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"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Daigo asked somewhat awkwardly. "I have a feeling that if I just walk around in front of them, they'll explode."

“There’s nothing wrong with it.” Shinjo finished speaking and headed towards the hangar, adding as he left, “That’s an order.”

Upon hearing that it was an order, Daigo did not hesitate and immediately ran towards the hangar.

Soon, the hatch of the Atlas opened, and two Jets No. 1 flew out one after the other. The two Jets No. 1 flew straight towards the space station in space, startling the people inside.

Just as the astronauts inside the space station were living in constant fear, white smoke suddenly appeared under the No. 1 spacecraft, quickly covering the space station, including its solar panels.

"What's going on? Are they attacking us?" one of the astronauts asked in alarm.

"It doesn't seem like it; it's probably meant to intimidate us," the technician said with a headache. "The problem is that the solar panels might have some issues, and we might need to climb out to clean them. Of course, I hope to take this opportunity to scrap this old relic."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Do you think they have the money to build another space station for you to play with right now?"

"So I'm just thinking about it."

"Damn it, how is this possible!" An astronaut stared at the data on the radar. "Mach 40, is that a normal speed?"

"You have to understand, this is an alien's plane. Don't be so surprised, or it will make us Earthlings seem stupid."

While chaos reigned inside the space station, Shinjo and Daigo had already piloted the Hyuga 1 into the moon's gravitational field. Only then did their speed slow down slightly, and the two piloted the 1 towards the far side of the moon.

Inside the Poirot Cafe in Tokyo, Japan

"Mr. Amuro, what are you looking at?" Azusa poked her head out curiously. "Is it news about aliens?"

"Hmm," Amuro Tooru replied somewhat absentmindedly.

He didn't recognize the spaceship, but he did recognize the bright yellow fighter jet. He had seen it at the base on Jiuliangliang Island before. However, he didn't expect that the strangely shaped fighter jet could reach a speed of Mach 40, which was twice as fast as some intercontinental ballistic missiles.

Chapter 351 The End

Now he's considering whether or not to tell Kuroda Hyōe about this. If such a force stands against Japan, Japan basically has no future.

However, he felt it wasn't safe to tell Kuroda Hyōe; to be precise, it was the people standing behind Kuroda Hyōe that made him uneasy.

If they knew Xincheng possessed such technology, their first reaction wouldn't be cooperation, but rather how to seize it. Only if they couldn't seize it and instead got a severe beating would they consider sitting down for a proper discussion.

However, Amuro Tooru felt that Shinjo and his group had limited patience and probably wouldn't waste time with them, so the final result would likely be a complete breakup.

In the end, he decided to communicate with Xincheng first to ascertain their attitude before deciding whether to expose the matter.

At the base on Jiuliang Island

Aquavit was awakened by a series of urgent knocks. When he opened the door, he saw Vermouth and nodded somewhat awkwardly as a greeting.

"Where's that guy from New Town?" Vermouth asked, staring at Aquavit. "Where did he go?"

Vermouth was furious. She had asked Shinjo to take her with him on his first flight, but he ignored her and secretly started his first flight, causing such a commotion.

“That Mr. Shinjo should be in the sky right now.” Aquavit pointed to the sky somewhat awkwardly. “I don’t know if I can get in touch with him.”

“Whether we can get in touch or not, we should at least try to contact him first,” Vermouth said, frowning. “Hurry up and take me somewhere where I can contact him.”

"This one……"

“If this interferes with things between him and me, can you take responsibility?” Vermouth asked, staring at Aquawit.

Aquawit's face stiffened, and he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie on the table, asking Curaçao what to do. Neither he nor Sakata Yusuke could make a decision, so the only option was to go to Curaçao, the person Shinjo "trusted" the most, since she held the highest position there.

Curaçao was silent for a moment on the walkie-talkie, then instructed Aquavit to bring Vermouth to the command room.

Inside the command center, Yusuke Sakata was watching the surveillance cameras around the base to see if any rats were planning to infiltrate it.

The security personnel are behaving themselves; none of them dare to cross the pre-designated restricted area—at least for now. Who knows, given time, they might attempt to infiltrate the restricted area and obtain classified information.

Just then, the door to the command room opened.

Vermouth followed Aquavit in, and as soon as she entered, the woman assertively declared that she wanted to see Shinjo.

Seeing Sakata Yusuke's probing gaze, Aquavit shrugged. "Don't look at me. I consulted Miss Curaçao. She's the one who told me to bring him here."

Hearing this guy's irresponsible remarks, Sakata Yusuke wanted to crack open his head to see what was inside. Even if Curaçao agreed, didn't this guy know that bringing Vermouth in had already exposed the base's entry route?

However, he dared not disobey Curaçao and Vermouth, as both women were ruthless and he could not afford to offend either of them.

They dialed the space line of the Atlas directly, and it was quickly connected. Ai Haibara appeared on the screen.

"What is it?" Ai Haibara asked, frowning.

They'd only been airborne for a short while, and now they were getting calls from the ground? The people Xincheng had stationed on the ground were clearly incompetent.

“It’s me, Vermouth. I’m looking for New Town,” Vermouth said directly.

“Mr. Shinjo is not on the Atlas right now; he went out in a spacecraft.” Ai Haibara looked at the coordinates on the radar. “His current location should be on the far side of the moon, where radio interference is extremely severe, and we cannot relay calls.”

When can we get in touch with him?

“It depends on the mission time, but you should be able to contact him in six hours,” Haibara said with a wry smile. “He only has enough fuel for six hours of flight.”

Just then, an ominous red light lit up inside the Atdis, and an alarm blared.

"What's going on?!" Sakata Yusuke stood up abruptly.

"Don't worry, it's a minor issue. It's just that the spatial data has become somewhat disordered, exceeding the warning threshold." Ai Haibara looked at the values ​​displayed on the screen and gently shook her head.

What happens if the threshold is exceeded?

"It'll create a wormhole, or a black hole, that's what the manual says. But the current level of numerical disorder is still a long way from creating either of those things." Haibara yawned. "No problem."

Sakata Yusuke and Aquavit both breathed a sigh of relief. The operation manual for Unit 1 had a warning that an alarm would be triggered if abnormal data was detected. The data was strange, and they didn't know where Shinjo got the threshold or what the threshold was.

The first two times they would report the alarm going off, but later they stopped reporting it because nothing would happen after it went off.

far side of the moon

“I heard you,” Daigo suddenly said.

"What did you hear? You bastard!" Xincheng frowned and cursed. "The area outside Unit 1 is basically a vacuum, so sound can't travel through it. That must be your imagination. Don't overthink it."

"Yes," Daigo replied, forcing a smile.

Shinjo's expression gradually darkened. Not only Daigo heard it, but he heard it too; it seemed as if a voice was guiding them in a certain direction. He dared not fly recklessly in space. He remembered the fate of the Asuka father and son very clearly. Although the power of that Ultraman was tempting, in peacetime, there was no need for such things.

At that moment, red alarms began flashing inside the cabin of Unit 1, and the word "ERROR" gradually appeared on the control panel.

"What's going on?" Daigo asked nervously, pulling on the control lever. "Manual operation isn't working either!"

"This is unbelievable. The synergy effect can be triggered even when they're not on the same plane. What kind of causal weapon is this?" Shinjo said with a dark face, turning on the radar scan. "Daigo, switch to combat mode."

"Combat mode? But there are no enemies on the radar."

"It will be too late to activate combat mode once you see the enemy." As Shinjo spoke, he pressed another button, activating the Max power system.

The next second, the modified Unit 1 was enveloped in a special halo and almost instantly escaped the interference zone.

After seeing what Shinjo did, Daigo followed suit and quickly took Unit 1 away from the incident area.

The two had just left the area when they heard the call from the Atdis.

"What's wrong? What's the rush? Is something happened? We're not missing!" Shinjo said helplessly. "Be more composed!"

"Do you know how long you've been missing?" Karen asked, frowning. "A full eleven hours."

“How is that possible!” Daigo was the first to refute Karen’s statement. “Unit 1 did have a slight malfunction, but it was resolved quickly, at most five minutes. How could it have taken eleven hours?”

Shinjo, however, seemed to have an idea and immediately said to Daigo beside him, "Daigo, let's go back to the Atlas right now and take the flight clock out to take a look."

As soon as he boarded the Atlas, Shinjo was dragged to see Vermouth. After much persuasion and managing to appease the woman, he was finally able to deal with the incident he had just encountered.

He and Daigo disappeared from radar for eleven hours, with Daigo disappearing for more than thirty minutes longer than him. Their flight clocks also confirmed this, with Shinjo's flight clock showing more than ten minutes ahead of Daigo's.

“That shouldn’t be the case. Mr. Shinjo and I left that area with special interference around the same time.” Daigo suddenly realized, “There’s something wrong with that area, isn’t there?”

Shinjo looked at Daigo, who suddenly realized, and said, "You're only just realizing it now? There's something wrong with the time flow in that area. The Atlas is heading to the Carlo base according to the planned route. After we move the stuff to the Carlo base, we'll go back to Earth immediately. We can't stay here any longer."

"Are you afraid that a spacetime wormhole will form here and pull us in?" Kallen said, frowning. "Wouldn't that be perfect? ​​It would also prevent us from using the time machine."

"Good? Good my ass." Shinjo rolled his eyes. "Who knows where that spacetime wormhole leads? What if it leads to a monster's lair? We won't even know how we died. Takayama Gamu is a genius, but what he created has only undergone one theoretical experiment. The success rate is still unknown. Whether we can come back after we go there is another question!"

Two weeks later, Attdis emerged from the far side of the moon, maintaining its stealth throughout.

Major departments around the world are currently focused on the far side of the moon; if they weren't incapable of landing there, they would have done so long ago.

Having just returned to the base on Kyuroryo Island, and before he could even change out of his clothes, Vermouth appeared before Shinjo.

"So what if I didn't take you to space? Is it really that big of a deal?" Shinjo rolled his eyes at Vermouth as she approached. "I'll take you next time; it shouldn't be long. I didn't know you had a space dream, really..."

“I’m not going to space for some boring dream,” Vermouth said, staring at New Town. “Does your base still accept investment?”

"What are you doing?" Xincheng immediately became alert.

Although the Jiuliang Island base is short of money, it doesn't need just any money. Xincheng would never dare to take money from the organization. Those funds would be monitored by certain forces, and if they were transferred to his name, it might bring him considerable trouble.

“The organization is very poor right now, so poor that all it has left is money.” Vermouth stared at New Town and said, “Gin has completely fallen out with the Federation, and there is no possibility of reconciliation. The only person who can invest is you.”

"Do you think I need investment?" Xincheng asked, frowning. "Any piece of technology in this base I'm standing on could fetch countless amounts of money!"

"But do you dare to take it out? If you take out even one item, you'll be locked in and then wiped out in the shortest amount of time." Vermouth opened her computer. "The main source of revenue for the New City Group is its game company. The game company requires a lot of investment, but the output is just so-so, barely enough to maintain profitability. That part of the money probably isn't enough for you to burn through, is it?"

Xincheng's face twitched slightly. Vermouth had done her research before coming, and it seemed she was determined to secure this investment.

“I know you have access to money. Recently, some accounts in major banks that had no heirs have suddenly had heirs appear and transferred the money away.” Vermouth tapped her fingers on the table in the command room. “This was probably done by you and that Miss Karen. While this kind of behavior can certainly obtain a large amount of funds in a short period of time, these funds will eventually run out. Moreover, those banks have long regarded this money as their own property, making it increasingly difficult for you to operate.”

“Go on,” Karen’s voice was cold and ruthless.

“I believe Miss Karen has also investigated our organization. To support so many people, we must have many businesses, and these businesses are quite good.” Vermouth snapped her fingers. “Previously, they were funding the drug project, but now the drug project is gone. Moreover, the price the boss paid for this reconciliation with the EU was the disbanding of the organization's action team members, that is, those low-level glove-wearers.”

"That old guy agreed?"

“He agreed because he had no other choice.” Vermouth stretched. “The organization is now so poor that all it has left is money. All those safe houses and handover sites will be sold off in the future. Sooner or later, someone will be eyeing this money, so we want to find a project to use it up, like your space program.”

“You should know that our project is just like a drug project. Once it’s discovered, it’ll inevitably be completely wiped out.” Xincheng’s face darkened.

“Then consider it a gamble on my part. My first investment is three billion US dollars.” Vermouth stared at New Town with a half-smile. “As long as you agree, the money will be in your account immediately, and I can guarantee that the money is absolutely clean.”

“I agreed on his behalf, but we need to guarantee an annual investment of one billion US dollars,” Karen said directly. “If the dollar depreciates, this fee may fluctuate. Also, you don’t need to handle the money laundering; leave that to me. Your rates are too high.”

“This…” Vermouth looked at Shinjo, seemingly asking Karen if her words were valid.

"Alright, since Karen has said so, I have no objections." Shinjo took a deep breath. "Now you can leave, I'm tired and need to rest."

"But I'd like to go on board and have a look around..."

"Sakata Yusuke, take her up for a tour. Curaçao, keep an eye on her!"