Chapter 632 You cheer first, we have a headache...
The officers' lounge became completely quiet, and Sylvia's soft and gentle breathing could even be clearly heard. After a long time, my sister said with a sense of loss: "That girl, is she really gone this time?"
I was silent for a moment, looked at the small table next to me, and nodded slowly.
On the table next to you, there are chip bags, orange peels, Coke cans, cake crumbs, chocolate, a half-twisted Rubik's cube, and a ***p...
My heart is very heavy, she almost managed to play +3 Wind Armor - it is not easy to say goodbye to someone who can return to the world for two and a half hours.
I just don’t know if there is a similar dark history in other farewell stories that have been passed down to this day, such as Jing Ke and Prince Dan who were in the wind and the water were cold. Now I am making a malicious guess that with the speed of that means of transportation and the smoothness of the plains,
In the half hour after Kezi left, Prince Dan waited with tangled eyes for the other party to disappear from the horizon. He couldn't turn around and say to his men: "It looks like it will take him a long time to pass the toll station.
Shall we go back first?”…
How many shy people have been saved by this toll station now.
"I think...Bella Villa seems to be a pretty good person."
Qian Qian saw that neither of us spoke much, so she scratched her cheek and muttered, "Although we were enemies before... But if we can meet again, maybe we can be friends."
Qianqian has a very good intuition about the relationship between people, and her sometimes seemingly innocent judgment method is surprisingly accurate. Regarding this girl's evaluation of Bella Vera, we more or less feel the same way.
After regaining her original character, even if she still pretends to be indifferent, we can all feel that her character is not bad in her bones. She is just a person who occasionally speaks harshly (seemingly only for me?), but in fact
She is a very frank guy. Perhaps it has something to do with her past experiences. This kind of effort to hide the awkward points of her original personality has become her characteristic. In just a few hours of contact, we have developed a good understanding of this person who was once called Visca.
I gained a new understanding of the woman "Sister Bella Vera".
Maybe in the age of the fallen apostles, her concern for Viska was also a little bit genuine?
"It's a pity that she only woke up for such a short period of time. We still have many questions that we haven't figured out yet." Sandora's tone was a little disappointed. It was not easy to find a key person who might know all the truth, but so
She was about to leave, which made Shandora, who had a high sense of responsibility for the empire, feel extremely annoyed. During the tangled two hours of Bellavilla's "reflection" just now, she was also constantly asking about the catastrophe and the fallen apostle.
Regarding the operation, unfortunately, there is nothing more to say about the first question. The second question - Bellavela has not been a boss for many years, where did you ask her to find first-hand information?
To be honest, if it weren't for Sandora's interference, Bellavilla might actually be able to play the Wind Armor, which would add three points.
"Don't be too harsh, we already know enough today," I patted Shandora on the shoulder, "and the only few real waking hours Bellavera has had in a million years have been used to explain the situation to you.
, it’s not easy for her either.”
Just as we were talking, Sylvia, who appeared to be sleeping but was actually switching operating systems, woke up, opened her eyes slowly and unhurriedly, looked around us in confusion, and then said timidly
: "Everyone - why are you looking at me -"
As soon as she heard the unsatisfying words, Sylvia came back completely.
"How do you feel now?"
I quickly stopped my slow movement to sit up, and first made sure that there was nothing wrong with the silver-haired man who had used his original energy in a daze.
Sylvia looked down at her body, stretched out her hand, slowly held it and then let go: "I'm fine - is she asleep again?"
We were stunned at the same time, and half a dozen people said in unison: "Do you know what happened?"
Sylvia shrank her neck: "I know - I remember -"
But your expression doesn't mean you've just experienced a storm, does it? My face has collapsed several times in the past twenty-four hours. How dare you, a silver-haired mole who suddenly knows everything, be so calm?!
My sister asked with concern: "Sylvia, do you understand those things? The Archives, Bellavela, the Empire, and... and everything in your mind right now."
Sylvia thought for a long time, then nodded slowly: "I understand, I understand everything."
The situation is a bit unexpected. The girl we always wanted to keep out of the matter finally got involved, and she can actually understand what happened to her. In other words, Sylvia already understands everything about the Xiling Empire!
So, what are her plans?
"Plans?" Sylvia looked at me without blinking, and then said matter-of-factly, "I want to go home - the dessert shop hasn't opened for a long time, and the children must be impatient."
That's it?
We looked at each other, and when we saw the absolutely serious expression on Sylvia's face, we were finally convinced: That's it!
How should I put it... Sylvia, your head is really a fortress! Returning to nature to this extent is the logic of a saint! Otherwise, there is only one step between a saint and a fool. Sylvia, you are not a queen.
Or?
"Okay, okay, go home," I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, I pressed Sylvia's head like a child to comfort me, with a weird expression, "We have settled the world's affairs in the past few days.
Just set sail and go home. Don't think about the empire. Now that you have been honorably discharged, let us active duty men take care of the headache."
Sylvia immediately showed a happy expression, then suddenly frowned and said bitterly: "Also, there seems to be something wrong with my body: I feel so bloated!"
Everyone: "..."
I really don’t know how to explain to her how much Bella Vera ate with this body just now... But Sylvia, just take advantage of it, you need someone like Sandora to control your body.
, by this time you have been sent to rescue for several rounds.
Just when I was silently lamenting how much trouble a certain ex-emperor queen, who was so spirited even before disappearing, could cause trouble, I suddenly felt the pocket on my chest move slightly, and then, when leaving the archives, a certain ex-emperor
After eating enough candies and sleeping until now, the little goddess poked her head out, looked at the surrounding atmosphere, and carefully grabbed the button on my collar: "Ajun, the atmosphere is so strange, but Dingdang is hungry.
when can we have our meal?"
Where are all those candies you ate before?!
Looking at the little thing in front of me, whose wings were crumpled by sleep, spread out piece by piece on the table, and carefully flattened with my hands, I suddenly remembered Sandora's emotion just now, about the wisdom accumulated by the Gods in their endless years.
Think of it as slowness or something like that. What I want to say is, I don’t know when the slowness accumulated by this little thing over the endless years will turn into wisdom...
"Speaking of which, Dingdang, are you a god?"
My sister stretched out her hand to pick up the little goddess and asked thoughtfully.
"Of course! Dingdang is very powerful! Don't underestimate the majesty of the gods!"
Do you know that even if I say this, I have more credibility than you? And the wings behind your back are curled up again, you idiot!
Sister didn't care about Dingdang's momentum issue that was seriously inconsistent with his speech, but turned his eyes to us: "Bella Weila asked us to ask the gods for help, what do you think?"
I glanced at Dingdang, and then trembled all over: "For the sake of the empire's tomorrow, I think we should work hard on our own!"
"I know she is unreliable, but it's okay to send a message." Sister-sama dangled Dingdang's wings in front of her eyes, making the latter giggle. "With the time concept of those gods, wait for them to take the initiative.
I'm afraid it won't take many years to contact us. Ding, aren't you still having a headache a few days ago on how to write this year's work report? Why not just treat this discovery as a report and write it down, just like Bella Villa said, I'm afraid Xing
The great powers in the domain are already the only real friends of the empire in the endless void now. Although we don’t rely entirely on external forces, it’s better to ask them to help us investigate the remnants of the empire in other places in the void than to just bury our heads in the water like this, right?”
"This is a good idea," Sandora also nodded in agreement, "Now it seems that the disaster that caused the empire to sleep was more serious than we expected. The Xiling Empire, which was originally the most powerful of the abyss's confrontational forces, became
The biggest creator of the former was killed, and the entire race was transformed into an abyssal form. God knows what extent the harm caused by such an event has been. I am afraid that the gods are also confused by those sudden catastrophic events.
, after all, although the power of the gods is vast, due to the peace agreement between top civilizations, they have almost no understanding of the situation in the empire's ruled area, and due to the special properties of the abyss, the world polluted by it will soon self-destruct.
, I am afraid that the remaining remnants of the empire have been wiped out in the few years after the catastrophe. Even if the Gods conduct an investigation, they will not be able to find the truth of that year... It’s just that it’s a bit embarrassing to tell such a truth.”
"The little kid who got into big trouble has to go to his elder sister to admit his mistakes. I often felt similar entanglement before I was ten years old."
"Ajun, you summarized it very well." Sandora sighed sincerely.
My elder sister covered her lips and smiled softly: "Haha, it seems that my precious brother has a deep memory of my elder sister's strict tutoring back then."
How quickly I reacted, my face was the same as if I was reporting to the chief: "That is a precious memory that I will cherish throughout my life!"
Fortunately, my sister just glanced at me sideways and got down to business. She grabbed Ding Dong and explained the current situation to the little thing who was still confused, such as the reason why the empire was sleeping, and how we needed the help of the gods to investigate the subsequent impact of that incident.
The situation, but looking at the little thing with a confused look on his face and holding a small notebook to take notes, I'm afraid my sister's workload will be very heavy.
"Okay, just send this note up intact." After a full ten minutes passed, my sister waved her hands dryly, "Remember to add this sentence: About the disaster.
The empire will take responsibility for the consequences on its own. The only thing that needs the help of the gods is to investigate the world that was affected at that time. Well, that's enough."
"'...That's it', okay! Dingdang has memorized everything!"
The little thing proudly announced while holding up his notebook.
This idiot definitely remembers too much!
Speaking from the bottom of my heart, I am now full of doubts about whether Dingdang can take on this communication responsibility, but as the only spokesperson for the gods on our side is this guy, we can only make do.
At this moment, the in-ship broadcast suddenly rang. It turned out that the Imperial Admiral and its convoy had escaped from the super-light speed state and were about to rendezvous with the rebels. Those of us who are smart must go to the bridge to prepare for the battle.
Communication was carried out on the other side.
The Imperial Admiral has returned early, and the Death Star fleet is still slowly recharging its space jump halfway. The war is over anyway, so the big guy can take his time.
When we arrived at the bridge of the Imperial Admiral, the place had already entered a state of preparation for the fleet to stop pushing. Although it still looked busy, a relaxed atmosphere still lingered in the hall. Since it was a ceremony announcing the triumph, Xi
Weiss had already put on a military uniform specially prepared for such scenes, even Raven 001 and Vega were no exception, and next to the three of them, I saw a new face.
"Ola, are you still used to it?"
I walked up to the girl I just picked up...well, the leader said hello. She still looked like a machine girl, with a metallic battle suit, six wings hanging down her back, and covering most of her face.
She wears a high-tech mask, except that the logo on her shoulder has been replaced by our military emblem, her outfit is exactly the same as when she first met her.
Aura, whose hair is almost as long as her body, didn't seem to expect that I would take the initiative to talk to her. She was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slightly: "She has adapted well to the situation. She has established a mental connection with other commanders and is in working condition."
The way this leader bee talks... forget it, people are used to it, I can only get used to it.
I heard Sandora say that the leader bee is a very unique Xiling unit. She did not explain the reason clearly, but the way of thinking of this Xiling unit is indeed different from that of most apostles. Even many Xiling apostles
I don’t know what these leader bees are thinking. They look mechanical and dull, just like low-level AIs without personality templates. But in action, each leader bee can show extremely high intelligence. At the same time, they are fighting
The middle pair of comrades also often show true caring feelings, which makes this group of bees the most unique guy among the Xiling apostles. Machinery and personality, indifference and concern, miraculously blend together, and they must be able to feed a lot of people.
Shao Xiling Social Psychologist—I don’t know if they have this profession.
"Your Majesty, establish a connection with the rebel command channel, they sent us a welcome message."
The intelligence officer's voice interrupted the conversation between Aura and I. We immediately straightened our expressions and stood in front of the officer's platform. We lined up in a row from high to low. On my side was a standard bust of a spokesman. On Pandora's side,
When the sisters were with Lilina, there was only a black arc left in the camera... Well, these three little girls decisively moved the stools.
Although the battleship has not yet docked, the image of the rebel leader has already appeared on the holographic projection. They have been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The news of the triumph has been conveyed to these leaders through high-level channels before, so most of those calm and vicissitudes of face have already brought the joy of knowing the truth. The current communication should actually be regarded as a live broadcast. According to the plan, it will be broadcast by the empire and the resistance.
The leaders of both armies announced the good news of victory to ordinary races around the world. In other words, hundreds of millions of eyes were actually watching this scene.
When I was a kid, I dreamed about what it would be like to be on TV. As a result, this dream came true many times in the past two years. I thought about my popular face on the same show as a group of real racial heroes.
On the screen, the announcement was read out in front of an audience that was dozens of times the population of the earth. I felt a twinge of pain in my balls. If popularity could be converted into combat effectiveness, I might have been able to defeat Long Aotian who had thousands of army groups at this time.
Already.
But when Qianqian secretly touched my arm and whispered: "Ajun, which TV station did you say took advantage of this live broadcast?" I immediately stopped being nervous.
This girl who is distracted anytime and anywhere is so good at adjusting the atmosphere.
Looking at the calm faces of the resistance leaders in front of me after going through the most difficult hardships, and imagining the millions of pairs of expectant eyes watching this scene from a place I couldn't see, I closed my eyes slightly.
When he opened it again, there was peace. He and Shandora looked at each other, and the two of them spoke at the same time with a connected mind:
"Heroes, you can cheer!"
Too many things have happened, too many changes have been encountered, and the fog of the empire's road ahead has lifted, revealing even more rugged roads. If we were to recount these situations, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to finish them in a day or a night, but that is our own business.
, for those tenacious warriors who are about to lose everything but are still looking forward to hope, there is only one thing they care about, whether freedom has arrived.
Now, you can cheer!
I don’t know if when the communication was terminated, a carnival heat wave immediately broke out in the rebel warships, and if the colonies that were still alive in the entire universe immediately burned bonfires of celebration, and those leaders who deserve to be admired were
Unless we can finally show the smile we haven’t seen for thousands of years, those have nothing to do with us. Now, what we have to think about is where the world should go, and where the resistance should go...
Time is cruel and the world is unpredictable. Even the thousands of years that can be seen in Sandora's eyes are already long enough for these ordinary races to pass on for several generations. In this caged universe, only a small number of them can
People are the unfortunate ones who have recently wandered in. They may have only stayed here for a few years. It is very simple to send them back to their hometowns, but what about the remaining people?
Most of them have been stranded in this world for several generations, even staying here for tens of thousands of years like the Biberu clan. All they have of their hometown is a name that has been passed down orally and some words that even they themselves do not understand.
fragments of customs, and even the name of my hometown may have dissipated into ashes over time a long time ago.
The Space and Time Administration has been preparing for today since a few days ago. The macro world system allows us to more easily locate the hometowns of these trekkers, but what those special correspondents have gathered is not all good news. For example, one in Nantian District
The name that the leader of the small kingdom left when filling in the information about his hometown has been confirmed by the special commissioner of the Administration to have been removed from the intelligent civilization 237 years ago, and their entire race was destroyed by a supernova explosion——
This kind of extinction cannot even stir up a single wave in a universe.
Now what we have to settle is no longer a group of wanderers who are far away from their hometown, but simply a large group of homeless people. Dealing with the aftermath... The most complicated incident in history is indeed not so easy to handle...