The guy lying on the ground basking in the sun in the yard, if ordinary people can see the [real] scene inside, his worldview for a lifetime may collapse instantly.
Those with wings at home have come out to dry their feathers...
Of course, those without feathers are also drying other things, such as Qianqian is drying the quilt, Lilina is drying her hair, and Little Bubble caught a mouse and is drying her belly.
Bingtis is the most experienced one among the winged guys. She is familiar with more than 1,600 tips for taking care of feathers, and she has summed up a set of radio gymnastics for wing stretching. This female hooligan nearly With a lifespan of 100 million years, it seems that few years are spent on business. You said she must have such a boring heart to accumulate so much nonsense and cheating knowledge. Lei Gungun's knowledge points successfully fooled all the winged creatures in the house, including the mercury lamp.
And half of the guys lying on the ground or hanging on the wall took out their small notebooks and took notes honestly!
Mercury Lamp was also lying on the grass not far away, imitating how to spread its wings to the maximum, trying to follow Bingtis's prompt, so that every feather can get sunlight evenly, her expression is concentrated, only It's a pity that the words she can write are limited, and she can't take notes like others, but she also has her own solution, which is to draw. She abstracted the knowledge points taught by Bingtis into a bunch of crooked lines, Seeing that it looked like a child’s graffiti with unknown meaning, I leaned over to have a look curiously, and after a long time, I couldn’t say a word: “Is this a new way of KFC’s spicy chicken wings?”
"Stupid!" The mercury lamp yelled without lifting the head, and then drew a pair of stick figured wings on the drawing paper, and then drew a ball with a smiling face on it, between the ball and the wings There are also thick lines with twists and turns.
"What's this?" I pointed to the suspicious-looking lines "Is the chicken wing cooked?"
"Idiot, idiot, idiot!" The wings of the mercury lamp flapped on the ground. "This is heat! The wings need to bask in the sun, so there is heat!"
I smacked my lips dumbfounded, feeling that this is so childlike. By the way, how can the painting level of Mercury Lamp be in the same style as that of my elder sister
"Stupid human beings, I also want that kind of oil for wings." Mercury Lamp was lying on the ground, his calf dangling in the air for a while, and muttered while drawing his own graffiti, "In the future, you also want Feather me like you did Alaya."
What can i say? Of course, I quickly agreed, this girl is usually very seldom willing to ask for such a request: she can ask me for a gift without any pressure, but it is difficult to accept others to take care of her. To put it bluntly, she strongly wants to prove that she is alone. Anything goes, it’s a personality paranoia caused by life experience, but now this paranoia has improved a lot, at least she allows me to comb her hair in the morning, and now she adds a wing that allows me to play with her.
With a little curiosity, I touched the black wings on the back of the mercury lamp. They looked very similar to the wings of Bingtis, but they were much smaller, and there was no faint energy halo that seemed real or illusory. It is quite inferior in appearance, but it is a bit small and cute, and considering that the mercury lamp is only 92.3cm tall, this pair of wings is not too small.
It feels fluffy and soft to the touch, and there is even warmth, which is surprising, and at the same time, I have a deeper understanding of the degree of pain in Luo Zhen's egg.
"If Xi Gen is pulled out, will it be thorns?"
I suddenly asked a question.
Then all the winged creatures in the yard, including Monina Bingtis 123 and even Uncle Kenser, all shivered in unison, and shouted in unison: "Don't talk about such a terrible topic!"
Mercury Lamp didn't yell, she expressed her wish with practical actions: take a sip.
"It hurts." I said tearfully.
"It's good to know, our wings are very sensitive." Bingtis gestured at me with a fist, "But the feathers I lost are no problem. I will make you a pillow in two days. When I came home a while ago, I told you Olivia got into a fight, and the concubine lost at least half a catty of her hair, and of course there was some of my own in it, but it’s okay, it’s the same as your pillow anyway.”
I nodded to Bingtis with a thunderous expression, and said to myself that the daily life of the rogue goddess is really unpredictable. If there is a lack of pillows, I will fight with others, and if I pick up chicken feathers, even the pillows and dusters are complete. Everything is self-produced and sold at the beginning of the year, right
I was smart enough not to reject Bingtis's kindness, even though I was really not interested in a pillow made of her feathers, and I intuitively told myself that it should be not much more comfortable than a pile of sponges, but the kindness of this female hooligan cannot Rejected casually, because she is a psycho...
If she refuses rashly, she will make trouble forever and ever.
Seeing me nodding with a hard face, Bingtis nodded with satisfaction, and then shouted loudly: "Okay, the frontal sunbathing is over, now let's turn the other side..."
So there was a clattering sound all around, and even the mercury lamp, which was the first time I came into contact with feather care, several wings turned over in unison, and I thought of KFC again.
Thinking about it, I decided not to continue to make trouble with these winged guys. Their life is too far from normal people.
At this moment, Sandora's spiritual connection was suddenly connected, saving me from the double danger of boredom and distorted worldview: "Ah Jun, come to Shadow City, the log has been analyzed."
Leave a place (there is still a wall, 123 and Kenser are still hanging on the wall) and the big fox basking in the sun at the door, let them fend for themselves in the sun (is this word correct?), I quickly teleported to Shadow City.
In order to facilitate data analysis, the database and data terminal dismantled by Viska were placed in the Xiling mother nest at the core of the Shadow Cave. This magnificent pyramid building is the palace of Bubbles, and she spends more than half of her time every day. Sitting in person in person, this giant pyramid is also one of the old imperial technologies that Tavel experimentally restored: the location of the uninterrupted multi-level co-processing array. The information array of Xiling hosts working together is an amazing technology. Before this technology is restored, the number of hosts that can be accommodated in a Xiling brood is extremely limited, because ordinary mass-produced hosts have limited computing power , and as the master machine, Paobao cannot act as a bridge server 24 hours a day. This has led to the suppression of the scale of what we called "host collaboration" to less than ten. But now, this huge pyramid can accommodate hundreds of Xiling hosts working at the same time. It is divided into ten layers internally, and each layer has dozens of host slots that support hot-swapping. Every time I think of this, I always think of it. I think this place is really like a beehive.
In any case, with this big palace, the work efficiency of the hosts has really improved countless times. Bubbles is very satisfied with this, and is considering further expanding the shadow space. Our next goal is to build another one in the shadow space. A small star system, this star system is far away from all the imperial bases, it will be used as a nursery to experiment with Jingdong, the urban management brigade and neighborhood committee of Shadow City are really fed up with going to the streets every day to arrest weird gods that escaped from the world tree created creatures.
Sandora and I came to the crystal hall in the center of the brood nest. This is the child's mother's "bedroom". Compared with the shabby temporary brood nest I saw for the first time three years ago, it is really grand here. Countless times, the shining crystal walls and crystal clusters around it can almost blind people's eyes, and Bubble is just like that day three years ago, wearing a white and thin dress, quietly floating in the center of the hall Inside the crystal prism, it looks like a sleeping angel, but now I am no longer the young man who was easily fooled three years ago, and I have long been unmoved by the cute and pitiful side of this girl's disguise.
I can imagine with my biceps that this girl is probably in Demacia right now.
Sandora knocked on the crystal prism, awakening Bubble from the ocean in Demacia. The other party blinked at me for a while, then frowned suddenly: "Her father, you smell like a girl , and an unfamiliar scent."
I was sweating profusely, and in Sandora's cold eyes, I told about the incredible daily life of the birds who are collectively drying their wings on the surface of the world.
"So that's the case." Sandora nodded knowingly, "It's normal. They all love their own wings. Starfield is said to have a winged beauty pageant. Bingtis participated in it once tens of millions of years ago, but it's a pity that he just rushed through it." Eliminated in the preliminaries.
"And this thing?" I wondered, "Aren't her wings pretty?"
"The main reason is that she really can't beat the referees in the first knockout round..."
I said silently, I had known for a long time that that female hooligan participated in any competitive event would be nothing more than such a result.
"Let's gossip, you should look at this first." Bubble interrupted my chat with Sandora, and she projected a huge holographic image in front of us, which is the database that is being saved in another computer room of the brood Components - Dismantled from the crashed Eternal-class mothership.
The so-called database is actually just an inconspicuous black square. It is a part of a complete set of equipment. It is only about one meter square. There are dark blue lines floating on the surface that are constantly flickering like breathing. The recording and coding methods used by this thing are very complicated. , I haven’t understood it until now. I only know that this kind of storage device installed on the battleship has extremely high security. After its auxiliary reading and writing equipment goes offline, the database will lock the internal information, even if you It has mastered countless high-level codes, and it will not reveal any confidential information related to the navigation of the battleship.
Even with Paobao's computing power, it took two days to crack the contents of the database. You can see how difficult this thing is to deal with.
"Hope" Bubble said to us word by word, "This is the name of that ship, it's called Hope."
I immediately groaned and said in surprise: "It looks ordinary, so it's still a flagship?"
I will make such a judgment based on a name because of the usual warship naming rules of the Xiling Empire: most of the equipped spaceships have numbers but no names. Spaceships of extraordinary commemorative significance will be given names.
This is easy to understand. You have to take into account the speed of the unrestrained militarists. The fleet of the empire has always been described as overwhelming. Tens of thousands, such as the Royal Fleet stationed in the Milky Way, more than 800 Eternal-class motherships (if there is no war in the near future, this number will definitely increase day by day) The frontier-class, expedition-class and other main battleships below add up to Tens of thousands, these are not small handguns, but big guys that can be pulled to the battlefield to play unparalleled mowing with the main fleet of any civilization. Even the smallest ship on the earth is enough to make the whole world Human beings are regarded as the ultimate weapon of defense in the solar system. However, can we name these ships one by one
Believe Lou, if you really want to do this, the Chinese characters accumulated by our ancestors for five thousand years are not enough, even if you name a ship "Ostrovsky Iron Pillar", it is not enough.
Of course, the more important thing is that I can't remember the names of these spaceships at all - someone can't make up so many.
Therefore, in view of the fact that the imperial soldiers who have no lower limit always blast their own spaceships at extremely vicious speeds, making it impossible for each spaceship to obtain an independent name, the imperial army adopted this harsh naming rule: there are no warships below the eternal class. The name only has a number, and the Eternal-class warships themselves are named according to their combat achievements, power, and qualifications. Only spaceships outside the specification such as star warships can each have their own names.
In addition, it is said that the King's Lander-class doomsday battleship has no name. This is not because they are too numerous to be named, but because the number of them is generally too small. If a galaxy can have a King's Lander, it is almost the capital star. In this case, naming a unique spaceship is tantamount to a waste. Anyway, as long as the King's Lander is mentioned, we all know which one it is. Even if we don't know, the command link can judge by itself.
So when I heard the name of the Eternal-class battleship that crashed on Mars called "Hope", my first judgment was that this should be a flagship, although judging from the fragments it doesn't seem to be that big, and it doesn't seem to be that big. There are no enhanced modules that a flagship should have.
Another imperial battleship, the Destroyer Fleet in the hands of the little lunatic Viska, has such a literary name, which is also quite unbelievable.
But Bubble shook his head, making my judgment go blank: "No, it's not the flagship, it's just the most common deployed spaceship "Hope, this name was given to it by its later crew members. "
"The later crew?" I frowned, and instantly thought of the corpses that had fallen all over the ground in the wreckage of the battleship. "You mean those humans from other worlds with unknown origins?" In other words, they were the ones who performed this naming operation. It’s kind of intriguing.”
"Hope" Sandora lowered her head and muttered, "Intelligent races that sail in the universe always like to use such terms to bless their aircraft, but this is only limited to ordinary civilizations that are trembling in the face of various catastrophic environments in the universe. , A civilization like the Empire would not use such a meaningless term to name a battle machine. They named the spaceship Hope, does it mean that they need to face deadly threats frequently?"
"Maybe it just sounds good?" I shrugged. "Cultural differences are huge, and some races may be very casual when naming: if the superficial virus spreads, believe it or not, our next flagship of the Star Alliance may even Called "Muhammad bin Laden, no. ? "
"It's not the same type at all." Sandora gave me a blank look, "Well, don't worry about why those people from other worlds named the spaceship Hope, Bubbles, have you found out the source of the spaceship? Which world did it come from? Yes, and then who was attacked, and ended up disintegrated?" "Then let's take a look at this, the data I restored with a lot of effort has almost been deleted."
Bubble said proudly, and then projected a video in front of our eyes.
That was the last moment of the spaceship recorded from the perspective of an external observation device of the Eternal-class mothership. There were pictures and some intermittent audio. The audio should have come from a commander like the captain.
The screen is a chaotic dark red space, showing that the spacecraft may be passing through a cloud of high-concentration primordial dust. This kind of cloud is very common in the universe, and it is the short-term coordinates commonly used by spacecraft when they stop temporarily. In the first half minute of the video It is always such a calm picture, except for the occasional small bright spot that flies across the dust cloud (flickering nuclear burning phenomenon), there is no trace of battle, and in the audio signal of the log, the captain or other colleagues The superintendent's command word was talking about trivial matters with his assistant.
Halfway through the video, the screen suddenly shook violently, and then from the lower part of the camera, on the front deck of the battleship, a burst of dazzling white light suddenly burst out.
This was followed by a series of rapid and violent explosions, and the screen was shaking so badly that it was almost impossible to see clearly. This indicated that the entire spaceship was violently out of control, and the flight attitude of the battleship quickly entered an extremely dangerous situation. Traces of the Enemy In a battle in space, it is normal for the distance to be too far to see the enemy’s spaceship, but when a big explosion erupted on the spaceship’s armor and shields, even the attack trajectory could not be seen, which is intriguing: the enemy It uses ultra-distance attack, and it may have super-space-time technology.
The audio signal experienced chaos in just a few seconds. If the captain of the Eternal-class battleship under attack was a Xiling officer, this would have been unforgivably slow, but considering that its captain may be just a human For small carbon-based organisms, it is understandable.
"It's those fanatics! They're intercepting the spaceship!" There was a rapid and violently disturbing voice in the audio signal, "Hurry up and start the hyperspace jumper! Don't panic, this is an ancient envoy-class spaceship. Can withstand such an attack!" "The hyperspace transition machine is disturbed, and we can't find the appropriate coordinates!" "The protective shield has been penetrated, and the enemy has hyperspace missiles!"
"The main energy furnace was hit hard, we almost don't have enough energy to start the hyperspace jump!" "Activated, the ancient minaret was activated just now! We got a coordinate!"
"Guess Ancestor, don't care what the coordinates are, jump quickly!" "Captain, our energy furnace is not working hard enough, please..."
"Jump! Jump! The main gun of the spaceship is exploding. Abandon it and jump immediately!" For a moment, such chaotic voices sounded almost simultaneously, and then everything was silent amidst a blinding white light and a huge explosion. down.
"The amount of information is a bit large, the child's father.
"Bubble's faint voice sounded.