Star Railroad: Great Guardian of Beloberg

He took one step forward at a time until Blade and Sam appeared on both sides of him, holding the blades to his neck.

thump—

The surging cold surged on Alex's body, and a frost dragon appeared from its shoulder. The sharp dragon claws instantly tore Alex's shoulder. Sam on the side was suffering from extreme cold. Even if he released all his energy to block the cold at the first time, his right hand holding the sword became extremely fragile in an instant. Any metal at this temperature is no different from soda crackers!

Swish-

Feeling threatened, Blade and Sam did not dare to approach Alex again, and retreated directly to Kafka, saying:

"Kafka, unseal me!"

"Kafka, request to activate the destruction protocol."

The enemy in front of them could no longer be dealt with by conventional combat. Both of them felt the terrifying threat of Alex. It was not just the frost that was manifested. Sam felt that there was a loophole in the operation of his program, and Blade felt it more clearly. As a living being, he had clearly felt the negative emotions of [doubt] and [confusion] shrouding him.

With more contact, Ren felt that he could become a monk!

Kafka looked at the evil dragon with frost wrapped around Alex's hand, wearing frost armor, and his black hair and eyes gradually becoming the only colors on his body.

The coldness of the whole world was gathering towards him.

But what was deadly was not the coldness emanating from him.

It was the deep gaze that defined their existence, the existence of the Star Core Hunter, the existence of Elio and destiny, as nothingness.

I really want to fight him with all my strength and see if he can bring fear to me.

"Listen to me, put down your weapons, Blade, Sam. Now that the seal of the star core has become a foregone conclusion, I want to talk to you, Mr. Rand."

Kafka suppressed her desire and excitement. Now, something else was more important. She said, "The star core is not necessary. Since you have already dealt with it, we did not have any irreconcilable conflicts. Fortunately, our casualties were similar. How about a draw?"

Sam's hand was frozen, but Swarovski, whose hand was broken, was in a worse condition, with wounds all over his body. Although Gerard also suffered a lot of injuries, from the surface, Blade's whole body was soaked in blood.

But... compared to Cocolia and Kafka, although she was not seriously injured, she was obviously in a state of distress.

Kafka secretly uses the power of words to express her own views:

"Listen to me, although the cold wave has stopped, it will take at least 800 years for the planet to regain vitality and the temperature to recover. And the damaged ecology, Sam."

Sam retracted his sword and said, "According to calculations, there is no biological resource storage, gene bank, or specimen bank in this city, and there is no possibility of ecological recovery. Without external interference, you will still not be able to walk on the entire continent in the next thousand years."

"And the only one who will help you is the company." Kafka smiled and said, "Since Mr. Rand even knows about the Star Core Hunters, he probably doesn't know about the company. They are people who will not do anything without profit. The company will help you, just like hundreds of years ago. They will not help you to reach the sea of ​​stars, but will only help you transform your homeland into a tourist attraction of cosmic civilization. This time, they will probably build a zoo called 'Conservation Miracle' for you, so that people who believe in conservation from all over the universe can come and see these people who have lived in the ice and snow for hundreds of years."

Kafka's words were not alarmist. Not only that, Alex wanted to take people away because he knew that there was another force in the universe - the Annihilation Gang.

That was a faction of destruction that was not accepted by the Star God of Destruction. It was better to say that it was just a thug. If they knew that this world invaded by the Antimatter Legion was still alive, the Annihilation Gang would come here singing and dancing to help the Antimatter Legion complete its unfinished business.

That is the most despicable force in the universe.

Alex paused for a moment. He did not move forward. In front of the cosmic civilization, Beloberg was nothing. He said, "You still want your script, right?"

The other party was hinting, and he understood it. This was the content of the deal. The Star Core Hunter would help Beloberg gain some power to face the universe, and the requirement was that Beloberg would perform a play for the Star Train in the future.

"That's right. Since you know our purpose and the star core has been sealed, my script is worthless. Now you can write the script." Kafka invited: "Name the reward you want."

There are no eternal friends in the universe, only eternal interests. As long as both parties have irresistible bargaining chips, even if they were fighting just now, they can now sit down calmly and discuss the deal.

Alex weighed Kafka's proposal. The star core had been processed, which was the only prerequisite for him to trade. It was impossible to threaten him with the star core, and it was not allowed. But other than that...

He had heard rumors about Kafka in the IXth Agency, that beneath her beautiful appearance was a devilish woman. As long as she was held back by the Undead Blade or the powerful Sam, she alone could turn the entire Beloberg into a river of blood.

Can Beloberg defeat the Core Hunters? Perhaps, but Alex will probably be left alone.

"I'll write the script, so I won't let anyone get hurt." Alex slowed down the flow of ice and snow. This was very important. The script belonged to Elio or himself. If Elio only wanted a result, that was fine, but if he wanted the process, then sorry, there was no room for negotiation. He could only continue fighting. He said, "I want a complete set of systematic educational materials for Beloberg to enter space civilization from surface civilization."

The progress of a civilization is not enough to rely on being a gigolo and tricking a spaceship. He needs all the knowledge to become a part of the cosmic civilization from being a "villager" or "native" in the eyes of others. It will be too late for the Star Train to arrive in ten years, and he must start now.

"Of course you decide the script." Kafka smiled. She had made the right bet. The other party definitely didn't want to live on such a small, lifeless planet.

"The information is fine."

For the Star Core Hunters, this condition was too easy. They had hackers under their command who could invade the database of any civilization in an instant. They only stole public educational resources, not the research data of the Genius Club. This was too easy.

"I need all the people of Beloberg." Alex stopped pretending. If you want our entire city to act with you, then fine. Then you Star Core Hunters will have to work for me too. "Basic living supplies, industrial energy, and development supplies for the next fifty years."

"Fifty years? Are you kidding?" Sam complained, "Let's forget about the basic living materials. What about energy and development? After you have been exposed to all the educational materials, do you understand how much is needed to make your civilization progress?"

Alex replied: "Then consider it a breakdown in negotiations."

"...Mr. Rand, you seem to think too highly of us." Kafka indicated that she would be the one to negotiate, and spread out her hands and said, "The Star Core Hunters are not as big as you think."

"I heard that your head is also worth a fortune in the company?" Alex remembered that when Kafka was first put on the bounty list, there was a high bounty of 50 billion credit points. This was only for now, and it was possible that this number would exceed billion in the future.

What does this mean? It's about the pocket money of a rich lady in the space station for several years. But don't forget, the pocket money of a rich lady is enough to support a [Black Tower] space station, which is a scientific research space station with extremely huge expenses. If you really want to convert it, it's enough to support Beloberg for a long time.

Kafka was silent for a while, then asked, "Can we pay for some supplies with credit points or other equivalents?"

"can."

"Well, I think our deal..."

"No, no, no, I haven't finished my offer yet." Alex said, "I still need a Star Destroyer that can accommodate the entire Beloberg."

"You." Kafka asked with a smile, "Do you understand what a Star Destroyer is?"

"Well, it's very popular and fashionable among young people. It's cool."

I thought the natives of Yalilo wouldn't have a big appetite. The star core hunters all fell into silence, feeling that the guy in front of them had a big problem with his values.

On the contrary, Beloberg had not walked out yet, and the others did not know how outrageous Alex's words were.

“Even if we could afford it.”

If supplies are ordinary goods that can be obtained, the worst that can happen is that you can just steal and buy them. But Star Destroyers are extremely expensive and unavailable even if you want to buy them. After all, there are not many Star Destroyers in the universe, and no one will sell them at will. This is really beyond Kafka's ability. She spread her hands and said, "No one is willing to sell them. This is beyond..."

"Can the value of a Star Destroyer be equated with the survival of the universe?"

Alex has already grasped Kafka's mentality. He now knows what she wants, and wants fate to move forward meticulously. And Yalilo is also an important part of it.

Kafka glimpsed the black cat in the distance again, she let out a sigh and said, "We need time."

Missing out on Yalilo is equivalent to missing out on the entire Amber Age. There is too much uncertainty about where we will glimpse in the gap after the next drop of Clipper's hammer.

It is possible to do it, but the way it comes out won't be glorious.

"There shouldn't be any other requests." Kafka confirmed.

"Oh, there is one more condition."

"Kafka, if you ask me, we should just fight." Sam couldn't hold it in any longer. And, is it more outrageous than the Star Destroyer?

"Don't be afraid." Alex finally smiled and said, "A few space communication phones. This shouldn't be difficult."

Kafka's expression remained unchanged, she spread her hands and said, "Then let's sit down and have a good talk."

Chapter 28 Bronya, you be the captain!

"I say, Kafka, do you really want to cooperate with that guy? He is not a guy who will follow his fate."

The Goethe Hotel was finally reopened to the entire universe after seven hundred years, and the three people from the Star Core Hunters moved in under Alex's arrangement. The initial intention of cooperation had been reached, but the specific details still needed to be negotiated.

Blade and Sam leaned against each other in the corner of the room, hugging each other. Kafka stood at the window, looking at the city, and said, "It was Elio's idea."

"Okay, okay." Sam spread his hands, looking speechless.

Kafka looked at him, knowing that he was not convinced, and asked.

"Sam, how confident do you think we are in dealing with Mr. Rand?"

After analyzing it, Sam said, "10.4% chance of defeat, 30.5% chance of him escaping. There are too many uncertainties in his power of nothingness."

Even though the opponent showed great strength, Sam believed they had a greater chance of winning.

And...if Kafka hadn't specifically decided to wait until Theresa's funeral was over before starting the event, and had held it in the city, their chances of winning would have been higher.

"We only have a 60% chance of defeating him, based on the intelligence he has shown us so far." Kafka replied, "The remaining 40% probability is 100%, and he will become Chaos Void and disrupt all our arrangements."

Sam paused and asked, "It's really not because you like his playing?"

Kafka didn't answer, but said: "I'm going to go shopping. I saw some nice coats when I came here before. The fashion here suits my aesthetic taste. Who's interested?"

"none."

"I thought my presence would cause a commotion, so forget it."

The other two rejected Kafka's proposal, but Kafka shrugged, tightened her gloves, and said, "Okay, I'll go by myself."

In the square, the Great Guardian Cocolia is giving an inspiring speech, saying that the root cause of the cold wave has been solved, Beloberg will surpass his ancestors and is ready to start heading towards the sky, and announced that all of Beloberg's courses will be reformed.

Although Kokolia's speech was inspiring, she was not so happy in her heart. After seeing how powerful the outsiders were, she even thought that Beloberg, who was nothing in front of the cold wave, was also nothing in the universe. In the future, they need to become stronger.

This thought was not shared by Cocolia alone. It was shared by everyone who witnessed the battle.

In the mansion of Langdao, Gerard only bandaged himself hastily and then finished recuperating. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and stabbed his son Jeppard again and again, saying, "Don't retreat! There is a cliff and Beloberg behind you. You can't retreat even a single step!"

Young Jeppard held up the heavy shield. He didn't know why his father suddenly decided to increase his training, nor why his father seemed to have aged a lot. He could only feel the deep expectation in his father's eyes.

"Yes! Father!"

In the technical department of Beloberg, Shiluwa was gathering all the people to find a way to repair the damaged Shivalo. Shivalo sat there silently, allowing Shiluwa to check his wiring and transmission devices.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Swarovski. With my current ability, I can only do some repairs. The weapon device on your right arm has been completely destroyed. I..."

"It's empty there." Swarovski replied in an electronic voice, "It's a useless arm. There's no need to add it."

According to my calculations, I can’t protect anyone right now, not even Alex or Clara.

Shiluwa looked into Shiwaro's eyes and promised, "I will master all the techniques that Alex exchanged for as soon as possible and build a more powerful arm for you."

"Thank you."

Everyone who has witnessed the power of the universe feels unwilling, not only for the fate that the Star Core Hunter wants to weave, but also for their own weakness.

"Uncle, are we going to heaven in the future?"

In the garden of Klipperburg, Alex played with the mobile phone he had just obtained. The seal of the star core removed the original signal interference. Thanks to the invention of the Genius Club and the efforts of the Knowledge Society, now one mobile phone can communicate with the entire universe.

Bronya sat on Alex's lap and looked up at the starry sky. Although she was young, she could understand some of what the adults said.

"Ah."

Alex put down his phone, hugged Bronya and said, "You must learn how to drive a space battleship. When you learn it well, I will give you a star destroyer. Let our Bronya be the captain."

"Captain? Isn't he the Great Guardian?"

"Let's change it. It was a farewell to the past. Oh, Bronya, will you have nightmares after seeing so much today? Come sleep with me tonight."

"Uncle, you don't have to treat me like a child..."

"But uncle is also a child. He needs Bronya to hold him before he can fall asleep."

After a day's rest, Beloberg's top executives gathered together to seriously discuss what materials were needed for the list of requirements for the next fifty years.

The Star Core Hunter fulfilled the deal and gave three mobile phones - after all, they were not selling mobile phones, so they could not bring so many, all of which were Kafka's backup phones. As for the system's educational books, some of them had been published on their mobile phones.

And the people of Beloberg finally saw the crystallization of hundreds and thousands of years of development of countless worlds.

"Ah..." Professors from Beloberg University gathered together. Not to mention the complicated concepts in theoretical studies, just the things in applied science made them scratch their heads. Shiluwa looked at the copywriter who kept copying down on his phone and could only repeat a few sentences.

“Is it possible to do this?”

“You can do this?”

“Can this thing be made?”

Not to mention the genius club under the astonishing Intellectual Star God, not to mention the incomprehensible textbooks, just some of the devices and equipment sold publicly by the Interstellar Peace Company were beyond Shiluwa's understanding. She felt like she was reading a book from heaven. After all... Beloberg didn't even have an accurate understanding of computers now.

A series of books including "Galaxy Starship", "Essential Guide to Vehicles and Spaceships" and "Completely Illustrated Guide to Starfighters" made Shiluva wish she could split herself into several people and read them together.

This is true not only for science, but also for other aspects. The botanist of Beloberg saw for the first time in the atlas that there are crops that can be grown in the snow. As long as the seeds are taken, Beloberg's food crisis can be completely solved in a year, and more people can be supplied. The energy expert who originally studied the earth's marrow ore was sometimes crazy and sometimes screaming when faced with the vast universe energy atlas.

They realized that Beloberg's desperate situation was nothing from the perspective of the universe. As long as they had enough money, they could make the entire planet whatever they wanted.

But on the other hand, I realized how insignificant I am.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Shiluwa stood up and said, "Everyone, only by recognizing the gap can we catch up better. We are luckier than any other generation because the solution is in our hands. There is no time to be negative. Every minute and every second we spend will affect the future of the entire Beloberg!"

The Star Core Hunters are not babysitters, nor do they manage planets. They are hunters wandering in the universe. If they need any supplies, Beloberg needs to research and provide them himself.

Kafka sat on the reception sofa in the Great Guardian's office, sipping Beloberg's special black tea and said, "Not bad tea."

She really doesn't consider herself an outsider. Kokolia has an inexplicable hostility towards Kafka, not only because she didn't get the upper hand in their fight, but more because of the way she looked at her brother.

"So, you have made a request." Kafka looked at the Great Guardian and Alex who was playing with his phone nearby, and said, "I also have a small request. Do you think it's okay?"

"Please."