Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 244 Departure
It may still be inappropriate to compare Dilian to a virtual star. After all, the company that operates the virtual star is still an entity, but what Fang Nuolu and a group of temporary employees can do is to use the residual prestige of the regime before it lost contact, and empty-handed white wolf .

Like a scam.

This illusory and even somewhat disreputable Yu Wei is unable to attract reliable allies at this juncture. Even the regime with the best relationship with the Imperial Alliance in the past is now more inclined to wait and see.

More regimes are waiting for an opportunity to add insult to injury.

Fortunately, Zuo Wu had unknowingly managed to save a little bit of face.

The starships provided by the technology hunters, the scientists who are interested in the current situation of the Imperial Union, a few groups of explorers with high fees but good credit, plus some insect laborers who have been trained by Levina.

There is also Gray Wind who wants to pass the boring time in his own name.

This is the foreign aid that Zuo Wu can get by relying on his face.

The starship is ready at the dock.

Zuo Wu stood on the bridge and watched these foreign aids in their respective scheduled starships; although there were a lot of people, the insects in maid outfits still accounted for most of them.

Their dark carapaces and tentacles on their heads gleamed with light, and their abstracted appearance caused hired explorers to choose to stay far away from them.

The bug people didn't care, but always abided by the etiquette that Levina taught them, and operated all kinds of heavy engineering creations with incomparable elegance, moving all kinds of equipment that belonged to technology hunters to the starship.

Among them is a rectangular box, which is the laboratory of technology hunters.

It wasn't until today that Zuo Wu knew why technology hunters usually communicated with him with that photon puppet that looked like a moving shadow——

Because these crazy scholars welded themselves to death in the laboratory, relying on the life-support device to maintain their lives, striding forward to seek knowledge while cuddling each other, and using their own body temperature to resist the boring and cold feeling during the research process.

This square laboratory and the various devices connected to it are, in a sense, the whole of their lives.

at this time.

The shadow formed by the photon puppets condensed around Zuo Wu, and the technology hunters uttered a chant-like tone:

"Looking at it from here, it seems like my heart is being carried~ It's really strange."

Zuo Wu shrugged: "You don't have to go with me, our agreement only requires you to help me find the loom."

"This is also one of the agreements~ We are very interested in the reason why the land blessed by the rag is still missing. Of course, you can rest assured that we are not going out with all our strength. My companions are still following up on the research to find the rag ~"

Shadow answered briskly, Zuo Wu nodded, watched the square box being loaded into the starship, and then suddenly said: "Are you planning to come back in a short time?"

"We don't think it's appropriate to use the word 'back'. 'Back' can only be matched with destination, and we don't have this kind of thing ~ some are just the next goal." 'Back' to the place to go~
The photon puppet chuckled:

"Also, we really think that this exploration has the possibility of becoming a long-term battle, and we moved the laboratory there based on this consideration~ The Imperial Alliance has a vast territory, and it takes every galaxy to go around like a dragonfly. It took hundreds of years~”

This is just the time needed to make a circle like a superficial one. Technology hunters will not be satisfied with this, and will rush to any abnormal phenomenon driven by curiosity. Hundreds of years may be fleeting.

Zuo Wu was a little surprised: "Hundreds of years? After such a long time, can you still join your colleagues?"

The photon puppet thought for a while:
"We think it should be very difficult~ But it doesn't matter, when we are tired of studying natural phenomena, we will also study the history of technology hunters for entertainment,"

"There is evidence that we are also split from a larger organization. Unfortunately, the specific situation was deleted by some ancestors in order to free up storage space for research, leaving only fragmentary fragments~"

While talking, over there.

The square laboratory was filled, the door of the starship was slowly closed, and the photon puppet also moved, as if saying goodbye to the place where I worked and the unsolved puzzles.

then.

The photon puppet continued to sing: "So, forgetting each other because of the research invested, and then causing the division of the organization, it has happened in history, and of course it may happen again~"

"But it doesn't matter, we will only wish each other a little closer to the truth in the next days when we forget each other; even if we don't know each other's achievements~"

The puppet shrugged and looked up at the sky:
"If the truth is like the end of the highest mountain, then as long as you keep walking along the climbing road, those who have forgotten each other will meet at the end one day;"

"If the truth is as deep as the ocean, you can also know that there is someone accompanying us in the distance, walking the same road in the depth of loneliness~"

Zuo Wu nodded, only thinking it was very interesting.

Perhaps, technology hunters were also a civilization a long time ago; but unlike other civilizations that inherit blood and culture, what they inherit is more of a spirit.

Even though the genes and even the culture of this civilization may have been replaced several times over the long years, as long as the fanatical belief in exploration has been passed on and not disappeared, they can still be regarded as continuing.

Very different from the Imperial Union, this method of inheritance is even a bit self-deceiving in the eyes of other races; but they don't need to be understood by people who will permanently lock their bodies with their research partners in the laboratory.

just.

If one day, technology hunters find the civilization they split from, they will happily share the achievements and knowledge of these tens of thousands of years.

Can the response they get really be the kind of joy of "my Taoist leader is not alone" as they imagined?
The journey is about to begin, but Zuo Wu still suffers from old problems—I hope that the stories I witness will all have happy endings; it would be a pity if the distant relatives of technology hunters degenerate into mediocre civilizations and lose their madness Incomparable things.

thought here.

Zuo Wu decided to record this matter: "Speaking of which, what is the name of the organization or civilization that you split from?"

"Name?"

The photon puppet was distressed, as if it was suddenly asked to find a sundry that was thrown into a corner many years ago; but it vaguely remembered where it was, so it was not good to just give up.

There was a fierce debate in the square laboratory, which reached Zuo Wu's ears through the puppet; but the debate didn't last long, and it actually came to a conclusion——

"Oh~ that's great, we didn't have time to throw away the data at that time, and luckily you mentioned it. If you lose it after sorting out the data, the whole army will be wiped out, and we don't bother to make a backup for it~"

The technology hunters cheered, and then had a big fight because they didn't know who had set the password for the document—the culprit who set the password was quickly deduced by the partner who lived with him day and night, and forced him to recall it by physical means of torture.

They uttered the term through the photon puppet, without much remembrance:
"The organization we split from is called 'curation'; Mr. Zuo Wu, since you are interested, we will send you the research results and let you dispose of them. Just don't send them back to us~"

Zuo Wu nodded, being taken by the technology hunters for processing their redundant data.

……

"Curatorial? Hmm, I don't know."

After Zuo Wu got the data, the first person to inquire was of course the survivor from millions of years ago——Grey Wind.

Sending this name, I hoped that Gray Wind would at least have some ideas, but unfortunately she showed an extremely confused look about this name.

And Zuo Wu's reaction was sent back through the horizon, making Gray Wind a little furious:

"Mr. Zuo, don't get me wrong, even I can't predict... I know everything; I come from millions of years ago, but I can't record everything that happened in such a big galaxy over the years !"

She protests:
"Also, throwing a name at me without thinking, why don't you wonder if there is something wrong with the research results of those technology hunters! Or is the so-called 'curation' too weak and insignificant to attract attention at all? I might not pay attention!"

It's just that Huifeng's protest was a little bit of a guilty conscience, Zuo Wuneng could understand, after all, Huifeng once lived a life of ignorance, only knowing that he had nothing to do and walked slowly.

If it hadn't been discovered by the former chief of technology hunters, bought back by Liaoyuan and then swore allegiance to this nomadic civilization, Gray Wind doesn't know how many more years he would have to live like that.

He could only say a few words of comfort, and at this moment he felt the vibration of the bridge under his feet.

It was the starship formation that completed the preparation and inspection of the device, as well as the boarding of the personnel; the last few maids dressed as insects witnessed on the ground, and followed Levina's instructions, each holding a glass bottle and throwing it on the starship. Come.

This is the tradition of wishing the ships on the voyage safe.

The starships slowly left the dock, their heads pointing at the extremely dim star of the Star Sea Alliance.

Zuo Wu also left the bridge and walked to the captain's cabin.

The starship provided by the technology hunter under his feet is the same model as the Fugitive, but unfortunately the model has no meaning.

The tech hunters will modify the starship individually according to the specific situation they encounter; everyone's modification style is different, and there is no unified standard, and this ship has changed hands several times within the tech hunter.

In addition to the same durable leather, it is quite different from the Fugitive.

And because of the tinkering in spare time, the autopilot program of the starship has been modified beyond recognition;
If it can be quantified, then the function of the program must be enhanced, but technology hunters never consider whether the program conforms to the user's habits, making it extremely awkward.

That is to say, Ai Shanshan, who has an amazing talent in controlling creation, can drive it proficiently in a short period of time.

The Siren would not politely give up the captain's seat like a blunt man, but would sit on it carelessly, with his slender legs curled up and his chin resting on his knees.

Hearing Zuo Wu's footsteps, Ai Shanshan grew a little longer, and his hair in a short braid shook. He just patted the armrest of the chair:
"You can choose to squeeze with me, or you can bring another chair over, it's up to you."

Zuo Wu grinned and glanced at Levina, but the maid who used to be extremely alert seemed to be deaf now, watching her eyes and nose, nose and heart, pretending that she didn't see anything.

Ji Zhi and Jin Mian nestled on the other side, and their four ears shook together as a greeting.

Gu Huaqingkong said nothing.

They are the few people Zuo Wuneng absolutely trusts in this expedition; there are so few that the huge cockpit is somewhat empty.

In fact, the Fugitive was usually empty, but when Zuo Wu raised his head in those days, he could either see Della crawling around on the wall or ceiling, or it was filled with the sound of blunt people yelling.

This time, neither of them was there, so it inevitably seemed a little empty.

Zuo Wu still chose to move a chair over, and really squeezed together with Ai Shanshan, or he could only half-stretch his buttocks on the armrest;

Or getting extremely close to the siren, or even hugging her on his lap, may trigger another form of fighting.

The current time is a bit inappropriate, and there are three ladies watching from behind.

On the contrary, the voice from the elf was faint and indiscernible, revealing a disappointed sigh.

Ai Shanshan also twisted his body, his eyes were fixed on the various data jumping on the panel, and he looked at Zuo Wu from the corner of his eye:

"Hey, let me confirm again; the goal this time is to go to the mainland of the Imperial Union to take a look, confirm the current situation, and see if satellite communication can be re-established. At most, it will be over if you visit one or two galaxies?"

"Yes, the most important thing is to confirm the situation,"

Zuo Wu stretched his waist, as if he was always preparing for the strenuous exercise he might encounter during the trip:
"I want to find out the reason why any starship that goes to the mainland of the Imperial Alliance will lose contact; even if it can't be found out, it's good to break this rumor. Next time I may find more than this kind of allies. "

"Really? But have you ever thought about the possibility of us disappearing?"

Ai Shanshan pouted, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, wanting to lean on Zuo Wu's shoulder, and wanting to bite him, but in the end he did nothing:

"...Also, have you ever thought that after this rumor was broken, everyone flocked to the mainland of the Imperial Union to compete for the possibility of dividing it?"

"If someone dares to go to the mainland of the Dilian and successfully return to the mainland of the Dilian under the risk of encountering a Chudan angel who can lose the regime of the Dilian within a few days, I don't even mind giving him the title of Marquis." ,” Zuo Wu shrugged:

"Someone told me before that anyway, the emperor was picked for nothing, no matter what I do, it is considered to be earning; even if the things in the Imperial Union are equivalent to my bottles and cans, they are not in my pocket now. what?"

At present, the most likely reason for Dilian's loss of contact is the work of Chudan Angels; they can sweep the entire territory within a few days, and their moving speed is simply outrageous, almost everywhere.

Zuo Wu was already prepared to encounter them, but he was confident that he could survive at least because of the presence of Gray Wind and the favor he had.

Others don't have such a luxurious configuration.

at this time.

The busy air routes of the Star Sea Alliance have been smooth for a long time, and they are getting closer and closer to the dim star. It is so close that it finally makes people feel a little dazzling.

Countless people are seeing off, I don't know if it is a blessing to the brave, or a mourning for a group of people who are about to die.

Jin Mian suddenly said: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold? I remember such a poem from Dilian."

Zuo Wu nodded: "Yes, but now Dilian's poems are as beautiful as your Yinggesuo's poems, and they are almost extinct."

"...It's okay meow, I will remember."

"Remember it together with the phrase 'I hope people will live together for a long time."

(End of this chapter)