Chapitre 88: Sol Hundred and Three, Martian Iceman

Tomcat crouched in front of the OGS equipment cabinet, its paw grabbing a screwdriver while its eyes were peeled to the motherboard.

Tang Yue was crazily rummaging through the Hab before throwing a cup cover onto the table and sighing. "There's nothing. I've searched everywhere possible. I can't find any replacements… I've no idea where the old chip is. It was likely crushed, compressed, and taken back."

All the trash that Kunlun Station generated went through the compressor before being taken back. This involved violently crushing the trash into pieces before compressing them to cubes of less than a meter in size. An intricate semiconductor chip had no means to survive the ordeal.

"What about other replacements?" Tomcat turned its head over.