The Fifth Type of Contact

Mars.

In God knew how many meters deep underground…

As Dr. Fan stood in an empty "hall", he was completely muddled.

His common sense told him that there couldn't be any signal here, let alone a voice.

Therefore, when the words of "Can you hear me?" echoed in his headset, he wondered whether he was hallucinating due to dehydration.

Seeing how Dr. Fan didn't respond, the mysterious voice had a trace of hesitation as it appeared again.

"Strange… Is there something wrong with the translation device? It should be working."

"… Translation device?"

What is that?

After recovering from the confusion, Fan Tong looked around with his torch for the source of the voice and replied, "I can hear you… Who are you?"