Within the galaxy, the stars are rotating slowly, the psychic energy waves are surging near the Mandeville Point, and the warships with cold and hard lines are slowly sailing out.
On the Kokutus, in the reception room,
"The Inquisitor has delegated his authority. We have obtained full travel rights and military command," Buzz said, "so can we go directly into Octares?"
"Of course, kid, we can go in any time we want."
Boots sighed, "I mean, can we get in there safely and get out of here in one piece?"
A huge swarm of insects, two powerful greenskin forces... The only reinforcements this time were the Son of Hades and Phaos, and most of the Death Guard went to attack the garden.
However, it is not easy for them to ask other legions for help in these matters.
“There are some challenges.”
The Son of Hades raised his eyebrows and stared at Kirkland in front of him. "Speak of the specific data, Sage. I don't need to teach you this."
"The success rate is 2.79%."
"… "
Buz Bella was silent. He stared at Kirkland, whose expression remained unchanged across from him.
“… This is different from what you said when you responded to our call.”
Buzz said in a strange tone, and Kirkland laughed.
"Show some respect, little brat. I was invited here by that idiot Karas. Faos has only one goal, to bring back Hades."
Buzz stared at Kirkland without blinking.
"Then let me ask it another way," he said, "What is the probability of rescuing Pluto without considering escaping unscathed?"
“97.7 percent,” Kirkland said. “I’m going to work on eliminating the remaining 2.3 percent.”
"Assuming that Pluto is rescued, what is the probability of survival for me, you, Jin—and most people in this star region?"
"0.2%—you think the number of those bugs is a small number?!"
Buzz raised his hands and looked helpless.
"Okay, we don't need to talk about this anymore. I unilaterally reject all of your opinions, Sage Kirkland."
Kirkland stood up, changing his relaxed attitude and staring at Buzz Bella seriously.
"But I still suggest you install a mechanical target, Boots."
"roll!"
Boots yelled, "Kim!"
"Here we go," Jin-306, who was busy coordinating the ship's handover, came over and skillfully hit the tumor on Kirkland's neck with a club.
“You don’t have to talk to him,” King said. “The language is not there.”
Buzz sighed, "I just want to talk to the representatives of Phaos. We owe Phaos too much."
Jin was neatly cleaning up the liquid left on the floor when Kirkland was taken in. Upon hearing this, Jin raised his head and stared at Buzz with his screen head.
"You don't owe them anything. This is their own choice. You've been in contact with too many politicians, Buzz. Now you can't understand simple believers anymore?"
Jin's appendage tapped on the window. The ships from Phaos were still leaping out of the warp, seemingly endlessly.
"If you really want to make it up to him," Jin continued, tying up Kirkland, "then you'd better get yourself a mechanical adult-style device and satisfy this idiot's perverted hobby - but you have to hurry, we'll find the real thing soon."
"I am me, and he is him." Buzz said helplessly. He closed his eyes and rubbed his brows. "I am Buzz Bella."
"Why..." Buzz sighed, "Why does everyone who sees him freeze at first sight when they see me?"
He thought of the photo he had seen and couldn't help but sigh again.
"I know, as your creator, I know the difference between you better than anyone else."
“But the similarity is very high, and you have to face that,” King said.
Buzz spread his hands again. "Okay - I'm boring myself. Let's stop talking about this. Now let's talk about Octares. Once we find him, I can give up."
Jin walked over slowly, and the sage like a mountain pressed down, and the bright blue screen was pressed in front of Buzz's face.
“:)”
"I'd really like to talk to Booth about this,"
Kim said calmly, Buzz kept a polite but awkward smile, he was sure that cold sweat was dripping down his forehead,
Although he is a hero of the Empire, to be honest, the old Dengs in the Death Guard are more difficult to deal with than each other, not to mention the sage Gold-306 founded by Mingzi.
"Karas has any special instructions for you, right?"
Kim said, "I'm curious what he told you, Buzz?"
"After all, if we are just going to find Hades, there is no need to wake you up. We are enough."
The smile on Buzz's face cooled, but he was still smiling. If it was Hades who was here, Jin-306 thought, perhaps the Black Domain had begun to threaten him vaguely.
But Boots is not Hades. He has no dark domain, only murderous intent.
"I'm curious as to why you're looking for him so urgently," Buzz lowered his voice, "Can the accumulation of ten thousand years be compared to the kindness shown ten thousand years ago?"
Jin was silent. The smiling characters on his screen were jumping, reminding Buzz of the communicator with a bad signal.
"It's worth it," Jin said. "The separation of life and death, the changes and failures, the memories of every hundred years, the birth and departure of generations, the responsibilities and hopes entrusted to us since then, the hopes and entrustments betrayed since then, a hundred million people to one person, it's worth it, it's completely worth it."
"I'm sorry, but I do have my own choices."
Buzz raised his eyebrows, and his eyes vaguely caught sight of the unconscious Kirkland. Realizing what he was asking, King spoke up.
"Don't worry, he is practicing hard. Except for the chip in his brain, Kirkland is now a pure natural person."
"So it looks like Karas should look for you?"
Booth said,
"No," the characters on the golden screen jumped, "First, Karas has a natural aversion to mechanical sages; second, I can't control myself."
"I pledged my loyalty to Hades ten thousand years ago. This is my underlying logic. Loyalty cannot be betrayed."
"So has he, at least among the Death Guard, and everyone who has seen Hades—except perhaps Calas Typhon."
"So you want me to come?"
Buz blinked, stared at Jin seriously, and held out his hand confidently.
Jin shook his head.
"You are really clever and a scoundrel," said the wise man, "much like him."
Jin stretched out his main limb, a suspended quantum rune flickering on it, and handed it to Buzz.
"This is the key to control the entire fleet," Jin said, "including Phaos'."
Buzz frowned, and turned his head to stare at the unconscious and bleeding Kirkland, "He..."
":P This is our previous grudge," Jin showed a string of tongue sticking out, "In the end, I won. From now on, in all cooperation projects related to Pluto, I am his boss and he is my slave."
"I'm glad you won, it's a great thing."
Boots complained, "And you trust me so much? - You know what I might do."
"You are you, and he is him," Jin said calmly, "I know this very well. I am the one who knows this best."
"You may be afraid, and I may be afraid too, which is normal and logical. Just genetically speaking, you may be more suppressed."
King continued to explain, "But I believe in Karas's eyes. He won't trust others easily."
Buzz opened his eyes slightly. "This really surprises me..." he said, "I thought Karas just disliked me..."
"I told you," King said, "these ten thousand years are more than enough for his kindness, Buzz. I am your creator, and I am glad to have created you."
"Go save more people, Buzz Bella, don't be fooled by him."
Buzz took a deep breath, put away the key, and smiled with a look of success.
"Jin, you are too optimistic," he said. "Although Phaos has many ships, we cannot break into Octares with our own forces. The best we can do is defend this area."
Jin slowly stood up. "We'll have to act according to circumstances," the great sage said. "I have a feeling that the Bone Crusher's army is here to find Hades. They just defeated a dead world - this is not a good thing. If we go deeper, we will definitely run into them."
"... As for the rest, as for the greenskins and bugs inside Octares..." King paused, "Hades will find a way."
Boots sneered, "That doesn't sound like you're going to rescue him."
"… "
“It’s a very sad point of view indeed.”
If only Kirkland had come, perhaps Pluto would have been rescued by now - but it is estimated that this star field, all the troops, and even half of the empire, would have returned to dust.
And it is not certain whether the person he rescued is the same person as before.
(End of this chapter)