The planet of ruins is collapsing bit by bit. The information sent back by some probes desperately rushing into the cracks of the earth's crust before losing contact shows that this huge pile of debris has a core with amazing energy response, and a series of complex support structures to protect it. This inner core is prevented from being damaged under the huge internal pressure of the planet, and there is a very strong force field interference in the area from the inner core to the upper mantle. It is this force field interference that prevents us from scanning the interior of the ruined planet at the beginning. The complex structure of the planet is mistaken for the chaotic energy reaction produced by the massive debris in the deep layer of the planet. But now, the energy source in the core of the planet seems to be out of control, and it is releasing energy rapidly. This process destroys its own supporting structure, and also slowly separates the giant debris that constitutes the main body of the planet, which was originally accumulated in the mantle. The energy in the energy gradually diffuses out of the earth's surface, they jump among the highly conductive spaceship wreckage on the surface of the planet, and form an interference zone equivalent to several times the thickness of the atmosphere above the planet, this layer of interference zone is harmful to life It wasn't strong, but it almost completely blocked the life detection equipment of the search and rescue fleet, and the scanning echo from the surface was a mess of garbled characters.
The time left for this planet is less than twenty-four hours. Just now Jod mentioned that the record of "knowledge" in ancient times marked the instability of the ruined planet, and mentioned that when something began to sink, the planet would lose its balance and gradually disintegrate. This process has a A prelude to twenty-four hours, and according to the timetable obtained by our spacecraft by detecting the rate of decline in the strength of the ruined planet's structure, it is almost the same as this number.
"We must first find a way to remove the civilians on the surface."
My elder sister looked anxiously at the metal planet that was gradually being completely covered by bright cracks on the holographic screen, but her power is suitable for deceiving people but definitely not suitable for saving people, and the guy who is good at saving people is now bringing the little goddess to come. The North Pole was tired and vomiting blood, so my elder sister felt somewhat powerless.
I immediately turned my head and took a look at Qianqian, only to find that her eyes had changed into that kind of icy look. The girl who was always jumping up and down happily on weekdays was now as cold as ice. The planet slowly floated into the air: "Although it would be boring to use this power other than killing... but I know you want me to do it..."
The indescribable spiritual power vented from Qianqian, quickly spread to the low-earth orbit outside the "church spacecraft", and then surrounded the entire ruined planet. I found that Qianqian's power seemed stronger than before: in sight, Everything came to a standstill.
"The last thing we need is time."
The girl in the dark state said coldly.
I thought about it, and then poked the Queen of Time, who was full of heroic spirit, "Girl, at least keep our search and rescue spacecraft and the civilians waiting to be rescued out of the static range?"
On the holographic projection showing the exterior of the spacecraft, all the transport motherships and the search and rescue spacecraft that are shuttling between space and the surface have become static holograms. Of course, it is not right to say that they are completely static. Time-locked, these spaceships are now moving like snails—in my impression, this is not the first time Qianqian has made such an oolong mistake.
"..." Darkness was stunned for a while, and suddenly said coolly, "No wonder I'm so tired!"
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Qianqian immediately switched her power, from stopping the time and space within the entire low-earth orbit circle to only stopping the ruined planet below. In an instant, the search and rescue spacecraft slowly trudging through space like a snail regained its speed, and I immediately switched on Gained Lilina's spiritual connection.
"Boss, I'm exhausted!"
As soon as the communication was connected, there was a voice of Lilina crying for her father and mother, "The whole planet! Protect the whole planet! The goddess has transformed! Even if it kills me with such a great power, I can't help it, okay?" Hurry up, you'll have to come to the North Pole to recycle the spicy radish!"
According to the voice of the other party, I judged that Ya can last at least ten hours, so I decided to give her a new task: "Qianqian has stopped the time of the planet, but I'm afraid it won't last long. Now you and Ding Dong try to search All the lives on the entire planet... You don't need to heal them all. If time stands still, there should be no more wounded. You two take advantage of these few minutes to mark all the lives. No matter what method you use, determine their position, and send the distribution map to the infolink. The search and rescue fleet needs to navigate, and their scanners are jammed."
Lilina immediately agreed happily, and before ending the spiritual connection, I vaguely heard Ding Dong's joyful voice: "Ajun, Ajun, Dingdang is amazing!"
From this, I judged with more certainty that Lilina and Ding Dong, the master and servant, can definitely last at least ten hours—and if they can't last, they will definitely be hungry.
Although both the master and the servant are unreliable guys, they can still complete the task well in their own work. Soon we can see that the layer of green light that has not been stopped by time on the ruined planet is flowing rapidly, as if Like the scene of zooming in on the satellite weather cloud image ten times faster, this layer of life cloud rapidly searches for everyone in the world, and then clearly marks their positions, and with the help of Lilina, it is transformed into a search and rescue fleet Recognizable coordinate database.
"That girl is quite capable."
Sandora said in a low voice.
The data on the holographic screen in front of us is rapidly refreshing. The coordinates of the life points translated from Liliana are being overlaid on the navigation map of the transport carrier. Maybe a layman will think this is nothing, but in fact it is a The creative work that once surprised Tavel: how to directly convert the vague descriptive information of the Protoss into codes that the imperial data system can recognize.
Although the Protoss and the Xiling Empire have been allies for many years, due to the huge gap between the civilizations of the two sides, communication between the two has always been difficult. Ding Dong can instantly understand the affairs of every corner of the entire universe through the world management system. But even if her World Tree is next to the Shadow Fortress, we cannot directly read the same information from the temple, but need a whole set of huge and complex translation devices, which is caused by the different information description methods of the two civilizations. In short, in terms of information transmission, the Protoss uses a completely different system from the Xiling Apostle.
What Lìlìna did was to change this barrier to a certain extent. She tried to make the divine power grid of the goddess of life directly become a navigation map that the imperial spacecraft could recognize.
This is not easy to do, but Lilina has been working hard in this area, and now she has achieved great success, and the reason why this girl has worked so hard in this area is because she knows her job: to connect the gods and the gods. One of the bridges between empires.
She is Ding Dong's agent, possesses the identity of a demigod, and has unique advantages in protoss knowledge and divine power comprehension. At the same time, she also has a mortal side, so she can politically intervene in the empire's side as a half Xiling apostle—our There is no way to count Ding Dong and Bingtis into the empire side, just like Uncle Zhao on the second floor and Aunt Li on the third floor can’t mess around even if they have a good relationship, but Uncle Zhao can send his son to hook up with Aunt Li’s daughter ... What is this mess
In short, what I mean is that Lilina has always been regarded as one of the important bridges between the empire side and the god side. After all, even the Bingtis five-member group, as the envoys sent by the gods to the capital of the empire, their identities are 100% gods , can be said to be a special envoy but hardly a bridge, only Lilina, who is half god and half mortal, naturally assumes the role of middleman, and in this position, even Lilina, who is naturally dark and speechless, is very Conscientious.
With accurate navigation charts and reports on the health status of disaster victims, the search and rescue fleet that is shuttling through the atmosphere of the ruined planet has significantly improved the operational efficiency. When the position of everyone in the world is accurate to millimeters, and we have enough transport ships When working with soldiers, it is very easy to safely evacuate all human beings from the entire planet within 24 hours.
And later, when Qianqian's ability ended, in order to further improve efficiency, a large number of New Eden Federation fleets that came with the army also joined the search and rescue work, the most important of which were the transport ships of the human race, which were more powerful than the Protos spaceships. Suitable for rescue of human beings. Those Terran transport spaceships almost occupied all the space in the low-Earth orbit, and various small and medium-sized transport aircraft quickly filled the blank area of the Empire's search and rescue fleet. Due to their large number, they can be seen everywhere on the overturned ruins, reducing the speed of search and rescue work. The increase has been doubled. The fleet officers and soldiers of the New Eden Federation have been tempered from the swarm wars and various narrow-death battles. They are obviously very good at disaster rescue and dealing with this kind of planet-level doomsday rescue. Their The equipment may be a little behind, but the efficiency of saving people is almost higher than that of the imperial soldiers. Their exciting broadcasts can be heard everywhere in the vast ruins: "Come here, come here! Don't be crowded! Squeeze to the back and stand, there are all seats!" "The ones upstairs over there hurry up, and the two of them will be lifted off!" "Excuse me, please put the salute on the shelf, you press my brake lever Well..." "Watch out for the kids, don't mess with the equipment on the spacecraft..." "The low-earth orbit 'giant bird' class brigade will start when the middle station is full, big seats, and big seats! You see what you said Yes, isn’t this Maza just one if you let it go.” “Melon seeds, huāsheng, candy! Mineral water, cola, orange juice!”
Listening to these messy voices coming from the public channel, tears welled up in my eyes, and my blood almost boiled. There is no doubt that this unit is very likely to be the third batch of elite pilots who were lucky enough to receive special training in the Imperial Army , and the instructors of those students are more than 200 old fritters under Sikaro...
But in any case, the action capability of their elite troops is unquestionable. With the desperate efforts of countless search and rescue spacecraft, the refugees on the ruined planet were rescued with almost no casualties—there were almost no casualties here. No exaggeration, it's even an understatement, you have to know that after a goddess of life has exhausted all her energy, it is very difficult to want to die within the scope of her blessings, even among the rescued refugees Many of them were resurrected more than twice, and the luckiest guy was resurrected a full twelve times before the search and rescue team arrived-well, maybe this is not lucky, the only consolation is that he has been resurrected from the first time. He completely lost consciousness, otherwise the unlucky guy would have to spend the rest of his life in a single ward in the fourth psychiatric hospital.
During the tense ten hours of this planetary search and rescue, Yoder also tried his best to help us. Of course, he was very confused, and what happened in the past ten hours was subverting In the whole world, what he has seen has exceeded the most bizarre encounters anyone can experience, but as a leader, he still knows what his responsibility is, so suppressing the doubts in his heart, Yoder put all his energy into They are all devoted to helping rescue refugees. The monk team he leads is the only group that can maintain organization and discipline in this disaster. These black robe monks are now scattered on every imperial transport ship or federal mothership, Everyone is surrounded by panicked civilians. If Yoder cannot immediately mobilize the monks to appease the people who are about to lose control, there may be a riot worse than the surface on the refugee ship.
This obelisk-shaped ship, which we dubbed the "church spaceship", has now been confirmed to be an escape tower on the Viscar flagship hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the shipboard AI it carries may be Viscar The former adjutant, but this is really an uncertain situation. Viska remembers the events of the year in a mess, and this crazy AI is just as chaotic as the Viska who met us for the first time at that time. Two five The confused guy yelled for a long time without bringing us any useful information. In the end, Bingtis even considered using mace and taffy to quiet the neurotic shipboard AI again, but I stopped him.
"Ahaha, this is this, this is this, my lord general, Your Excellency, my great general! Your legion, this is your legion... Of course, it may be a little damaged now, but this ship firmly believes that as long as it is repaired a little, it will be restored." That's great!" After finally getting the chance to speak, the shipboard AI crazily yelled at Viska that "she" might be referring to the ruined planet below us that had collapsed to the point where it was almost full of penetrating wounds, and at this time "the church The main body of the spaceship is gradually approaching the Admiral of the Empire who just came to the scene. "What is this? What is this? A spaceship that is bigger than the complete state of this ship back then? Yo, big fool, what's your name... Wait until this ship knows this ship knows, the general's order, combined with this stupid big man, hey! Look, the ground is burning, that is the Holden, it was a great boy back then, your biggest Aircraft carrier, why did you become like this... Bang! Bang! Poor Holden, you are torn in two, and so is the unlucky boy next to you. It seems that you two can no longer serve the general. —”
"Aha! Long live! Long live the flames of war! Passengers, open a bottle! Kill whoever you want!"
Several traction barges rushed out from under the longitudinal arm of the Admiral Empire, restrained the church spaceship that was flying a little with a blue gravitational beam, and dragged it to the temporary mounting rack prepared under the longitudinal arm , The crazy shipboard AI immediately shouted again: "Hey! You little bastards! Take it easy, this ship is a high-end product! Back then, this ship was a high-end product with 127 main guns. Where are you dragging me—hey, who wants lunch? Fresh Helium III! Bang! Your mounting bracket has damaged this ship. As long as the general gives an order, this ship will definitely blow up this damn shelf ! In the name of... in the name of that..."
"Father God, I have never seen anything better than this except for the highest dragon god concubine." Bingtis covered her head and lay on Sandora's shoulders, "Viska, what did you do back then?" Mentality made such a thing? At least one of the 127 main cannons is a mouth cannon, right?"
Viscat looked at us in confusion. She still hasn't remembered what the name of her flagship was back then, and what's amazing is that the neurotic shipboard AI didn't remember either...
"The refugees have been transferred."
When we were about to leave the control room of the cathedral spaceship and head to the Admiral, Sivis' communication suddenly picked up, "The number of casualties is negligible, but the refugees are extremely emotionally unstable, and the Imperial soldiers are not very good at dealing with this situation. "
"It's time for you to show up, Joad."
Sandora looked lightly at Yoder, who was tired from the ten hours of continuous tension, and used a simple statement instead of a discussion tone.
Yoder wiped off the sweat on his head. His age made him unable to withstand today's tense environment. Although the crisis seems to have passed now, for him, it seems that more difficult work is about to begin, but the other party did not say much. What to say, just nodded to us clearly: "I understand. But... how should I explain all this to them..."
Yoder said, shaking his head with a wry smile, "Ninety percent of the world's population is concentrated on the only big star that still has remaining resources. If the big star collapses, for them, the foundation of the world is tantamount to doomed." Now, I must know what it means to them, right?"
"Foundation? Don't worry about it." Sandora said indifferently, "Tell your people that the life in the cage is over and we are back."
"Come back..." Joad's pupils tightened for a moment, and his eyes fell on Viska again. The latter was having a messy conversation with that crazy shipboard AI at this time. As early as a few hours ago, he had already Through Weiska, he guessed a lot of things, including the real confirmation of our identities, but now that the dust has temporarily settled, he has time to seriously examine this issue. "It seems that I have to believe that our mission is about to be completed."
After saying this, the old man put on his hood silently, and returned to the console in the center of the room.
The terminals in front of the console have been mosaiced by two violent 1.2-meter and Bingtis maces, but the system of the console itself is still running, and there is no need for the shipboard AI to participate. Part of the automatic device responded to Yoder's control and connected to the communication channel with the outside world. This channel had been linked to those transport carriers before, and Yoder used this channel to command the monks to appease the people.
We can all see that the old bishop's body is shaking.
Forcibly suppress his emotions and keep the most basic calm. When the so-called "Gods" really return, he still has to finish his work first. Maybe this old man who leads the ruined tribe is not as good as other people in the normal world. The leader of the race has seen a lot, but as a leader, his performance so far is worthy of Sandora's nod.