Read Novel Full Chapter 677: The View Of The Impossible Science In Action
Chapter 677: The View Of The Impossible Science In Action
The live feed officially opened across LucidNet and it broke every concurrent telecommunications record in human history within seconds, the visual that greeted six billion screens was so staggering that it momentarily suspended the collective breathing of planet Earth.
Positioned at the gravitationally balanced Earth-Moon Lagrange 5 point, 384,000 kilometers out in the black, the camera held a crisp, ultra-high-definition fixed frame.
Silhouetted against the brilliant, glowing blue crescent of Earth and catch-lit by the distant glare of the sun, the dark, matte-black profile of a colossal warehouse spacecraft stood out in stark, terrifying clarity against the void.
It was a floating titan forged in the automated foundries of the lunar base, its cavernous hull stretching kilometers across the dark.
Then, the massive industrial bay doors slid open with absolute, silent grace.
What poured out from the vessel’s interior looked less like a corporate construction crew and more like an endless, bioluminescent swarm of silver fireflies.
Hundreds of thousands of autonomous construction drones, heavy-element welding frames, and structural assembly rigs spilled into the vacuum in perfectly synchronized formation.
Within minutes, the assembly began. And to the billions of eyes watching from the ground, the velocity of the construction defied every law of physical intuition.
It didn’t look like real life. It looked like a high-budget cinematic time-lapse playing at ten times fast-forward.
Massive, multi-ton structural ribs of lunar-forged titanium alloy or whatever the metal was—each one the size of a terrestrial skyscraper—were swept through the void by clusters of positioning drones.
They moved with a terrifying, fluid swiftness, sliding into alignment with sub-millimeter precision. The moment two structural alloy plates met, blinding arcs of turquoise plasma torch light ignited against the dark, flickering like stroboscopic lightning across kilometers of newly formed hull.
There was no hesitation, delays, recalibration pauses, human fatigue, and no safety holds. Thousands of drones darted, rotated, welded, and locked components together in a continuous, hypnotic dance of off-world automation.
Before the eyes of a mesmerized public, the central spine of the fifty-five-kilometer space city was materializing out of nothingness in real-time.
Across every continent, physical society came to an absolute standstill.
Workplaces ground to a complete halt as employees gathered around office monitors. Classrooms went dead silent as students and teachers stared at displays.
In major metropolitan centers, massive crowds gathered in public squares, their faces illuminated by the flickering glare of giant billboard screens showing the live feed.
In the corner of the frame, a stark, glowing countdown timer ticked down with unyielding precision, marking the exact seconds remaining until total operational completion.
The reaction from regular everyday people was an overwhelming, breathless state of trance.
*"Is this a live feed or a rendered CGI animation?"* a viewer commented in the live chat that was moving in a blinding, unreadable blur. *"Look at the structural ribs! They just laid two kilometers of main chassis in under three minutes! I’ve seen highway repairs in my city take four years just to patch a single lane, and Nova is building a flying metropolis faster than a movie montage!"*
*"It doesn’t look real,"* a mother in London whispered to her family as they watched the feed on their living room screen. *"Look at how the drones move together. It’s like watching a school of fish or a flock of birds, but every single one of them is carrying multi-ton steel beams and welding at thousands of degrees. There’s no sound, just that timer ticking down."*
*"My dad spent thirty years in civil engineering,"* another user posted, sharing a video of her father staring at his tablet with his mouth wide open. *"He hasn’t said a single word for twenty minutes. He just keeps zooming in on the joints. He said if you told any structural engineer five years ago that you could build a fifty-kilometer spine in space without a single crane or human worker, they would have had you committed to an asylum."*
While the general public sat humbled by the sheer visual grandeur, the global scientific, aerospace, and physics communities were undergoing an intense, frantic intellectual meltdown.
Across thousands of independent analysis, academic forums, and emergency video panels hosted on LucidNet, top aerospace engineers, materials scientists, and theoretical physicists pulled up real-time telemetry, zooming in on individual drone clusters and running rapid mathematical diagnostics to figure out how the technology was even physically possible.
"Look at the propulsion signatures!" an MIT professor of astronautics shouted during an emergency panel video conference watched by hundreds of viewers. "Do you see any chemical thruster plumes? Any cold-gas reaction RCS blasts? None! If those drones were using standard chemical or ion propulsion, the exhaust gas would contaminate the weld seams and coat the titanium alloy in carbon residue. They are using localized, non-reactionary electromagnetic impulse drives! They are manipulating localized gravitational vectors to stop, rotate, and accelerate multi-ton alloy beams instantly without generating a single unit of inertial drift!"
"And look at the welding process!" a senior metallurgical specialist from Zurich added, pointing her cursor at a blinding arc of blue light where four structural beams were joining. "That isn’t standard arc welding or electron-beam welding. Look at the thermal dissipation curve—there is almost no heat bleed into the surrounding alloy structure! They are using sub-atomic molecular fusion! The plasma torch isn’t just melting the surface; it’s restructuring the metallic lattice at an atomic level across the joint interface. The moment those two pieces touch, they aren’t welded—they become a single, continuous piece of forged metal! That’s why the spine isn’t flexing under structural stress!"
"The swarm intelligence is what’s keeping me awake," a lead robotics researcher chimed in, leaning closer to his camera. "There are over three hundred thousand autonomous units operating within a five-kilometer sphere right now. In terrestrial robotics, managing collision-avoidance algorithms for three hundred drones in a controlled room requires massive computing overhead, and you still get latency bottlenecks. These drones are moving at hundreds of miles per hour relative to the station chassis, weaving within inches of each other, passing heavy alloys back and forth with zero communication delay."
He tapped his tablet, displaying a high-frequency signal breakdown. "They aren’t transmitting standard radio signals to each other. They are running on a quantum-entangled mesh network directly tethered to the lunar mainframes. Every single drone knows the exact spatial coordinates, momentum, and task vector of every other drone in the swarm simultaneously. It’s not three hundred thousand individual robots—it’s a single, monolithic, three-hundred-thousand-handed construction god operating with zero latency!"
As the hours passed, the live feed continued its relentless, mesmerizing rhythm. Kilometers of titanium alloy ribs locked into place, forming the skeletal cage of the Residential, Commercial, and Agricultural districts. The sheer speed was staggering; what terrestrial nations had spent three decades projecting as a theoretical goal for the late twenty-second century was being assembled before their eyes in a single afternoon.
Yet, just as the academic world was preparing to spend the rest of the month writing white papers analyzing the space city’s structural physics, the global conversation underwent a sudden, dramatic pivot.
It started with a single, highly analytical comment posted in the main discussion thread beneath the live feed by a popular financial commentator and former corporate HR director.
*"Guys,"* the post read, bolded and pinned at the top of a thread with millions of reads. *"Can we please stop staring at the steel beams for five minutes and actually open the Space Station Employment Portal? Have any of you actually read the compensation section under the recruitment announcement?"*
Within seconds, millions of users shifted their tabs from the live construction feed to the newly activated Employment Portal.