There are weirdness everywhere in the ghost ship: the spaceship lacking "identity", the starship structure that does not conform to common sense, the facility specially prepared for carbon-based creatures in the core area, the highly silent starship system, and a starship that may have died long ago. Fragmented diaries left by the ship's members—these bits and pieces of information are increasing, gradually leading us to a certain [answer], but until the final answer is revealed, it is still difficult for me to imagine who built the ship. The spacecraft, and what happened to the spacecraft during the tens of thousands of years of drifting.
Warren? Field's diaries are still being discovered one after another, but because these things are carved on the wall or other surfaces, it is difficult for us to sort them out in order, and we can only slow down from the texts one after another. Slowly organize and summarize the experience of the commander of the servant army of the old empire after waking up alone in this exile spaceship.
It is now certain that the spaceship did break down—although the failure of the things made by the Xiling Apostle sounds unbelievable, but its wake-up device did have an accident. The awakening system that will be activated after the survivors was inexplicably activated, but only one crew member was awakened. The commander named Warren Field recorded most of what happened after he woke up: In the first few days, He maintained an optimistic attitude. After more than ten days, he began to have complaints and negative emotions, but these negative emotions did not seem to affect him for a long time. From the diary he left, it can be seen that he quickly adjusted his mentality .
The next diary entry was inscribed on a pillar in the hall, and was followed by several incoherent entries: "Warren Field's diary, thirty-second day, routine work and chores completed , Trying to let the spacecraft review the wake-up process again, which is something I have to do every day. The review result is the same as before, and the reason for the early wake-up cannot be found. It may be that some systems left hidden dangers when the spacecraft was attacked. In order to prevent other people from being woken up in advance, the main publishing end of the wake-up process was transferred to two backup systems. The shipboard host accepted this suggestion, and it seemed that it also realized that it might be faulty. Today should be a day worth celebrating, This stubborn shipboard main engine has finally compromised with a carbon-based creature, of course, it is more likely that the compromise has nothing to do with it, it is this machine that has made its own logical judgment, but no matter what, I should find a way to make myself happy."
"Warren Field's diary, the twenty-eighth day. The mood is not very good, but after examining my previous behavior and mental state, the previous training is still useful. I discovered my emotional problems in time, and it seems that I need to adjust my mood. .Loneliness is not such a fatal thing. As long as you find enough things to do, the busy life will dispel loneliness. I added two kinds of daily tasks to myself, including cleaning my main activity area and backing up the radar report to another In a data terminal. The cleaning work was originally carried out by an automatic system, but I convinced the equipment in charge of this work in the name of carbon-based organisms needing regular [exercise] to keep healthy. It is much more tempered than the shipboard main engine. Plan After a few days to study the food mix, the matter generator should be able to produce more weird things."
"Warren Field's diary. On the forty-fourth day, I found that I hadn't kept a diary for a long time, which was inevitable: every day of life was the same, and nothing happened here that was different from the previous day. Lack of change, There is also a lack of need to record, so the future diary will probably be recorded every so often. It is a good idea to only write down the things that I think are worth recording. I don’t have to worry about not having enough walls in the spaceship—— Let's hope other people wake up and don't complain that I carved the spaceship like a hominid cave."
"Warren Field's diary, the 60th day, the boring days are really hard, so today I did a more adventurous thing: take the shuttle in the ship and fly to the starship city 20 kilometers away to go around , the situation is as expected, it is all over, the damage to the spaceship is very serious, the people in the starship city and the people in the outer garrison area should have died instantly when the attack came: the body of a mortal is so fragile, if the people on this ship If they are all apostles of Xiling, the situation may be completely different. The apostles of Xiling will survive, repair the ship in a short period of time, and land in a certain world to start all over again—but what is the use of thinking about it? It’s a mortal. After returning to the core area, the energy network of the spacecraft was reset to reduce the energy supply of the peripheral area, and it was set that if further damage occurs, the peripheral area can be completely abandoned by the ship’s main engine. The ship’s main engine agreed to this plan , I began to think that stubborn AI is actually quite cute.”
"Warren Field's diary, on the sixty-first day, the peripheral area has been completely depressurized, and the artificial gravity has been turned off. Now the only place where there are living people on this spaceship is here. Under the suggestion of the ship's main engine, the interference device Concentrated in the core area, this greatly improves the silent level of the spaceship. Now it should be more difficult to detect signs of life and thinking in the spaceship from the outside. Even if there is a psychic assault soldier standing on the shell of the spaceship, he will definitely not be able to detect my thoughts. , which makes me feel more at ease."
These are the diaries on the pillars, and then we searched around the hall again, but found no more words. It seems that the main records are not here.
Sandora gently stroked the inscriptions on the text that had gone through tens of thousands of years, and frowned slightly: "It seems that this ship is really designed for escape, so it should be built after the catastrophe. The rush of time probably explains why it didn't comply with starship regulations. Thanks to those special designs, it escaped almost completely destroyed."
Lìlìna has given up on searching for the life response. Under the action of a cutting-edge interference device, even the life induction force of the Protoss will fail, let alone hers, so this girl came over to participate in our topic: "Then why are the spaceship crew a Helping mortals? Isn’t the vitality of the Xiling apostles stronger? Since they can build such a spaceship, why don’t they run by themselves?”
"Maybe they are all infected, so I can only let the vassals who have not been infected flee quickly." Sandora answered without much thought, "We have seen such examples many times, right? The Xiling apostles handed over the last ship to people who have not been infected while they are still awake, so of course they can run one by one in an emergency, regardless of whether it is a servant army or an imperial soldier."
I frowned beside me and thought hard for a long time. I always felt that something was wrong, but when I looked up and saw the little crows stumbling in a messy line walking behind Madison, I suddenly realized: Fleet!
"This ship is a single ship." I looked up at Sandora, "No matter the ghost ship we found or the various records found here, there is no evidence of the existence of other exiled spaceships. As an escape team, this Is it a little smaller?"
If a sector of the Old Empire had the capacity to make this one getaway ship, it would theoretically have time to make more, too. As far as the empire is concerned, it is almost impossible for the time to be able to manufacture only one ship, and the escape team we have found so far has never been as small as a ghost ship, even the tree elves, they escaped It is also an entire planetary fortress, carrying billions of civilians on it—and what about this ghost ship? There is only one ship, a ship tens of kilometers long, which is considered a giant compared to the starships made by other civilizations, but it can only be regarded as a flat boat when compared to the large fleet that escaped after the collapse of the old empire.
Sandora immediately realized this problem. She nodded: "That's true. Warren Field never mentioned other spaceships in his diary, and he didn't even think about looking for other spaceships, which means that this ship was indeed set off by a single ship... Although the disaster that year was very large. .But most of the sky areas will perish after supporting dozens or hundreds of years. This time is enough for them to release more arks, unless... "
I immediately asked: "Unless what?"
"Unless the exile team has been completely dispersed when they set off, and each spaceship has taken a different route." Sandora spread her hands, "This is also possible, although the population and resources of a single ship after dispersion will be limited. Here Reconstruction will bring difficulties in the future, but this will greatly increase the success rate of escape, and it is understandable for some Tiandi emperors to make this decision."
I nodded to accept this statement, and then looked around the hall: "Then let's find out if there are any other diaries, that Warren couldn't have written only a few things, most of the records should be in other places, in the workshop or something. "
The gang of little crows immediately dispersed again, chirping to find the work room, which is not difficult to find, after all, the work room does not need to be hidden like the dormancy center, and we quickly found the communication room on the other side of the hall. Access to the work area.
As soon as we walked into the passage, we saw the new diary, which seems to be engraved here by Warren Field: "Warren Field's diary, on the tenth day, I have been thinking about why I was awakened and not others In the end, I found that this can only be attributed to luck. Fate played a very bad joke on me. If everything goes as predicted, I am afraid that the future I am going to face is not optimistic at all. I was a little depressed today because of this things, but when I was about to start working, I felt better: at least I can still walk around in the spaceship with peace of mind, breathe, eat, and do my own things like now, yes, I am still alive, better than those People who are killed are strong. If I think about it this way, the things I face are not the worst. I think I can maintain this kind of self-comfort for a long time, until one day I can get used to this kind of life. If If you can really get used to this kind of life.”
We walked all the way along this passageway with lights marking the direction of the work area, and finally came to a corridor with many rooms. On both sides of the corridor, we could see a gate every ten meters or so, marked with "observation room" ", "communication control point", "food manufacturing room" and other words, the structure of this corridor is obviously different from that of a normal imperial starship. It looks like an old-fashioned deep space spacecraft, with various The functional facilities are all squeezed into a small place (for a spaceship tens of kilometers long, this corridor is really a small place), obviously this is also specially designed. There are many more on the surface, so that even if the spaceship is severely damaged, it can still shelter the people inside under some normal conditions. Look at the bleak appearance of the ghost ship's outer layer. These specially designed modular small worlds are really played a role.
"This is for ordinary races." Sandora looked at the functional rooms, many of which were meaningless to the apostles of Xiling, such as the entertainment room and gym. The usefulness of these rooms is self-evident. "It seems that the design of this ship The infection had already spread during the spaceship, and the builder of the spaceship never thought of letting the Apostle of the Spirit aboard the ship from the very beginning."
"Boss! Here's a new diary!" Lilina ran around following a group of little crows, and suddenly found something on the door not far away. It was the food-making room, and on the door was scrawled in messy handwriting: "Warren Field's Diary. This sucks! The food-synthesizing facility refuses to supply any more subacid hormone drinks! That stupid machine thinks that after a meal A small drink or two will affect a soldier's judgment, is there anything more stupid than this? Well, I do have a bit of a drink these days, but I need this thing to keep myself motivated! I haven't had it for a long time〖 After exercising, I looked in the mirror just now and realized that I look like a savage. If I don’t add some refreshing drinks, I will be so decadent that I can’t even continue working—although I don’t know if those so-called jobs exist Meaning, there's nothing in this damn place, who the hell are I writing those reports for?"
The few of us looked at each other: there is no date on this diary. And it is very obvious that the person who left the diary has fallen into a state of anxiety and restlessness. When a person who comes out of civilized society, when he is decadent to the point of breaking away from the habits developed by civilized society, this is a very bad situation. signal.
Lìlìna is an expert in this area. She frowned and said in a low voice: "He started to give up maintaining his own image, which means that he is breaking away from the behavioral norms left by civilized society. This is a slope. I can't come back."
The records we found next confirmed Liliana's concerns. There were more records in the food manufacturing room, some of which were early diaries, and there were dates, daily work and mood records on them. But there are also a lot of nonsense in the middle, and some even have only one sentence without ending, which is completely the gossip of a mentally abnormal situation: "Warren Field, you are the ruler of this small kingdom. You You should rejoice! Go claim your dominion over those chairs in the event hall!"
"Running naked down hundreds of meters of corridors all the way to the end and no one coming out to stop me is so relaxing. Maybe I should have tried it sooner - the kind of lying idiots who see their orders It will be a surprise for the officials to be so unrestrained."
"I'm still insisting on recording these meaningless things. Well, I will engrave another sentence today."
"I feel a bit rotten. I had a fever yesterday. The medical monitoring drone forcibly dragged me into the medical room, took a shower, and cut off a few pounds of hair, but those stupid machines didn't know it at all. What should be done more, they should send me back to the hibernation cabin! That thing is stuck, didn’t the spacecraft system find it? Oh, yes, it’s true, the hibernation system has failed long ago.”
"Look what I found, a pool of blood, my God, there was a murder on this ship! Haha, Sheriff Warren, it's your own blood... Damn, I need to go to the medical room, Why do I have to carve all this stuff on the wall?"
This kind of delirious raving appears more and more in normal diaries. Since most of the records have no date, we don't know how to arrange the order of these words. The only certainty is: as time goes by, The lone starship commander is slowly losing his mind.
We searched for the records left by the starship commander in several rooms, hoping to find out how he ended up, but it was difficult to find clues between the gibberish scribbles and the time-staggered normal diary. The last seemingly logical record found was from the twelfth year after he woke up: "Warren Field's diary, the 4325th day, everything is messed up, I woke up from the empty cabin Come on, seeing myself disheveled, with hair more than a foot long, walking into the work room naked after taking a shower, and then remembering that I should change clothes first, this has never happened to me—although it has happened before , well, I can’t remember. In short, I’m still working, observing... No matter what I’m observing, my mind is very confused all day, and it was the same before, I don’t know how many days. I haven't kept a diary for years, and today I recorded these things under a strong urge, which doesn't make any sense. Maybe this is just a dream? I'm actually still lying in the hibernation cabin, waiting for the spacecraft to safely arrive at a world or encounter Survivors who escaped from other space areas were awakened, walked out of the spaceship decently, and said hello to other starship commanders—oh, yes, that’s it, this should be a dream, the hibernation system prevents long sleep from destroying my Brain, so I arranged such a dream, but obviously the apostles of Xiling do not understand the physiological characteristics of carbon-based creatures. The dream they designed is terrible, I would rather not... Oh, since it is a dream, then I will continue Keep working, Warren, Field's Diary, the 4325th day..."
Behind it are some indistinct graffiti, and symbols that look like passwords but are meaningless after deciphering. This is the last logical and dated record we can find in the work area. Those crazy nonsense.
Apparently the gibberish stuff was written after this entry.
Starship Commander Warren Field, twelfth year after being awakened alone, completely lost his mind. (To be continued... )