Following the coordinates provided by the other party, Gao Gong soon arrived at the ruins of an outer space battlefield.
It can be clearly seen that this battle is very cruel. There are a large number of frozen corpses, machine fragments, and spacecraft wreckage floating in the vacuum. The senior engineer even saw a quarter of the body of a giant space whale, like
A incomplete planet of flesh and blood was suspended in place, its body still disintegrating.
Just like the disintegration of a planet, it takes hundreds of thousands of years.
For a space species that is as big as a satellite, it will take hundreds of years for its body parts to disintegrate after death.
"This way, this way."
The signal source directly sent a small map.
Gao Gong took one last look at the giant ball of flesh and blood, his expression inexplicable.
Soon, according to the route provided by the other party, the senior engineer came to the wreckage of an automated shipyard. Two vacuum drones flew over, and the electronic eyes released an exploratory light.
"Which hilltop are you from?"
"I come from the constellation Hydra."
"That's...the Collector's territory, are you his?"
"You can find my name, Cybertron, in its mercenary system." Gao Gong deliberately changed his words.
"Let me check, good guy, the fifth-level mercenary, the King of Soldiers is also here to be a scout? Come in, come in."
Soon, the light on the automated dock lit up, revealing a door.
After the senior engineer entered, the door disappeared immediately, and the wreckage of the dock also disappeared.
"Subspace technology?"
After entering the dock, Gao Gong took a look at the silver-white floor, ceiling, and an indescribable sense of emptiness, and said.
"You have a discerning eye. After all, he came from the Hydra Mechanical Serpent. That person is a master at playing with dimensions."
The senior engineer lowered his head and saw a turtle. To be more precise, it was a large turtle with a metal shell and was about the size of a millstone.
"Cyborg species?"
"You can call me Jace." Jace the turtle said, "The strong man who wants to die is called Fern, from Leviathan, artificial intelligence DK51, like me, born in the ferry boat black market, and that group
Although the dying fog is still in a coma, according to No. 51’s search, he is a fourth-level mercenary, codenamed: Annoying.”
"Hello," this is the greeting from artificial intelligence DK51. The other party has no entity, or in other words, the hardware system is not here.
And that 'fern' is the source of the muffled thunder around it. It is a humanoid creature, nearly 50 meters tall, with long fins on its hands and feet, no facial features, and its head is like a wonder made of teeth. From its chest to its abdomen, it is a...
String of breathing holes.
'Level 60 son of Leviathan, a symbiotic species of space beast.'
Ever since he knew that his competitor was the 'Leviathan Giant', the senior engineer also made a special investigation on the opponent.
A tribe of space behemoths like Leviathan are born with powerful bodies, and their physical strength is comparable to that of a battleship. Every corpse of a behemoth is a genetic treasure house.
As for the 'sons of Leviathan', they are the 'secondary carbon-based civilized life' located in every Leviathan.
The relationship between the two is like a rhinoceros and a rhinoceros bird, or a clownfish and an anemone. It is a very special symbiotic relationship.
The space behemoths need the sons of Leviathan to help them strengthen their bodies, remove impurities, and do things that "immune cells" should do.
The Sons of Leviathan used a large amount of high-quality biological materials to climb the technological tree, evolving from ignorance to wisdom, and from tribes to civilization.
This is a typical interstellar nomadic civilization.
However, in the Robert Galaxy, this kind of civilized ecology is rare.
The senior engineer felt the data fluctuations of the 'biological computer' from the other party.
'Although I feel that the level is not high, the Son of Leviathan who can point out the 'biological computer' is relatively powerful among the second-level civilizations.'
'But, why can't the 'biological computer' repair the opponent's injuries?'
The senior engineer shifted his gaze to the opponent's wounds and saw a faint layer of energy mist. It was this layer of energy mist that made it impossible for the opponent's broken hands and feet to recover.
"After testing, the 'energy mist' contains a kind of powerful biological energy. This biological energy can absorb the vitality of living organisms and strengthen the body. No matter whether it is torso removal or mechanical transformation, it cannot completely solve this problem.
Question." DK51 continued.
"I never thought you would have bugs in your body one day, whale bug," Jess the Turtle complained mercilessly.
Fern snorted coldly, and the sound came from the nozzles in his chest and abdomen.
"Okay, I'm not here to care about your life or death, I'm here to exchange information with you. How much do you know about the internal information of Longhorn Whale Building A?" Jess said.
"According to my battlefield statistics, the Walter Group has lost a total of 2.1 million clone troops. With the output of the five clone production centers on this planet, the Walter Group cannot break out in a short period of time."
"Next, when cleaning up the battlefield, according to the 'monitor' I put into the planet, the first thing the opponent cleaned up and collected after this battle was the clone corpses." DK51 continued.
"You mean, those things are clones piled up to sacrifice blood to the evil god?"
"The blooming of the 'Splendid Scenery' requires a large number of living organisms, but there is currently not enough evidence to show whether cloned human corpses are attractive to the evil god of the universe."
"It's interesting," the mechanical turtle climbed a few times and said, "Then I will also reveal some information."
"Aren't you curious, where did old Walter come from so many star battleships? In the previous battles, the number of starships exposed by the opponent has reached 50,000. Even if old Walter is willing to exchange resources for weapons, at least in this case
There are no such big sellers of war in Xingxuan."
"You seem to be ignoring the Federation."
"No, it is precisely because the supporters behind the opponent are big shots in the Mirta Federation. This is impossible. The big shots are not like us. They only need to consider completing the task. They have many things to consider."
The mechanical turtle paused and said:
"Moreover, I have dismantled no less than a hundred ships of the Walter family. I suspect that old Walter built a star port inside this planet."
"Starport!?"
At this time, not only did the senior engineer raise his eyebrows, but even Fern, the seriously injured son of Leviathan, also paid attention.
You must know that the star port is above the space port and is a standard large-scale fourth-level building.
If a third-level building like a space port is a relay station for interstellar traffic, then the star port itself is a planet-level super shipyard, a super energy center, a large training center, and even its own body has the ability to pull spacecraft into the 'super space'.
Lightspeed' technology.
If we say 'Planet Cannon' is a core military technology.
Then planetary buildings like the 'Star Port' are even core civilization technology.
As powerful as the Federation and the Republic, the two level three civilizations combined would not have more than a hundred star ports.
"Are you...sure?" Fern finally couldn't help but speak.
"Although it is incredible, this is probably the only one that can explain why old Walter Energy keeps producing fleets." The mechanical turtle shrugged.
DK51 made a suspicious electronic sound.
"If old Walter had a star port, why would he sacrifice blood to the evil god? Once he is linked to the evil god of the universe, there is a 99.9% probability that he will never be able to get rid of the evil god in this life."
"Old Walter is dead."
After being silent for a long while, Fern suddenly said.