"I can only say that the plundering Tal'darin Protoss is so unscrupulous that they will take over human spaceships that they didn't even look down on in the past... Go in and take a look.
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Augustus looked at the shuttle, which had a streamlined hull and a beautiful silver atmospheric tail, and turned to signal his subordinates to search its interior.
As an expensive luxury airship, this shuttle that can quickly jump between galaxies must be opened by its owner's iris and genetic locks with complex secrets.
Renault was just about to lead people to use micro-explosives to blow open the door of the shuttle. A high-level templar had already used the psychic blade in his hand to pierce the data panel in front of the door, and then cut it open like a can.
It has a bulkhead protected by new alloy.
Tassadar and Zeratul took the lead and walked in, while Augustus followed under the protection of Kerrigan and others.
"Damn federal nobles, they really know how to enjoy it!" Renault entered the shuttle before Augustus, and as soon as he raised his head, he cursed at the luxurious decoration.
The ship's interior is as lavishly decorated as the palaces built centuries ago on Tarsonis Prime when Old Earth style prevailed, but its design is completely different from all current human artistic styles.
It was a completely different scene inside the spaceship. The strange silver metal formed a bulkhead that resembled the surface of mercury. The extremely beautiful spiral patterns and star-like flashes seemed to be in an alien space. The elegant and harmonious curves were perfectly followed.
The golden ratio is like water droplets falling off green leaves.
Augustus was surprised to find that this spaceship was one of the few that was a work of art in itself like the Protoss. It was obviously a imaginative work of art rather than an ordinary spaceship that just traveled through the universe.
Its internal layout is also completely different from all luxury yachts or ordinary spaceships Augustus has seen. It does not even have a closed space or cabin. The ring-shaped halo and curtain divide the entire spacecraft into several
The interconnected spaces and mysterious symbols are emitting some kind of pure void energy, so they appear a vibrant green color.
If Tal'darin's buildings are densely covered with black spikes and sharp blades, shaped like countless swords, then here there are no sharp edges at all. Everything looks so smooth and natural, as if it comes from
The miraculous craftsmanship of nature is not a parody of human beings.
If it was designed by a human engineer, his talent and artistic attainments should never remain unknown.
"...It looks like a Xel'Naga spaceship." Augustus walked into the cockpit of the shuttle and saw the familiar control panel before confirming that it was still a human being.
spaceship, but there are still no clumsy wires and cables visible in it.
The oil paintings, shell and gem-like handicrafts and other luxurious objects hanging on the walls also prove the taste of the former owner of this spaceship. Even if he was not a person who liked luxury, he must be either rich or noble.
"Maybe the owner of this spacecraft is a admirer of the mysterious alien owner." Kerrigan reached out and touched the control panel of the cockpit, and a fluorescent blue holographic projection screen unfolded in front of everyone, with several nebulae marked on it.
Rather than the small Koprulu sector.
"When I was at the Ghost Academy, I took courses on learning human vehicles, and I had never seen such a spacecraft."
"Can you find out the model and origin of this spaceship?" Augustus asked.
"There are so many customized brands, but none of them can match this one." Kerrigan shook her head, her astonishing memory is comparable to a computer.
"If this is the hand of a human, then he must be a master at the pinnacle." Zeratul looked at the ship with a strange mood, and his evaluation of humans had been raised for the first time. The Dark Templar all studied Thrall.
Senior Naga scholars, this is as important as delving into their own traditional culture.
"This is by no means a parody of the Xel'Naga. The people who built it must have a very deep understanding of Xel'Naga art and technology," he said.
"The Tal'darin probably captured this ship by accident and stored it in the weapons depot because of its uniqueness."
"Let's see what we can find in this ship's database." Augustus looked at Kerrigan, who immediately walked to the computer where the data files were stored.
His master obviously did not expect that the ship would fall into other hands, and Kerrigan would have no trouble deciphering the secret.
"Unauthorized access...unauthorized access...according to Federal Security Protocol Section 114..." Kerrigan inserted the cracked disk into the computer interface, but was surprised
It was discovered that the cracking programs that had always been successful before did not work.
"The database of this spaceship is multi-encrypted, and its complexity may only be cracked by the most experienced experts." She looked at Augustus.
"Get our best decoding experts." Augustus thought for a while and said, "I hope they can crack it... I'm worried that it's not something humans can crack."
"Maybe my scientists can try to crack this human terminal." Tassadar spoke at this time: "It shouldn't take too long to figure out the structure of this machine."
"I feel that even if we crack it, we will find nothing in the end." Augustus had already speculated on the mysterious identity of the owner of the spacecraft.
In the Koprulu sector, a mysterious man named Duran/Narud has been closely linked to the hybrid experiment.
Narud has experienced much longer than Zeratul, so much so that he can arrogantly call the latter a young man. He is the fallen one among the Xel'Naga, the darkness that will destroy the entire universe in the future.
A loyal servant of the god Aemon.
For countless long years, Narud has been changing various identities, appearing in the world under different names, teasing all those who claim to be smart. He has been planning the rebirth of his great master Eamon,
For this reason, everyone in this world is just a tool and pawn at its mercy.
Narud secretly promotes the process of the three clans fighting for hegemony in Koprulu, playing with others.
Only Narud can build such a spaceship, because he is a xel'naga himself.
"Anyway, you won't know until you try it." Renault shrugged, thinking this was a rare negative performance from Augustus.
Augustus nodded and set his sights on the holographic projection star map that could be touched freely. He walked over and retrieved the voyage records of the spacecraft and found out the route of its last flight.
The starting point is a federal border planet called Brysis, and it travels all the way over more than half of the Koprulu sector to get here.
"Judging from the flight navigation settings." Kerrigan quickly discovered something was wrong: "This ship was originally going to the Luria system - but how could he have the detailed coordinates of this Tal'darin outpost?
.”
"This is so ridiculous, it's almost like this person flew here specially." Renault touched his bare head: "How do you say that the Tal'darin Protoss is still secretly trading with federal nobles and politicians?
Oh—I’m not surprised no matter how ridiculous they do.”
"Perhaps Andrea Tagore was involved," Augustus joked as the atmosphere grew increasingly bizarre.
"That old witch." Renault was furious when he heard the name: "I heard that she had a heart attack last month and was admitted to the hospital, but even hell was unwilling to take in this devil. She kicked her
She kicked her out. What a shame."
"Not only that, the people in the Council also claimed that the Sons of Korhal planned the whole thing. If the old witch fell down, was it because Arcturus' people pried Tarsonis away."
"We are not the only ones who rebel against the Federation." Augustus scanned the entire cockpit, trying to find clues that could indicate that the owner of the spacecraft was Narud.
"When the Federation was defeated in the war, more and more people joined the ranks of the rebels - although most of them were motivated by power or reputation."
Not long after, Tassadar's men brought several El Sinkari scientists, including the respected protector Zamara. The human computer was just a primitive and crude product to the protoss, and
The personality intelligence technology of the Protoss Empire has already reached a height that humans cannot imagine. As early as ancient times, it could digitize the personalities of Protoss warriors and create terrifying intelligent machines.
The Protoss is an ancient high-tech race, and their magical and brilliant psychic abilities cannot conceal their pinnacle achievements in science and technology.
Protectors are the most knowledgeable scholars in the Protoss Empire. Their research on Xel'Naga is higher than that of the Dark Templar, because this special class can inherit the memories of all protoss after the catastrophe, including scholars and craftsmen.
of masters and military strategists.
When scientists in gold-blue robes began to seriously crack the shuttle's main control computer, protector Zamara gave his own opinion on the special design of the spacecraft: "This may not be the work of a human being.
The hand is not even from the Protoss."
"What? You mean, this was made by Xel'Naga himself." Renault felt that his usual perception was strongly impacted: "Don't be joking, dear... If that's the case, why did he bother to come here?"
Build a human-looking spaceship."
"The secrets in this are not something we can know." The protector wears a spotless white long hood, and his face is always hidden under the mysterious darkness. Only his cobalt blue eyes are still like the blue sun.
shine.
She stretched out her four slender fingers and touched the spiral pattern on the inner wall of the shuttle: "The main technology used in this spacecraft is still human, but the Xel'Naga technology in it cannot be imitated even by the protoss."
"There are so many secrets waiting to be revealed," Zeratul also said.
While waiting for the protoss scientists to crack the code, Augustus' men found a spherical storage space while searching the entire ship, and found some documents left here by its previous owner.
Augustus opened a package containing the ID cards of the Terran Federation and found at least twenty ID cards with completely different faces, birthplaces and occupations. Some of them were born in the Federation era.
Early days.
"Human traffickers?" Renault stared at the ID cards and said, "Why else would this guy want these? If it's just to disguise or hide his identity, at least the people on them should look similar."
"..." Augustus flipped through these ancient information cards and found that there were gray-haired old men, fierce men and beautiful blondes among them.
This made Augustus begin to doubt Narud's taste in using his Xel'Naga incarnation in the real universe to transform and disguise himself as various people.
Augustus then took over some other documents from Kerrigan's hands, ranging from an agent of the Tarsonis Federal Police to the chairman of a listed biotechnology company. The different identities were dazzling, including even...
Certification of Squash Players.
Fortunately, Augustus did not find a business card of a street girl like this, at least Narud's image in his mind was preserved.
"Every sign is weird." Tassadar concluded: "Humans colluding with Tal'darin, spaceships with Xel'Naga technology, evil and weird protoss and insect hybrids - the human beings on this asteroid
Darkness and weirdness are unheard of."
"Executor... I believe we have unsealed this human device." Some time later, a Kalai scientist gave Tassadar an update on their work.
Augustus immediately looked there, only to find that at the same time, a hooded figure suddenly appeared on the holographic projection screen on the spacecraft, with the background of void darkness and mysterious starlight.
A huge hybrid with a single horn was lying at his feet, as docile as a cat taking a nap in the afternoon sun.
When the hooded man spoke, Augustus noticed that the voice was completely inconsistent with his memory of Samir Duran or Dr. Narud. It was even a nearly neutral voice: "
Pretty spectacular, isn’t it?”
"Who are you?" Zeratul was the first to ask the man on the screen.
"I have used many names over tens of millions of years, young Zeratul." The hooded man's voice even sounded noble and elegant, sharing the same voice as that of a federal noble like Andrea Tagore.
The way he spoke was exactly the same: "But none of them are beyond your narrow thinking."
"You are the master of Taldarin here, the mastermind behind the creation of these hybrid monsters." Augustus said in his usual cold words.
"That's right -" the man in the black hood said.
"Augustus Mengsk, maybe you are surprised that I know that Dark Templar and your name? Don't be too panicked, ah, because I am omnipresent." He said.
"I've noticed you since you started the rebellion on Korhal 4."
"Who are you?" Augustus was almost certain that this person was Dr. Narud, who would control the Moebius Foundation in the future, and was the mastermind behind Jim Raynor's mission to search for the Xel'Naga artifact fragments.
"I am a loyal servant of a greater being who has slumbered for countless centuries, and whose power is manifested in the creatures you see."
"Emon?" Zeratul called out a name.
"...."
The hooded man was silent for a moment, seemingly angry at Tal'darin's leak. He has many such hybrid manufacturing factories, most of which he uses his power and assets in the Tyranid Federation to drive
Built by humans, there are very few Tal'darin protoss. The reason why Tal'darin protoss participated in the early hybrid experiments was that these fools were able to provide a large number of test subjects related to protoss genes.
He originally thought that the first thing to be discovered would be some kind of human hybrid factory, but what happened today obviously exceeded his expectations.