Mission Log – Solar Day 320

Speaking of which, Superman is not the first human to fly without wings. In the Middle Ages, some saints could fly. Of course, the only records we can refer to on this matter are the documents compiled by the Vatican at that time to verify their sainthood, so please look at this matter dialectically with the methodology of life on Mars. As for the content of the story, it's the same no matter who it is: they just flew because they were in a good mood after becoming a saint, or for various reasons like this. They don't have to do anything. I'll give you an example of good people and good deeds like rescuing orphans from church steeples. Just walk around the ceiling a few times, shout "God is awesome" and that's it.

Of course, based on the historical facts we know so far, the stories of these saints are probably just as fictional as Superman. The only reason I bring this up (besides the fact that these bits of knowledge are basically all I remember from the comparative religion course I took in college) is that if we exclude these stories from being fiction, I would be He became the first human in history to fly along a non-ballistic trajectory in the air without the help of any mechanical means. I can say that because a unicorn certainly isn't a machine, and Starlight Glimmer definitely doesn't fit anyone's definition of a machine.

All I have said is describing the scene today when we decided to continue the renovation work and start installing fixed solar panels on the roof of the trailer. Dragonfly worked with me to build me a tether that would allow me to hook myself to the two hardpoints that used to secure the Friendship outer skin to the pressure capsule body. In this way, if the sole of my foot slips while working, at least there will be a point that can hook me and prevent me from falling all the way to the ground below.

In order for me to go up and down the roof of the former spacecraft, Starlight would use magic to levitate me up at the beginning of the operation, and then lift me down at the end of the work. To be honest, I was totally terrified - more than a little bit. It's one thing to know that I'm safe in the magical embrace of a unicorn with a full battery under its hoof; but there's this monkey ancestor deep in my brain that knows nothing about magic's existence. Although we know it, we still remember the profound teachings of millions of years of natural evolution: if there are no trees, you will fall down. As long as my feet didn't touch solid earth or steel, the dead monkey would keep whining like crazy.

But other than that, this EVA experience was actually pretty good. Starlight lifted the solar panels up and handed them to me. I used the existing stake holes to fix them to the mounting points of the spacecraft. Then Fireball was responsible for connecting each wire to the charging port of the spacecraft that we had arranged before. and the power supply wiring harness for the onboard electrical system. These are already connected to the residential power grid, so the final effect is as if these solar panels have never left the residential solar array. Everything went smoothly, mainly because we were willing to take our time and be very careful with everything we did.

We ended the operation when my suit's carbon dioxide alarm went off, indicating that the currently installed filter had become saturated and needed to be replaced. In four hours, we fixed twelve panels, which means it will take us another five to six hours to finish covering the entire top of the mobile home with solar panels.

Overall, today's work efficiency is quite good. Being busy has somewhat filled the gap in time left by the loss of communication with the earth, but for some reason my desire for communication is much stronger than it should be. Think about it, in the past few weeks we were almost unable to send any messages, and in about a month we will be able to restore a stable communication connection, and the quality should be much better than before. But for some reason, I still always feel alienated and lonely.

Maybe I'll ask Xingguang or Tingting to use their telegraph and let me talk to their boss. I don't remember having any direct communication with them. Now might be a good time to give it a try.

Well, now that I say it, that’s not what I mean now. Maybe tomorrow. Tonight Starlight Glimmer promised a new campaign. She decided to give it a try and create a home-made adaptation using ponies as characters, using our D&D rules.

That's right. I'm going to cosplay a talking horse.

Because I have let myself go a long time ago; mind you, my pride left this planet a long time ago with my crew members on the Ares 3 MAV. So what else is there to be ashamed of?

"Behold before you is the Tree of Harmony; its drooping branches, dim in color, lay under your hooves the fragments of the Essence of Harmony."

"How?" Mark interrupted, "Isn't this a tree?"

"Shh," Spitfire reminded him to be quiet, "it's magic."

The two then turned to the interrupted Starlight Glimmer; Starlight glared at them for a moment before continuing with the opening story arc of her adventure. "The five of you gathered together, under the shadow of this nightmare satellite castle, climbed over the mountains and ridges through the dark Equestria, avoiding the patrols of the Shadow Stormtroopers all the way, before arriving here. In this sacred land, this side of the nightmare You have shouldered the important mission of bringing harmony and peace back to this land that is riddled with holes."

The tips of her horns lit up, and a simple line above her head drew the image of a violent mare wearing armor. "The Nightmare Satellite has returned after being exiled for a full thousand years, destroying all the essences and Her sister, Princess Celestia, is imprisoned on the same moon that once served as her prison. Now she rules this dark world with iron hooves from the castle two hundred steps above the canyon where you stand. world."

"Her rule relies on seven fillies brainwashed by her, seven talented and extremely dangerous ponies. Her vizier, the meticulous Dawn of Dawn. Her chief enforcer, Monochromatic Lightwave. Her chief intelligence officer, the unstoppable Pinkie Pie. Her head of the secret police, who is mediocre. The mighty steel barrier, Applebreaker. Lord of the Night Creatures, Moth. And second only to the Nightmare Moon, Ben. Second in command, the evil wizard Garlight Slimmer."

This last name became the last straw for them. They burst into laughter when they were struck by the punch line, and Fireball was no exception.

"Hey!" Xingguang shouted, blushing, "I forgot to give him a serious name, okay? This is just a temporary placeholder."

Still couldn't stop laughing, accompanied by Mark teasing from the side, "Yi Guang, it's up to you." After saying this, another burst of laughter broke out.

"That's great!" Dragonfly also came to add to the chaos, "What is her evil plan? 'Submit yourself to me, or else you don't need to change your normal eating habits, and I guarantee you will lose ten to fifteen pounds in a month'?"

The laughter continued for a while, but was abruptly interrupted by the crisp sound of a crystal dice carved by Starlight's magic and rolling onto the workbench behind the computer screen.

"Starlight, what are you doing rolling dice now?" Mark became nervous, and there was no trace of joking in his voice.

"It's nothing." Starlight replied with an innocent face.

Everyone here looked at each other, and then finally fell silent.

"Great," Starlight said with a smile on her face, "Let's continue. There is only one hope left to restore freedom to Equestria. Celestia's four sacred horseshoes are in pieces and scattered around the four corners of the kingdom..."

"How do we know this?" Cherry Berry asked again, "Who told us? Isn't it just us and this tree here?"

"Ah!!! You just know, okay? Mysterious magic, harmony perception and the like!" Starlight took a deep breath to calm down, "You must collect these four sacred horseshoes from all over the world, and then bring them to the dragon's lair. , recast in the hottest flames spewed by the hottest dragon in the world..."

Mark couldn't help but burst out laughing. Struggling to restrain himself from laughing out loud for a second time, he closed his mouth tightly and waved his hand towards the angry starlight to signal to continue.

"...Reforge, release Celestia from her prison and regain her freedom. Along the way you will also face all seven subordinates of the Nightmare Satellite; they must be released from the curse of the Nightmare, so that you The fragments held now can be restored into the five essences respectively. Only then will the sixth essence appear. Only with all six essences can Celestia's divine power be restored and the rule of the Nightmare and her evil wizard be overthrown forever. .”

The five players stared at each other after hearing this.

"Well," Starlight Glimmer hesitated and added, "That's the plot. If you want, you can start interacting now."

CherryBerry pushed her computer forward. "I want to reroll the role," she requested. "I want a hobbit."

"How about we steal the airship and become pirates?" Fireball suggested, "Go to the city south of Burning Sand."

"It's good to be a pirate," Spitfire agreed.

"Is there a thieves' union in this southern city?" Mark asked.

"I heard," Fireball replied, "that the whole city is full of thieves."

Cherry Berry looked very interested in this, "Then shall we steal the airship here, or shall we go to that city first and then steal an airship there?"

Starlight Glimmer sighed, lowered her head and slapped her forehead on the table.

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