My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible - Chapter 434 Taking Friends To The Lunar Base Sanctuary

Chapter 434  Taking Friends To The Lunar Base Sanctuary

“Oh my… What in the holy?!” Matt exclaimed when he saw the space shuttle descending to the island’s private runway.

He wasn’t alone. Every single one of them had frozen, their eyes locked onto the spacecraft as it touched down with a low, deep hum that they felt in their chests rather than heard with their ears.

Like the rest of the world, they had seen impossible things during Liam’s livestreams. But those were virtual reality experiences. Though they felt extremely real, but at the end of the day, it still wasn’t the real deal.

This was different.

This was real steel and real engines and real heat shimmering off a hull that had descended into Jupiter’s atmosphere and come back whole.

It sat on the runway like something that didn’t belong in this world. It was too sleek and too perfect, with every of its surface catching the sunlight at angles that made it look almost alive.

Nobody spoke for a full ten seconds.

Liam smiled and walked ahead to the space shuttle, leaving them to process it at their own pace.

The circular boarding platform descended from the spacecraft’s underside with a soft mechanical hiss. Liam gestured for the first group to step on, and before the words had fully left his mouth, Matt, Alex, and Harper were already moving, nearly elbowing each other in their rush to get there first.

The platform rose slowly.

Kristopher, Stacy, Kristy, Lana, and Elise watched from below, their necks craned upward as the three disappeared into the spacecraft’s belly. The ascending platform made no sound beyond the quiet hum of its mechanism.

“I feel like I’m watching a movie,” Lana said quietly.

Nobody disagreed.

Two minutes later, the platform came back down for the rest of them.

***

Inside, the spacecraft was nothing like they expected.

It wasn’t cramped like a rocket capsule or sterile like an operating room. The interior was wide and purposeful, every surface designed with clear intent. The seats were arranged in a semicircle behind the captain’s chair, each one solid and fitted with restraints that looked more advanced than anything in a commercial aircraft.

Liam took the captain’s chair. His friends settled into their seats, eyes still moving over every detail, touching armrests and panels with careful fingers like they were afraid it would disappear.

He gave the flight system command to take them to the Lunar Base Sanctuary.

The holographic displays came alive in response, data streaming across multiple panels. The engine beneath them deepened in pitch. Then, without drama or warning, the spacecraft lifted vertically.

“We’re already moving?” Stacy said, looking out the window. The runway was dropping away beneath them, the island shrinking fast.

“How fast are we going?” Alex asked.

Liam didn’t answer. He intends to just let them watch.

The sky outside the windows shifted, the bright morning blue deepening as they climbed. The island below became a green shape surrounded by ocean, then just a shape, then nothing distinguishable at all. The horizon began to curve.

“Oh,” Elise said softly, her hand pressed flat against the glass. “Oh, that’s…”

She didn’t finish the sentence.

The blue faded by degrees, softening through pale violet, then deep indigo, then a darkness that wasn’t quite black. Stars appeared, faint at first, then sharp and permanent. Earth’s atmosphere gave way beneath them like a curtain being pulled aside.

And then they were in space.

No one said anything for a long moment.

Matt had his phone pressed to the window at an angle, trying to capture the view, but then he stopped and just looked. His phone lowered to his lap. His mouth was slightly open.

“We’re actually in space,” he said. The excitement was still there, but it had become quieter.

“We’re actually in space,” Alex echoed, his voice barely above a whisper.

The spacecraft’s artificial gravity held them firmly in their seats, so there was no floating, no disorientation. But the stillness outside the windows, that perfect, absolute stillness of the void, told them everything their bodies couldn’t.

They all had their phones out within seconds, capturing everything. The curve of Earth below, the sharpness of the stars, the impossible depth of the darkness stretching in every direction. Kristy switched between photos and video, unable to decide. Lana held her phone steady and still, her expression composed but her eyes bright with something that looked close to tears.

Even Kristopher, usually the most composed of the group, sat forward in his seat with his elbows on his knees, staring out the window like a man who had just been told a secret he’d been waiting his whole life to hear.

Nobody talked much. The view didn’t invite conversation. It invited silence.

Minutes passed.

Earth continued to shrink behind them as the spacecraft accelerated smoothly along its course. The Moon appeared ahead, no longer the flat disc they’d known from a lifetime of looking up at the night sky, but a world. A real world, with terrain and shadows and depth. The craters that looked small and distant from Earth were vast and ancient up close, each one a scar carved over billions of years.

“It’s so much bigger,” Harper said.

“Everything looks bigger from up here,” Liam replied.

The spacecraft banked in a long, graceful arc, beginning its approach. The Moon’s surface grew beneath them, the gray landscape spreading outward until it filled the lower half of every window. The spacecraft curved around the visible side and continued toward the far side, the side that never faced Earth.

The side no one ever saw.

“Why the far side?” Kristy asked, her camera still recording.

“Isolation,” Liam said. “No line of sight to Earth. No interference and no surveillance satellites can reach it.”

Kristy lowered her phone slightly. “You built something out here that you’re hiding from the world.”

It wasn’t a question.

Liam met her eyes in the reflection of the forward glass. “For now,” he said.

She held his gaze for a moment, then turned back to the window without pushing further. She understood instinctively that the answer was larger than this conversation.

The spacecraft crossed the lunar terminator, that sharp line between sunlight and shadow, and the familiar craters and plains gave way to terrain that human eyes had never studied from this close.

Then the base came into view.

The collective reaction was immediate and total.

Stacy pressed both hands against the window. Matt made a sound that wasn’t quite a word. Elise sat completely still, her phone forgotten in her grip. Harper leaned so far forward his seatbelt pulled taut.

Below them, spreading across several square kilometers of lunar surface, was a complex that had no business existing. Domed structures rose from the gray dust, connected by enclosed corridors that glittered faintly in the harsh sunlight. Communication arrays reached upward in clusters. What appeared to be weapon platforms sat at measured intervals along the perimeter, functional and deliberate. Lights moved along the surface, automated systems running their routines without pause.

And above it all, in low lunar orbit, was the familiar behemoth from the livestreams.

“Liam,” Matt said slowly, his voice stripped of all its usual energy. “Is that the massive spacecraft from the livestream?”

“Yes, that’s the Emperor Class-I Starship: Voyager” Liam said, guiding the spacecraft toward the base below.

“Insane…” Matt muttered.

The spacecraft descended in a controlled arc, the landing sequence engaging automatically. Thrusters adjusted their angle of approach with precise bursts, slowing their velocity as the base grew larger beneath them.

The landing docks came into view, a row of reinforced platforms carved into the lunar surface with mechanical precision, each one marked with guide lights that pulsed in a steady rhythm.

The spacecraft settled into its designated dock with barely a tremor and the engine hum faded to silence.

For a moment, none of them moved. They sat in their seats looking out the windows at the base surrounding them on all sides, at the lunar surface stretching gray and still beyond the dock, at the black sky above filled with more stars than they had ever seen in their lives.

Then Matt exhaled, long and slow.

“Liam,” he said, his voice quieter than it had ever been, “what exactly have you been building out here?”

Liam unclipped his restraint and stood, looking at each of them in turn. His friends stared back, their earlier excitement transformed into something deeper, a mix of wonder and the dawning realization that the world they thought they understood was far larger than they knew.

“Come on, I’ll show you,” he said with a smile.