Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 127 Battlefield
The atmosphere was a little dignified.

It wasn't that a certain crew member messed up again, or that the atmosphere that had begun to stagnate finally broke out—it was because the exit of the channel was approaching.

Maybe it's because Bai Aisi's "little help" is not over yet, or maybe it's the protection from the dark side of the blood.

Theoretically, the dangerous and dangerous hyperspace channel is unimpeded, and the wounds torn on the starship by the occasional "turbulence" are quickly repaired by the new batch of cloned laborers.

Zuo Wu couldn't tell who each worker was, but he could feel that the group character of this batch was different from the previous batch——

This horse was more restrained, more serious, more serious and serious, and less noisy than the previous batch; Gu Hua, who wanted to find them to continue playing cards, returned with a clear sky.

It's a pity that the beautiful creations, some unfinished exquisite games may never have results, and the card skills that the insects have finally practiced with themselves may also regress very badly.

Card skills have regressed, but what has improved is the skill of maintaining starships.

This journey was full of surprises and dangers, and the contribution of the insect people cannot be ignored.

But everyone knows that coming to Yayang [-], a galaxy that can serve as the entrance to the battlefield, the unknown environment is the real challenge.

Due to some boring political factors, the Imperial Union has given up observing this galaxy for a long time, and even sealed all the previous data.

The situation inside is unknown to everyone, and you have to get involved in order to know.

Who knows if it will be as silent as most of the dead galaxies; or if it just arrives, it will be treated as a new third-party force by the automatic creations that have a dog's brain, and will be involved in their never-ending war?

The Fugitive released many observation satellites first, but it was not a long-term solution.

The reason is simple, because almost nothing can slow down in the course.

The starship is not relatively static in the course, it must run to a certain speed in order to maintain a smooth sailing in hyperspace.

Just as the channel itself is a ribbon that circulates endlessly in the Milky Way, the starship, as a bug that happens to fly on it, can't completely rely on the movement of the ribbon if it wants to go to the predetermined destination. effort.

This also means that the starship in the channel cannot turn off the engine and sail by inertia like in space; on the contrary, the energy consumption in the channel is much higher than that in space.

It takes energy to overcome turbulence; it takes energy to correct course; it takes energy to maintain speed in the face of sudden thrust or drag.

This is true of even the calmest waterways.

Otherwise, with the characteristic of being unable to be observed and influenced by the outside world in hyperspace, I don’t know how many relatively weak civilizations will be attracted to make their homes in it.

……

The Fugitive launched the channel escape procedure, and the roar of the engine could no longer be blocked by the soundproof material.

It is like a pebble moving at high speed in the water, hitting an exit in the water curtain ahead.

The light-weight detection satellite first entered the galaxy along the exit, and then sent back the observation information through it; everyone held their breath, waiting for the news that the satellite was either destroyed or safe.

If the outside is a net woven by all kinds of creations with the flames of war, even though it is impossible to turn around in the waterway, it can still plan the retreat route immediately after entering Yayang [-]th.

Blunt sat next to Marika, and seemed to be frowning deeper with the professor.

Ai Shanshan wiped Qingkong's body in the ancient painting, and wiped it again and again in front of the scratched Jiyutuan logo.

Zuo Wu felt that his luck had not run out.

The probe is safe and sound, and the brief information sent back shows that Yayang [-] is just complicated in terrain and the state of the stars is very strange, everything is as usual.

Marika breathed a sigh of relief: "Very well, it seems that we can relax a little..."

"No!" Dutzi interrupted, not knowing if she was looking for fault, with her hands crossed under her nose with a deep expression:

"The legion has no plan, Liaoyuan has little wisdom. If I am in command, ambush an army at this entrance, deliberately put some small shrimps in, and specifically attack the reinforcements, wouldn't it cause heavy losses to the opponent... Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Zuo Wu grabbed her bald head and shook it back and forth:

"Tell me some constructive advice. We're guessing here and there, always doubting. Isn't it impossible to get out for the rest of our lives? And aren't you usually very careless? Why are you so cautious today?"

"I... I just want to remind you that I'm the first officer! Not Namarika..."

Dutzi's voice disappeared suddenly, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make the slightest sound; knowing that Zuo Wu had sucked up all the vibration she emitted to the outside world, she kept waving her hands in protest.

Zuo Wu ignored her and turned to Marika: "Doctor, what do you think?"

"You're right, it doesn't make sense for us to keep guessing, but what Ms. Dutzi said has some truth... Sorry, I didn't mean to say nonsense, as a scientist, you should always be rigorous," Marika stared at data:

"But I think it's more likely that you can relax. Judging from the data, Yayang Si is no longer suitable for any creation or living body to live for a long time."

The truth will be revealed soon.

When the Fugitive entered the galaxy, the first thing he felt was a sudden increase in temperature.

All I saw was a dead body——

The corpse of a star.

The celestial body that was supposed to be in its prime, the internal fuel was quickly burned out by unknown technology.

It first evolved towards a red giant star according to the law, but before the final moment of brilliant explosion, the interior quickly collapsed into a neutron star, like a dim rotten orange bound by the central gravitational force.

High-energy rays rampage around it, and almost all deadly physical phenomena can find their prototypes here.

What is even more frightening is that some physical phenomena in this place have never even been seen in any records of the Imperial Union.

The moment he entered this place, all the sirens on the Fugitive began to scream piercingly, and Dutzi's face really turned pale;

On the dead planet, she used to spend most of her energy defending against radiation attacks, and such an alarm was like a nightmare to her.

This place is indeed a battlefield, and there are more small corpses floating around the star corpses that have died without knowing it.

It's a ship, an unmanned and unstartable abandoned ship.

Zuo Wu's attention was attracted by two certain ships, one belonging to the Imperial Union and the other belonging to Liaoyuan.

They collided head-on, and the shells fused together because of the high heat at that moment; I don't know if it was because of the crews on both sides who had to do it when they ran out of ammunition and food during a certain battle; or did they meet by chance after they both became corpses?
anyway.

They were in the same situation as fire and water in life, and they can only accompany each other after death and rot together.

The decay in the space is to tear up all the storage media by the ravages of high-energy particles, and tear up their basic structures.

Zuo Wu did not doubt how brave and persistent they would be in the war, but this gleaming spirit would only accompany their corpses, and they would melt into the rotting sun together, leaving nothing behind.

They were too small, and Yayang Si was not in the center of the battlefield, and could not even occupy a place in Zuo Wu's badge.

Zuo Wu silently watched the two abandoned warships drift farther and farther away, and the released detection satellites finally could not bear the burden of the harsh environment, and staggered back after rubbing them.

And the shell of the Fugitive also began to erode, the speed is jaw-dropping.

The blunt was let go, and the control panel was slapped, and her voice was broadcast on the radio:

"Everyone! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time! It's a pity that there is no rest time. Before the channel is closed, the Fugitive will immediately turn around and start the next jump process... Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Zuo Wu grabbed her bald head and said angrily, "I didn't make a decision on where to go, so I just went down the waterway with a dull head? Even I'm not so reckless."

Marika stared at the last report sent back by the probe satellite:

"It's weird, I caught some special clues in these radiation streams."

"It's the tailor's golden scissors, or something very similar to the tailor's golden scissors," the professor said the name of the creation that could cut off the channel:

"Someone has done a very, very detailed pruning of the hyperspace channel connecting Yayang four."

(End of this chapter)