Captain, your ship has exploded again.

The extremely cold coolant was sprayed directly onto Zhao Wanyang, and Zhang Xun, who was face to face with her, was also affected.

Human body cooling technology: Cooling down is never the technical challenge; the most difficult part is to prevent people from feeling uncomfortable and to prevent the cells from being damaged by a rapid drop in temperature.

If it were just a matter of putting someone into a simple state of hibernation, Zhang Xun's technology would be sufficient. However, this wouldn't work for Zhao Wanyang, because while she was being cooled down, her body was also rapidly heating up.

Conventional methods to slow down metabolism are ineffective because Zhao Wanyang needs to increase energy consumption, enhance brain activity, and supplement data processing with an artificial secondary brain.

In terms of the implants in her body, Zhao Wanyang is already very close to being a Borg (a character in Star Trek).

Given Zhao Wanyang's condition, any direct and rapid cooling methods had failed. After all, pouring water on the already red-hot brake pads would only destroy them, and Zhang Xun didn't want his teammate to die at the hands of his own people.

Therefore, as an extremely rare and special pendant, Zhang Xun's divine power was forced to resume operation.

Unlike Zhao Wanyang, whose expression was calm, Zhang Xun's expression was somewhat strange when he was frozen.

After spraying the cooler in her hand again, Maki walked up to Zhang Xun and tapped his nose with her finger.

"Why do you think his expression is so funny?"

Beneath the thin white ice was Zhang Xun's face, which looked as if he had just eaten a sour plum.

Natal glared coldly at Mari and said, "It's simple. He gave most of his divine power to Zhao Wanyang, leaving him with less to use himself. Coupled with the experience of being torn between ice and fire, it's no wonder he looked so good."

Hearing Natal's warning words, Mari reluctantly withdrew her hand. If Zhang Xun was spreading terror to the outside world, then Natal was suppressing internally.

While it may seem that Mari is making a mistake, she is actually showing Natalie that she will not get involved in Zhang Xun's emotions, since Zhang Xun is only frozen and his consciousness is still clear.

"Alright, everyone, go all out immediately. We need to make sure the speed of Earth doesn't drop too much. Garen, transfer the excess energy back to the traction plan."

Just as everyone was trying to save Earth, Baron Zemo woke up in the medical room.

"Butler, give me a glass of water."

As Baron Zemo stood up, the expected water was not served. Instead, the coldness from his hands sobered him up a bit.

"Ouch, that fucking hurts."

"It's good that it hurts. I'm sure you'll learn your lesson this time and won't be so reckless next time."

Tarkin, who had just entered, handed him a glass of water. As he was an internal affairs professional, he had not participated in this rescue mission.

"Reckless? You should know that before following Zhang Xun, I always planned carefully. Everything was in the plan. Personal action is generally not part of my plan."

Zemo took a sip of water, then frowned and said, "What's wrong with us? We can't even provide a stable light supply?"

"Although you saved Blue Star, you caused it to slow down too much and it was captured by the Sun's gravity."

"I know that, since the calculation results are clear. Let me tell you something I don't know."

"As the rescue plan was being executed, the consciousness of a large robot began to awaken. Marcus, Zhao Wanyang, and others were trying to stop it. The previous battle had severely damaged our combat power, and the Death Star was not in good condition. The plan was likely to fail."

Zemo sat up and looked at Tarkin with some confusion, asking, "You didn't tell them about my plan?"

"No, there wasn't enough time. Due to the excessive deceleration of Blue Star, the fall occurred much earlier than expected. This may be related to the fact that the star system here is man-made. Your shelter thruster project is less than 30% complete."

Zemo wasn't the kind of reckless man; when Zhang Xun entrusted him with the planetary defense mission, he had calculated everything.

In the Tianwen database on Blue Star, there is his complete Blue Star defense plan, including 108 ways to deal with both success and failure... cough, I mean, coping strategies.

After all, he hadn't just watched the Wandering Earth project for nothing. He naturally looked down on the cumbersome technology of planetary engines, since Zhang Xun had something much better.

The true purpose of the shelters across the entire planet is not for human use. Although they have the function of containing and sheltering people, in Zemo's plan, what they should do is to push the planet back into orbit.

"How much thrust can it provide compared to the original plan?"

Tarkin was also quite helpless about this problem.

"Don't ask me. Memorizing such complicated formulas and adjusting parameters according to planetary attitudes is beyond my old brain. Tianwen's resources are also being used in a concentrated manner, since the huge gravitational waves generated by the gravitational wave generator also require massive computing power."

"Then let's inform Zhang Xun. This information might be useful in the new plan."

Zemo excitedly got up, but then fell heavily to the ground.

"Your brain nerve damage is quite significant. Even with their highly skilled techniques, rest and recuperation are still necessary."

Tarkin pulled Zemo up and placed him on a hover wheelchair that had been prepared to the side.

‘Crack. ’

"What are you doing? Why didn't you take me to the command room first? What's the purpose of taking pictures?"

Tarkin shrugged and said, "Don't look at me like that. Wang Ge asked me to take the picture. After all, that guy doesn't care about the elderly, women, or children under his command. Besides, I don't know why. I just heard him say that you look a lot like Professor X when he left, and that he wanted to take a picture of you in your wheelchair."

At this moment, Baron Zemo's hair had been shaved off for the surgery, and combined with the hovering wheelchair beneath him, he looked remarkably like Professor X.

"Thank you so much. Oh, do you need me to put on a metal helmet and put my fingers on my temples?"

"You know Professor X?"

His response was Zemo's wide-eyed stare; who knows how he managed to open his eyes so wide.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Tajin stopped joking around and went directly to the command room after reporting the situation.

Natal was quite surprised when she received Tarkin's message. She knew that Zemo was good at scheming, but this kind of thinking that he could do fifty steps ahead was comparable to Zhang Xun's scheming ability, although he often acted impulsively and carried out physical plans.

Using the remaining command resources, Natal retrieved Zemo's plans from the database and was greatly shocked by what she saw.

The seven thousand global shelters, while providing safety for refugees, will also give Earth a boost, increasing its weakened speed to counteract the Sun's immense gravity.

The plan was ambitious, but the reality was harsh. Not to mention the dispersed nature of all the shelters, just manufacturing these anti-gravity engines was beyond the capabilities of the current team. Even though Tianwen later used ship dismantling parts from the space battlefield to carry out the project for a period of time, the low priority and lack of completeness led Zhao Wanyang to stop the plan.

Of course, Zemo's plan was not designed to deal with such an urgent situation, since such a huge deceleration would never occur in a normal star system.

At a distance of 150 million kilometers, no one would have imagined that Earth would be falling toward the sun at a speed of nearly 600 kilometers per second.

Even The Wandering Earth took 36 years to prepare and planned to escape the solar system in 500 years, but this story only lasted 30 days. This can only mean that the Walker people's technology for building star systems is extremely inadequate.

Just as Natal was lost in thought, Zemo was pushed into the command room by Tarkin.

Zemo's appearance made Wang Ge and the others on the side need to use their strong will to suppress their laughter, but sometimes willpower is not effective for certain things.

"Pfft, I knew he looked like Professor X in his wheelchair. Even if you used an Indian headscarf to cover it up, it wouldn't work. His baldness on both sides was too obvious."

Zemo clearly cares a lot about his image, but unfortunately he's not satisfied with most of the head decorations. If it weren't for Tajin's act of giving him a shaved head, Wang Ge and the others might have seen a ghost in a wheelchair.

'...'

"Vice-Captain, you've probably seen my plan, those shelters... Stop laughing!"

Zemo, who originally didn't want to pay any attention to Wang Ge, couldn't stand the small, dense laughter any longer and shouted in Wang Ge's direction.

Natal also said coldly, "Wang Ge, if you continue like this, I don't mind sending you on a missile to destroy Blue Star."

When the second-in-command spoke, Wang Ge immediately slapped his face, but the uncontrollable trembling of his body showed that he still hadn't gotten over the joke.

Natal gestured somewhat helplessly, "Please continue."

"Those shelters don't have enough energy to operate for long. According to calculations, Earth shouldn't be slowing down so much, but who knew there were engines in the moon (the moon is moving away from Earth year by year)? This was my mistake. However, if we can fill in the data with the Death Star and other materials, these remaining engines would be enough to restore Earth to its original orbit."

Natal knew he was telling the truth; the formulas and parameters in the plan were very detailed. As long as the newly collected data was entered, Tianwen could recalculate and get the result.

"These are all easy to handle. As long as the large tractor can return to normal, Blue Star can be dragged for a while, and then your remaining shelter engines can be started, and Blue Star can quickly return to orbit."

As Natal spoke, everyone's attention turned to the two people frozen in ice, or more precisely, to each person's head.

But what responded to everyone was Yu Qilan's anxious shouts.

"The traction device is experiencing a power drop, and our speed is slowing down again. If we don't stop it, not only will our previous efforts be in vain, but Earth will also accelerate its fall."

This is just like a slingshot; once it's pulled taut, releasing it will only cause the target to return to its original position at a faster speed.

This situation did not arise because of an accident on Zhao Wanyang's side, but because Zhang Xun's divine power was running out. The remaining divine power was insufficient to protect Zhao Wanyang, causing the cold air to slow down Zhao Wanyang's thinking speed. Without Zhao Wanyang's intervention, something was bound to happen to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Natal was also somewhat dazed by this situation, because once Zhang Xun's divine power was exhausted, the two of them would inevitably die.

Seeing that the two people's faces under the thin ice were starting to turn pale, Natal, in her anxiety, remembered that she had once heard Zhang say that the strength of divine power was related to human desires. Although it would not be so strong as to be abnormal, it could greatly increase the effect of squeezing out divine power.

"Zhang Xun! Give it your all! If you do this well, I'll wear the Lyra Cloth for you!"

Well, Natal's loud self-exposure proves that sometimes social suicide doesn't discriminate between people; as long as participants make mistakes in their busyness, someone will inevitably join the social suicide team.