Science and art belong to the whole world, and in front of them all national barriers disappear.
——Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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[Part1·Born to Death]
"Abbot Xianzhou's power units are ready."
Ms. Marlene was reporting the maintenance progress to her uncle, and there were only the last six controllers left in the tower. The rest of the technical specialists had to board this heavy and crude ultra-deep hole drilling machine.
Jiang Xueming entered the sterilization room with others. After three rounds of routine physical examinations, he put on a 20 mm thick airgel space suit, which can isolate the temperature of 130 degrees Celsius above zero and can withstand temperatures of 190 degrees below zero.
Free movement at 13 degrees Celsius - this is the last bit of kindness Fickwood left to his colleagues.
The Abbot's Fairy Boat has no central temperature control and relies entirely on the sealing nature of the body to isolate the temperature. Although the professional engineers who went to explore the ground with Tianzun are all blood-giving monsters, they are not as good as the blood of fish-human hybrids and have no heat resistance.
With their abilities, this clumsy spacesuit can temporarily save their lives.
There were seven people in total. They supported each other and boarded the cabin entrance platform of the abbot's fairy boat step by step. When Xueming had time, he would pull the arms of these weak scholars and bring them to the appropriate level, gradually filling the six levels.
A huge machine about ten meters high.
More than half of the drill ring preheating and start-up process has been completed. Looking out from the thick insulated glass cover, these ring-shaped drill teeth gradually began to accelerate. They were hung on a hexagonal base frame at the No. 16 pit entrance. In the biogel
In the interlayer, you can see strips of strong purple-red muscles - that is the essence of the lightning star.
These fish-human hybrids were born with miserable life experiences, just to shed their lives and blood for Fickwood's ideal. Jiang Xueming could not imagine whether these flesh and blood golems that had lost most of their organs could still maintain consciousness - they were no longer human beings.
A round of drill rings requires at least twelve lightning stars to be put into the wet engine of the power unit.
The abbot's fairy boat has thirty-three diamond rings and one main drill bit. This is the life of more than four hundred blood-giving monsters. If you want to feed them, you must take the pure essence of at least hundreds of thousands of people.
It has far exceeded the total amount of Yuan Qi of the average Chaoxin King. Just watching this huge machine that is more than 20 stories high began to fly, the roar and roar that shook the world made Xueming shocked and speechless.
To describe its spookiness and magnificence.
With mixed feelings, Xueming stepped into the electromechanical center on the bottom floor. There was no aesthetic sense of industrial design here. Only after the hatch was closed, the various electrical safety lights illuminated the pipelines in the dim environment. There was no time.
The neat storage and the exposed colloid without cover all exposed Fickwood Abby's embarrassment - the old man had no extra time or resources to control this machine.
"Mr. Zhang Congfeng, go to PK-2 and find your own position, fix your body, and completely release the Abbot Xianzhou. Before entering the rock formation, we must protect ourselves." Fickwood was also wearing a spacesuit, unlike the previous two.
The drill is so elegant, there is no fanaticism anymore, only tired eyes.
The reason why Zhang Congfeng's name is mentioned now is because he only has six elixir radio stations left and compiled a group of temporary work command stations. He cannot directly call him gunsmith - everyone knows that gunsmith and Jiang Xueming both represent the devil.
Following Fickwood's wishes, Xueming found his position, followed the instruments on the mechanical platform, and observed the countdown to startup.
Abbot Xianzhou does not have an optical observation window, and the picture returned by the camera is very blurry, returning to the 480P era. Moreover, due to the resonance of the cabin and the spin motion of the drill ring, you want to see the outside clearly through the closed-circuit television screen of the mechanical station.
The environment is simply torturing people's eyes.
"Everyone, we are about to set off." Fickwood whispered to the elixir. "Prepare the Magic Flute inhibitor. The power units of Group 17 and Group 33 pay special attention to the coordination timing."
"We have a very good spiritual core, and she will lead us to the garden of all things."
Before he finished speaking, news of return visits came from all over the power unit group, and the green light on the mechanical station turned on, which meant that it was ready.
At this time, Xueming saw a hexagonal restraint device floating in the control center. It was like a Merkaba sacred cube, with powerful muscles protruding from the corners of the lower half of the geometry——
——They are put together, and in the center is an irregular tumor covered with eyes.
It is the core of spiritual wisdom in Fickwood's words, and it is also the essence of Lan Caiyun.
Originally, the blood eagle monster was somewhat human-like, but through the catalysis of the complex's bioengineering laboratory, the mermaid's pineal gland and hypothalamus consciousness center were preserved here, and synapses were extended in various brain areas, transforming the brain structure.
, dissipating her consciousness to each power unit of the drill, and connecting it with other links of the abbot's fairy boat.
The lightning star's nerve reflex speed is far faster than that of humans, and the speed of nerve signal transmission will also be faster. The command from this brain to each power unit only takes 130 milliseconds at most. Compared with large-scale equipment made by humans,
For example, on the materialistic infantry combat platform, the electromechanical response of the Abbot Xianzhou is much faster. If you input the stop or start command, you will get the effect immediately.
Marlene's voice came from the elixir.
"The mission begins..."
"The sixty-four slings have begun to be lifted. The estimated time is sixteen seconds."
"The rock formation is in good condition and the ultrasonic spectrum shows that it is becoming stable."
"ten..."
"Nine..."
"eight..."
"seven..."
"six..."
Fickwood glanced at Jiang Xueming——
——He gestured with his thumbs, and he was on a fairy boat heading towards death and madness with the heroes of mankind. The layers of steel cables collapsed and flew free, and the crisp sound of whips breaking through the wind came from outside the steel can.
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"I wish you a pleasant journey."
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[Part2·Necessary Sacrifice]
Xueming didn't respond. He held on to the two seat belts tightly. As the strong sense of weightlessness gradually increased, the steel giant fell toward the pit entrance.
The moment he entered the underground rock formation, Xueming's heart was greatly shocked, and his heart would jump out of his throat at any time. The layers of joints were squeezing and colliding with each other. They were rolling downwards due to their huge weight, and Xueming was
The control center where it is located is at the bottom, where it first comes into contact with the rock formation.
Once the drill bit has difficulty chewing through the basalt, or is blocked by something harder, something goes wrong with the power unit timing group of this steel monster, and the other drill ring power groups will rush forward, squeezing the control center together.
Rotten iron.
The rocks were quickly crushed, and as the drill ring's backflow tank rose upwards, thick sand and dust spewed out of the drill pit.
Xueming couldn't see anything. He only knew that he seemed to have entered an iron coffin. This feeling was not comparable to Surte's cockpit. At least in Pyro's body, he could still know how he died.
As the ring drill bit into the cave wall of the rock formation, Fickwood finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the journey officially began - this "flying rocket" did not explode during the take-off procedure. The picture data from various electronic eyes
Although it is unclear, the overall working condition of the abbot's fairy boat can be judged from the direction of the flying sand - it has passed the first level.
"As agreed." Fickwood took out four photos from the tool bag of his space suit, representing two sharp-shooting scouts——
——When the drilling depth data reached [-150m], this cunning and stubborn old man patted the photo gently, and some variegated feathers emerged from the space suit. They were the color of black and white vultures, and also the color of the world.
The highest flying bird.
He clasped his hands together, and the photos changed from the developed state back to the slurry film. They were intertwined and flying, showing a "8" rotating trajectory, turning into debris in the high-speed movement, and finally disappeared completely.
This means that [Mobius] has been lifted, and some of the warriors of the Knife Scout team have returned to the real world.
Jiang Xueming nodded. Since the spacesuit did not have a radio system, he could not hear Fickwood's words and could only judge the old man's intentions from his body movements.
The strong hatred in his heart towards the blood-giving monster gradually faded——
——Very few blood-giving monsters keep their promises, and Fickwood is a special case. Perhaps it has something to do with his profession, because in science, what is real is real, and nothing can be faked.
Reaching about 450 meters below the ground, this is the first difficulty leading to the Garden of All Things. The arduous journey of the Abbot Xianzhou is just the beginning.
"Twenty-seven, twenty-eight..."
Fickwood was doing mental arithmetic and sweating.
"Twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one."
This is the fault signal that appeared all over the body when the Penglai mission failed last time. At this time, the twenty-seventh diamond segment was the starting point. By the final segment, the spiritual disaster index of these lightning stars had exceeded twice the standard.
The will of the monsters is being tested.
"Thirty-two...thirty-three...too fast, too fast, no, no, no."
At the end of Xianzhou, the mechanical power unit began to experience minor mechanical failures, mostly due to mechanical energy transmission problems caused by coordination problems between the power units - just like there was a coordination error in the timing of the gears between the engine groups.
The power steering is no longer so smooth. All kinds of bumps and stuck teeth will gradually destroy the machine.
For Abbot Xianzhou, because its body is large enough, and there is a part of the steel cable guide chain and biogel between the drill rings as a buffer zone, this noise cannot immediately destroy the power group composed of lightning stars - but this
It's not a long-term solution.
"The cause of the failure...the cause of the failure..."
Fickwood began to troubleshoot, running around the mechanical station, and finally observed the reconnaissance position of drill ring No. 31. There was a snowflake screen in a closed-circuit television - it sometimes restored the image and sometimes disconnected the link.
Suddenly, several dark tentacles flashed past, and Fickwood was very sure that they were uninvited visitors——
——That was a hitchhiker sent by the original seed, who also transformed into a butterfly.
Fickwood quickly checked the blurred image and was able to determine that it was an angel of divine virtue, such as the Incarnation Butterfly. It has rich sensory organs, and a flesh-and-blood monster composed of hands and eyeballs was transformed into the nerve endings of the original seed.
, perhaps the abbot's fairy boat just now smashed part of Mother Earth's iron-nickel cilia - it fell down the tunnel and caught up with several power groups at the rear of the fairy boat.
"Twenty-seventh Day, Star Officer Yuheng." Fickwood called Star Officer's name and called the students, and the bloody elixir crawled from the space suit to his face: "It's time, the messenger of Earth Mother
Right next to you."
"Immortal Master!" Yuheng Xingguan was on the top floor of this skyscraper. Hearing Tianzun's reminder, he quickly descended to the mechanical hub of the twenty-seven-section annular drill joint, "I'll take the first step!"
The elixir seeped into the apprentice's eyes and slowly reached his brain, filling him with strength and determination.
His body gradually expanded, squeezing through the spacesuit, and dense sprouts emerged from his two arms. They branched and extended to wrap the control handle of the mechanical platform, and released the guide chain of the drill ring one by one. After twenty-six rounds,
The closing procedure of section 27 opens the locking well of section 27.
Sand and dust rushed into the fairy boat in an instant, and the sand and gravel powder from the iron sand mine came in, shattering the star official's hood and knocking him off balance. He reluctantly got up - the smell of blood was in his mouth and nose.
Seeing the crack above the head, I almost want to leave my soul here.
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, the texture of the lightning star has been washed by sand and dust, and it seems to feel the call of the incarnate butterfly, and it has begun to explode wildly. They seep out of the steel and gradually turn into dancing strips of meat.
It is covered with thousands of eyes and is almost a spherical incarnation butterfly. It slowly penetrates into the crack and stretches out sixteen powerful black gold vein appendages from the root of its eye veins.
And it quickly "swimmed" in the twenty-seventh section. It has been observing the star officials and curiously watching these human creations - its eyes are filled with golden thunder, intertwined into complex grids,
It seems that he is in contact with the original seed all the time, trying to convey this news to his mother.
"Immortal Master..." Yu Heng's eyes immediately started to bleed. He could hardly look away, his mind was attracted by this beautiful and pure creation——
——He called out to the Heavenly Lord and silently recited the Bible of the Blood Butterfly in his heart. A cross-shaped wound was opened from the center of his eyebrows. The bones had to actively separate to expose the frontal lobe. It seemed that this blood-granting body was actively seeking the incarnation of the Butterfly.
The Vita imprint has started the normalization process.
"Immortal Master... Immortal Master..."
"I will repay you in the next life for your kindness!"
The temperature of more than 300 degrees made Yu Heng blind, and his tongue and throat made strange sizzling noises, as if a living person had been put into a microwave oven and was about to be roasted by purgatory.
"I will repay you in the next life!"
The blood and flesh spreading out from Yu Heng's body knocked down twenty-three locking mechanisms and emergency brakes almost simultaneously.
At the beginning of the twenty-seventh drill ring, a huge force cut off the skyscraper——
——It carried unimaginable mechanical energy and got stuck halfway in the tunnel. It was completely separated from the drilling equipment on the twenty-sixth level ahead, and the gecko lost its tail.
Since the twenty-eighth power unit began to squeeze the iron block in front, it began to slow down. Each subsequent power unit exerted pressure together, turning the steel that was more than ten meters high into a twisted and deformed biscuit.
The tunnel was completely blocked.
A rustling sound came from above the dark hole, which was the broken nerve cilia of the original species. It was only sixteen meters in diameter, and was drilled through by the fairy boat at once - flowing out a confusing and deadly darkness.
Golden blood, these elements touch the rock walls, and immediately grow black blood and flesh, turning into new angels of divine virtue. Just like the immune cells in the human body, following the instinct of the original seed, they
Search for "bacteria" and search for the "large virus" called Xianzhou. There are almost more than eighty strange angels of divine virtue gathered at the discus. They can't go any further.
The broken tail of Abbot Xianzhou has been completely destroyed, and some of the lightning stars are still executing the command of pushing and pulling the drill ring, accumulating huge mechanical energy, causing the steel to continue to squeeze and expand, generating a high temperature of more than 800 degrees, which will
It turned into a hot "blood clot" and the angels were stopped, unable to follow the tunnel drilled by the abbot and continue forward.
Fickwood raised his head. At this moment, his frontal lobe could sense a little emotion. It was bitter and sad, and its name was Necessary Sacrifice.