Little Einsteins Rocket Flying Novels & Stories

He was searching for one specific engineer to join the *Galax-Zee* project—his most ambitious mission yet. Rising Sun Tech specialized in high-level, modern aerospace innovation. They designed cutting-edge rockets and spacecrafts, not only for his own ventures in space but also for global research institutions. Logan’s company, the Anderson Group, had already ventured into the future colonizing planets, building tech-savvy spaceships, and even leading advancements in the electric vehicle and aerospace sectors. The engineer in question had recently made history developing the world’s first electric-propelled rocket, a groundbreaking invention that shook the global space community.

"Tell me more, Maa. I'm all ears." Leena leaned back, lost in the memories. "Well, there was this one time when he decided he was going to build a rocket and fly to the moon. Mind you, he was about eight years old then." Kiara burst into laughter. "A rocket? That's ambitious for an eight-year-old!"

A figure emerged from it, dressed in a distinct security uniform. It was Logan! He carried a large bag on his back, yet it didn't hinder his movement. The rocket continued its trajectory, seemingly aimed directly at Logan's head. The crowd was horrified, their attention fixated, forgetting to blink. Something incredible happened. Just as the rocket was about to impact the warehouse, Logan's hands blurred as he made intricate gestures before pushing them outward. The rocket froze in mid-air for a second. The crowd anticipated an explosion, but icicles materialized around it, enveloping the entire missile. It changed its trajectory slightly before gently landing on the roof.

I ask, my heart in my throat. "Yes, it's freaking awesome," Trent answers with gusto. "We've been crafting a matchstick rocket, making it only out of tin foil, a safety pin, and a paper clip. Simple but effective. Add some soda rocks and we got ourselves a proper take off." Trent high fives Gavin who chuckles along with him. "You're not worried or scared?" I ask again biting my lip the second the words are out of my mouth. "I mean considering..." My voice trails off along with my eyes to look over at Nate. He hasn't touched his lunch which is sitting next to him on the grass.

I just had to keep him talking. "So when do I hear about this Exodus," I said, sweeping my arm around Carl and leading him away from the computer. "I'd like to hear all about it." Carl looked enthused, a beaming grin spreading across his face, and he turned towards me. I followed his lead as we marched a few dozen feet away towards a large tarp, and stopped. "Well," he said, "everyone loves rapid-fire rocket weapons. You have your small Pinata, your Orkan, and they're great, but this-"

Keenan squeaked and moved to the passenger seat, whereas Marek helped me hold up the back. “How many rockets?” “Four.” I wrinkled my nose. “Only?” Lorenzo snorted. “If you can’t do it in two, I don’t know my sister very well.” Taking the ladder up, Marek helped me get the launcher through the hole before I set it up on the roof. Normally it would take a couple guys to help hold it but this one was modified to have a stand and allow one person to be able to aim. Marek handed me a rocket and I held it in my hands. This was always a dream of mine to be able to fire one of these. Carefully, I loaded the rocket with a shit-eating grin on my face.

Uriel pointed to the pebble he had thrown on the bridge. “How are we supposed to cross the bridge?” Jocey asked, directing her gaze at her. “Since the bridge can detect any kind of movements, how about we throw pebbles on the bridge while we fly across? Instead of the beam to hit it would hit the pebbles instead.” Uriel said, asking everyone to get some pebbles. “That's a great idea. Well everyone let's go.” Elena said, flying through the bridge. She threw a pebble as she flew and kept throwing the pebbles on the bridge making sure the beams hit the pebbles instead of her.

He told me to calm down first, take water and speak with patience. I, " Sir, I have a very good plan. The rocket which was going to be completed this month can be used to get enough energy for the time machine . Look, energy can travel in a straight line which is very cost effective and it can only be available when we consume that energy from the universe not from earth. " Arvind sir, " Yes I will listen to you after complete preparation so that it becomes easy for me to know your mind 100%. Just let me have this call, we will continue later. "

Nonetheless, it delivered. “Route charted” It said, putting H-6 in the middle of the fight. He increased power to the engines, primed the rockets and the cannon. Another wild wind danced through the wind tunnel created by the city’s spires. He rode its fury towards the center. “Bike, launch crowd control” Latches opened, several mechanical insects flew ahead. Watch Flies they were called, shaped like dragonflies and as long as an arm. They carried a pulse gun that shot lethal and stun rounds. Had your back when no one else was there. Perfect for the situation.

My face was all serious with both my hands on my pockets trying to breathe fine. It’s another day to build up this hope that she will be back. Jethro still didn’t approve of what I just said to him the other day. I don’t know what came up to me that I suddenly uttered those words. Not wanting to sound like giving up, I immediately changed my mind. Some dark idea clouded my head that time. When he said that I should fly to my moon.