Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters Sandora is hungry
"Information dog, the child's father...,
After leaving such a sentence, Paopao closed her eyes, and the old god was immersed in her own world: probably leading more than 10,000 Shepards and Dia[..com]
o Luo Luan Brick may be in Demacia, but he is not participating in our topic anyway.
She has already screened the valuable information from the spacecraft log and listed it in front of us.
The rest of the reasoning and analysis is no longer what her supercomputing machine is good at, so Bubbles smartly pushed this matter to Sandora and me.
Of course, the cracked log information is not just a video and a name, it also has a lot of things, including many inexplicable galaxy coordinates, spaceship nouns, battleship navigation records, and a set of battleship crew rules, and there are all kinds of things that are incomprehensible.
There are many more things, and Sandora is browsing these professional things quickly, but our topic is still focused on the information revealed in the video just now.
"This spaceship fell into the hands of a group of carbon-based creatures for some unknown reason." Shandora stared at the rapidly refreshing holographic screen, with dots of light moving in her big sea-blue eyes. "It was definitely not handed over through normal channels.
Their, Viska would not do such a thing... Look at these things, and the voices in the record just now. These people of unknown origin have given many new names to the equipment on this eternal battleship,
They called the spaceship the Ancient God Envoy class and used the psionic shield as a protective cover. When they were attacked, their reaction was ridiculous. They did not organize an effective counterattack based on the characteristics of the imperial warship, so that in just a few minutes
The shield system of the spacecraft was overloaded." "By the way, who do you think attacked them?" I asked suddenly.
Shandora pointed to a still image on the screen, which was extracted from the spacecraft log. When the battleship was attacked, another external probe recorded the image 1. I roughly judged that it should be the eternal level.
The anti-aircraft artillery position in the rear half of the battleship has been swallowed up by a ball of white light. The numerous close-in defense guns are distorted into many abstract black filaments under the high-energy impact. Within that ball of white light, there are about five or six
A fuzzy little black figure, vaguely familiar, but unfortunately I still couldn't remember what it was after thinking about it.
Sandora had already figured out that her understanding of imperial weapons was extraordinary. She just glanced at it and clearly stated the models of those little black figures: "XG Gravedigger, super heavy jump missile, launcher
It can then make an effective jump within one light-year, appear directly within two kilometers of the target and launch a terminal guided attack. It also has the ability to track again. After the target escapes through a hyperspace jump, it can track the remaining space beacons for up to three times.
In pursuit, high-speed spacecraft can easily get rid of such super-heavy missiles, but spacecraft like the Eternal class that cannot transmit multiple times in a row can only resist. They are a powerful weapon against large battleships. In fleet battles 1
One-third of the large spaceships were killed by this series of jump weapons. The spaceship called "Hope" was really unlucky. It didn't get any hope at all. "The spaceship was hit by imperial weapons.
"Come down." I nodded clearly. This was another piece of information with a lot of information, but it was not unexpected at all. I have now completely calmed down about the old empire's behavior of littering non-burnable garbage everywhere, as if no matter what world happens,
Moths have to have one or two piles of Xiling heritage mixed in, otherwise the whole world will be incomplete. The only thing that is a bit surprising this time is that even Huesca has littered with non-burnable garbage.
It's the age of the world, but it doesn't matter. Although that girl always followed the policy of eating everything when she swept the world, she was also a loser. After the battle with Atlantis, she even lost her own clone.
They were all lost, and they are still hanging in the sky. "Do you think the people who attacked this eternal battleship are also people from another world? I have a hunch." Sandora raised her eyebrows: "A group of carbon-based creatures have mastered the ancient times.
He learned to control the nerds, and now they are fighting? This is a reasonable explanation, but without definite evidence, nothing can be said." I smiled and said that I was not responsible for my imagination.
, I consider myself relatively good at it, but Sandora values information based on precise evidence. In other words, this is the difference between professional and amateur: she is a professional ruler and military strategist. Tens of millions of years ago,
It started to sweep across the galaxy, and what I was best at more than three years ago was jumping over the wall with Qianqian to surf the Internet or throwing sex when taking the English test...
"Anyway, nothing is clear now. My guess may be the truth." I reached out and stroked Shandora's smooth blond hair. I don't know when I developed this habit. Anyway, I was with her.
When we are together, I can't help but want to play with her hair, just like subconsciously twisting the clockwork on the girl's back when she is with the mercury lamp. "You know, I suddenly thought of Mobrado."
Sandora immediately looked at me suspiciously.
"They also have a "legacy" in their hands, even though they don't have a spaceship like the Eternal Class. If the Pope hadn't appeared, maybe Mobrado would have killed his own people sooner or later, until his brains were bleeding. In this way, the Pope is actually still
He has merit, even though he locked up the power of the entire civilization, at least he did not let the world be washed away by psionic energy for three hundred years." "What kind of mess is this? The jump is so big." Sandora poked her with her elbow.
Poke me in the stomach. "Let's talk about this log first. The coordinate system it records is really strange. See for yourself." A pile of colorful numbers and symbols instantly filled my eyes, which made people feel confused.
I have the urge to flee: Is such a professional thing meant for people on earth to see?
Shandora also knew what my level was. She pointed twice and simplified the numbers and symbols into a spherical three-dimensional dot matrix. Coupled with the dimensions marked in large characters, it finally seemed much easier to understand.
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"This is the star map recorded in the spacecraft log," Sandora said in a sleepy voice, "and it is the general star map. In other words, all the cosmic coordinates recorded by the disintegrated Eternity-class starship are within such a range.
This point is the farthest point it has sailed. You see, there is a word marked on it. According to their writing system, it translates to "the place of termination."
"It's less than half the gravitational boundary of the solar system... The farthest distance that the spacecraft can fly in its lifetime is less than one light-year? Is this the range of its activities?"
"Isn't it strange?" Sandora chuckled softly. "The Eternal Class is a mothership that can support cross-world expeditions. A light-year distance is not even a warm-up for it, but the information on the spacecraft log
This is what the star map says, and its route range does not exceed one light-year. I can’t imagine that a group of space civilizations with normal minds would be content to wander around like this in front of their own homes after acquiring such a spacecraft.”
"You can really destroy things." I felt a toothache. I had a spaceship that could easily cross the world, but I only dared to circle around my own solar system. What a weird group of guys they were. Do they have any ambition?
If nothing else, just look at the audacious people on earth. Even if you give them a single fighter plane, they will dare to colonize Centauri in two years. This is a kind of courage, a civilized person who dares to fly into space.
The most basic courage required by civilization, so when I learned that this Eternal-class battleship that crashed on Mars was only used as a means of transportation within the star system after being acquired by a group of humans from another world with unknown origins, I can only sigh.
It's really a strange flower in the boring world.
"You can't draw conclusions too early." Sandora was very open-minded. "Look at these coordinates. All coordinates close to the border have warning marks. This is intriguing. Maybe they are not unwilling to go out, but there is something prohibiting them.
They left their own star system. What I am curious about is what can trap an enlightened civilization with an Eternal-class battleship. This is more concerning than how those people from other worlds obtained an imperial starship." "And also.
One thing is, how did a civilization that couldn't even leave the solar system learn to fly a spaceship like the Eternal?" I also thought about it, "That Bixi is not a bicycle. Anyone can ride it after a few hits. A space battleship, even if
Release all its authority, and if you hand it over to a bunch of primitive people, they won't be able to drive it away, right?" "Don't guess too much, the more you guess, the more it will interfere with your judgment." Sandora said to me gently
Shaking his head, "Especially since this thing was left by Huesca. Do you think it's normal for her to throw things around?"
The navigation log is still being refreshed rapidly on the holographic projection. Most of the things on it are boring. Most of them are when the spacecraft will be launched, when it will be replenished, what the situation is like in a certain section at what time, and some technicians are extremely boring.
One or two nonsense words written in the logbook when they were young, such as "XX brought me two big cakes" or "Today's steamed buns in the cafeteria are too strong" appeared in the logbook of an imperial starship, which made Sando
La’s brows furrowed more than once. Finally, after an eloquent article criticizing the canteen food more than 300 times appeared in the footnotes of the voyage log, our Majesty the Queen suddenly burst out, grabbing my arm and pointing at the screen.
I got angry: "How can their canteen be so irresponsible!" Me: "..."
Obviously, for Shandora, the keyword that attracts her attention is always "eat,..."
After I started to fall asleep, Sandora finally quickly browsed all the valuable information in the voyage log. Now we can be sure of three things: First, the Eternal-class battleship that crashed on Mars has been destroyed by a group of aliens.
The world is occupied by intelligent creatures, and their groups may also control more imperial weapons, including spaceships and heavy artillery batteries, and then they are still hostile to each other and fighting with each other.
Second, the level of civilization of humans in other worlds is a contradiction. The star map shows that their understanding of the universe is limited to one light-year, but they have an imperial spaceship on hand that can instantly rush to the end of the universe, and they
She also knew how to control the spacecraft. Regarding this contradiction, Sandora could only temporarily judge that there was something outside the star system of those "carbon-based monkeys" intercepting all aircraft trying to get out.
Third, "their" world also has steamed buns, and the steamed buns are often steamed in the cafeteria.
Sandora believed that the third point was crucial information, which made her immediately feel that her current life was particularly beautiful: at least Anweina's steamed sour buns had never become too alkaline.
Okay, that girl is just hungry again, that's what she's talking about.
After coming out of the nest, Sandora kept complaining that she was hungry, but it was only 10:30 in the morning, and it was not meal time, so I could only take her to the food street in Shadow City to look for food, using various snacks.
Snacks to soothe the Queen's grumpy stomach.
The food street in Shadow City is located at the coordinates corresponding to the food street in the old city of K city in the real world, but the scale is much larger. Most of the people operating here are those who have nothing to do all day long. Even if they occasionally go on missions, they are just dispatched.
The heroic spirits who took part in separate activities, these guys who only know how to harm the natural environment in Avalon after eating and drinking, have a lot of time to do many strange things in the Shadow City, such as passing the exam at the Imperial Military Academy
As an honorary teacher, he taught the Misaka girls some very strange and dangerous knowledge, and then went out to sell oden and Shandong multi-grain pancakes when there was no class, just like those who wore masks before leaving school after preparing for class.
The sad teachers who sell steamed buns in the streets for more than ten kilometers to support their families, the only difference is that they don't have the integrity and moral integrity of the latter.
But it can also be said that they have greatly enriched the daily life of Shadow City, making this military city not as boring as a strict military camp everywhere.
After all, most of the people living here are heroic leaders from various worlds, or imperial people with a mission. Do you think any of these people can do nothing all day long and just set up stationary on the street?
From the kebab stall? Laura sold boiled fish in the North Second Ring Road for two days, but Isana complained on the third day. We all said she deserved it...
By the way, when it comes to the imperial people who are too busy to engage in self-employment, that bastard Cicaro is not included. Recently, they have fallen to the point of undertaking pedicure care. Pandora and Huesca are trying to figure out whether to use that
The old boy will be imprisoned for 10,000 years, and then expelled from his hometown. When Paopao gets bored, we can put a piece of cloth on the old boy's eyes and stick two kitchen knives on his back, and let him explode the equipment...
You can see how much the first family hates that unrepentant guy.
While Sandora and I were sitting at the Malatang stall waiting to eat, my mind was basically constantly scrolling with these messy things. I didn’t even know what I was thinking about, but I guess it was just for
Just think about it so that your mind will not be empty. I have a good habit, that is, once I encounter something I can’t understand, I will try to put it aside. But I also have a bad habit, that
It's just a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. After putting the problem aside, I always feel that something is missing, so I have to refill my brain with messy things. For example, this time, a pile of voyage logs made me think about the crashed spaceship.
After becoming even more confused and finding that I couldn't figure out these things, I decided to think about how to train Sicaro into an experience basket that can level up people to five levels after killing him, and when Sandora will be full.
The sound of teeth grinding quickly and softly, like a small animal gnawing nuts, was still coming from beside her. Shandora was looking at the disposable chopstick tube and sterilized plate not far away. She had eaten in the morning.
She is very full, but that is meaningless. Her Majesty the Queen always feels hungry at any time. Even if she does not eat or drink for tens of thousands of years, she will not starve to death, but it is hard to say whether she will die of slander. And for Sandora
Talking and slandering means you are hungry.
Cu Chulainn was busy at the stove not far away. The heroic hero in the past was now wearing a street stall T-shirt with a total value of about fifty yuan. There was an apron with Crayon Shin-chan painted on it hanging in front of his body.
He grabbed a handful of Malatang ingredients and was putting them into the boiling water. Behind him was a large group of people lined up, including more than a dozen Heroic Spirits that he knew and didn't know. Even Red A and Hercules were there.
Busy with work, more than a dozen stalls next to the Malatang stall have suspended operations, and the only task of this group of ancient heroes now is to make enough Malatang to feed the Queen before she goes berserk. This is a small dish for Anweina.
One plate is enough to keep a dozen supermen busy until they die.
The first thing Sandora saw when she came here was Malatang. Cu Chulainn, you are such a hard worker. Unfortunately, you set up the stall near Cuchulainn. Now you have to do it in order to prevent everything from being eaten.
But the other heroic spirits who came to help were just like fish in the pond.
"Look, they are all scared to death by you."
I gently touched Sandora's elbow and teased her.
"I'm hungry anyway, they should serve the Queen." Sandorat said proudly,
It was as if he was already starving.
"Ahem, strictly speaking, you are not their queen, their leader is Dingdang..."
I muttered in a low voice, feeling like what I said was nonsense.
Sure enough, Sandora immediately gave me a look: "Ding Dang? They listen to Ding Dang, so who does Ding Dang listen to?"
I have nothing to say.
There is actually a concept here that is often overlooked by us, that is, the Heroic Spirit Troops are not actually part of the Imperial Army system, although they are active in most worlds with Imperial activities, and accept the commission of the Space-Time Administration to go to
Each world serves as a firefighter, but in terms of organization, they should be the army of Ding Dang, a vassal of the gods. From another aspect, the resumption of military cooperation between the Star Realm Gods and the Xiling Empire in the new era is actually the result of the collective abduction of the heroic spirits.
It started after I came here and was given a golden finger that could travel infinitely.
However, everyone acquiesces to the fact that this theoretical servant army of the Gods actually has no political organization at all. They take orders from Dingdang, and what Dingdang tells them most often is: "Ask Jun! Dingdang listens."
Arjun’s!”
As a result, even the heroic spirits themselves often thought that their immediate superiors were actually the two Xiling emperors, especially a certain unlucky spearman.
Fortunately, every time they forget their roots, there will be a natural punishment that will strike them down, reminding them who their real boss is. Unfortunately, Cu Chulainn, who is punished by heaven almost every time, is the one who is the last.
He is forgetful, and his intentional or unintentional blasphemy has led to him being called the human lightning rod of Avalon. Sometimes I worry that this unlucky child will simply be destroyed by heaven and earth if he makes a mistake.
The fact that the heroic spirits collectively ignored the superiors of the Gods made Bingtis feel sad at first. The rogue goddess lamented that all the glory of the Gods had been ruined by a little guy as big as a palm. When she said these sanctimonious words, she stood on my coffee table.
Go up, holding the rice cake snatched from Xiaopaopao's mouth...
I think it is a very wise choice for the heroic spirits to unswervingly unite around the imperialist leadership team headed by Sandora and I. At least we are much more reliable than that group of gods.
"Speaking of which, so many heroic spirits have returned. It seems that the chaos on the earth has basically been settled, right?"
I looked at the lively market in the distance and whispered to Sandora.
"Trouble on the earth? I never paid attention to that." Sandora waved her hands indifferently. "Those are all small troubles. Now I want to know which world the crashed spacecraft came from. There is nothing in the voyage log."
There are no world coordinates, and those carbon-based monkeys are messing around. They know nothing about cross-world teleportation technology, and they even modified the coordinate library of the spacecraft without authorization. Now it is impossible to even trace the origin of the spacecraft, and they can only wait for Ding Dong to send it.
The life sample that went to the God Realm has made new progress."
I nodded, and just then the Malatang was on the table. Her Majesty the Queen, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly cheered softly, and instantly fell into the sea of Malatang and could not extricate herself. The aura of worrying about the country and the people and looking down on the world disappeared in an instant.
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And just when I was about to compete with Sandora for food, a figure suddenly appeared next to us.
When I looked up, it turned out to be Medusa wearing a denim shirt.
"Boss, I'm afraid I have some disturbing news for you."
Medusa pushed up her eyes on her nose and said with a wicked smile, "Humanity plans to land on the moon."!