Viska really lived up to my hope—she had almost forgotten all the muddled things she did back then, even the cloak she liked to wear when she first joined the big family, but fortunately she still There is an ai adjutant who uses the original firmware memory method. Although the second lunatic is not mentally normal, at least her memory is not a problem. After seeing the picture we sent, she immediately remembered the bloody and bloody years In those days, I nostalgicly circled a certain part of the picture with a red circle on the feedback information, and introduced to us: "Look, this is the belly button of this ship back then, and the belly button of this ship was so big... "The whole meeting room was quiet, including Bingtis, who faced the second lunatic's broken mouth with a horrified expression, and the latter didn't stop saying: "Do you look sexy? ? This ship was not as fat as it is now. Back then, the figure was good. Curves and curves were required, but the waist radius was more than 7,000 kilometers..." "You... shut up and listen to us Is it okay?" I lay on the table half dead, angry like gossamer: I really regret looking for that second lunatic, it's not good for me to tease someone who has no clue! "Oh, you said," the second lunatic woke up from the beautiful moment of recalling her belly button and waistline. Her avatar on the communicator has always been a cloud without entity, and now the cloud is twisting and turning. Then it slowly turned into a black and white image of Viska, "By the way, how about the new look I made for myself? It looks much better than that bastard of the Great Overseer."
I continued to be angry: "... well, well, anyway, do you remember how you and Viska brought this Hessian tribe here? How did you find their home world, and then stay here again? What things, and whether this universe has been transformed by you—we found a large number of space folds and completely enclosed and highly encrypted parallel time and space here. These things have caused a lot of trouble for the Imperial Army. In a different space.
In addition, if you have time, by the way, why did Viska suddenly become her savior at the beginning—" Speaking of this, I couldn't help turning my head to look at Viska, and the little girl finally tossed her out of her personal space. The black cloak that I liked to wear at the beginning is now dressed as it was back then and standing in front of the holographic projection, posing in the same pose as in the photo.
Then let a group of young people play the game of finding faults.
"I really don't understand how Viska still had the time to do good things back then."
"The Hessian tribe? What is that?" The second lunatic froze for a moment, "We brought people with us back then?" A sober mind? ! Fortunately, the memory bank of the second lunatic is still fine. She carefully checked the information in the corners of her memory core, but she remembered that there were still several layers of refugees hanging on the spaceship after the destruction of the Legion's rumbling army. The way the old driver leads people!), "Oh, I think of it, they lead people, but they weren't called the Hessian tribe back then.
They were called... well, anyway, it was another name, not important information, so I didn’t record it, probably changed their name after the new world took root, it’s normal, changing your name after the end of the world is like going abroad after winning the lottery There is a reason for plastic surgery... "I don't know where she got this messy knowledge! And are there any connections between these two things except that they are similar in action?" "The Hessian tribe... um.
This ship should be called that too," the second lunatic opened the chatter box and began to babble, "It seems to be a group of interesting guys, but the general didn't have much contact with them at the beginning.
At that time, the Legion was hunting outside the borders of the old empire-this is what we said back then, just wandering around and seeing if we could find a few waves of unsightly youngsters to shoot a few shots. This was the hobby of the general back then.
Then we found that world.
At that time, the end of the world was going on in that place, and you know the temper of the general back then. She liked watching the end of the world the most.
So we watched hundreds of thousands of years in the void..." "Wait! "I almost put my head on the table, "You have squatted outside the world barrier for hundreds of thousands of years, just to see how a universe collapses bit by bit? ""Yeah, idle is idle anyway," said the second lunatic, taking it for granted, "The general likes to watch the end of the world, big tear, big collapse, heat death and cold death."
Slow disintegration and rapid disintegration.
There are also all kinds of end of the world after the world barrier is broken and swallowed by the void.
At that time, whenever such a good thing happened, the legion would squat outside the world barrier, and the ship would bet with the general to see how long the universe could last at most. She has watched on the bridge for more than a million years without blinking her eyes, and let the silly soldiers blow the ashes off her body every day..." The people in the room looked at the young girl who was playing with a group of children with terrified eyes. Viska, who was very happy, didn't know the latter at all. She was replaying the pictures brought by Sandora upside down one by one, dressing herself up as she was back then, and continuing to play with everyone and find fault.
I suddenly felt sore in my heart—the second lunatic told a story that sounded ridiculous, but I couldn’t laugh at all. How lonely was Viska back then that he regarded this as his only hobby. She doesn't know what is happy and what is sad at all. She lives for the sake of living and acts for the sake of action. It's really hard for the second lunatic to accompany her for so many years.
"Ha, this ship was made by the general, and it was supposed to accompany the general," the lunatic ai said very disapprovingly, "Although watching the end of the world is indeed a bit boring... Let's not talk about it, anyway, the legion was waiting for that universe as usual. It collapsed completely, and then the general suddenly saw what she was interested in, that is, the Hessian tribe, they ran out desperately, and nearly one-third of them died in the blink of an eye, so the general let the legion go in to join in the fun."
The elder sister's logic is obviously in the style of normal people, so she is very puzzled: "Join the fun? Why? Join in for what?" "Need a reason?" The logic of the second lunatic is obviously not in the style of normal people, so she is also very puzzled, "General Said: Let's go in, and run around the edge of the universe, and the legion goes in."
Everyone: "..." This is the truth back then.
"Then there were a lot of spaceships rushing towards us," the second lunatic said, "Well, there are quite a lot anyway.
At that time, the general didn't say to destroy those things, and the ship thought that those spaceships looked good, so they dismantled their engines and hung them on the body in a string with cables.
At that time, all the big guys in the legion were doing this, but this ship was the largest, and there were six strings hanging on the deck alone! "Suddenly, there was a sound of heads hitting the table in the conference room.
For the first time in my life, I heard that the quantifier of spaceship can be said by "string".
At first, I thought there was a translation problem in the records of the Hessian tribe, but now I see that this is true: the psychopaths of the Legion of Destruction really put eyes on the spaceships of the Hessian tribe and hung them on strings Yes, the reason is that their spaceship looks better! Now I can fully imagine that the second lunatic essentially regards those suicide troops as necklaces, just like she who is now a star warship went to the asteroid belt to collect ice ore and made a star ring for herself as a grass skirt.
She is very good at doing such sensational things.
As for the second lunatic, she was still muttering: "Speaking of which, at the beginning of the year, this ship really didn't think about it. There were people in those spaceships. It took me a few days to notice this, so I quickly put it on the ship. Those bracelets and anklets are thrown away."
At this time, the people in the room had stopped talking, and even Qianqian, who had a little ADHD, sat there and listened obediently: she probably finally met a guy with a big brain who could fight with her, and she felt very admirable.
"How did you think of saving people in the end?" This is the question I am most curious about, because no matter how you look at it.
Back then, the Legion of Destruction did not look like a guy capable of doing good things. A group of cold-blooded war machines who could squat outside the world barrier and watch the race inside with a cold eye. I love the current Wiska who is sensible and obedient and knows how to protect others, but her black history back then can't be denied... "Reason? You talk so strangely, do you need a reason for doing things?" The second lunatic asked me back, "The general said we would take those people with us, and we did, and then we went to a world that no one had ever been to.
The general suddenly asked the ship again.
Why was there so much room-occupying clutter in the fleet—she forgot by then that she ordered them—so we threw them out.
Before leaving, the general didn't know what to think, she asked people to throw some unused junk to those mortals.
That's how it goes from beginning to end.
Oh, by the way, at that time the general told those mortals that he would go back: We found that the lifespan of the universe was approaching, and the end of the world would not take long. The general would definitely lead the legion back to watch.
Thinking about it now, this should be the only time the general talked to those mortals from the beginning to the end, and she said a few words to them in total: ""Go away, don't follow me. "
"I don't want these rags, you take them."
"I'll be back when the time comes—you guys go away."
"What are you and why are you on the boat?" The story of the second lunatic is finished, and this is a record of the entire history of the Hesse tribe from her perspective.
Needle drop can be heard all around, and Bingtis suddenly poked my arm: "Look, you shouldn't ask about the cause and effect of this history: you still don't know that your sister's brain is abnormal?" I nodded heavily, in fact, the truth should have been What I thought of: There was no reason for Viska to save the Hessian tribe back then, and even on the way she did it, she suddenly forgot what decision she had made, so that she pointed to the refugees brought on the spaceship by herself in surprise and asked what are they.
Under such circumstances, it is better to study the chicken-and-egg problem than to investigate how the Hessian tribe was rescued and the motivation of the Legion of Destruction.
Back then, Huesca was better than Qianqian, Qianqian could only say that she was a little unconstrained, and Hueska's brain at that time was simply Brownian motion... "So we think too much," Sandora shrugged a little dumbfounded. She shrugged. She was the same as me. At first, she thought that since the Hessian tribe dared to have such a long relationship with the Legion of Destruction, they might hold many old secrets, and even reveal a little bit of the history of Viska back then. As a result, looking at it now, they are purely "goods" stuffed into the warehouse when Viska was unconscious. I don't know if this truth will be known by the people of the Hesse tribe who are still loyally waiting for the return of the general. What happens: Just make this a black history and never bring it up again, "But anyway, they have a relationship with Viska.
In this war, try to protect these people as much as possible, and then accept them as one of the old family members into the imperial family according to the new imperial code. "
Everyone has no opinion. Anyway, the more servants, the better. This Hessian tribe now seems to have average technological strength, but for the servants who rely heavily on the technical support of the empire, their own civilization level is easy to improve, and Back then, they also had the vigor to fight to the death in the face of doomsday: if they could pass on this spirit.
Maybe they are also a good group of guys, at least in line with the values of the Apostles of Xiling.
Regarding this Hessian tribe, I actually had some thoughts just now. I think they may have unexpected development potential: According to their encounters, this species is simply a miracle in terms of survivability. They were sent hundreds of thousands of years ago— According to the fact that the crazy AI was also there at the time.
That was at least 700,000 years ago, and I can still imagine that the lunatics of the Doom Legion definitely didn't know how to prepare a comfortable living environment for the guests. To pack the luggage for others, so this species has almost developed again from zero after arriving here.
In this barren and cold world, the difficulty of surviving can be imagined. Let's assume that Viska left them enough supplies for temporary survival, but on the premise that there is no warm sun in the entire universe.
Learning how to survive before the resources are exhausted requires a strong survival force.
Born at the end of the gradually collapsing universe, once charged against the void like Don Quixote challenging a windmill, was pinched and tossed by the killing machines of the Legion of Destruction, and was carelessly stuffed in a spaceship to such a broken place, and then casually After throwing it away like this, they are still alive and well, living happily in another doomsday world—what a miraculous and deadly species this is! I think the only difference between them and the third magical brother is the Ganges water... I was feeling so emotional.
Viska finally got tired of playing and everyone came to find fault.
Wearing the black cloak that she hadn't worn for several years, she rushed to me in a hurry, and she lay down in front of the communicator with me and said hello to her lunatic AI: "Hello.
Adjutant, did I really help these people before? "It's true, Your Excellency General—ah, it's so good to hear your voice, the South Pole of this ship trembled slightly with excitement.
If you still have questions about this period of history, there are video records of that year in the memory core of this ship. "
"No need," Viska shook his head, then grabbed my arm with inexplicable excitement, "Brother, brother, I did good deeds back then! I did good deeds back then!" I completely I don't know what expression to use to answer Hueska's excited appearance now, or continue to lament the fate of the group of Hessian tribes - a magical species that has fought hard against the Legion of Destruction and has not been beaten from beginning to end, this People all grew up soaked in Indian oil, right? "But I'm curious, what exactly does this Hessian tribe want to do now," Sandora turned off the projection device, and tapped her fingers on the table rhythmically, "From Harlan's entry into this world, to the time when the Empire also swarmed Come in, all are high-profile actions. The people of the Hesse tribe should have seen this a long time ago. There is no reason for a civilization that has developed to the top in this universe not to have super-light deep space observation technology. They have not even sent a representative. What the hell are you doing?"
I nodded in agreement: "And they should be familiar with the Imperial warships. There is no reason why Viska's spaceships should not be recorded as a worship image. Now it seems that God has descended in the Vatican. As a result, the entire city I haven't seen anyone..." Just halfway through my words, I was interrupted by an emergency call from the command center: "Your Majesty, this is Sivis, the natives of this world have behaved abnormally, and they suddenly gathered countless The spaceship is heading towards our army's position! It is expected that the opponent's vanguard will contact our army at a distance of one light minute within an hour!" So everyone in the entire conference room had an expression of "What the hell?" ran to the bridge.
When I saw the detection images from the deep space probes and early warning radars, I was a little bit taken aback, to be honest.
Each set of pictures comes from a different airspace, and there are tens of thousands of such pictures—in fact, the giant projection in the center of the command hall and the holographic projections on the surrounding command seats have all been occupied by these pictures.
Nearly endless black warships are gathering, they are emerging from every corner of this universe, from every space fortress and red dwarf refuge of the Hessian tribe, and even from some of us that we didn't even notice before. Out of the ancient and cold dust cloud.
These battleships are ugly in appearance, gray and black all over, and their shape is the same as the ellipsoidal spaceship we saw before for collecting eop-03 radiation energy, almost just the simplest geometry, most of which are cylinders and ellipsoids, which gives me the feeling It's like Armstrong cannons flying over the sky... Anyway, that's what it means.
I just have one thought—did the Hessian tribe smelt all the remaining material in the universe to make a spaceship? ! What's the matter with the number of this shit! (To be continued.
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