Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 213 Leaving
real world.

Only when you see with your own eyes how quickly the fluctuations of the Creation Manifesto spread, will you understand how thrilling the situation was at that time.

The Fugitive is a scientific research starship, and the various detection instruments carried on it will only be more sensitive than the ancient painting Clear Sky, which is dedicated to combat.

Just like fragile and sensitive eyes, in the storm that attacks from reality and void, they can only feel boundless pain and confusion.

As a result, inside the fugitive, all kinds of sirens and lights flickered due to the detector exceeding the limit, mixed together with colorful colors, like blooming fireworks, which seemed quite festive.

Dutzi felt that in this environment, his thoughts were flowing like a fountain, and he looked like a great writer;
She wrote her suicide note in just a few swipes. She used words carefully and standardized, and tried hard to put a specious rhyme at the end of each sentence.

The suicide note is a farewell to himself and the world. Dutzi got up and looked at his masterpiece in his field of vision, but he always felt a little empty.

She clapped her hands to turn off the lights inside the starship, the wave of the pioneering army of Genesis Manifesto had arrived, and its light was actually lighting up the space itself.

Next, the light will become brighter and brighter, and it will soon burn through the eyes of all creatures without stopping; the outer shell of the starship, the signals that are continuously sent out, and even the space itself will not be spared, and will be burned together. ;
Until everything turns into a dazzling world of pure white.

Turning on the lights in the starship was meaningless, Dutzi shook his head, laughing at how he had become a preoccupied housekeeper, what time was it, and was still thinking about saving some energy for the Fugitive.

Not bad.

In just a short moment, Duzi's mentality changed again—from a co-captain who just wanted to do his best, to a steward of the starship.

An unrestricted artificial intelligence should have such an evolutionary ability, but this is the first time this has happened to me, who is quite performance-hungry.

Dutzi stopped, opened his suicide note and looked at it, and felt a little ashamed; the rhyme that was deliberately made up was difficult to pronounce, and the central idea in it would make people embarrassingly dig the floor with their toes.

...Forget it, let it be like this; blunt casually clicked on his suicide note to send it to the group, it doesn't matter how shameful he is, anyway, the creation of the gods will destroy the starship signal and other things together, and he can't send it out even if he wants to.

This is more of a farewell to myself.

How much time is left?Is it enough to see for yourself whether there are any bad things about yourself in the suicide notes written by those insect laborers?
Not enough.

The clock that counted the arrival of the wave of the Creation Manifesto reached time, and the time continued to flow forward; the light that lit up from the inside of the space also reached a certain limit, and even the body that once belonged to the chief technology hunter couldn't bear it.

Blunt raised his hand, his already fair fingers became even more dazzling due to the reflection of light, and he could feel a trace of burning heat on his skin;
But the pain will only end there, and the nervous system will be burned out before the sharp pain is felt;

Probably all destructive giant weapons will not be merciful in this regard. After all, inflicting pain and killing efficiently are two contradictory ways.

Blunt clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and was extremely peaceful, but he could still see the white light getting brighter and brighter.

Does AI have a next life?She had asked herself this question a long time ago, and now it was time to reveal the answer.

immediately.

The white light that almost burned through the eyes suddenly dimmed, and all the sirens also subsided instantly; the blunt man became nervous for a while, did he seem to have crossed the great terror between life and death?
It seems that there is no difference between it and or, she licks her lips, everything seems to be as flexible as usual.

She slowly opened her eyes, her vision was connected, and the first thing that caught her eyes was Zuo Wu's big head

"Aha, so you died too? I said earlier that if you have been relying on favors, there will always be a day of overturning!" Dutzi clapped his hands happily:
"You were at the center of the explosion before, so it seems that you are one step ahead of me; what? Do you want to call you senior in this afterlife? Senior, senior~ help me set up the network here too? It’s so sweet, I’m so touched!”

Zuo Wu over there tilted his head, and a big stone fell from his heart; the ancient painting Qingkong floated up quickly in the void, and finally connected to the signal of the fugitive.

He succeeded, and Taowumu's Great Wall node also fulfilled its promise, suppressing the fluctuation of God's Call; it's just that it did it too quickly, like deleting such a majestic attack, let Blunt didn't react at all.

And the bald-headed AI is so happy, it is probably similar to the overjoy of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" in the afterlife world; Zuo Wu can understand, but it doesn't prevent him from feeling that his fists are itching when he looks at Dutzi's smiling face.

thinking.

"Blunt, we are all alive and well, not dead;" Zuo Wu sneered:
"And, I just received a very interesting email, the title is "Two or three things about the will of Mr. Blunt", I really want to read it aloud, oh, the first paragraph is 'To Dear Della'; the second paragraph It's 'To Dear Zuo Wu'..."

"Please stop, I'm just joking," Blunt's knees immediately softened: "Are we really not dead?"

Zuo Wu was still reading Dutzi's will, and suddenly regretted making fun of it.

He coughed a few more times and cleared his throat: "Sorry, blunt... Well, you rhyme well."

But Duzi obviously misunderstood, and his face was flushed: "I know! This is really embarrassing... By the way, you are the one who stopped the creation of the gods? Great, congratulations; hehe, Della will have a good story to listen to before going to bed gone."

Zuo Wu leaned forward: "Where's Della?"

"Arranging the creation of Martyr Xi and his wife to send her and Jin Mian away ahead of time, the destination is the bank where Martyr Xi and the others are still playing crazy," Duzi also stroked his chest:
"Don't blame me for delaying your reunion with our daughter. I didn't know you could really succeed."

"Of course not," Zuo Wu shook his head: "And what about the adventure group of technology hunters sent to the void to find weavers, and Sand Cliff who supervised them?"

"I didn't care about them. It was really urgent before. It was too slow to run away with the Fugitive;"

Blunt's eyes faltered for a moment: "Oh, when the Fugitive left, it also tore up their entrance and exit into the void; now they are probably still struggling through the high-dimensional space."

If they are not dead, the bald AI will keep whispering.

Zuo Wu rubbed his brows, and held down the Inscription on Creation on the Great Wall, but at the cost of attracting Renlian, a group of professional scientists and an envoy who could directly contact the Imperial Alliance Army were indispensable to him. companion.

Now that he has decided to be responsible for the galaxy within his ability, he must accumulate his own strength, at least not be ignorant of everything.

Gotta take care of it.

He raised his head: "Blunt, I have to trouble you again, we have to try our best to find those people; as for the torn void entrance and exit, we should try our best to repair it; we ask Marika to help you."

"Also... don't forget to strengthen the control of the surrounding area, and let me know immediately if you find any suspicious targets."

The node of the Great Wall that held the Chuangshen Calligraphy is located here where the Star Sea Alliance is located. If Renlian comes, there is a high probability that he will visit the same place for the first time.

"You are the captain," Dull nodded, and rolled his eyes: "But the captain can't be passive and sabotage, what is your own task?"

Zuo Wu grinned: "Some aftermath matters, both official and personal, are better."

"I'll meet up with Xi Martyr first."

Martyred at night?Personal matters?

Blunt pouted in disdain.

Ji Zhi's eyes shone brightly.

Shi Wener's face was gradually recovering.

Liangguling is full of ambition and extremely high-spirited.

(End of this chapter)