The ruined planet is collapsing bit by bit. The information sent back by some probes that risked their lives to rush into cracks in the earth's crust before losing contact showed that this huge accumulation of debris has a core with amazing energy response and is protected by a series of complex support structures.
It protects this core to prevent it from being damaged under the huge internal pressure of the planet. There is very strong force field interference in the area from the core to the upper mantle. It was this layer of force field interference that prevented us from scanning the interior of the ruined planet at first.
complex structures, mistakenly believing that those are chaotic energy reactions produced by a large number of debris deep inside the planet. But now, the energy source in the planet's core seems to have lost control, and it is releasing energy rapidly. This process destroys its own support structure, and also
The giant debris that makes up the main body of the planet slowly separated, and the energy originally accumulated in the mantle gradually spilled out of the surface. They jumped among the highly conductive spacecraft debris on the planet's surface, and formed a considerable gap above the planet.
An interference band that is several times thicker than the atmosphere is not very harmful to living organisms, but it almost completely blocks the life detection equipment of the search and rescue fleet. The scanning echo from the surface is a mess of garbled codes.
The time left for this planet is less than twenty-four hours. Just now Yoder mentioned the "knowledge" of the ancient times. This record once marked the instability of the ruined planet, and mentioned that when something starts to fall
When it sinks, the planet will lose its balance and gradually disintegrate. This process has a prelude of twenty-four hours, and the timetable obtained by our spacecraft by detecting the rate of decline in the structural strength of the ruined planet is almost the same as this number.
"We must first find a way to remove the civilians on the surface."
My sister looked anxiously at the metal planet that was gradually being completely wrapped by bright cracks on the holographic screen, but her power was suitable for tricking people but definitely not suitable for saving people, and the guy who was good at saving people was now with the little goddess Kuai.
I was so tired that I vomited blood, so my sister felt somewhat powerless.
I immediately turned my head and glanced at Qian Qian, only to find that her eyes had changed to that cold look. The girl who usually jumped around happily was now as cold as ice. She looked expressionlessly at the body that was falling apart in the apocalypse.
The planet slowly floated into the sky: "Although it would be boring to use this power outside of killing...but I know you want me to do this..."
Indescribable spiritual power was released from Qian Qian's body, quickly spread to the low-Earth orbit outside the "Church Spaceship", and then surrounded the entire ruined planet. I found that Qian Qian's power seemed to be stronger than before: in sight,
Everything came to a standstill.
"What we don't lack most is time."
The dark girl said coldly.
I thought about it, then poked the Queen of Time, who was full of heroic spirit: "Girl, at least exclude our search and rescue spacecraft and the civilians waiting for rescue from the stationary range?"
On the holographic projection showing the exterior of the spaceship, all the transport carriers and the search and rescue spacecraft that are shuttled between space and the surface have become static holographic photos. Of course, it is wrong to say that they are completely still. In order to save power, Qianqian still relaxes a little.
Locked in time, these spaceships are now moving at a snail's pace - it seems to me that this is not the first time Qianqian has made such an own mistake.
"..." Darkness was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said coolly, "No wonder you are so tired!"
us:"……"
Qianqian immediately switched her power, from stopping the space and time within the entire low-Earth orbit circle to just stopping the ruined planet below. In an instant, the search and rescue spacecraft slowly trudging through space like a snail regained its speed, and I immediately connected the phone.
Lilina's spiritual connection.
"Boss, I'm so exhausted!"
As soon as the communication was connected, Lilina's voice was heard crying for her father and mother, "The entire planet! We must protect the entire planet! The goddess has transformed! I can't channel such a powerful force even if it kills me, okay?
Okay! Hurry up, if you’re a little late you’ll have to come to the North Pole to recycle spicy lolita!”
I judged from the other party's voice that Ya could still hold on for at least ten hours, so I decisively gave her a new task: "Qianqian has stopped the time of the planet, but I'm afraid it won't last long. Now you and Dingdang try to search
All the lives on the entire planet... you don't need to treat them all. There should be no more wounded when time stops. You two take advantage of these few minutes to mark all the lives. No matter what method you use, identify them.
location, and then sends the distribution map to the information link. The search and rescue fleet needs to navigate, and their scanners are jammed."
Lilina immediately agreed happily. Before ending the mental connection, I vaguely heard Dingdang's joyful voice: "Arjun, Arjun, Dingdang is awesome!"
From this, I judged with greater certainty that Lilina and Dingdang, the master and servant, could definitely hold on for at least ten hours - and if they couldn't hold on in the end, they would definitely be hungry.
Although both the master and the servant are unreliable guys, they can still complete their tasks well. Soon we saw that the green haze on the ruined planet that had not been stopped by time was flowing rapidly, as if
It’s like zooming in on a satellite weather cloud image more than ten times faster. This cloud of life quickly searches for everyone in the world, then clearly marks their location, and with the help of Lilina, it is transformed into a search and rescue fleet.
Recognizable coordinate database.
"That girl is quite capable."
Sandora whispered.
The holographic screen in front of us is refreshing data rapidly. The coordinates of the life points translated from Lilina are being overlaid on the navigation chart of the transport carrier. Maybe a layman will think this is nothing, but in fact it is a
A creative work that once surprised Tavel: how to directly transform the vague descriptive information of the protoss into a code that can be recognized by the imperial data system.
Although the Protoss and the Xiling Empire have been allies for many years, due to the huge gap between the civilizations of the two sides, communication between the two has always been difficult. Dingdang can instantly understand everything in every corner of the entire universe through the world management system.
But even if her World Tree is right next to the Shadow Fortress, we cannot read the same information directly from the temple, but need a set of huge and complex translation devices. This is caused by the different ways of describing information between the two civilizations.
In short, in terms of information transmission, the Protoss uses a completely different system from the Xiling Apostles.
What Lilina did was to change this gap to a certain extent. She found a way to turn the Goddess of Life's divine power grid directly into a navigation chart that the imperial spacecraft could recognize.
This is not easy to do, but Lilina has been working hard in this area, and now she has achieved great success. The reason why this girl spends so much effort in this area is because she knows her job: to connect the gods and the
One of the bridges between empires.
She is Dingdang's agent, has the status of a demigod, and has unique advantages in the knowledge of the gods and understanding of divine power. At the same time, she also has a mortal side, so she can politically intervene in the empire as a half-Xiling apostle——
We can't count Dingdang and Bingtis as part of the empire. Just like Uncle Zhao on the second floor and Aunt Li on the third floor can't mess around even if their normal relationship is strong, but Uncle Zhao can send his son to hook up with Aunt Li.
Girl...what is this mess?
In short, what I mean is that Lilina has always been one of the important bridges between the empire and the gods. After all, even the Bingtis Five, as envoys from the gods to the capital of the empire, their identities are 100% divine.
, can be said to be a special envoy but hardly a bridge. Only Lilina, who is half god and half mortal, naturally assumes the role of middleman, and in this position, even Lilina, who is naturally so dark that it makes people speechless, is very
Responsible.
With accurate navigation charts and reports on the health status of victims, the search and rescue fleets shuttled through the atmosphere of the ruined planet have significantly improved operational efficiency. When the position of everyone in the world is accurate to the millimeter, and we have enough transport ships
When working with soldiers, it became an easy thing to safely evacuate all humans on the entire planet within twenty-four hours.
And later, when Qian Qian's ability ended, in order to further improve efficiency, a large number of New Eden Federation fleets that came with the army also joined the search and rescue work. The most important of them were human transport ships, which were more powerful than the Protos spacecraft.
Suitable for rescuing humans. Those human transport spacecraft occupy almost all the space in low-Earth orbit. Various small and medium-sized transport aircraft quickly filled the blank areas of the empire's search and rescue fleet. Due to their large number, they can be seen everywhere on the overturned ruins.
, doubling the speed of search and rescue work. The fleet officers and soldiers of the New Eden Federation are tempered from the insect swarm war and various near-death battles. They are obviously good at disaster rescue and dealing with this kind of planet-level doomsday rescue.
They are very good at it. Their equipment may be a little behind, but their efficiency in rescuing people is almost higher than that of the imperial soldiers. Their inspiring broadcasts can be heard everywhere in the vast ruins: "Come over here, come over here."
! Don’t crowd, don’t stand behind, there is a seat for everyone!” “The guy upstairs over there, hurry up, and the two of you will be in the air!” “Can you please put the salute on the shelf?
You're holding down my brake lever..." "Watch the kids, don't mess with the equipment on the spacecraft..." "The low-Earth orbit 'Giant Bird' class brigade will set off as soon as the middle station is full. Big seats, and
Sir! You see what you said, isn’t this maza just a seat if you let it go?” “Melon seeds, peanuts, candies! Mineral water, cola, orange juice!”
Listening to these messy sounds coming from the public channel, my familiar eyes filled with tears, and my blood almost boiled. There is no doubt that this unit is most likely the third batch of elites who are fortunate enough to receive special training in the Imperial Army.
pilots, and the instructors of those students were more than 200 veterans under Cicaro...
But no matter what, there is no doubt about the operational capabilities of their elite troops. With the desperate efforts of countless search and rescue spacecraft, the refugees on the ruined planet were rescued with almost no casualties - there were almost no casualties here.
There is no exaggeration, it is even an understatement. You have to know that after a goddess of life exerts all her energy to suck milk, it is very difficult to die within the scope of her blessing. Among the refugees who were rescued
Many of them have even been resurrected more than twice. The luckiest guy was even resurrected twelve times before the search and rescue team arrived - well, maybe this is not lucky. The only thing that is gratifying is that he was resurrected from the first
He completely lost consciousness once, otherwise the unlucky guy would have to spend the rest of his life in a single ward in the Fourth Psychiatric Hospital.
During the nearly ten hours of intense search and rescue of this planet, Yoder did his best to help us. Of course, he was confused. What happened in the past ten hours was subverting
The situations he has seen in the entire world have exceeded the most bizarre encounters that anyone can experience, but as a leader, he still knows what his responsibilities are, so he suppresses the doubts in his heart and devotes all his energy to
They all devoted themselves to assisting the refugees. The team of monks he led was the only group that could maintain organization and discipline during this disaster. These black-robed monks are now scattered on every Imperial transport ship or Federation mothership.
Everyone is surrounded by panicked civilians. If Joad cannot mobilize the monks immediately and let them calm the people who are almost out of control, I am afraid that a riot worse than the one on the surface will break out on the refugee ship.
This obelisk-shaped ship, which we nicknamed the "Church Ship", has now been confirmed to be an escape tower on the Visca flagship hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the shipboard AI it carries may be Visca.
The former adjutant, but this is really a possibility. Viska's memory of the events back then is messy, and this crazy AI is just as chaotic as the Viska who met us for the first time at that time. The two five-year-olds
The guy who was obsessed with the Three Ways kept yelling for a long time without bringing us any useful information. In the end, Bingtis even considered using mace and toffee again to calm down this crazy shipboard AI, but I stopped him.
"Ahaha, that's it, that's it, General, Your Excellency, my great general! Your legion, this is your legion... Of course, it may be a little damaged now, but I firmly believe that with a little repair, they can still be restored.
They're all good!" The shipboard AI finally got a chance to speak and shouted to Viska crazily. "She" may be referring to the ruined planet below us that has collapsed to the point of being almost covered with penetrating wounds. At this time
, the body of the "Church Spaceship" is gradually moving closer to the Imperial Admiral that has just arrived at the scene, "What is this? What is this? A spaceship larger than the complete state of this ship? Oh, you silly guy, you
What's the name... Wait, this ship knows that this ship knows that the general's order is combined with this stupid big guy, right? Hey! Look, the ground is burning. That's the Holden. It was a great ship back then.
Boy, your biggest aircraft carrier, why did you become so ugly...Bang! Bang bang! Poor Holden, you were torn in half, and so was the unlucky guy next to you. It seems like you two didn't
There is a way to continue serving the general——"
"Aha! Long live! Long live the flames of war! Passengers, open a bottle! Kill whoever you want!"
Several towing barges rushed out from under the longitudinal arm of the Imperial Admiral. They used blue gravity beams to restrain the church spaceship that was spinning a little, and dragged it to the temporary mounting rack that had been prepared under the longitudinal arm.
, the crazy shipboard AI immediately shouted again: "Hey! You little bastards! Be gentle, this ship is a high-end product! Back then, this ship was a high-end product with 127 main guns, you guys
Where are you dragging me - yo, who wants lunch? Fresh helium-3! Bang! Your mounting bracket has damaged our ship. As long as the general gives the order, this ship will definitely blow up this damn thing.
Shelf! In...in whose name..."
"Father God, apart from the Supreme Dragon God's concubine, I have never seen anyone better than this." Bingtis covered his head and lay on Sandora's shoulder, "Viska, what did you do back then?"
What kind of mentality did you have to create such a thing? At least one of the one hundred and twenty-seven main guns is a cannon, right?"
Viscart glanced at us in confusion. She still hasn't remembered the name of her flagship back then, and the amazing thing is that the crazy shipboard AI hasn't remembered either...
"The transfer of refugees has been completed."
When we were about to leave the control room of the church ship and head to the Imperial Admiral, Sivis' communication suddenly came over, "The number of casualties is negligible, but the refugees are extremely emotionally unstable. The Imperial soldiers are not very good at dealing with this situation."
.”
"Joder, it's time for you to show up."
Shandora looked at Yoder who looked tired due to ten hours of continuous tense environment, and her tone was not a discussion, but a simple statement.
Yoder wiped the sweat from his head. His age made him less able to withstand today's stressful environment. Although the crisis seemed to have passed now, for him, it seemed that more difficult work was about to begin, but the other party did not have much to say.
What to say, he just nodded to us clearly: "I understand. But...how should I explain all this to them..."
Yoder said, smiling bitterly and shaking his head, "Ninety percent of the world's population is concentrated on this big star, which is the only one with remaining resources. If the big star collapses, for them, the foundation of the world will be
It’s over, I have to know what this means to them, right?”
"Foundation? Don't worry about it," Sandora said calmly, "Tell your people that the life in the cage is over and we are back."
"Come back..." Yoder's pupils tightened for a moment, and his eyes fell on Viska again. The latter was currently having a messy conversation with the crazy shipboard AI. He had been talking to him a few hours ago.
Visca has already guessed a lot of things, including truly confirming our identity, but now that the dust has settled, he has time to seriously examine this issue, "It seems that I must believe that our mission is about to be completed."
After saying this, the old man silently put on his hood and returned to the console in the center of the room.
The several terminals in front of this console have been turned into a mosaic by the maces of the two violent one-meter-two and Bingtis, but the system of the console itself is still running, and there is no need for the involvement of the shipboard AI.
Some of the automatic devices responded to Joder's control and connected to the communication channel with the outside world. This channel had been linked to the transport carriers before. Joder used this channel to direct the monks to appease the people.
We can all see that the old bishop's body is shaking.
Forcibly suppressing his emotions and maintaining the most basic calmness, when the so-called "gods" really return, he still has to complete his work first. Perhaps the old man who leads the ruin tribe is not as good as other people in the normal world.
The racial leader is well-informed, but as a leader, his performance so far is worthy of Sandora's nod.