A beautiful girl with long green hair, her eyes are as pure as the sky, um, pure, I can only use such a word to describe the girl in front of me, like an elf who has escaped from all filthy substances and is independent of the pure spiritual world. You will never be able to find the slightest impurity in those bright eyes.
Standing in front of the door made of vines, this strange girl just looked at me quietly, like a fairy who accidentally bumped into an outsider in the forest, then she blinked her eyes, and suddenly there was joy on her face The smile rushed forward like a gust of wind, and the melodious voice sounded like a wind chime:
"Ajun! See it, see it~~~ Ding Dong is so powerful, right? Ding Dong succeeded~~~ Where is the reward? Where is the reward? Ding Dong wants to eat candy! Ding Dong is too powerful!!"
My body stiffened instantly, and all the muscles in my body twitched.
Jingle!
Jingle! !
Jingle-dang-dang...
By the way, why hasn't anyone come over to stop me with such a small number of words
But I was really shocked! I'm terrified! I feel like I have crossed over!
This beautiful tall girl in front of her, she... she... she said she is Ding Dong! She even rushed over to ask me for candy! Damn you, bring back that holy and elegant little fairy just now, bastard!
Oops, the direction of the complaint was wrong...
Well, complaining again... I have lost the motivation to complain.
Now I have a mysterious green girl who calls herself Ding Dong in my arms (please allow me to use color to describe a girl). I rummaged through every pocket, rummaged through to find a large handful of candies I carried with me (is this a must-have thing for a dad?), happily claiming credit while rummaging, and I...
It took me more than ten seconds to react, and I slightly pushed the girl who was already holding candy full of candies and was not satisfied, and then luckily opened my eyes, and the krypton gold dog's eyes flashed continuously.
Enter scan mode!
After careful observation, I finally found out that the "strange" girl in front of me was really similar to Dingdang. No, it should be said that except for the fact that she didn't have wings on her back, she was simply a girl who had magnified Dingdang countless times. Later reprints—exactly the same!
And this way of speaking, voice, movement, stickiness, and more importantly, this magical skill that can take out my favorite candy from every pocket on my body within five seconds, no one in the world except Ding Dong able to imitate.
It can only be blamed that I am used to seeing Ding Dong's peanut-sized face, but now I suddenly see such a high-resolution one, which is a bit unacceptable...
"Ding... Dang?" I hesitated for a moment and asked uncertainly.
The green-haired girl in front of her immediately pouted aggrievedly: "Why is the name so long? It's strange that the word 'Dang' is too long!"
Well, it is indeed jingle, and it is a high-quality version... Ahem, ah, jingle.
I looked up and down the enlarged version of Dingdang, who was holding lollipops in both hands and holding a candy stick in his mouth, and said in a puzzled tone, "I said, Xiaodong... Dingdang, what do you look like now..."
"What's wrong? Ah Jun, did you find anything?"
Ding Dong blinked in confusion, then looked down at himself again, his expression still confused.
... You didn't notice it at all, you idiot! You have grown nearly dozens of times in height, you old three-inch man! If Pandora finds out about this, can you imagine how that girl will be successful
You will be studied by that ten-thousand-year-old dwarf wax gourd slice—what the hell am I trying to say, bastard!
"Ha! Ajun, do you want to say that Dingdang is taller?" After thinking for a long time with his small head tilted, Dingdang finally showed a sudden realization, "This is because Dingdang has switched to a god form! True gods will have one suitable for use." The god form of my own power, this is the god form of Ding Dong~~"
In other words, the girl in front of me...is the real Ding Dong? A certain pocket goddess that I've kept for so long, is that so
Congratulations little one, now I can finally see you as a girl.
I scratched my hair vigorously, and finally sorted out the messy thoughts, meow, it is really difficult to accept explosive news.
"Uh, jingle..." I straightened my train of thought, and stretched out my hand to the girl in front of me, habitually wanting her to jump on my hand and stuff it into my pocket, but in the end I met the latter's curious gaze, and I also found one thing, it seems... a little bit difficult to talk to the current version of the real god Ding Dong.
The faint and inexplicable coercion constantly exuding, as well as the holy and noble temperament from Ding Dong, made me feel a little restrained—of course, I’m not saying that Ding Dong is using divine power to suppress me, just a This kind of instinctive feeling from the bottom of my heart when facing an absolutely holy existence, although it is full of kindness and comfort, it makes me completely unable to communicate with the "little one" in front of me in the usual way—anyway, I am I don't see any feasibility for the goddess version of Jingdong in front of me to drink afternoon tea on my head.
By the way, have I gotten used to the life of having a tea-drinking goddess on my head at all times
"Ah Jun! Ding Dong is hungry!"
Just when I was struggling with how to communicate with the holy version of Ding Dong in front of me, the other party jumped up and grabbed my arm and said.
"Ding Dong wants to eat pudding! Now Ding Dong can finally eat a pudding by himself!"
It is said that the biggest meaning of the god form to you is that you can eat more good things? Are you and Sandora the same foodie attribute, bastard!
After complaining in my heart, I finally found the feeling of communicating with the pet version of Ding Dong, then pulled up the green girl beside me, turned my head and walked out of the vine corridor.
The next second, a green halo flashed beside me, and I felt my hands suddenly empty, and I turned my head to look, and it turned out that the girl just now had disappeared.
A certain three-inch bird fluttered past me, then flipped up and down in the air as if scratching its head, and finally landed on my head dejectedly again.
"Ah! Why do you want to change back so soon! Ding Dong hasn't eaten the pudding yet... It's Ding Dong's greatest wish to eat the whole panna cotta by himself..."
... I will not complain.
Ding Dong, who had turned back into a pet, complained loudly, pulling out my hair as if venting, until I grabbed her off: "Little thing? You still have a time limit for this transformation?"
There was a little regret in my tone, I admit that the image of Ding Dong’s holy and pure girl just now really impressed me too much—well, until she pounced on me for candy.
The little thing was depressed and dangled in mid-air with my wings: "It's not that the jingle has a time limit, it's that if the jingle keeps like this, the whole spaceship will turn into a plant..."
What Ding Dong said was right, when I approached the third command room, there was still a lush scene, and even the heads of the two "tyrant" mechas standing guard were blooming with purple flowers dancing in the figure of eight —The divine power of life has begun to transform every inanimate unit in the entire flagship.
I don't know if this is the result of Ding Dong's inability to control the power of his god form well. Anyway, now I don't dare to underestimate Ding Dong, whose combat power is only 5, even though the latter is already in my head now A tablecloth is spread on the table, enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea time.
"Ah Jun, keep it a secret," Ding Dong said while holding his teacup, which was one size smaller than mung beans, while sipping, "You have to pretend you haven't seen Ding Dong's god form!"
I raised my eyelids curiously: "Didn't you just want to eat pudding with everyone? Why are you keeping it a secret now?"
"If you don't say it, you don't say it! Dingdang bites you!"
Cut, this illogical little thing, by the way, Ding Dong's amazing god form is gone, once again express regret! !
After returning to the bridge, I found that although Ding Dong's supernatural power once enveloped the entire flagship, the erosion was not serious, except for the fact that every mechanical soldier had a flower on his head, which was more joyful, here is still normal.
When Qianqian and Lin Xue saw me appearing with the jingle on my back, they immediately surrounded me, expressing all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred for God's ability, and didn't think about how defiant my ability was, and Shan Dora looked up and down at Xiaodouding who was kneeling and sitting on top of my head, with a strange feeling in her eyes.
"Hey, Ding Dong, you said that you are just a low-level goddess, right?" Sandora's curious voice finally sounded, and Qianqian and Lin Xue also fell silent, blinking at Sandora.
The little guy nodded, and added: "However, if Ding Dong can pass the elementary certificate and pass other tests, you can apply for advanced!"
I think you should continue to be your own low-level goddess.
"Low-level goddess," Sandora curled a finger and pressed it against her chin, "Using the law of interference to erase the existence in the universe, this can also be explained by the talent of the protoss, but within a few seconds To turn a general flagship of the interstellar alliance with a length of hundreds of kilometers into a life aggregate, and it is caused by the breath emitted unconsciously, are you really just a low-level goddess?"
Ding Dong clutched my hair guiltily: "Ah... ha... haha, that's because... because Ding Dong is so powerful..."
Just spare my hair, my lord goddess!
Sandora's understanding of the gods is obviously far beyond ours, and she must have guessed what big move Ding Dong used just now, but before she continued to be curious, a junior commander suddenly came to the bridge and interrupted our conversation.
"Report sir!" The commander who came to report gave a military salute, "We found the second meteorite sample wrapped in a mechanical structure! It has been recovered to the scientific research center!"
Scientific research center - if it is an ordinary person on earth, it may be difficult to imagine that there is such a thing as a scientific research center on a space battleship, but in fact, as a comprehensive front-line command center, the hundreds of kilometers of the "Admiral Empire" The department integrated inside the huge cross hull is almost a complete military city. Its cross part is a conventional front-line command, which includes a complete set of command departments such as an information center, a tactical research room, an officer council hall, and a combat readiness dispatch center. , and the long end of its lower part is a series of war factories and ship berthing areas, where the heavy firepower system including the main gun is also arranged, while the two arms of the "cross" are designed as comprehensive modules, including Small residential area - two ship towns, training institutions, and several scientific research centers. Our Xiling Research Institute on Earth is equivalent to the size of a comprehensive laboratory...
The sample captured by the third interception fleet has been sent to the analysis hall. It is an irregular meteorite with a radius of about tens of meters. Suspended in mid-air and rotating at a constant speed, the scanning grating used to analyze the multi-layer structure cuts its outer shell layer by layer. This is a rather time-consuming and meticulous work, because according to the analysis of the central computer, the machinery inside is embodied in the fragile tofu. Like slag, the conventional material dissociation force field will make the pile of highly corroded metals break into pieces faster than the stone layer outside it in just one second, and the special microscopic decomposition device is not equipped here: this is a warship , not an archaeological ship.
When we arrived it had just been cut less than a third of the way through.
"This thing is really big."
Looking at the meteorite sample, Qianqian muttered to herself.
At that time, you drove a battleship and smashed into three meteorites that were several times larger than it...
"Your Majesty, this is the information we just obtained." A Xiling technician in a researcher's white robe came over and handed me an information screen respectfully. "We successfully analyzed its surface composition."
I took over the information screen, and handed it over to Sandora decisively—not only did we not come over in the past, but in fact, our science department didn’t come either...
Well, even if I figured it out, I actually can't understand it.
"Iron and a large amount of radioactive sodium berkelium, the composition is not surprising," Sandora analyzed the things on the information screen quite professionally, "it is not a synthetic substance, and because of the existence of berkelium sodium, these things have electromagnetic waves at specific frequencies. It will become gelatinous in the environment, which may explain why these mechanical remains are wrapped in meteorites, showing the characteristics of being slightly corroded by the energy of the abyss, and it is not an abnormal situation. It seems that these unlucky spacecraft are just scrapped normally Then it happened to be in a berkelium-rich asteroid belt that formed this 'space amber'."
To be honest, I basically didn't understand - what is that sodium berkelium
The laser device in the hall was still running unhurriedly, carefully cutting apart the meteorite sample amid creaking sounds, peeling off its shell while ensuring that its internal mechanical structure was as complete as possible, and gradually On the ground, a somewhat distorted alloy armor plate was presented in front of us, covered with pits and craters.
"From the perspective picture, it should be some kind of flying vehicle," Sandora pointed us to the holographic image that simultaneously displayed the perspective view of the entire meteorite, "Now it's the engine cover, um, the nozzle comes out it's..."
The careful cutting draws to a close, and what we finally see is a... long-legged jet
Ahem, technically, a jet with tracks—well, both legs and tracks are weird enough for an aircraft.
"Aircraft?" I muttered with a strange face, "Can this thing really fly?"
"It seems to have some kind of deformation function," Sandora pointed to the joints of the legs of the "aircraft" on the hologram, "rotating parts, folding slots, and joints that shouldn't appear here, this thing should have There are two postures of air combat and land combat. What we are seeing now is a scene in its transformation process. After maturity, this kind of transitional technology that will greatly reduce the strength of the mecha will be eliminated."
"Transformation?" When I heard it, my eyes lit up, "What does this thing have to do with Optimus Prime?"
Sandora sprayed on the spot: "Pfft—Ah Jun, don't be so whimsical, okay? This thing has nothing to do with those unlicensed cars, it's just a deformable weapon."
After all the rocks on the outside were cleaned up by lasers and micro-robots, this deformed fighter with a height of nearly ten meters was finally completely exposed in front of us. Although we have seen its shape from the perspective model, now we can see the real thing , the feeling is different again.
"It seems very human—I mean futuristic fighter jets in human sci-fi."
I took a few steps closer and carefully observed its cockpit.
"Is it really not made in earth?"
"Of course not," Lin Xue came to me, and put her hands gently on the shattered track of the wreckage of the fighter plane, her eyes sparkled with a silver light, "But it is indeed human beings who created it, a technology that is already very advanced The world is very close to the people on Earth... but it is very far away, and the information has been severely damaged, except for these vague impressions, I can't see much more."
Distant relatives of Earthlings
That's... kind of interesting, coincidence? In the vast universe, we found another advanced equipment made by the civilization of the earth-although this thing came here to make trouble.
"How long has it been wrecked?"
I took a few steps back and looked at the wreckage of this vicissitudes of life. The high-energy radiation in the universe is definitely the natural enemy of youth. Judging from this old appearance alone, I would even guess whether it is a human from the last era of the earth. Of course, this is a bit too bullshit to build something and then return home in such a vigorous way after a long space wandering.
No radioactive isotopes are used to measure it at all. Qianqian itself is the most accurate clock, but the latter loses interest in analyzing it just by looking at the wreckage: "Its timeline has been cut off. It is obvious that this thing is not It belongs to this universe, and it was forcibly dragged here by the power of the star ring fragments. Because of the discontinuity of time across planes, I can't tell its age. It may have been destroyed for tens of thousands of years, or it may have been just yesterday Scrapped, it may not even be manufactured until a few years later... Ah Jun, if you want to understand, I will find you a copy of "A Brief History of Time"... Uh, that doesn't seem right... "
Me: "..."V