Abnormal crossing

Chapter 107 Last Words
"Tell me, what can I do for you?"

In the digital world on the other side.

Listen to Milo's words.

Qiao Kewen, who had been able to control his emotions, suddenly trembled, leaned forward heavily, and his knuckles that were pressing on the operating table turned blue.

And a few centimeters in front of his knuckles, a large amount of bytes of data were frantically refreshing and jumping on the main control screen at an almost blurry rate.

In fact, it was not just the main control screen. At this moment, the entire spacecraft, or the entire digital world, was in a state of crazy distortion:
Various instruments and equipment exploded sharply, the keel of the spacecraft made a dying metallic wail in the gravity tide, and the starry sky was gradually boiling into a blood-red mist.

On the 'junk star' closest to the spacecraft.

The outline of the continental shelf was twitching like a melting wax figure, a monitoring center was being slowly swallowed by a crack in the mantle, and thousands of lava streams were exploding on the surface.
If you look further away, the scene will be even more bizarre:

The entire Blue Bridge Galaxy was curling and twitching in a posture that violated the laws of physics. In the strong light of several supernovas exploding at the same time, the black hole tore the star cluster into a rotating glowing intestine.

A nebula in the Blue Bridge Galaxy called the Aquila Spiral Arm has collapsed into a gray skeleton, and countless star rings are pumping stardust into the void like broken carotid arteries.

The shattered reflection of Jokowen was reflected on the star screen, but the image overlapped with an ancient star that was vaporizing. According to the spectrum detected by the Ship Spirit, the position of that star should be 700 million light years away.
The world is heading towards destruction in some extremely distorted way.

Then Jokovin retracted his gaze, raised his eyelids, and looked at Milo in the light curtain: "It's true that chatting with smart people saves time, Captain Milo, I want to ask you for help with something."

Milo nodded calmly: "Please go ahead."

After realizing what happened, Jokovin began to answer all questions, even revealing the password of the creation parameters. This was obviously a request for help - to put it bluntly, this was actually a transaction.

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Then Qiao Kewen was silent for a while. At this time, he calmed down a lot. "Captain Milo, I have some savings in my Xinghai account, and there are some not-so-good but not-so-bad stocks in the spaceship warehouse. I hope to use them and the previous information as a reward to hire you to send this spaceship back to my home planet."

"Send the spaceship back to your home planet?" Milo was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "What's next? What are you going to do after you send it back?"

Qiao Kewen glanced at a certain direction in the deep space, a trace of attachment flashed in his eyes: "I can leave after I send you there."

Milo blinked quickly: "."

Is this awkward?
To know.

According to Milo's previous thoughts.

I don't think the task that Jokovin asked me to do would be that simple. It was either revenge on someone, or finding something for him that I might not be able to find in my lifetime.
Is this the result?

True.

In the sea of stars, it is indeed not an easy task to transport such a spacecraft across the galaxy to a certain place.

Even if planetary life forms like Gu Wei have been working 996 since the caveman era, they still cannot afford one-tenth of the freight cost.

But the problem is that Jokovin didn't get it for free, but was paid to do it - apart from anything else, the set of creation parameters alone was enough to transport the spacecraft for dozens of trips.
Not to mention that he also promised to give his savings and warehouse inventory to Milo. The value of these things added together was not even on the same order of magnitude as the difficulty of the task.

It's like if someone on Earth gave you one million and asked you to drive a small electric donkey from Fujian Province to Haidai, it's very weird just to think about it.
Then Milo seemed to have a guess and asked tentatively: "I understand, you want to leave the spaceship to your family?"

"Family members?" Qiao Kewen smiled softly: "My parents died decades ago. I am not married, I have no lover and no children, so how can I have family members?"

Milo hissed hesitantly, "So what are you doing this for?"

Hearing this, Qiao Kewen stretched out his hand on the other side of the light curtain, and a crystal-like shadow appeared on his palm: "Captain Milo, you should be familiar with this, right?"

"Eddy Current Access Agreement?" Milo recognized it at a glance: "Of course it's not unfamiliar. Wait!"

As he was talking, he suddenly realized something: "Old Qiao, could it be that your home planet is very backward?"

Eddy current admission protocol.

This thing can be said to be something that Milo is very familiar with - its full name is "Vortex Fissure Access and Development Collaborative Agreement", where vortex refers to natural or artificially stimulated space rifts. To put it simply, it is the qualification required to establish an exploration team.

This qualification can be transferred or sold if the preset conditions are met.

However, this kind of precondition is quite troublesome, and the profit from resale is not high, so generally speaking, few people will do this kind of business, and it is usually iterated on a heritage basis - and it is common in more backward civilizations.

"Yeah, it's very backward," Qiao Kewen said as he glanced at the CNC screen and casually closed a group of notifications about the tail of the spacecraft beginning to disintegrate. "My home planet is called Molde, an ordinary planet located in the Aurora Labyrinth Belt. The planet's resources are poor, and heavy elements such as iron and nickel that can be used to produce space exploration equipment are scarce. Therefore, technological development has been extremely slow for a long time."

"What's worse is that the environment outside the planet is extremely harsh. Even a stellar civilization that controls hundreds of star systems may fail. It is more than a hundred times more difficult for the mother planet to leave the star system than a civilization of the same level. The only way for the entire civilization to communicate with the star sea is a communication bracelet left behind by a lost spaceship a long time ago."

Milo was silent.

The Aurora Labyrinth Belt that Jokovin mentioned is a very famous area in the starry sky. Its area is about the same size as an ordinary galaxy, but its center is not a supermassive black hole, but a rare four-body pulsar array.

The four neutron stars undergo orbital resonance thousands of times per second in a quantum entangled state, and the gravitational ripples generated can instantly kill more than 90% of stellar-class spacecraft.

At the same time, the polar gamma rays emitted by the pulsar array also formed a dynamic energy network in the Aurora labyrinth belt. This energy network can cause navigation inaccuracies and make the entire labyrinth belt become like a maze - this is also the origin of the word labyrinth belt.

There are many planets with planetary civilizations in the entire Aurora Labyrinth, but most of them will never be able to step out of the starry sky until the end of their civilization.

At the same time, this situation does not involve black holes or other "celestial destruction" events, so the Star Alliance has never interfered with the Aurora Labyrinth.

And the other side.

Qiao Kewen took out a tattered silver bracelet and placed it carefully in his hand: "Although this bracelet is cheap, it is extremely precious in the eyes of the mother star. According to the provisions of the Star Alliance Education Act, each bracelet can refresh the opportunity to participate in the Star Alliance Civil Service Examination once a year. If the results are outstanding enough, you can be admitted to various colleges."

"Unfortunately, my home planet is too backward and primitive. The generation gap in knowledge almost cuts off the possibility for the people in my tribe to master sufficient knowledge before the appropriate age. For thousands of years, no one had reached the required score until I appeared."

When talking about the past, Qiao Kewen couldn't help but show a trace of reminiscence on his face: "About fifty years ago, I was admitted to a college ranked over 85 in the Star Sea, and became the first person qualified to step out of the mother planet." "At that time, the mother planet almost sold everything it had to raise enough money to send me out of the Aurora Labyrinth Belt - they sold % of the phosphate mines on the planet and gambled on the future of agriculture to send me to the Star Sea."

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Looking at Qiao Kewen's low voice, Milo also sighed: "No wonder your resume is like that"

Milo remembered it clearly.

Jokoven has changed three ships in more than ten years. After he established the Burning Crusade Exploration Team with a loan five years ago, he has completed seven primary missions and one intermediate mission. His promotion speed is more than twice as fast as that of an ordinary team.

The entire resume from beginning to end reveals one word:

urgent.

Now after hearing what Giocoven said, Milo finally understood his difficulties.

No wonder it's so urgent.
Jokovin is the hope of the entire mother planet.
Then Jokovic paused and looked at the main control room door that was gradually turning into pieces and disappearing. "My biggest wish in this life is to raise enough money to relocate Molde to a more comfortable place. Unfortunately, the number is too huge, so huge that I dare not even dream of such a fantasy."

"In reality, I can only try my best to improve the conditions in Molde, such as sending a few hundred bracelets back, buying Molde enough high-efficiency biological fertilizer for a thousand years from the Larin Chamber of Commerce, and finding some young men and women with potential to train on my ship."

Speaking of it.

Qiao Kewen couldn't help but glance at the eight hibernation chambers not far away. As soon as he recovered his memory, he gave several of his fellow tribesmen biological anesthesia, and he was the only one awake to face the end:

"It's a pity that one misstep can lead to eternal regret. I accept the price, but I must send this ship and the Vortex Access Agreement back to Molde. I have already gone through the procedures when I established the exploration team. If anything happens to me, the successor to the ship and the agreement will automatically be changed to the Speaker of the Molde Federation."

"At that time, they will select the next captain for the spacecraft. The new captain only needs to go to other fleets to familiarize himself with the process. After taking office, he can immediately connect to the Xinghai system through the Vortex Access Protocol."

"With them, the legacy of the Burning Crusade will not be broken, and Mord will be able to escape from the Aurora Labyrinth one day!"

To the end.

Jokovin's expression was full of gnashing teeth, as if he was growling with all his strength.

In the Star Sea Civilization, he is just an ordinary old driver who can't be more ordinary, and he can be found in many business centers.

But only he himself knows what is being carried on his shoulders and what story is behind it.

Only Jokovin himself can understand how complicated his heart is now.

He had been cautious all his life, and didn't even dare to dream of moving to his home planet. But near a red dwarf star, he saw the possibility of that fantasy coming true:

A set of 10-39 magnitude creation parameters is enough for the mother planet to relocate twice with some left over.
So he chased the creation parameters into the star, but because his dream came true he lost his vigilance and in his excitement he ignored the puddle of water.

I never thought that the only carelessness in decades would lead to such a helpless outcome.
Up and down, this fucking fate
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Looking at Joe Koven gritting his teeth, Milo was silent for a while: "No problem, old Joe, your deal. I agree."

"Really?"

Hearing Milo's words, Qiao Kewen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body almost fell on the light curtain: "Captain Milo, don't lie to me!"

Milo sighed with a complicated expression, not showing any excitement about making a fortune: "Of course it's true. Compared to the compensation you gave me, it's just a piece of cake."

He thought of something again, reached into his pocket and took out an object: "Although we are currently unable to sign a contract, I am willing to use the will it represents as a guarantee - I will definitely complete your commission."

There was a badge placed on Milo's palm.

That is.
This was the item that Milo showed when he guaranteed Gu Wei’s birthplace in front of the Wo Wo Tou people.

The moment he saw the badge clearly, Qiao Kewen's breathing suddenly quickened: "Star Dome Seal?"

"Hmm," Milo calmly put away the badge, "Do you believe it now?"

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Qiao Kewen's face fluctuated for a few times, and he didn't answer Milo's question directly: "I didn't expect that I could see the legendary Star Mark before I died. Are you a male or female rider?"

Milo's mouth twitched: "How do I look like a man?"

"It's hard to say," Jokovin shook his head. After seeing the badge, he completely dispelled his worries and even wanted to make a joke at this juncture:

"These days, even if you only have underwear left, you may not be able to tell the difference between a man and a woman. Who knows, there might be female riders who like to look like bearded men?"

Milo: “.”

Then he took a deep breath and poked his head behind Qiao Kewen: "It's been more than 500 seconds and it feels like we've been talking for two days. How much time do you have left?"

Qiao Kewen looked at the debris that had spread to three meters away from him, and he was surprisingly carefree: "About forty to fifty seconds."

Milo lowered his eyes. "Any last words? Like, for someone on the home planet?"

"No, I've already recorded my last words, the kind that's automatically released," Qiao Kewen waved his hand, and then pointed his chin towards Milo's pocket: "If I knew you had the Star Mark, I would have asked you earlier if there was still a chance to save you."

"It's useless to ask earlier. The Star Mark doesn't care about this matter," Milo shrugged. "Let me put it this way. If someone can really save this situation, I will show you the Vibrating Fin Star Axe on the spot without saying a word!"

As a result, Milo had just finished speaking.

Jin's voice was heard from the other side:
"Well, the analysis is done. It can't be restored, but it seems that it can be salvaged a little."

(End of this chapter)