Thoughts From Far Away

While Keiichi Nagaoka was feeling despair about losing an order worth tens of billions of yen, there was a festive atmosphere more than 300,000 kilometers away on the Moon.

Wu Gang was under the watch of the Moon Palace and all the staff at the lunar scientific research station. He was wearing a spacesuit as he skillfully operated a heavy engineering vehicle with two pairs of robotic arms. He placed the assembled parts on a T-shaped track excavated by the tunnel boring machine.

"Good job!"

When Wu Gang heard the voices of excitement from the communication channel, he smiled lightly and controlled the joystick skillfully. He then steadily disconnected the mechanical arm and retracted it.

He had done this countless times, so obviously, he would never make a mistake.

After reversing the vehicle around ten meters, Wu Gang turned off the engine and looked at the skyline while squinting his eyes.