Aboard the Noah, inside the astronomical observatory.
A cascading series of data codes illuminated the main screen. The entire room stared blankly at the display, frozen in place. Even their breathing seemed to stop.
After about fifteen excruciating minutes, the rapid flickering on the screen finally ceased.
This data stream consisted of radio waves broadcasted by the extraterrestrial vessel. If printed on standard A4 paper, the raw code would fill 417 pages!
"Report: We... have not been attacked!"
"Repeating: We have not been attacked!"
Jason received the alert from the Security Department instantly, and the heavy knot of anxiety in his chest finally unraveled.
The Security Department wasn't just made up of military personnel; it included a vast array of weapons experts and tactical analysts who constantly monitored their surroundings.
