186: Chapter 186 The behemoth dons armor, the hunter accelerates billions of kilometers away!

Alien civilization travel timer, Day 104.

Pangu Laboratory Level B2.

Zhao Mingyuan pressed his hands on his knees and squeezed them.

"The main god ai gave the boss a performance warning on its first day of work."

Su Che did not respond.

He turned off the alert and archived the completion log of the control system into the encrypted storage.

A 100,000-ton steel skeleton hung at an altitude of 400 kilometers; it had a brain, nerves, and eyes.

But it had no skin.

In his mind, a mechanical voice struck on time.

[Ding! Detected that the 100,000-ton space mothership's defense system is at zero, main development task triggered!]

[Task Name: Equip the naked steel behemoth with a quantum armor!]

[Task Content: A mothership with a brain and nerves is indeed no longer scrap metal, but it is just a piece of thinking scrap metal! A space mothership without a shield is no different from an oversized target!]

[Please develop a quantum-state stealth shield to realize quantum-state energy shielding, full-band stealth coupling, and dynamic shield adaptation, and build the first layer of combat defense for the Luan Niao Mothership!]

[Task Reward: 380,000 skill points, unlock redemption permissions for quantum-state energy shielding technology, full-band stealth coupling technology, and dynamic shield adaptation technology, requiring 200,000 redemption points.]

[Current host main skill point balance is sufficient, do you wish to redeem?]

"Redeem."

[Ding! Consumed 200,000 main skill points, core technology has been unlocked!]

[System Prompt: Supporting auxiliary technologies have not been redeemed, including: quantum-state shield architecture blueprints (20,000 redemption points), energy adaptation regulation scheme (10,000 redemption points), stealth shielding algorithm library (10,000 redemption points), total redemption points: 40,000.]

"Redeem all."

[Ding! Consumed 40,000 main skill points.]

The technical framework instantly spread out in his mind.

Su Che closed his eyes for a while and combed through the entire shield architecture from beginning to end.

A quantum-state energy field covers the mothership's hull, forming a dynamic shielding layer.

It can absorb high-energy strikes and couple with existing metamaterial stealth, so the shield itself does not become a beacon.

The difficulty lies in "dynamic adaptation."

The total surface area of a 100,000-ton mothership is 60,000 square meters, equivalent to eight and a half football fields, and the shield must cover every inch.

If the left side is hit, energy from the right side is borrowed to support it; if the front is struck, energy storage at the stern instantly fills the gap.

The entire shield must flow like water, yet be as hard as steel.

Su Che stood up and walked toward the center of the hall.

"Academician Qian."

Academician Qian Zhenhua was putting a test interface board back into place, bending over to tighten the last screw.

"Leave the full-band stealth coupling part of the shield to you." Su Che disassembled the optical module and pushed it to the public screen, "The shield cannot emit any detectable signals; it must be like air."

Academician Qian Zhenhua put down the screwdriver, walked to the screen, and stared at it for half a minute with his hands in his pockets.

"The quantum-state energy field itself will produce weak quantum fluctuation radiation." He flipped to the third page and poked at a set of formulas, "To make it invisible to the outside, we must cover the periphery of the field with an anti-coherence extinction layer."

"Find Wen Bo for the material scheme."

Wen Bo was not there.

"Restroom." Academician Li Zhengyang got up from the folding stool, his cup lid loose and not tightened.

"Tell him when he returns that the periphery of the shield requires a quantum-state anti-fluctuation superconducting thin film, with a thickness controlled within three micrometers, covering a temperature range from negative 270 degrees to positive 1,500 degrees."

He paused the hand holding the cup.

"Conventional superconducting materials cannot withstand this temperature range."

"That is why I am looking for Wen Bo."

Two minutes later, Wen Bo strolled in, water stains on the soles of his slippers, and fresh water in his enamel cup, wafting a scent of goji berries.

Academician Li Zhengyang repeated the parameters.

Wen Bo squatted in front of the console, grabbed a piece of scrap paper, flipped it over, and wrote a few strokes.

"Yttrium barium copper oxide substrate doped with quantum dot anchoring agents. The superconducting critical temperature is pulled to over 200 Kelvin, and the high-temperature range is supported by the thermal locking effect of the quantum dot array; three micrometers is no problem."

"How long for the formula?"

"One day; find Zhou Dehai for the coating process."

Su Che sent the division of labor into the encrypted group.

Zhao Mingyuan, shield dynamic adaptation scheduling algorithm.

Academician Qian Zhenhua, full-band stealth coupling optical module.

Wen Bo, superconducting thin film material.

Zhou Dehai, coating process.

Academician Sun Qiwen, energy supply and thermal management.

Academician Zhang Weide, truss stress re-check after shield mounting.

Liu Huaqiang coordinates the manpower scheduling of the remaining academician team.

Liu Huaqiang received the group message, walked over from the east side, took off his reading glasses from the bridge of his nose, and put them in his pocket.

"There is an overlap between Academician Zhang Weide's stress re-check and Academician Sun Qiwen's thermal management; I will coordinate the resource conflict."

Su Che nodded and turned back to the main console.

The monitor wall was divided into several screens as usual.

On the right in the Dry Dock, three sets of prefabricated armor shells for the distributed command hub were being hoisted into the Luan Niao skeleton by robotic arms; the final assembly had not stopped.

In the lower left corner, the lunar base, the resource storage warehouse had long been completed, and the frame of the second building had already been erected.

Su Che withdrew his gaze and opened the shield core algorithm code repository.

...

Alien civilization travel timer, Day 106.

Nine o'clock in the morning, Pangu Laboratory Level B2.

Su Che sealed the first version of the algorithm framework.

"What has the dynamic adaptation response latency been compressed to?"

Zhao Mingyuan stretched, and his spine cracked twice. He grabbed a handful of peanuts from the table and threw them into his mouth.

"0.003 milliseconds, static simulation; if a real fight breaks out, we need to add disaster recovery if the energy migration path is interrupted."

"Add it."

Academician Sun Qiwen walked over from the U-shaped array area, holding a large enamel jar in his hand, with the words "Commemorating Xichang Satellite Launch Center" printed in dark red on the body of the jar.

"The thermal management model is finished."

He placed a report next to Su Che's keyboard, "When the shield is running at full power, the heat dissipation load per unit area is seven times the upper limit of the Luan Niao hull's tolerance."

"Seven times." Su Che opened the report.

"Conventional radiation heat dissipation is too inefficient in a vacuum." Academician Sun Qiwen took a sip of water, "I suggest adding a circulating liquid cooling interlayer between the shield module and the hull, and conducting the heat to the large-area heat dissipation wings at the stern to be discharged."

"Heat dissipation wings will increase the cross-sectional area of the hull." Academician Zhang Weide's voice came from the back row; he placed his engineering calculator on the table, "If the cross-section is large, the stealth effect will be discounted."

"Make them foldable; deploy in combat state, retract in cruise state."

Academician Zhang Weide pressed the calculator a few times, "The fatigue life of the folding hinge must not be less than 100,000 times."

"That is Wen Bo's business." Academician Sun Qiwen thumped his jar onto the table.

Wen Bo walked out from the material area with a silver-gray object in his hand, thin enough to be translucent.

"First version of the superconducting thin film." He handed it to Academician Qian Zhenhua.

Academician Qian Zhenhua took it and held it up under the overhead light, turning it at an angle.

"Thickness?"

"2.8 micrometers; the dispersion of the quantum dot anchoring agent is better than expected, and the actual dosage is less."

Academician Qian Zhenhua placed the sample on the optical detection platform and started the reflectivity scan.

Su Che finished marking the three modified parameters in the thermal management report and pushed it back to Academician Sun Qiwen.

He turned back to the main screen and continued to chew on the hardest part, energy field adaptive reconstruction.

When the shield is attacked, the energy density in the affected area must soar to more than three times within nanoseconds, while borrowing energy storage from non-affected areas.

Restore uniform distribution after the attack ends.

This logic cannot be written by humans.

"main god ai, based on the shield architecture parameters, generate a bottom-layer deduction model for adaptive energy field reconstruction."

The computing power occupancy jumped to 61%.

Three seconds, the initial model popped up.

Su Che scanned it once.

The logic is self-consistent.

But there is a fatal assumption, defaulting that all attacks come from three-dimensional space.

If an attack penetrates from a higher dimension, the direction is unpredictable, and the borrowing logic will directly fail.

Su Che deleted that assumption and added a hard constraint: omnidirectional energy response without dead angles, not relying on attack direction judgment.

This means the energy pool redundancy must be doubled.

"Academician Sun."

Academician Sun Qiwen walked back.

"Energy redundancy doubled, thermal management needs to be recalculated."

He looked for five seconds, picked up his large enamel jar, turned, and walked away.

Lin Waner came in from the side door, carrying an insulated lunch box.

She didn't say a word, placed the lunch box on Su Che's right side, and opened the lid.

Pickled fish.

Zhao Mingyuan's nostrils twitched.

"Yours is at the cafeteria window." Lin Waner walked out with the empty bag.

Zhao Mingyuan retracted his hand that was holding the peanuts and stood up to walk to the cafeteria.

Su Che picked up a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, his left hand not leaving the keyboard.

The sour and spicy flavors exploded simultaneously; he chewed twice, swallowed, and continued coding.

...

11:00 PM.

Level B2 quieted down.

Zhao Mingyuan was lying on the console, with the sleeve of a jacket draped beside the keyboard.

Su Che had written over 6,000 lines of code.

He switched to the monitoring interface of the Global Deep Space Quantum Radar.

The cursor of the teardrop-shaped sentry ship was lit.

9.5 billion kilometers away, the trajectory was straight.

Su Che pulled out the tracking timeline and superimposed it with the data from four days ago.

When it was first scanned, it was 740 kilometers per second.

Now.

762 kilometers per second.

Su Che pushed his chair forward half an inch.

From the moment it was locked, the speed of the sentry ship had been stable at around 740.

It jumped today.

What is the variable?

He marked the start point of the acceleration.

Day 102.

Two days ago.

The day the 100,000-ton Luan Niao control system went online, the Deep Space Main God AI took over situation awareness at full power.

The scanning resolution of the Global Deep Space Quantum Radar toward the sentry ship was automatically increased by two orders of magnitude.

The flashlight was replaced with a searchlight.

That light hit it squarely.

It knew it had been seen.

Su Che closed the interface.

An increment of 22 kilometers per second cannot change the big picture of the arrival time; it can only compress it by about five or six days.

But the signal is very clear.

The opponent is not hiding anymore.

Su Che put his hands back on the keyboard.

The code for the shield continued to grow downward.

In the upper left corner of the main screen, the Dry Dock was brightly lit.

The naked behemoth was still growing muscles.

And the hunter had accelerated.

Calculating the time, there are about 145 days left until it reaches Earth.