Him and their stars.

Chapter 1810 Let’s plan

The frequency of collapse of this space channel is much faster than expected. This means that there must be an unimaginably strong magnetic field or a special gravitational field in this galaxy, but it does not directly affect the ships and human senses. It can be called a cosmic wonder.

"If Professor Zinov were here, he would definitely ask you for 200 billion in funding to build another space physics laboratory." Anne Romanova said with a smile.

"If I had money, I would approve it." Yu Lian selectively ignored the fact that the laboratory in the Tianshu Galaxy used funds from the Princess of the Alliance, and he sighed, "The universe is so big, and every galaxy is a treasure trove."

"There are no useless galaxies in this world, only useless civilizations. Feifei, please write this down. If I die here, write this on my tombstone."

"Don't worry, when I remarry and bring my successor to visit your grave, I will ask him to write it personally."

At this time, a quarter of the soldiers on the Xunli were in deep sleep. Fortunately, daily maintenance and outer space operations had been completed, and all positions had sufficient personnel on duty for combat readiness.

As for Yu Lian, he had even used cosmic perception to complete the next step of the route search. However, judging from the direction, the Xunli would probably go further and further into the depths of the abyss.

Of course, as I said before, they had no choice.

At the moment when the Revelation escaped the gravitational pull of the giant gas planet and accelerated towards the other side of the starry sky, hundreds of mines deployed at the gravity wellhead exploded at the same time. In the intersection of the hot shock waves, a vague outline loomed, like a ghost sprinkled with black dog blood.

The Virtual Qiong Realm can allow a warship to enter a conceptual level of stealth, but it cannot make it truly invincible.

So, when the ghostly golden dragon ship passed through the air shock area, the trembling force field shield made the ship's lines clearer. The arc-shaped shield mirror enveloped the ship's body, like a glazed cape for a knight in golden armor, gorgeous as a dream, yet majestic as a god descending.

But then, the dense warheads inside the mines hit the force field shield like raindrops, exploding and expanding to form a continuous gale, madly hitting and burning the translucent passport coating, and even casting a shadow on the ship inside the shield.

Just like that, the outline of the glass-like shield was ignited by the blazing flames, but it did not make its posture tragic, but rather rather funny.

Yu Lian burst into laughter: "Ahahaha! Leading the charge with a dragon boat, you're really a brave man!"

"What you actually mean is that you are a rookie in military affairs?" Feifei said with a smile.

"A promising rookie must have a brave side. I am honestly praising my opponent." Yu Lian spread his hands: "Of course, he did have unrealistic illusions about the power of the Noble Phantasm."

Feifei showed a regretful expression: "This kind of treasure is the most suitable for us."

Indeed, with the Virtual Mirror, Yu Lian felt that he could even consider jumping left and right in the Heaven Realm, which would be a clear slap in the face of His Majesty the Emperor.

"I also want to have a chance with this treasure, but there is really no chance!"

Of course he felt even more regretful, but what else could he do?

Therefore, before he could finish his regretful words, a violent air shock sound was heard again at the opposite channel entrance.

Soon after, a Candle Knight battlecruiser also burbled out of its own space channel. Before the ship could hold steady, it was hit by the last mine that exploded, almost tearing off its shield.

There is no way. At the moment of jump, the ship will inevitably be pulled by the gravity of hyperspace, and the operating efficiency of the force field shield will always be affected.

However, the shock wave of the explosion did not ultimately tear open the battlecruiser's shield.

The mighty Candle Knight war cruiser sped up and blocked the dragon ship, as if it was guarding against a sneak attack from the earthlings. But at this time, the Pilgrimage had already left the orbit of the giant planet, accelerating clockwise along the outer ring and heading towards the gravity well that had just been discovered.

The Imperial devils on the opposite side had not reacted until the Reminder flew all the way into the gravity well channel.

This time the jump was very smooth, even smoother than before, even the jolt caused by gravity was not too severe. When it stabilized, it had entered a relatively stable galaxy.

This was of course also a star that had already entered its old age, and the spots on its surface were emitting an unlucky and disorderly light. But overall, it was younger than the previous one, and it was probably the kind that could just start to receive a pension and go out to be rehired as a part-time worker, and there would still be someone to take it in.

The navigator and his men quickly opened the planetarium and began to locate the position, but as psychics, they had already roughly determined the current position by instinct.

Feifei asked: "Have you decided where to go? We are getting farther and farther away from the empire."

Yu Lian was about to say something when he heard a familiar and long-lost voice suddenly ringing in his ears.

"I do have a rather immature suggestion... Well, no, suggestions are forbidden. Well, I do have a somewhat legal suggestion. Ah ha, it should be a serious work of guiding people to be civilized."

Yu Lian turned his head and saw the robot lady in the Community Colonel's uniform, standing less than a meter to his left with an impeccable business smile on her face.

It is clearly a cluster of nanomachines, but it makes him smell a scent that seems like the body fragrance of a young girl. It is definitely a bad taste.

The way she left the factory was still like a ghost, but Yu Lian was already familiar with it.

She stood on her left side because Feifei was already standing on her right side.

As for why it is less than one meter, it is probably because he is prepared to show his decency.

But then again, it would be fine if he was wearing the same colonel uniform as Feifei, but even the armband, seniority badge and medal of honor were exactly the same, which was a bit tricky.

Yu Lian was sure that Feifei could definitely see Xiaohui.

As expected, she also showed the same hard-won business smile as Miss Robot, and greeted him with telepathy: "Long time no see, Gray-senpai."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the word “senior” seems to have been emphasized. However, Yu Lian didn’t want to ponder it for too long, so he just said in telepathy: “To be honest, if you hadn’t appeared this time, I would have thought you had drifted off to some place in the universe to enjoy yourself again.”

"How is that possible? After all, I am also a diligent and responsible civilization-guiding robot. Since you, my younger brother Yu Lian, awakened me in this generation, my course of action will still be centered around you."

It's really touching. Yu Lian was about to wipe away tears when he heard Feifei say, "This doesn't look like a robot, it looks more like a genie." Don't mention it, don't mention it... Yu Lian really wanted to laugh for a moment.

Xiao Hui seemed to sense his emotions, and turned around, transforming into a woman with a high ponytail, a vest, a bra, and lots of gold and silver. If you ignore the blue skin and the tornado on her lower body, this is a typical stereotype of an Arab dancer.

If it was the female version of the genie that appeared in the Disney animation, she should look like this.

Feifei's face was filled with amazement, which eventually turned into a certain degree of respect. Of course, Xiaohui still shook his finger and said seriously: "Sister Lamp Goddess is silicon-based, and does not have the low tastes of carbon-based creatures supported by dopamine and hormones, but this ship is really interesting. Sister spent some extra time, so she repaired some memory sectors."

Putting aside the logical connection between the success of this generation's mysticism and the memory sectors of the robots of the previous era, Yu Lian discovered a more important blind spot and asked suspiciously, "That is to say, the so-called forbidden matters are often not really forbidden. You just forgot them, right?"

Miss Robot blinked and continued, "It's a very serious suggestion, the kind that is mutually beneficial."

"...Wow, tactical deafness and tactical change of subject." Feifei hit the nail on the head.

Xiao Hui turned his head, his gray eyes were filled with excitement, and the smile on his lips was a bit mysterious. As a result, his inhuman beauty, which had been tempered by thousands of times, suddenly had a more lively human touch.

She said slowly: "I received some very interesting news, which happened in the place you called 'Great Freedom City'. Hahaha, do you actually call that children's paradise like this in your generation?"

Children's playground? This is really enough information, but it is not the biggest point now.

"What can we get?" Feifei asked directly.

It seems that when dealing with people and things other than Yu Lian, she doesn't like to waste time on arguing, and always insists on speaking frankly.

"A very useful big building block." Xiao Hui still spread out his hands in a very human way, still looking very excited: "And I, your sister, will also get a new clone! Don't you want to see my new form?"

Yu Lian and Feifei looked at each other and saw interest in each other's eyes.

For a pretentiously mysterious riddle robot, she had said it very clearly.

Yu Lian held Xiao Hui's hand and smiled brightly: "Let's make a plan!"

Feifei's eyes swept across the point where the human and the robot were holding hands, and she said expressionlessly, "You're acting crazy again. So I said, manage your expression, pay attention to your expression management."

……

"On July 834, 7, the Revelation appeared in the Abyssal-B26G system, three jumps away from the Polar Frontier 77. It was successfully intercepted by my heroic Imperial Fleet. After an unfavorable battle, it is now fleeing to the interior of the Abyssal Nebula."

When this channel was sent to the Angel of Dawn, the fleet of King Brunhild of Suluca had already arrived at Proxima Centauri, which was only one jump away from the solar system and the physical distance was only 4.22 light years. In the cosmic age, this was a typical case of an enemy at the gates.

After hearing the announcement, Lieutenant General Ostana Barr, King Suliuka's loyal chief of staff, bowed her head respectfully and said, "His actions were all within your expectations. This cat-and-mouse game is at least half won."

"I can't do anything by myself. I have to thank General Gong Ao... as well as the Knights and the Star View Pavilion. I hope we have prepared gifts of gratitude." Brunhild said.

"Commander Xiu Lai will take care of everything. In addition, you need to thank His Royal Highness Prince Wei in particular." said the Chief of Staff.

Brunhild glanced at her loyal confidant. Although he was giving a serious advice, he seemed to be just watching the fun.

In fact, judging from the battle report, it was hard to say what results they had achieved. The Mirage escaped unscathed, while the Silence and the Candle Knight were even embarrassed. However, in the Abyss Nebula with such poor navigation conditions, it was a great achievement to seal off the border and prevent this dangerous enemy from infiltrating the empire.

Sitting on the Silence are eight dragon knights carrying dragons, including the Knight Commander Marquis Zhenjia, and four great star-seeing officers of the Star-Seeing Pavilion. The Knights are responsible for MT, and the star-seeing officers are responsible for positioning and prediction, but the one who really operates the imaginary Qiong Realm is a Latalin alchemist named Major General Midong. Although he is "only" a five-ring, in terms of the actual application level of various conceptual treasures, he can be ranked in the top five in the empire.

If General Midong were a human, he would have obtained a hereditary title long ago.

Of course, he himself was loyal to the empire and was grateful for the lifelong nobility and citizenship treatment of his relatives.

Sometimes, only a person can tell whether he or she can achieve success.

Major General Mi Dong's main job is the alchemy consultant of Feilin Laboratory, and he is also a retainer of the Weilunt royal family.

Regardless of the disputes among the electoral kings, at least in this matter, King Weilund showed the greatest sincerity, and acted selflessly for the sake of the country. Therefore, out of basic decency, Brunhilde had to respond.

Brunhild said: "I will approve General Midong's promotion application in the name of the Grand Marshal's Office. Feilin Laboratory is of course still the most important unofficial cooperative organization of the Imperial Army. The handwritten letter of gratitude has been prepared long ago."

Ostana looked at her master with a feeling of "my daughter has grown up". If it was the old Brunhilde, how could she be so sensible? Not arranging for Admiral Hughley to send a dozen wreaths was already very cultured.

Of course, while she was moved, she also felt a little conflicted. Losing an important black spot that could criticize the protagonist made the Chief of Staff feel a little dissatisfied.

Then, that moved and relieved smile suddenly turned into a lonely and desolate bitter smile.

Brunhildt was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued, "However, this notice always feels a bit strange. It seems that Yu Lian, who has been forced into the Abyss Nebula, is bound to reach the end of his rope."

"This is a notice that the Privy Council is preparing to send to the entire galaxy. For the general public, the depths of the Abyss Nebula are a desperate situation where one is almost certain to die. The invincible Dawn Dragon will also be annihilated in the corner of deep space. In fact, this will help boost the morale of the people," explained the chief of staff.

"Aren't you afraid that he will suddenly return as a king? Just like the immortal dragon of the past." King Su sneered.

Is this metaphor inappropriate? Ostana looked at her master's matter-of-fact expression and hid her doubts in her heart: "Anyway, the words are not final. There is always room for redemption."

Brunhilde almost laughed out of anger: "I never thought that our Privy Council also has a soft side when it comes to propaganda."

Ostana explained in the tone of a historian: "Your Highness, the tone of the Privy Council is always soft and flexible, especially at critical times. History is always a grand boomerang. Regarding this point, you can actually check the official announcements during the Third Galactic War and the Undead Dragon Civil War."

I don't need to check, I'm the person involved. Brunhilde had a strange expression.