"It might be spectacular later." Xiaoxue held my hand and said mysteriously. The mysterious look on the bear's face made people very curious. I knew she must be "seeing" through her special eyes. What did you say, but I didn't ask too much, because I knew that this child had a problem with her mother: I never said what I knew, and what I said was never complete, and what I said was comprehensive and the description was vivid and colorful. Yes, basically fooling people.
The engineering ship began to drop probes with transition functions all over the space. These probes instantly reached the end of this small "universe" with a radius of only tens of thousands of kilometers, and formed countless groups of symmetrically distributed spatial distortion generators. These generators The role of is to "reverse" the space. Space inversion is a technology that sounds very unclear but in fact... is actually really unclear. Its simplest description is: Suppose the space is a Rubik's cube, it has infinite orders, and the observer is a person who can only A being who understands a neat picture, if the side of the magic face facing the observer is disturbed, that side is incomprehensible to the observer. The normal space is orderly, equivalent to a neat Rubik's cube, and the observer is a conscious creature located in the space. Under normal conditions, all information will be presented to the observer at the same level, such as mass, light, gravity, The adjectives that you are familiar with and can be used to describe foreign objects, such as size, are normally located on the same "level", so that you can perceive that this is the neat state of the Rubik's Cube. And the inverting process is to disrupt this orderly state. After an entity is inverted, it is equivalent to the disrupted surface of the Rubik’s Cube. All information has drifted to other places, and because the observer lives in the "current level" Living things, so to the observer, what is reversed is equivalent to disappearing.
The process and result of doing so are obvious. It only needs a slight offset of a value to make the Rubik's Cube fall from the "tidy" state to the "untidy" state. This operation is usually used to hide and protect important facilities, because it has good encryption: as long as you do not master the algorithm, you will never know which side the thing you are looking for has been flipped. For low-dimensional observers, The object in the anti-phase state actually enters the one-dimensional space that is always higher than your perspective, and there are countless possibilities in the high-dimensional space (think of the dimension difference database), which is equivalent to a disordered Rubik's cube with countless orders and faces. And what you are looking for is among the countless—so as long as you don’t have a device that uses the same algorithm to perform cracking calculations, the probability of finding the hidden thing is infinitely close to zero.
Therefore, although the Protoss' technical strength is not bad, they are also at a loss when facing an imperial facility that is solidified by the end of the world and is always in a state of reverse phase. Mathematics major student with combined master and Ph.D. is Niu X? But without touching the game, how can he know how much a ninety-level nude mage can recover mana per second without turning on the buff... Well, let's not talk about it.
The space distortion generator has completed the synchronization and started to "pull" the misplaced space back to its original position, just like rearranging a messed Rubik's Cube. Anyone who has touched the Rubik's Cube knows that although it looks very confusing Big, but as long as you understand the principle of the Rubik's Cube, it is actually not difficult to reorganize it. No matter how high the order of the Rubik's Cube is, the algorithm of the reorganization process remains the same, at most it will greatly increase the workload. In the final analysis, the reverse phase technology of the empire is an encryption method that prevents the outside but not the inside. At the beginning, no one thought that the empire would split and deal with itself one day, so many things that use encryption algorithms can be used by the empire itself. The anti-phase space in front of us is an example of what was cracked. In less than two minutes, all the misplaced spaces were marked out, and then pieced together one by one.
In an instant, the hidden truth is presented to us.
A bloody vortex with a huge space that seems to swallow the entire world occupies our entire field of vision... No, this is not just a vortex, but a storm that stretches for tens of thousands of kilometers! The chaotic and crazy blood and black colors are distorted to form the eye of the storm, and all of us are standing in the center of this storm!
One second, there was only chaotic and dark space clouds in front of him, and the next second, he was in the eye of a storm that could drive normal people out of both claustrophobia and vortex phobia. This visual impact is huge Rao, even if I have been to a stormy planet like Misty Star, I was taken aback when faced with this situation, and Qianqian was even more exaggerated—disappeared in front of us with a sharp sound, and only reappeared after a few seconds. After appearing, he patted his chest in fear: "Huh... I switched to Li personality and went back to the spaceship to drink a cup of tea, listen to light music, sleep again, watched two movies, listened to two cross talks, and finally calmed down—— People have vortex phobia."
I:"… "
Father God was also dumbfounded: "... just for a while... well, as you said, she is very powerful."
I knocked Xiaoxue on the head lightly, knowing in my heart that this girl must have been suffocating and wanted to see her father being frightened, but it was a pity, although this bloody storm that pierced the sky was indeed very impressive. The liver trembles, but I have seen a scene that makes the liver tremble more than this. The ruthless character who claims that Mount Tai collapses in front of him can not change his face as long as he closes his eyes. How can a bear child get his wish
"What's going on with this storm?" I couldn't help but look at Father God, but the other party spread his hands in a bare hand: "You ask me, I'll ask who to go to, this is your thing - I'm here to lead the way."
Well, I forgot about this. It seems that we still need to contact the expert group. The answer given by the expert group is that they have sent engineering planes to enter the storm wall to investigate. The bloody vortex in front of them made the experts puzzled. In their impression, there was no facility in the empire that would produce such a scene. Therefore, many scientists suspected that this was originally assumed to be a normal facility in this universe. An energy storm was generated, and due to the impact of the end of the world, everything in this universe was fixed within the few hours of the end of the world like a snapshot, and even this energy storm was also hovering in the anti-phase state for tens of thousands of years.
The few of us were hovering in mid-air like this. After getting used to it for a while, this huge vortex had no effect on my visual impact, but its blood-red color made people uncomfortable, but just when I was thinking about it It was not the time to wear sunglasses to protect the body and mind, but news came from the engineering machine: They found a workstation that still had an energy response inside the storm wall. If you guessed right, it should be the research facility established by the Empire here.
Everyone immediately got on the engineering spaceship and headed to the destination. Soon, we passed through the endless storm wall and entered an even crazier area. I noticed that at the moment of passing through the storm wall, the detectors of the engineering spaceship displayed high energy readings, and the energies read were all kinds of strange, ranging from psionic energy to ordinary electromagnetic energy. Could the storm be a microcosm of the end of the world: at the moment the universe collapsed, all the energy in this space with a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers was absorbed.
Inside the storm wall, the torrent of energy sweeping over is of course countless times stronger than the eye of the storm, and it is mixed with a large number of material fragments and torrents of elementary particles that cannot be analyzed. Perhaps after everything in the world is torn to the extreme, it will inevitably It's a red and black tornado. Fortunately, these sweeping things are not a threat to our shields, and we arrived at the workstation that miraculously survived under the welcome of a seemingly spectacular energy storm: it is a six-six floating in the air. It is a polygonal building with a large size. It is estimated that there is a complete living area inside. Judging from the complete platform at the bottom, it is originally a space building. Its anchoring system must still be functioning, because the entire workstation remained stable in the frantic hurricane around it, like an island in the middle of a tidal wave. The engineering ship found a universal locking port suitable for connection at one end of the platform where the hexagonal building is located, but soon we found that the locking port was damaged, and the workstation itself no longer responded to any external signals, so the final solution was our Leaving the ship hundreds of meters away from the workstation, approaching the target with a dog planer.
... No wonder! Anyway, it's a scrapped workstation, and it's a big deal to connect it forcibly. After smashing the locking port of the workstation platform, the engineering ship and the space workstation formed a dumbbell-like combination, and we came to the site platform through the twisted and broken suspension bridge.
The whole crash landing process was perfect, and I found the feeling of a big movie—it would have been more perfect if there was no Qianqian holding up the camera all the way to take pictures.
Wearing protective light armor and wearing reinforced shields, the assistant technicians and engineers got out of the spaceship, assigned their tasks quickly and orderly, and began to inspect this large-scale abandoned workstation: in fact They are the real protagonists of this mission, such as exploring ancient facilities, researching old imperial machines, and measuring data in the storm core of another world, which sounds particularly advanced and sophisticated, certainly cannot be handled by a few of us laymen. Yes—even Father God is here just to join in the fun. We followed the engineering ship. It sounds nice to say that the leader went to the front line to direct the work. To put it bluntly... can we just pick up the nice words
"It should be part of a larger space structure. Look at the broken long bridges at the end of the platform." Xiaoxue pointed to the far end of the platform, and following the direction of her finger, she could see the extension of the platform where the workstation was located. There were several gray-white alloy roads, but they were all torn apart. The part on the opposite side of the road disappeared, leaving only twisted metal stubbles. Pipelines protruded from those stubbles. And squeaking sparks.
Viska has been constantly pulling out probes from the portable space, and at this time, a large group of small things buzzing like a swarm of bees (I'm ashamed to say that they look more like flies) have followed behind him , and then these probes disappeared neatly before our eyes. Maotong Luoli explained: "I sent them nearby to see if there are other workstations. Since this site has been preserved, there may be other surviving stations." What about the part—brother, am I smart?"
As soon as Viska finished speaking, Pandora began to frantically place the probes—sometimes Pandora is indeed not as smart as Viska, is this because the former's stuffy gourd attribute is too serious
"The energy storm here should have been an abyss suppression system," a senior technician sent the latest detected data. Looking at the report, Xiaoxue analyzed it seriously, "There is no way to detect the machine now. It is close to the bottom of it, but there may have been an abyss gate there originally, which is the entrance to the deep dive. The storm body was built around the abyss gate, and it is estimated to be in a 'self-mirror' state... oh, that is to say, no matter From whichever direction you enter the storm, you will find yourself facing the upper entrance of the storm. This is a suppression system designed for the special 'eternal two-dimensional plane' state of the gate of the abyss, which has countless directions in countless directions. A single ontology, which collapses into a unique 'direction' depending on the observer, for maximum suppression of whatever the abyss releases There is no need to take such trouble to preserve the gate for a long time."
It usually looks like two to five to eighty thousand, but I didn't expect Xiaoxue, a brat, to know a lot about this. Perhaps, as she said, she has received a full set of elite education that an imperial princess should receive since she was a child. A royal elite of real value, not a vase of cuteness - that's the only thing I feel good about this kid. Of course, the one thing that is not gratifying is: In order to provide her with this level of elite education, what kind of tutors did Lin Xue and I find for her...
Since the sweeping energy storm is also mixed with a large amount of matter particles of unknown composition (it is estimated that all types of matter in the entire universe can be found in these particles?), after the formed gust hits the shields around everyone, the matter particles It was decomposed to form a faint halo, like a beautiful iris coating. Through this thin layer of light and mist, I looked up at the workstation in front of me that had stood in the storm for tens of thousands of years, and suddenly found A blue flash streaked across its top.
At first I thought it was a hallucination, but soon, the second flash appeared again. Against the background of the black and red storm, this blue light was particularly conspicuous, and it is now certain that it was emitted by a facility on the top of the workstation shine.
"The place is still functioning—" I pointed to the top of the workstation, "it may be a protective device, otherwise it can't explain how this workstation has been preserved to this day."
At this moment, good news came from the engineers: they found the entrance to the workstation.
The entrance is hundreds of meters away, and has been buried by a large number of collapsed alloy plates and black crystalline substances of unknown composition. If it weren't for the credit of the perspective scanning equipment, no one would have thought that there was a passage behind this pile of garbage. The engineer commanded the self-discipline machine to cut and clear all the obstacles at the door, revealing a hexagonal alloy gate—perhaps the accumulations played a certain protective role, and this gate looked much newer than the surrounding walls. Of course, this is meaningless: according to the degree of damage to this broken place, no matter how new the gate is, it will not be able to swipe cards at this time.
An assistant technician removed the data interface next to the gate, connected his own scanning terminal to the data interface, and reported to us half a minute later: "The internal defense facilities have been taken offline, which can directly destroy the large..."
"Boom!" A loud noise interrupted the assistant technician's last words. Under the bombardment of conventional artillery, the alloy gate opened a big hole, revealing the dark corridor inside. Pandora embraced her precious hand cannon. In her arms, she wiped the muzzle of the cannon, and then showed me a dumb expression—she wanted to win back from Viska in terms of mobility.
Me: "... well, go ahead, pay attention to safety, it is strictly forbidden to throw bombs anywhere."
Entering through the gate, there is a dark corridor at first, so the Father God himself said: "Let there be light." This made me feel very touched, and then led by the workstation structure diagram scanned by the sentinel probe, A group of people began to march towards the first room suspected of having important equipment. There is a weak and weird gravity in this lifeless huge building. It seems that its gravity generator is still lingering, but the gravity generated is at forty-five degrees to the ground—so we have decisively shielded the gravity field here, Anyway, the impact is not big. The long corridor was extremely dead silent, and the original sharp whistling wind sound was isolated from the far entrance, as if faintly coming from another world. After leaving the black and red and depressing sky background, I feel that the interior of this lifeless workstation is more comfortable: although if I can, I still hope that these two things can be solved quickly.
The engineers and Xiling technicians were divided into more than ten teams according to the personnel ratio of 3:1. As they passed through the fork in the road and divided their troops, soon there was only the last group of staff left around us: they were the members of the team. Our senior technicians and best soldiers will always be with us in the coming time. The probe has roughly figured out the structure of the workstation. It is a four-story building. There are not many floors, but the height of the floors is exaggerated—maybe this is because some special facilities inside it occupy a relatively large space? God knows. The workstation was originally supposed to have five floors, but part of the topmost floor was damaged, which is a little bit above the suspected shield generator, and now only some fragmented crystal domes are left, which is very regrettable. Because according to the structure of the workstation, there is likely to be the place where important observation equipment is located, and its damage means that a lot of data has been destroyed by the energy storm.
The protoss five-member group, Father God, and several protoss scholars followed us all the way. Except for the five-member group, everyone else had curious expressions on their faces: they probably didn’t have much contact with imperial technology. They are all weird, and Bingtis decisively slapped a protoss when he reached out to pick a protrusion on the wall next to him: "Don't be like a bumpkin?"
Father God smiled awkwardly, um, it was very embarrassing—this group of gods who are usually majestic and majestic are really cute in front of their own people, it's a bit too cute to say it! Can that uncle over there stop taking pictures everywhere like Qianqian! ? You are God!