Chapter 1170: 1170 Patches
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Chapter 1170 1170 Patches
Now that they had the power back online, at least to some degree, it was time to start patching the holes in the ship.
The drones were tasked with getting all the doors working, and that included the airlock doors as well, though the ones that were closed and sealed weren't considered a priority.
But there was still a massive chunk cut out of the ship, over a kilometre long, and if the ship had a self repair function, it was not yet online. But then, if it had that powerful of a self repair function, it likely wouldn't have ended up in this situation to begin with. They could have taken care of the damage that the traitors had done and worked to get the ship operational again.
The easiest solution to that was to send out the shuttles that they had managed to cram into the cargo bays. They had been packed full of drones for transport, but they were empty now, and they could be equipped with a Terraforming Array capable of rebuilding the damage to the hull of the World Ship. You can trace the roots of this content at n0v@lbin
They could deal with the interior later, unless it was obvious what structure should be there, but the priority was to make the vessel airtight again.
Max examined the hull itself, which was made of a rather simple alloy, strong, malleable at most temperatures instead of getting brittle, as well as durable, but why such a crude alloy had been used was a mystery.
So, he asked the computer, using his new access credentials.
"Yeah, it looks like the whole ship was designed for maximum production efficiency. They really did intend for these things to be semi disposable, without a kilowatt of energy wasted." Max agreed.
With the fusion core, there should have been plenty of energy available for their daily use, and Max knew that there were much more advanced technologies available at the time, as even the derelict freighter he had repaired as a kid was more advanced than this.
It was a sobering thought. The ship, and the hundred million soldiers on it, weren't worth a single bit of added luxury or energy expenditure to the war machine. He hadn't realized it at the time, but human lives really didn't mean anything to those in charge of the war effort.
They were just numbers and statistics to the leadership, just like he had become a generic hero, there to fill in the motivational needs of the population in his later years.
Fortunately, the current batch of human leadership valued their troops a bit more than this. As they could see on this ship, a lack of care and attention was a breeding ground for rebellion, and sweet lies were incredibly subversive to the human psyche.
Even if they knew that they were being lied to, many would choose to believe that it would end differently this time, that the lies would all work out for the best, and that they weren't making a mistake.
Four of the shuttles were tasked with going around the exterior of the vessel and patching the smaller damaged areas, while the rest of them worked to repair the largest. Once the small patches were done, the rest of the shuttles would work their way toward the main team from the far side, then return here to their cargo bay to await more instructions.
Max was certain that there was something that he was missing, something that he should be doing more urgently than repairing the world ship, but he just couldn't seem to put his finger on it. It was important, but not threatening, just something that he had missed, and his combat senses were keeping him aware of it at all times, even though he didn't know what it was.
Then it hit him. They had done a thorough search of the region hidden by the optical array, but they hadn't once searched the area for more anomalies that might be other hidden ships or debris. With the shields down, anything that hit them could cause significant damage, and it didn't take much of an impact to influence the balance of objects in space.
Even the distortion of their Warp Drive or the Portal as they had arrived might have thrown them out of equilibrium, and something valuable might be lost forever if they didn't find it before it was out of range.
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Chapter 1170 1170 Patches
Now that they had the power back online, at least to some degree, it was time to start patching the holes in the ship.
The drones were tasked with getting all the doors working, and that included the airlock doors as well, though the ones that were closed and sealed weren't considered a priority.
But there was still a massive chunk cut out of the ship, over a kilometre long, and if the ship had a self repair function, it was not yet online. But then, if it had that powerful of a self repair function, it likely wouldn't have ended up in this situation to begin with. They could have taken care of the damage that the traitors had done and worked to get the ship operational again.
The easiest solution to that was to send out the shuttles that they had managed to cram into the cargo bays. They had been packed full of drones for transport, but they were empty now, and they could be equipped with a Terraforming Array capable of rebuilding the damage to the hull of the World Ship. You can trace the roots of this content at n0v@lbin
They could deal with the interior later, unless it was obvious what structure should be there, but the priority was to make the vessel airtight again.
Max examined the hull itself, which was made of a rather simple alloy, strong, malleable at most temperatures instead of getting brittle, as well as durable, but why such a crude alloy had been used was a mystery.
So, he asked the computer, using his new access credentials.
"Yeah, it looks like the whole ship was designed for maximum production efficiency. They really did intend for these things to be semi disposable, without a kilowatt of energy wasted." Max agreed.
With the fusion core, there should have been plenty of energy available for their daily use, and Max knew that there were much more advanced technologies available at the time, as even the derelict freighter he had repaired as a kid was more advanced than this.
It was a sobering thought. The ship, and the hundred million soldiers on it, weren't worth a single bit of added luxury or energy expenditure to the war machine. He hadn't realized it at the time, but human lives really didn't mean anything to those in charge of the war effort.
They were just numbers and statistics to the leadership, just like he had become a generic hero, there to fill in the motivational needs of the population in his later years.
Fortunately, the current batch of human leadership valued their troops a bit more than this. As they could see on this ship, a lack of care and attention was a breeding ground for rebellion, and sweet lies were incredibly subversive to the human psyche.
Even if they knew that they were being lied to, many would choose to believe that it would end differently this time, that the lies would all work out for the best, and that they weren't making a mistake.
Four of the shuttles were tasked with going around the exterior of the vessel and patching the smaller damaged areas, while the rest of them worked to repair the largest. Once the small patches were done, the rest of the shuttles would work their way toward the main team from the far side, then return here to their cargo bay to await more instructions.
Max was certain that there was something that he was missing, something that he should be doing more urgently than repairing the world ship, but he just couldn't seem to put his finger on it. It was important, but not threatening, just something that he had missed, and his combat senses were keeping him aware of it at all times, even though he didn't know what it was.
Then it hit him. They had done a thorough search of the region hidden by the optical array, but they hadn't once searched the area for more anomalies that might be other hidden ships or debris. With the shields down, anything that hit them could cause significant damage, and it didn't take much of an impact to influence the balance of objects in space.
Even the distortion of their Warp Drive or the Portal as they had arrived might have thrown them out of equilibrium, and something valuable might be lost forever if they didn't find it before it was out of range.
Chapter 1170 1170 Patches Now that they had the power back online, at least to some degree, it was time to start patching the holes in the ship. The drones were tasked with getting all the doors working, and that included the airlock doors as well, though the ones that were closed and sealed weren't considered a priority. But there was still a massive chunk cut out of the ship, over a kilometre long, and if the ship had a self repair function, it was not yet online. But then, if it had that powerful of a self repair function, it likely wouldn't have ended up in this situation to begin with. They could have taken care of the damage that the traitors had done and worked to get the ship operational again. The easiest solution to that was to send out the shuttles that they had managed to cram into the cargo bays. They had been packed full of drones for transport, but they were empty now, and they could be equipped with a Terraforming Array capable of rebuilding the damage to the hull of the World Ship. You can trace the roots of this content at n0v@lbinThey could deal with the interior later, unless it was obvious what structure should be there, but the priority was to make the vessel airtight again. Max examined the hull itself, which was made of a rather simple alloy, strong, malleable at most temperatures instead of getting brittle, as well as durable, but why such a crude alloy had been used was a mystery. So, he asked the computer, using his new access credentials. "Yeah, it looks like the whole ship was designed for maximum production efficiency. They really did intend for these things to be semi disposable, without a kilowatt of energy wasted." Max agreed. With the fusion core, there should have been plenty of energy available for their daily use, and Max knew that there were much more advanced technologies available at the time, as even the derelict freighter he had repaired as a kid was more advanced than this. It was a sobering thought. The ship, and the hundred million soldiers on it, weren't worth a single bit of added luxury or energy expenditure to the war machine. He hadn't realized it at the time, but human lives really didn't mean anything to those in charge of the war effort. They were just numbers and statistics to the leadership, just like he had become a generic hero, there to fill in the motivational needs of the population in his later years. Fortunately, the current batch of human leadership valued their troops a bit more than this. As they could see on this ship, a lack of care and attention was a breeding ground for rebellion, and sweet lies were incredibly subversive to the human psyche. Even if they knew that they were being lied to, many would choose to believe that it would end differently this time, that the lies would all work out for the best, and that they weren't making a mistake. Four of the shuttles were tasked with going around the exterior of the vessel and patching the smaller damaged areas, while the rest of them worked to repair the largest. Once the small patches were done, the rest of the shuttles would work their way toward the main team from the far side, then return here to their cargo bay to await more instructions. Max was certain that there was something that he was missing, something that he should be doing more urgently than repairing the world ship, but he just couldn't seem to put his finger on it. It was important, but not threatening, just something that he had missed, and his combat senses were keeping him aware of it at all times, even though he didn't know what it was. Then it hit him. They had done a thorough search of the region hidden by the optical array, but they hadn't once searched the area for more anomalies that might be other hidden ships or debris. With the shields down, anything that hit them could cause significant damage, and it didn't take much of an impact to influence the balance of objects in space. Even the distortion of their Warp Drive or the Portal as they had arrived might have thrown them out of equilibrium, and something valuable might be lost forever if they didn't find it before it was out of range.
