Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 52 Sensitive
In the age of the Star Sea, would people from different civilizations and different planets find each other attractive?

The answer is yes, for example, Ai Shanshan once lamented Levina's beauty.In addition, if the aesthetic difference between creatures is really like an insurmountable gully, then it is impossible for the current star sea to be full of mixed blood.

"Beauty" is a symbol, and since there is a consensus among civilizations in this regard, there will also be some subtle commonality in the use of other "symbols".

Therefore, Jinmian has reason to believe that these red dots on the screen mean "threatening targets".It's just that the color of these small dots is so dim, like a candle that will be extinguished at any time as it flutters in the wind.

She is a fighter who has fully received the education of the Rebel Army, and she is very familiar with the way the light spots are distributed—it is the fast-moving formation that allows a team of five to seven people to remain as concealed as possible.

Is this my comrade-in-arms struggling towards the fairy tale garden?Jinmian's three-petal mouth trembled.The dots of light on the screen move so slowly that they often go out countless times after the black cloud of the drone passes by.

But the remaining spots of light only swayed a few times, like a wild beast licking its wounds after a narrow escape, panting for a while, and then started to move forward slowly again.

If I hadn't been picked up by these aliens, I should be one of the light spots.No, it was worse than these dots of light, because the comrades they represented had already started to counterattack, and he was barely able to escape before.

There was another upsurge of light spots going out in groups, which even made Jin Mian feel a little dizzy.

Should I ask the aliens in front of me to save my comrades?
...No, absolutely not!According to the scale of the map, even the nearest team is hundreds of kilometers away.How long will it take to go to the rescue, do basic bandaging for comrades, and then move them to a safe place?Three 10 minutes?One hour?
According to the speed of the transparent box, it would not even take half an hour to rush to the Fairy Tale Garden!In contrast, if you choose to rescue yourself, how many people can you save?How many comrades will die when rescuing a group of light spots?

Gritting her teeth, Jin Mian forced herself to look away from the screen, almost filled with endless guilt.

guilt?
It is said.

As a soldier, the guilt of sitting in an office and pressing a button to kill countless people is much lower than the guilt of putting a knife in a man's neck with his own hands.

The distance of the war is infinitely extended, and the number of victims increases geometrically.But there are fewer and fewer patients suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, which is why.

The farther the distance, the more it feels that the casualties in the distance are just virtual numbers.So lucky, Jin Mian said to himself, at least there is still a screen between himself and these comrades.

Otherwise, she didn't know if she could underestimate the almost abandonment of her comrades when she really witnessed the tragedy of her comrades struggling under the sea of ​​drones.

Hey, isn't abandonment also a kind of betrayal?It turned out that he was also a traitor to his comrades.

……

On the Fugitive.

For clerks, the words "created equal" are a joke.The evidence is the rude way he is now using the biological technology he has already mastered to carry out the resurrection of the Struu bugs.

Every Stru individual has an independent consciousness, but their birth is obviously not taken care of by the clerk like Zuo Wu's daughter.

Anyway, the original Stru people themselves looked very abstract, and they might not be able to discover where there is an extra piece and where there is a missing piece.

Therefore, when Zuo Wu sent over the anomaly in the egg, the clerk thought it was being deliberately made things difficult at first.

Where is the problem?The clerk felt like a cat scratching at his heart.It's a pity that he doesn't have time to study in detail now, and arrange the laborers in the training cabin. He still needs to analyze with Aishanshan what kind of deal the Merryweather Armed Forces has made on this planet.

Ai Shanshan sent an email: "You said that this transaction happened more than ten years ago. At that time, Miss Gu Hua and Bai Aisi had not betrayed the Mech Pilot Group, and the official information in the backup data did not happen. similar transactions."

"That's probably what Merryweather did privately, hey. Looks like they started this business earlier than I thought."

The sea monster paused for a while before sending another message: "What kind of business, you said that Merylweather is an armed company, could it be that what they are doing is weapon smuggling?"

"That's right, smuggle the new weapons and new technologies in the Imperial Union to the nomadic neighbors in exchange for cheap primary raw materials on the opposite side, process them yourself, and repeat the cycle; Merylweather's scale is getting bigger and bigger. It is said that it has Started to acquire some galaxies,"

The clerk shrugged: "In the end, what Merryweather did is no different from those runaway smugglers, it's just that those are not successful, and it has already become a big business."

"They've been working for so long without any accidents. I don't believe there's no one above. Maybe Merryweather is the white glove of those big shots..."

"Hey, the big man is traitorous, and the nomadic savages who are being fed next to him are pressing every step of the way. The economic situation is not good. The various races that were originally united are starting to separate. Xenophobia and bloodism are slowly rising. What happened in the country? Chudan elves...Miss Ai, do you think Dilian is going to end now?"

The sea monster paused before replying: "Are you asking me?"

She is still looking through the database of the ancient painting Qingkong, hoping to get some clues.

"Yes, let's discuss and discuss. This is an interstellar event, and we may be able to witness history!"

"You like these sensitive topics about the regime very much?" Ai Shanshan replied in seconds this time.

The clerk was enthusiastic: "That's right! Only in this kind of frontier area can we speak freely, thrilling and exciting!"

Perhaps there is a reason why this plant head was dispatched to the frontier by Gongrong Insurance Corporation.Ai Shanshan curled his lips and typed slowly:
"What kind of excitement are these topics? Why don't we discuss whether it is legal for our country to change from the 'Union of the Earth' to the 'Union of the Empire'? Who is responsible for the successive killings of the representatives of the Seventeenth Civilization Federation? Whether what the sixteen civilizations did was aggression or what they now claim to be an invitation to liberate..."

"Please stop, Ms. Ai," the clerk said with a serious face, "The resurrection of the laborers has reached a critical stage. From now on, I will continue to supervise. Also, can we clean up our chat records a little bit?" ? I can give you preferential treatment in terms of insurance business in the future."

Ai Shanshan sneered, hung up this record in the chat box of the two, and highlighted the logo.

Then, the siren ignored the clerk who started to slap him in the face, hugged his legs, and diverted his thoughts.

Without clues, Ai Shanshan could only rely on the intuition training he had received.Although even in the machine control group, using intuition to analyze information is still a big taboo.There are an order of magnitude more errors than accuracy.

However, there were just a few times in which intelligence personnel relied on their intuition to turn the tide.

Relax, relax, the Sirens let their instincts go.

What does this native planet have?Probably the most is the population.Although according to the public log of the observatory, the population on the planet is decreasing sharply, but roughly speaking, there are still about [-] to [-] million individuals active.

population?

Speaking of which, that blunt AI seems to have told Levina, what weapon did the nomadic barbarian use to capture several animal husbandry planets in the Imperial Union?
On the way to this galaxy, the elf had discussed with the blunt man several times.Neither of the two of them convinced the other about "gratitude" or "generosity", but I overheard the conversation.

By the way, Dutzi said that the nomadic neighbors came here by fusing almost 200 billion aborigines in their territory and building a whole psychic weapon.At first, Ai Shanshan thought it was blunt and sensational, but now that he thought about it carefully, the efficiency and power of this weapon were simply outrageous.

At the cost of [-] units of the native population, can the imperial union pay compensation for the land?I'm afraid it is already equivalent to the power of some giant structures.

Looking through the database of the ancient painting Qingkong again, there is indeed such a thing.It seems that the top executives of the Imperial Union covered up the matter because of internal and external troubles and did not want an all-out war to break out.

As for why the blunt would know?Although her performance and position are double hips, she is still a high-ranking manager in the structure of the Imperial Union, and what she says casually on weekdays may hide some powerful intelligence.

So, Merryweather smuggled the weapon into her nomadic neighbors?

No, this logic is illogical.

If it was really the technology that flowed from the Imperial Alliance, then the war that lost the livestock planet to the Imperial Alliance would not have been so tragic that the economy is still affected to this day.

Ai Shanshan narrowed his eyes.

Could it be that the real situation is the other way around, that Merryweather smuggled this weapon to the Imperial Union from the nomadic neighbor who claimed to be Liaoyuan?
There is still no way to explain why the Imperial Union officials do not have this weapon.

There was only one last possibility left, and Aishanshan was laughing at himself why he came to such an outrageous conclusion—Merryweather was the middleman, the seller was a nomadic barbarian, and the buyer was a native of this planet?

Ai Shanshan almost laughed at himself, what a ridiculous conclusion!Indigenous and Liaoyuan?The two are not of the same order of magnitude at all, and they can talk about business face to face!

She shook her head, deciding to give up the divergence of thinking.But at this moment, a message came from the clear sky of the ancient painting:
"I cracked the log library of the observatory and restored some deleted data. Please take a look at it on behalf of Master."

The siren was silent.

In the recovered report, it said that there were nomadic warships hidden in the Tiyan Qi Group?But these warships didn't advance, didn't attack, and didn't come to plunder; they just watched silently from a distance.

Just like the cold supervisor team in ancient times.

What are the prairie barbarians waiting for?
The sea monster inhaled, and ordered Qingkong, the ancient painting that has not been restored, to work hard, and fully armed itself.

……

Zuo Wu, who arrived at the destination, received a reminder from Ai Shanshan, glanced at Jin Mian who was in agitated mood, and said nothing.

Just squatting down, stroking the scorched earth, looking at Dutzi: "Can we reach the center of the fairy tale garden from here?"

"That's right!"

Duzi took out a few antimatter grenades: "We use this. If we use it to drill the ground, we should be able to reach our destination soon. Don't worry, it's not Ai Shanshan's collection. I found it in the chief's inventory myself. Just tell your siren."

Zuo Wu nodded, holding the egg and shaking it, the young life inside seemed to feel something, and it has been restless since arriving here.

Levina's restlessness was even worse.

She also touched the earth, frowning furrowed.

Zuo Wu looked at her: "Have you heard the voice of the planet again?"

"It's different this time, it's the voices of countless souls," the elf shook his head, "It's just underneath, they're all blending together and making sounds."

Zuo Wu was surprised: "Ai Shanshan guessed right? Are your compatriots really being used as weapons? Jin Mian, you didn't hear anything?"

"...I've never heard of it. It's the first time I've heard that Yinggesuo still has a population of [-] to [-] million people surviving. It's all smashed up and smashed into a ball. I really don't know where people went where,"

Jin Mian, with trembling eyes, gritted his teeth: "That traitor did it? He forced these compatriots to become weapons?"

"The voices I heard told me something was hidden," Levina shook her head slowly: "The newly added voices are indeed full of outrageous resentment, but at the core, those voices that first became weapons are different;"

"They are determined, and they are singing a battle song of determination."

(End of this chapter)