the transport ship. The mercenary group's headquarters should be on top of it."
Ding Meng nodded and continued zooming in on the map. At this time, the system notified that the map had been expanded to its maximum limit, and a mysterious and magnificent map of the galaxy appeared before him and Little Rascal.
Five blazing suns of different colors were orbiting a giant star. Each blazing sun had a different orbit and speed. The planet Ding Meng was on was the furthest and smallest star in the galaxy. Compared to the five blazing suns, it was practically a speck of dust.
Ding Meng said, "No wonder they had to install a dome. So there will never be true night on this planet."
Little Rascal said, "No, you're wrong. Look at the map carefully."
The map was displayed in the form of a dynamic picture. As Ding Meng fiddled with it, the five stars of the Sun were moving faster and faster. Tremendous data, coordinates, and symbols were refreshed, too. After every rotation, eye-catching numbers would appear on the top left corner of the map. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 …"
When the number reached 20, the five Scorching Suns, the Central Star, and the planet where Ding Meng was located formed a straight line.
Ding Meng could not help but say, "I understand. There is still night, but we have to wait for the stars to form a line to block the sunlight."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire map flashed red. This was a warning.
Taking a closer look, the color of the planet he was on had changed. The entire planet had turned red and was flashing with red light.
In a galactic map, this kind of warning usually meant that danger was approaching. Now that the entire light had turned red, it meant that this danger would affect the entire planet.
Ding Meng stared at the map. "Can you understand it this way? When true night comes, something big will happen on this planet?"
Little Rascal sighed. "That's right. The trajectories of these Scorching Suns follow a pattern. Every once in a while, they will form a line, and the sunlight will be blocked by the Central Star. Thus, our planet will be plunged into complete darkness. This is the so-called solar eclipse."
Ding Meng stared at the string of Arabic numbers. "There will be a solar eclipse every 20 months?"
Little Rascal said, "No, there will only be one every 20 years."
Ding Meng sighed. "That's fine. The cycle is very long, so we probably won't run into each other."
Little Rascal's tone was unusually serious. "Very bad. According to my calculations, the next solar eclipse will appear in 12 hours, 36 minutes, and 18 seconds."
"This …" Ding Meng was dumbfounded. Wasn't this too much of a coincidence?
Little Rascal said, "The solar eclipse will last for 36 hours. According to this map, if there is really some kind of danger, it will be very difficult to survive 36 hours. No wonder that bamboo pole wanted us to come here and send the signal."
Ding Meng closed the map and stopped his gaze at the 'signal transmission' column.
At this moment, he had a strange feeling because he suddenly remembered the scene when he and Little Four crossed the pool and found the entrance to the experiment hall.
Little Four looked at the round door with a trace of worry in his eyes. He seemed to see some kind of ominous disaster floating out from behind the door. "Brother Ding, let's go back.
I'm afraid we won't be able to handle it if we keep going … "
He felt like he was in Little Four's shoes. Once this quantum signal was activated and sent out, it would probably attract endless disasters. He could not explain why, but he had this feeling.
"Little Rascal." Ding Meng suddenly closed the interface.
"What's wrong?
Ding Meng? "Little Rascal did not understand his action.
Ding Meng's expression was thoughtful. "The K-virus must have been developed by a very powerful expert."
Little Rascal said, "That's for sure. It's just that I don't have enough authority to know who the creator is."
Ding Meng said, "This person should have arrived on this planet many years ago. For some reason, he took a space warship to this planet, and the K-virus spread out. As a result, all the creatures on this planet were infected with the virus. Due to the problem of genetic compatibility, some died, some went extinct, and some went mutated. So, this planet became a land of death."
His guess was not without reason because everything he saw and heard along the way matched his judgment.
Ding Meng continued, "Until about a decade ago, there should have been two groups of people who came to this place. They were both looking for the K-virus. One group was the Assault Mercenary Group, and the other was Bamboo Pole."
Little Rascal was shocked. "Huh?
Why? "
Ding Meng explained, "Think about it. Why is Bamboo Pole so familiar with the situation outside? He even knows about the situation inside this space warship. The only explanation is that he has been here before. I'm thinking that perhaps his leg was broken during the fierce battle back then. In the end, the Assault Mercenary Group gained the upper hand. So, they built the Black Gold Base and have been constantly digging in the main mine ever since."
Little Rascal finally understood what he meant. "The K-virus is very important. Once news of it gets out, who knows how many factions will fight over it. It's not hard to explain why this place is full of ordinary people like laborers and mercenaries. Any Origin Ability user with a bit of fame or strength will attract the attention of the outside world."
Ding Meng nodded. "I've already fused with the memory chip. If I transmit the quantum signal now, I'll be selling myself out."
Little Rascal completely understood his thoughts. "The solar eclipse is coming. Even if there's help from the outside world, there might not be enough time. If you want to leave this place, I'm afraid you'll have to go back to the base."
Ding Meng's tone became firm. "Let's go back."