Eight hundred and seventieth eight chapters behind the net
In fact, sometimes, I am also extremely curious about my own existence. Well, I know that in most cases, the girls at home only have four words to evaluate themselves, that is, just eat and wait to die, and occasionally
With the addition of prefixes or suffixes such as daddy and idiot, their evaluation is not wrong at all. If you regard me as a pot of soup made by Sandora, then what will happen to the above attributes?
It has the same level of toxic substances as the soup - I think this is an advantage.
But while I was eating and waiting to die, I would occasionally think about some very profound issues, such as where I came from and where I went, the dialectical relationship between the void and the abyss, and why I didn’t have any problems after I became a void creature.
Face, for example, which space was the food Sandora ate stored in, or was it directly involved in the nuclear reaction and disappeared? These profound questions often make me fall into a very ethereal state. This ethereal state most of the time
Appeared before dinner, so several girls in my family often said that I was not thinking about anything else while eating, but I knew that it was Sandra who was waiting to be fed...
Okay, I admit, the sudden thought of this on a whim was completely caused by Bingtis suddenly telling himself that in the distant God Realm, Father God was painstakingly preparing a five-billion-year plan. He was studying himself and preparing to give all
Void creatures have divided into a clearly described racial classification, and there are currently three members of this race including myself, and one of them is at the other end of the void that cannot be reached with eight poles.
Can I announce with great horror that one-third of my clan is missing?
"Void creatures are just void creatures. I think there's no need to worry about this," I scratched my hair and looked at Bingtis with a confused expression, "Isn't this a race?"
"All the void creatures discovered so far are very different from the life structure to the power system. They can all pick themselves out and form their own line." Bingtis rolled his eyes, "Of course, there are only three of these void creatures in total.
So Father God is very curious. He doesn’t know whether it is possible for void creatures to become a whole group. At the beginning, there were only two void creatures we knew about. Therefore, Father God thinks that this kind of comparative analysis is of little value, because for one race,
In other words, the smallest even number of samples cannot prove the existence of universal laws, and if you are the third one, then it has higher research value, so Father God ambitiously wants to..."
"I want to rub the three of us together to see if we have anything in common, and then prepare to get a racial household registration for myself." I felt cold sweat oozing out from my forehead, and looked at Bingtis's blood-red pair with a strange feeling.
With a look of seductive eyes, he said, "Why are all of you gods like this... Why does Father God do this when he is usually free to study this?"
Bingtis thought about it seriously and told me: "His balls hurt."
I was sweating profusely on the spot. I looked as if I was about to die of dehydration. I didn't react for half a minute. When I did, I couldn't think of anything to say for another half a minute. In the end, I could only say nothing to the unabashed female gangster in front of me.
With an adoring look in her eyes, completely convinced by Ya's moral values and integrity, Bingtis noticed my gaze and said plausibly: "What's wrong? I do respect Father God, but no matter how much I respect you,
He can't help but feel his balls hurt... Hey, why don't you say anything?"
I thought about it and said with a distorted expression: "My balls hurt..."
Really, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have believed that Bingtis, a female gangster, could spit out ivory from her mouth from the beginning. I shouldn't have believed that she still had the most basic moral values and common sense of moral integrity in her mind. I shouldn't have believed this.
This guy would let himself set off calmly to the depths of the void to find the world that was (suspected to be) destroyed by Viska, and he shouldn't say that he was in pain in front of her. Really, because I just finished saying this.
The out-of-the-box goddess immediately subconsciously said a total of five words with punctuation: "I'll help you rub it?"
Then, Shandora just teleported over and asked him to set off.
Then I spent ten minutes explaining to Shandora that I was really not injured and did not need to be rubbed anywhere. However, Bingtis, an unabashed guy, gave up after getting into trouble and destroyed the spacecraft in these ten minutes.
All the corners of the bridge are covered with "Visit Here" written on it, which complements the "Visit Here" written lightly.
I tentatively think it was her trying to relieve her shyness, otherwise I really couldn't control my urge to beat her up, and of course I might not be able to beat her.
Because we don’t know what the void structure temporarily named “Gray Net” is, we made sufficient preparations before departure, such as bringing the most elite Royal Fleet and Revenge Fleet, and also brought
As super-powerful thugs, the five-man group of protoss snipers and the humanoid lightning rod Great Prophet Lin are not so paranoid that they directly lead the celestial system fleet to the scene. This configuration is enough to sweep many things, such as Viska's back then.
Legion of Destruction. Although Viska can no longer remember how many ships his Legion of Destruction has, it shouldn’t be more than the enemies in the Great Nebula, right?
"The fleet is in good synchronization and we are about to arrive."
The Imperial Admiral's shipboard host emits a soft and deep synthetic female voice, and the giant holographic projection high in the command hall gradually lights up, showing a deep darkness. This is the "image" of the void currently scanned, because there is zero information.
, the feedback came back only a piece of black, but soon, the powerful communication array of the main flagship established a connection with the Garden of Death. The unique super observation system of the Garden of Death transmitted to us the void in its field of vision, the holographic projection in mid-air.
It was immediately covered with that kind of gray and black mysterious lines that seemed to be connected by countless enlarged versions of snowflakes.
Using a third-party eye to simulate the radar system of the spacecraft is a somewhat delayed move. In battle, this observation method is the worst choice. But now, our purpose is just to find out what is going on here. So this observation method
It works very well.
Maybe because I have been idle for too long on earth, all the girls and troublemakers in the family are in a state of extreme boredom, so when they heard that there was something going on this time, all the people came over to take advantage of it.
It is said that there are more people and more power, and there is a group of out-of-standard creatures sitting in charge. The "remnants" left by Viska from back then cannot cause much trouble. Okay, I can accept this statement, but to be honest, if it weren't for Lin Xue's
I silently proved that there is no danger in this operation. I will never allow these guys to come together - after all, this is not an outing, right? And this time even Busujima is coming...
"Although I don't want to be someone who lags behind you on the battlefield, at least you can take me out to see the world without causing any trouble to you, right?"
This is what Saeko told me at the time. She had just returned from school. You must still remember that in order to get her out of her unrealistic "maid career", I forcibly sent her to the Imperial Palace.
I heard that she took a lot of elective courses in the college for further study. I don’t know if something in these subjects once again stimulated this girl’s stubborn brain. This time she wanted to follow no matter what.
Everyone came out together, her attitude was like a somewhat strong sister making demands to her brother in a tone that had finally softened. After being nudged hard for a long time, I could only put her into the spaceship, and now she is still in high spirits.
She fiddles with the chair with the intelligent response function, giving the chair an average of four or five posture adjustment instructions per second. Optimistically, I estimate that the chair is going crazy - but it is indeed a good situation for her to be quiet while playing.
Ding Dong is above, and everything he does usually seems to be close to the Nine Astronomical Levels. "According to the inference of my subordinates, when a spaceship releases the void 'navigation' state, increases its information release rate, and shows a sufficiently strong psionic reaction,
It will be captured by the 'net' here. According to the regularity of those pictures, the other end of the net should be a place that still maintains order, but this is only theoretically the case."
"I still want to ask, are those networks connected by snowflakes... really a network? I mean, can you tell me how big it is?"
I raised my hand and curiously said what I had never understood.
"Of course not," Tavel shook his head with a smile, "Nets are just patterns or trends presented by information. In the void, except for the protection of the world barrier, nothing orderly will appear. We can only say
The information here forms a grid, but when analyzed in terms of time and space, there is no space for this grid to exist, so it does not actually exist. It is like a logic tree in a software system. Its image may be a
A grid is created, but the memory core used to store it has no trace of it."
"Oh, I understand," I nodded clearly, "the real spaceship is actually isolated by a firewall that only exists in the conceptual layer, because in the void state, the conceptual layer and the material layer are actually the same thing. Probability
Determined that all things are the same.”
"It can be roughly understood this way." Tavel nodded, and then disappeared on the bridge with a flash, probably returning to the scientific research base to continue analyzing the information structure here.
Information came from the Revenge Fleet. The flagship of the fleet, the Revenge Angel-class starship "PL-15", the shipboard soul appeared on the giant holographic projection in the form of a constantly deforming crystal polyhedron: "Your Majesty, this ship will be based on
The conjecture of Chief Researcher Tavel is to expand my information output, I will maintain maximum communication intensity, please follow this ship at any time."
"Are you going in person?"
Sandora looked at the geometric image on the projection and said, "You are the chief flagship."
"This ship is equipped with the most excellent control system, a cross-void communication unit that simulates His Majesty Chen Jun's spiritual power. At the same time, there is no burden on the crew. There is no other spaceship more suitable for this mission than this ship," pl-15 said in a business-like manner.
The tone mentioned several points that made it more suitable for this task, so Sandora could only nod: "Proceed with caution. If a battle breaks out on the other side, your first priority is to protect yourself."
"This ship understands."
The image of PL-15 disappeared from the communication screen. Then, we saw something else appear on the void surveillance screen that was originally empty except for the mesh structure. It was a large, thickly armored, specially-equipped Eternal-class ship.
The originally smooth covering armor of the mothership and battleship has been opened, revealing the numerous anti-aircraft positions and enhanced shield recharge terminals below, making this behemoth look like a formidable meat grinder. It is the revenge fleet's
The general flagship, soul and spaceship have been integrated into one, so there is no single crew member in the fully autonomous battleship "PL-15", Sandora's former great warlord.
It shut down several main engines while sailing in the void, and was the first to enter the coordinates of the original incident of the reconnaissance ship. Then it began to increase the output power of various radars, releasing massive amounts of information carrying psionic energy to all directions.
Thinking that the spaceship was actually a spiritual body, I couldn't help but associate it with a general standing in front of the enemy's formation and shouting provocations.
Then, it suddenly disappeared from the sight of all surveillance equipment.
Even a large mothership cannot withstand the impact of that net!
We had already expected that a behemoth like the specially-equipped Eternal Mothership would also be affected by the weird information structure here, but we never expected that it would be like a small void reconnaissance ship, not even for a second.
Hang in there.
But after being prepared, Tavel still discovered something.
The mesh structure was "refreshed" the moment the spacecraft disappeared. Although the scan results of the Garden of Death showed that its structure had not changed, Tavel found that all the information inside it had changed, as if the firewall still existed, and the encoding method
But it changed from binary to octal.
"Every time something is swallowed, the information here will update itself, so we can't track where it was ultimately transmitted by installing a tracker on the previous spacecraft," Sandora nodded slightly after hearing the report from the scientific research base.
, "Now we are waiting for the response from pl-15, it will not be settled so easily."
Shandora is right. Although pl-15 has disappeared from all surveillance equipment, we firmly believe that it can accomplish its mission. Tavel has analyzed the network many times and determined that except for the strange structure,
In addition, that thing does not have any direct destructive power, and the information radiation of the network also shows that there is no dangerous energy accumulation on the opposite side of it. Coupled with Lin Xue's instructions, there is a 99% possibility that the network will
It's just a shielding thing that isolates a certain place. As the most powerful Eternal-class mothership, the pl-15 should not encounter danger in this kind of mission. Now we wait for it to find the main flagship.
The method to restore contact should not take long. By studying my daily mental fluctuations, Tavel finally established a brand new mathematical model. Through this mathematical model, he encoded the existing cross-void communication device, which greatly improved the
It greatly improves the communication success rate of these devices in the face of extreme interference environments. There is nothing in the world that is more difficult to deal with than the void itself, so theoretically, this communication method that simulates the thinking of void creatures is
Can break through all interference - as long as there is enough time.
Sure enough, just a few minutes later, an exciting voice sounded on the bridge: "Received communication from the Grand Overseer!"
"pl-15, how is the situation over there?"
Shandora asked eagerly, the image of the great warlord did not appear in the holographic projection, and only the sound signal was transmitted. The "net" suppressed communication was surprisingly strong.
"I'm in an extremely weird space," pl-15's voice sounded a little distorted, with a high pitch and intermittent high notes, "it's closed here, the border is so close... There are no normal celestial bodies, but there are a lot of distortions."
The wreckage, they... they are stacked together in strange ways. There are life reactions in the space... The space itself cannot be marked with coordinates, it is not a world, nor is it a void outpost, the scan has not found any hostile targets, etc.,
I found the signals of the two void reconnaissance ships, they are not far away."
The voice of pl-15 was interrupted for a while, and soon another voice rang: "This is the captain of the void reconnaissance ship No. 8355. We have important intelligence reports. This is a ruined space with life. It may be
A fragment of a certain world, but it has been transformed into a closed and independent 'pseudo-world' by some extremely powerful information source. There are no celestial bodies in the space, but there are a large number of shipwrecks from the old empire era, forming a simple
In the galaxy, intelligent biological communities have been discovered in these debris. Special correspondents have contacted them, but the feedback information is very complicated. Their society is chaotic, their technology is a mess, their culture is fragmented, and they are ignorant of their own situation.
We can only confirm that they are survivors who survived the end of the world. We did not rush to destroy their order and waited for orders from superiors. Now our ship has merged with the pl-15 ship and is in a concealed state."
Sandora and I looked at each other, and then connected the communication with pl-15: "Is there a way to escape from that space? Is it safe there?"
"Unless this place is destroyed, we can only crack the mechanism of the formation of this space," pl-15 replied, "No threatening targets have been found in this space, and the threat to the indigenous residents is extremely low - unless they use the remains of the old empire.
so."
"Then the threat level is zero," Sandora nodded and said, "The general flagship will enter the target space and give us a guidance signal to a safe position. Don't disturb the natives yet."
After confirming that the space hidden behind the "net" had no threat and was just isolated from the outside world, Sandora made the decision to enter that space. However, only the Imperial Admiral entered, and the huge main fleet was temporarily left behind by us.
Stand by in the void, because according to reports, that space is really small and pitiful. It is not even much bigger than the solar system. It is unnecessary for the huge imperial fleet to be crowded in such a place. Anyway, the method of entering this space is very simple. The fleet outside
You can come in at any time to deal with emergencies - and I don’t think any emergencies will arise in such a space with only large ruins.!