Although it was called an elevator, the base of this elevator was much wider than a high-rise. However, with a length of more than 30,000 kilometers, the vertically suspended elevator was just like a noodle.
Travelling with Celestial Trade's frigate, Jiang Chen boarded the base station of the space elevator.
Shortly after he boarded, a group of people walked in his direction.
"We succeeded!"
When Jiang Chen first saw Kelvin when he returned to the modern world, the arrogant middle-aged man was as excited as a child, holding his hand and not letting go.
Jiang Chen, on the contrary, seemed calmer. Compared with the excitement of witnessing the birth of a spectacle, the excitement of leaving his name in history, he felt this was a wish coming true and he felt relieved for the distant future.
"Yes, we succeeded."
After letting go of Kelvin's hand, Jiang Chen looked up at the space elevator and suddenly gazed at the technical director who was standing next to Kelvin.
