Sol Two Hundred and Seventy-Six, Crossing the Final Obstacle

"What idea?" Tang Yue leaned over.

"Get lost. Stop disturbing my work. Go write your story about Leonardo da Vinci's drawing of an egg." Tomcat chased Tang Yue away. "I'm doing the flow computations."

"The story about Leonardo da Vinci's drawing of an egg has been written."

"Then draw a duck's egg. If it's done, draw a swan's egg. If that's done, draw your balls."

"Can you just divulge something? Stop leaving me hanging at such a critical moment!" Tang Yue held Tomcat. "Mai Dong is also concerned about this problem… Right? Mai Dong?"

"Huh? Can? What canned food?"

The girl appeared in the video comms.

Mai Dong and Tang Yue had discussed the problem before. Even if Orion could safely decelerate, there wasn't a landing pad on Mars. Orion II didn't have any landing gear, so if the eighty-meter-tall skewer were to hit the ground, it would likely shatter.

It was too dangerous if Mai Dong were to crash down with it.