Chapter 917
Chapter 917: Chapter 867: Sharing Precious Experiences with the Players!
_1 Chapter 917: Chapter 867: Sharing Precious Experiences with the Players!
_1 [Shuihua, please log off for a moment.]
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Shuihua, was watching the live stream in the virtual world, and after seeing Princess Camille’s message, she responded with a question mark, clueless of what was happening.
[Hurry up!]
[I am offline now, why?]
“Beep——” A video call from Princess Camille came through, and Shuihua connected within a second.
She saw her best friend pleading earnestly: “Shuihua, could you please face the west and pray for the rocket launch to go smoothly?”
“???”
Shuihua stood on her balcony, staring at the western sky, a bit stupefied.
The rocket launch was indeed a big deal, and she hoped everything would go smoothly.
But shouldn’t prayers be left to monks and Christians?
Why her?
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Then Shuihua realised, she said with a deadpan expression: “You surely didn’t fall for some Goddess of Luck nonsense…”
The princess ignored the tease and simply pleaded: “Can you just do it?
The ignition is about to start.”
“Alright, alright…”
Shuihua, speechless, propped up her mobile phone on a flower pot pointing at herself, facing the western sky.
She put her hands together and genuinely started to pray for the smooth launch of the rocket.
The little princess did the same, turning her phone to aim the camera at the Tianzhou 43 rocket about to ignite.
She also put her hands together, praying fervently for the launching to go well, and for Lincoln to return safe and sound.
On the official live stream, the countdown finally began——
“10!”
“9!”
“8!”
…
At this moment, not only the people of the Great Xia were praying for a smooth rocket launch, but also tens of millions of players worldwide.
They began to pray to their respective deities, hoping for the rocket launch to progress without any issues, and for Lincoln’s safety.
“3!”
“2!”
“1!”
“Ignition!”
The moment the command dropped, raging airjets spewed out from the back of the rocket, stirring up an enormous cloud of smoke and dust.
Then, an intense flame burst out!
Huge water dragons for cooling and noise reduction charged at the rocket’s tail flame and were instantly vaporized, creating a thick fog.
However, the rocket remained unaffected.
Inside the engine, the fuel burned vehemently, creating a high-temperature, high-pressure air flow that was wildly expelled through the engine, generating a staggering amount of thrust, slowly lifting the behemoth weighing more than 800 tons off the ground.
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It was only when the rocket ascended into the sky that the crowd watching from afar could see the Mach rings formed by the tail flame of the engine and boosters!
10 seconds later, a new command from the control center came:
“Jiuquan, program turn.”
At this point, the rocket was about to adjust its flight angle, tilting after vertical ascent.
“Jiuquan, optical tracking normal.”
Princess Camille stood among the crowd, looking at the rocket accelerating, flying farther and farther, her hands clenching tightly, her knuckles turning white.
“Jiuquan, escape tower separation.”
At this time, the rocket could no longer be observed with the naked eye.
One could only observe through the live broadcast lens to watch telemetry images of the rocket and listen to commands from the control center.
Inside the live broadcast room, a large group of netizens had already begun their early celebrations.
But Princess Camille, along with the staff at the launch center, still remained in their high state of tension.
Inside the space capsule, Lincoln felt terrible!
The experience of overload was okay–although the standard set for him during training was 6G, in the end, he could withstand 7G, he had even challenged 8G for a few seconds and felt perfectly capable of taking the pressure.
The current acceleration phase was only 4 to 5G, well within his tolerance.
But the intense vibration was like shaking his insides out, this level of vibration was far beyond what he had expected.
Although it wasn’t prolonged, the combination of vibration and G-force was painfully unbearable.
What was even more outrageous was that the previously silent commander on the side, after the escape tower separation, suddenly dropped an unexpected line:
“The escape tower has been thrown out, if something goes wrong now, we won’t be able to escape.”
“???” Lincoln, under the pressure where every muscle was deformed by the overload, also wanted to turn his head and see what the heck is going on in this guy’s mind!
But the commander lay there expressionless, calm, Lincoln even saw a hint of leisure in him!
Thankfully, his doom saying didn’t come true, and the following procedures also went by without a hitch:
“Jiuquan, booster separation.”
“Jiuquan, first and second stage separation.”
“Jiuquan, fairing jettison.”
“Jiuquan, spaceship and rocket separation.”
“Solar sail deployment is normal.”
…
Finally, a special greeting came: “Tianzhou 43, this is Xiajing.”
At this moment, Lincoln was engulfed in the wonderful experience of weightlessness, intrigued by the various changes brought about by the low gravity environment in space.
He was clearly strapped to the seat, yet suddenly he felt his buttocks leave the seat, no longer pressed against it, but floating lightly.
All the restraining straps and ropes of fixed objects swayed slightly like water plants in a lake, quite rhythmically.
However, the two veteran astronauts beside him were a lot calmer.
The commander responded immediately: “Tianzhou 43 acknowledged.”
Seconds later, the Xiajing Space Flight Control Center gave another instruction: “Confirmed by ground authority, the environment inside the capsule is normal, you can open the visor.”
The commander responded: “Tianzhou 43 acknowledged.”
Then, Lincoln and his two teammates raised their hands, opened the visor on their helmets, and switched from spacesuit oxygen supply to the spacecraft’s oxygen supply.
At this step, this launch mission has officially achieved complete success!
Lincoln and his two teammates will embark on a five-day, four-night space journey.
On the ground command center, there was thunderous applause.
The crowd watching the rocket launch in the peripheral area waited a full 10 minutes, finally completely at ease, exclaiming excitedly, many even cried with emotion.
— In the hearts of space enthusiasts, witnessing humanity rush to space with their own eyes is the ultimate romance.
Closer to the launch tower, Camille Victoria also completely put her mind at ease, clapped enthusiastically with the staff beside her, and danced excitedly.
Shuihua, watching through a camera, witnessed the scene of rocket ignition and launch up close, and was also extremely excited, applauding excitedly with the crowd on the camera side, very happy.
The netizens, witnessing the spacecraft smoothly entering orbit, finally stopped being nervous and began to let loose once again:
“From today, Lincoln is a person who has been to space, and his aura has added another!”
“It’s a pity that Cloud Dream isn’t listed, otherwise it would double the stock price with a move like this!”
“Lincoln doesn’t lack money!
With money, popularity, and willingness to make a fuss, why not directly run for president in America?!”
“Won’t he be taken down?”
“Impossible!
He doesn’t even need to leave home!
Just hold virtual world rallies and roadshows, and control public opinion to brainwash voters – I don’t know how he could lose!”
“…You guys say, there is a possibility that the American government isn’t refusing Cloud Dream’s entry into their country because they fear Lincoln making money, but because they fear him manipulating the presidential election??”
“???”
“Crap!
What you said, I suddenly feel very likely!”
“To be honest, with Lincoln’s level, there is no need to go to America personally, he can control their election from home, right?
Isn’t it just a matter of cyber invasion and public opinion brainwashing?
Can it be harder than developing the focus headband?”
“Cloud Dream International Affairs Department -> Front Row Recruitment!
For those interested in running for president, bring offer for private chat!”
“Throw money!
You!
President!”
…
Lincoln didn’t know yet that the netizens had new strange expectations of him.
Right now, he was busy in the space capsule.
His assignment was the least of the three, but still existed, especially now that the spacecraft had just entered orbit, there was a lot to do.
However, the weightless environment of space made the original boring equipment checks very interesting.
Lincoln found it hard to describe this wonderful feeling, but he suddenly wanted to share it, for everyone to feel.
Doing a space tourism project in “Paradise”?
This was the first thought that popped into his head.
But this thought had just emerged when he immediately crossed it out in his head with a big, red X.
Absolutely not!
[The first time in space] was a very precious experience.
If it’s just a virtual tour, players will of course be happy to come and experience it, but after experiencing it a few times, once the novelty wears off, it will be over, leaving nothing behind.
For Lincoln, this would undoubtedly be a great waste.
It not only wasted his own hard work on this trip, but also wasted the precious life experiences of the players.
Only by combining this wonderful experience with an exciting story, and presenting it to the players in the form of a “game,” can they recall their first “space experience” even after ten, twenty or thirty years, and still think it’s as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.
Art can record emotions, and games should record experiences!
— After Lincoln was satisfied in both material and love, he naturally valued spiritual pursuits more and more.
Only…
Should he disrupt the original plan and advance the launch of a space-themed game?
If he really wants to make it, what kind of story should he tell the players?