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According to Sandora's personal speculation, first assume that the Fallen Apostle has established a "radar" network with the gate of the abyss as the network skeleton and the information base station as the node, then the coverage of this network should be in the territory of the Fallen Apostle, and it has been spreading to a "quadrant unit" area outside the border. Anyone in this area may be scanned by this "Abyss Information Network".
Then I started to calculate how big a "quadrant unit" is in the void. This "quadrant unit" is related to the name of the void quadrant, but it is not the same thing. The latter can be regarded as the same division as the earth's time zone, while the former is a The 'distance' unit refers to the offset of information across a quadrant in the void. In the void, info offset, or info offset is the only way to describe "void distance", usually expressed as a percentage, a info offset of one percent can shift an entity from a world Going to another world is called "one unit", which is a relatively small unit, usually only used for short-range void cruising, that is to say, sailing within a quadrant, even if the information deviation of 10,000% , can only be counted as a short-range cruise. When sailing across quadrants, a larger unit must be used, which is the "quadrant unit". A quadrant unit represents the information offset of the entire void quadrant. But one thing that is difficult to understand is that there is no decimal system between the "one unit" of information offset and the "quadrant unit" of cross-quadrant navigation...
Although they both describe the "distance" in the void, although one of them is a small unit and the other is a large unit, although it seems that after enough "one unit" is crossed, it will inevitably cross the quadrant, but these two units cannot be converted , they have no radix, no inheritance relationship, and even their calculations have to use different mathematical systems - anyway, I still haven't figured out what's going on. It can only be understood in this way: in the void environment, any common mathematical common sense may not be valid, and the void does not follow any base and inheritance relationship.
Sandora saw that I didn't hold back anything after doing the conversion for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak: "The radiation range of a quadrant unit can just extend to the border of the empire. The nearest border between us and the fallen apostles is at Under the surveillance of this kind of monitoring network: if it really exists. But in fact, this monitoring network is already a fact that can be determined. I just asked Tavel to check the data collected from the gate of the abyss on the border again, and found something suspicious The information... This is mostly left by the monitoring system of the fallen apostles. We have always regarded them as abyss clutter, which is really a big miscalculation."
"Oh shit, wouldn't that be bad?" I couldn't sit still, "If there is this breakthrough, then the fallen apostles can see the situation inside the world barrier! Our troops stationed around the gate of the abyss can only prevent The fallen apostles invaded through those gates, but I'm afraid there is no way to interfere with their detection—every move is in the eyes of the opponent!"
"The situation is a bit bad, but it won't be very serious at the moment," Sandora thought for a while, "According to the analysis results of the team of scientists, the spy network established by the enemy can only operate when there is a gate to the abyss, and There are only two gates to the abyss in the border world of the Empire—these are for scientific research. But it is the world of scientific research that is most afraid of information leaks... I am thinking about whether to abandon those two gates. The enemy's signal base station is within the coverage area. But in this way... the deep dive plan will be greatly frustrated. In order to ensure safety, all the experimental projects related to the deep dive plan were placed on the border, and now it seems... tsk."
Even Sandora couldn't help snorting, which shows that this matter really upset her, but obviously there are not many choices left for us. So far, the Fallen Apostles are still the most dangerous enemy to the New Empire, and the fight against them absolutely does not allow for any chances. This time the fleet encountered an ambush, in fact, there is an element of underestimating the enemy: because the Sixth Fleet has been fighting against the enemy for a long time. We underestimated the vigilance and combat effectiveness of the fallen apostles. Now, based on the details of the ambush encountered by the fleet, Sandora deduces that the Fallen Apostle may have mastered the technology of using the Abyss Gate as a probe, and this technology has matured—this is just speculation, but there is already evidence that it is likely to be true , so we must not risk it. My personal opinion is that it is better to postpone the deep dive plan than to expose your secrets to uncertain factors.
"I think so too," Sandora heard my thoughts and nodded in agreement, "It's just very awkward. In the technical field related to the abyss, we are too passive. In the snatching, the New Empire seems to have taken advantage of it, but now it seems... From the overall technical level, the gap between the New Empire and the Fallen is very large."
I am speechless, this is an indisputable fact, and I am afraid it will be difficult to reverse. The nature of the Fallen Apostles determines that they have an advantage in related fields that we cannot duplicate—they have abyss affinity. Among other things, just a cruising technology in the shallow area of the abyss, the New Empire only built the corresponding shield when it had the prototype ship of the deep submersible ship and the corresponding blueprint, but the Fallen Apostle made it from scratch, and also made it Out! I really can't imagine how advanced the opponent's current abyss technology would be if the prototype of the deep submersible ship fell into their hands.
"If you want me to say that it is not enough to withdraw the experimental site, you also need to hang a big sign on the gate of the abyss at the border, which says 'peeping the dead father, eavesdropping on the dead mother, reposting the dead family, and the fallen apostle dying a household registration book ’, anyway, they have thick skins, and a few taunts won’t kill anyone.” Sandora and I were discussing important national affairs, when this sentence came from the side, and I turned around to see that it was Lilina who was hugging several small animals. The crow was standing behind the sofa, and those miniature Madisons were looking at this side curiously with vegetable leaves in their mouths, as if they had just been fed.
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In fact, there is no need to turn your head to know that Lilina is the only one who can say such things in such a serious situation. From a certain point of view, Lilina and Qianqian are actually quite similar, that is, their brains are very magical, their thinking is very jumpy, and they often speak amazingly when they have something to say, but the difference between them is that Qianqian often talks a lot My eyes light up, but when Lilina speaks, people's eyes often go dark... My eyes go dark right now.
"Idle is idle." Lilina looked at me and Sandora with dumbfounded faces, and raised her shoulders indifferently, "Boss, let me tell you, I can't go to the land of the fallen apostles to preach. , if I can let the Pope in, see what I can do to them in three days..."
I'm blind again...
In the end, Sandora and I reached a consensus that it is best to transfer the deep-diving test site in the border area first—at least suspend all research activities near the two abyss gates. But besides that, Lilina's suggestion also reminded herself: Of course it was not to put up a sign to swear at the fallen apostles. I think, this is an opportunity, an opportunity to throw a smoke bomb.
I decided to find two directors and a group of film stars, and act every day near the two gates of the abyss... Oh no, practice. Star Wars is played every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, Huanzhugege is played on Tuesday, Thursday and June, and the recording of the chat between Dragon God and the second lunatic last time is played on Sunday. The goal is to either fool the enemy or drive them crazy. Now it seems that the fallen apostles should not know that their abyss surveillance has been speculated by Sandora, so the enemy probably won't know what the imperial army is going crazy in front of the abyss gate in the border area...
"That's a good idea," Sandora's eyes lit up when she heard my thoughts, "Then it's better to evacuate the local research facilities secretly... Wait, don't evacuate the facilities at all, just put the materials and work It is enough to transfer personnel, and leaving the R&D facility can still deceive people in a short period of time. In addition, it is best to seriously consider the deliberate illusion near the gate of the abyss, although it will only take effect for a short period of time before being seen through by the fallen apostle , but before that, it would be good to let the other party do a lot of work for nothing... "
I nodded in relief, thinking that Sandora is actually good enough to be bad.
At this time, An Weena and her sister had already prepared the meal, and the moment the meal was served on the table meant that the discussion between herself and Sandora had come to an end. Cyndia, who was busy trying the snacks she just bought today, threw down the crispy noodles and spicy dried tofu, cheered and rushed to the dining table, and reached out to grab the meat buns closest to her, and was slapped by her sister. Tap on the paw: "Wash your hands!"
Cyndia fixed her eyes on the meat bun in front of her: "Well... I am a god, I don't need to wash my hands!"
Bingtis picked up her Royal Highness, and drove a group of children to the water room: "Go and go, wash your hands and wash your hands, do as the Romans do—my Bible is soaked for two hours every day now."
Me: "..." What is this bastard doing when he has nothing to do
"Have you finished researching the country's major affairs? What trouble did you encounter?" My sister smiled and watched Sandora and I sit down. The latter completely forgot about the surrounding things in an instant and began to sweep up the food in front of me. Then he waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay, the daily work has been solved."
At this time, Cyndia came back from washing her hands, wiped the water droplets from her hands on her skirt as she walked, looked up and asked me curiously: "Uncle, I just remembered something, do I have to brush my teeth every day here? "
"Of course." I think this kid is actually much easier to deal with than the other brats in the family, except that he sometimes has a little weird idea, and is a bit greedy, playful and curious. Shen Ping is good at education, and Cyndia is quite polite when she is a guest at someone's house, and she is basically obedient, "Brushing your teeth before going to bed is good for your health... Well, although it doesn't seem to mean much to us, it's a habit here. "
"Oh..." Cyndia snorted, counted the bean sprouts lying on the table, and turned her head after a few seconds, "But uncle, that thing called toothpaste really doesn't taste good."
"Pfft—" The people around sprayed one piece, and I stared at Cyndia dumbfounded: "Who told you that toothpaste is edible?"
Cyndia pointed to the table, and following the direction of her finger, I saw that Ding Dong was leading three miniature Madisons to climb into the fruit plate on an adult ladder: the latter are really a group of little guys who can never get enough to eat, of course, they may be just Those who are full have already returned to the little crow, and now they have changed a few more, anyway, they all look the same.
"Jing Dong said," Cyndia told us confidently, "Jing Dong taught me how to brush my teeth."
Me: "..." Ding Dang's method of brushing his teeth impressed me deeply. Take a sip of toothpaste and just two sips of water until you are full. Until today, the little thing has never learned how to use a toothbrush—although I have prepared a set of very small brushing tools for her.
"Don't learn from Sister Dingdang," Xiaoxue said to Cyndia as if she had experienced it, "half of her common sense of life is wrong."
Cyndia rolled her eyes wide: "So you can't eat that thing called soap?"
Sandora's mouth was full and she took the time to say: "Yes."
I hurriedly shouted: "No!! Don't learn from Sandora! Her common sense is not normal!"
Cyndia thought for a while, then used a fork to roll the cold noodles in front of her into a big drumstick, and gnawed them in her own way, her mouth was vague: "Oh, uncle's house is so strange... It seems that I have to get used to it for a few days OK."
I think it's not just a matter of adaptation...
I have to say that although Cyndia is generally a little bit more obedient than the worst children in the family (this is probably because Her Royal Highness Princess of the Protoss knows how to measure when she is a guest at someone else's house), she can still make people She was in a hurry, especially after she was full and started asking why. The first day the kid was here was fairly honest and didn't talk much, but she obviously saved up all the questions for us to ask together. After dinner today, she has a chance: I have the habit of basking in the sun in the afternoon, and she can tell at a glance that "Uncle has nothing to do at the moment", and pesters me to listen to the story of Lilina's three dozen black wind monsters—the source of this story It's obviously the archbishop who started making things up in the Bible when he was full, but that crazy girl obviously couldn't continue making it up. After talking about Lilina’s Three Dozens of Black Wind Monsters, Cyndia began to wonder what the macro world was. After listening to the macro world, she began to ask Avalon. After talking about Avalon, she began to ask why Aunt Sandora wanted to eat the plate. After talking about the plate, she asked again... asked me to tell the story of Lilina's three fights against black wind monsters again... I don't know what the hell I was talking about!
It was the first time I had such a torment two hours after the meal. I almost died of exhaustion after cheering up Cyndia, a hundred thousand whys. She let out a sigh of relief, and said that next time she would have something curious again, she would just drag Lilina over to reshape the child's three views... Well, I feel a little sorry for the Father God.
Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, just as Lilina's figure flashed in my heart, the fake Lolita archbishop appeared bouncing, and the little dwarf lay down on the wicker chair she usually used to bask in the sun, twisting comfortably. After a few times, she squinted her eyes against the already weak sunlight and started photosynthesis. After a while, the green words "EXP+5" began to float continuously on Lilina's head.
Me: "... By the way, what's the point of you making this thing?" I reached out and poked Lilina's forehead.
Lilina took off the letter "E", and it turned into a real thing in an instant. She handed this weird thing to me: "Boss, try it, it tastes like creamy taro."
Me: "..." Once again, Lilina and Qianqian do occasionally overlap in their detached personalities, but Qianqian makes people's eyes shine, and this guy really can only make people's eyes go dark!
Cyndia was holding on to the armrest of the rattan chair, showing curiosity, and stretched her arms to pick the letters from Lilina's head, but failed. It seemed that only Lilina could control those "EXP+5", so the Protoss The princess tugged at my arm again: "Uncle, uncle! Why does sister Lilina bubble when she is basking in the sun?"
"Because she's a bastard."
Cyndia rolled her eyes and thought for a while: "Oh, uncle's house is really amazing..."
After finishing speaking, the Protoss princess ran back into the house, and I vaguely heard that she was looking for Bingtis, and the conversation between the two came indistinctly: "... Bingtis, Bingtis Si, is there anything interesting to do at Uncle's house? Is there any interesting place around here?"
The voice of the female hooligan came lazily: "... oh, let me take you to watch the husky fight with Beibei across the street, okay?"
I was stunned, and immediately rushed to the balcony door: "Bingtis, go and drag that disgraceful fox back! She's going to hide herself again to scare the neighbor's dog, and prove that I really named her Wangcai!"
"I didn't fight with the dog!" The fox girl's soft voice suddenly came from under the balcony. I was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw that the nine-tailed fox was lazily lying on the lawn outside the house, with the eyes in front of me. A stack of peanuts, eating snacks while basking in the sun, nine tails greeted the sun from time to time in the air, the whole person was so leisurely that he almost lost his appearance.
Bingtis' voice came from behind: "The husky I mentioned was raised by the old man on the street. What do you think?"
Me: "... Damn, now that I mention huskies, I get connected with the fox at home."
A peanut flew up from the balcony and hit her on the forehead accurately, accompanied by the fox's dissatisfied grunt. I knew that this was the demon fox girl protesting—but who made her behave like that
Bingtis led the protoss princess and the rest of the protoss quintet to run out to watch the dogs fight. Lilina and I were stunned to watch a group of true gods rushing out the door like a holiday, with big eyes After staring at her for a while, Lilina couldn't help but smack her lips: "As expected of a god, look at his attitude towards life."
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If you follow this standard, then 80% of the old men and women on this street should be in the immortal class! RS