MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v8 Chapter 37 A long day

"We are all children of large industrial areas. Although the planet has fallen behind this era and has not been able to join the industrial sequence for many years, we all know how this world works."

An old man with dark skin, white hair and curly hair wearing old work clothes waved his arms angrily on the podium and said aloud: "According to the previous rules and regulations, all space refining furnaces are monitored throughout the supercomputer. Next, the energy intensity will never touch the dangerous area. Why did it bring out a space crack, and then the explosion that happened a few days ago? "

Another man in formal attire and glasses tried to interrupt the old man's speech, but he was rudely pushed aside. The old man continued to say aloud: "From the beginning of the planet ’s closure last year, to this so-called explosion, to the emergency alert issued by the government just now, it ’s all a conspiracy of the Galaxy Alliance authorities! They want to abandon our burdens, do n’t want Take on the government's obligations again and want to rush us to the ground! "

Someone finally couldn't stand it, and stood up and retorted: "Both explosions have detailed data reports, why don't you take a glance?"

The old man was even more angry, and smashed the desk of the rostrum hard, saying, "Even if it really explodes, it is a matter of dozens of light years away. I have only been to a junior technical school and I know that there is no faster than light in the universe Things have to go for decades, can the monsters of the sea of ​​dark objects appear in front of us tomorrow? Why should we pay such a big price for such a distant thing now? "

Ms. Eve stood at the door of the meeting place, looked at the argument on the podium in the distance, and couldn't help shaking her head. The chief executive of the trade union is still so rude and illiterate. The Mr. Mayor should not use his precious time to convince him, or even let him speak.

The heated debate did not last long, because even if someone supported the old man ’s position, there was no way to stand up publicly in support of his stupid point of view.

The two explosions before and after were in the same planetary-level factory. They are indeed more than sixty light-years away from their planet, but the biggest problem is that the sea of ​​dark objects can be hollowed through torsion, even the Galaxy Alliance. The scientific community has always had a conjecture that the main world of the sea of ​​dark objects is already in the torsion hole.

If the Sea of ​​Dark Objects really invades the Scorpio Industrial Zone through that space crack, then no one knows when it will come to this planet, but it certainly does not take decades, and it may even be possible to pass dozens more The sky came before everyone.

Several elderly parliamentarians drove the executive director of the elderly trade union off the rostrum in the same rude manner. The mayor wiped sweat and glasses with fear, and began to arrange work for the city councillors and officials of various departments.

When the chief of the relevant department said that the inspection of the underground base had not been completed, the good-tempered mayor finally couldn't help but nearly roared: "Let you start the inspection after the last explosion, why not yet carry out!"

The head of the department wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead just like the mayor just said. Some embarrassment said: "The underground base has never been officially opened, and no one thought it would be opened one day. The annual routine inspection is only remote. The data check, this is only ... a few days, there is really no way to complete it. "

Mr. Mayor would not accept such a reason, shouting: "The blockade period has been more than a year! I said at last year's meeting that I could finish these tasks while there were few things. Where did you hear?" "

There are many grassroots staff members like Eve who can't stand this endless and meaningless quarrel, and there is a buzzing argument everywhere in the venue, which has suppressed the quarrel of officials. Eve found her chief of affairs and whispered something. The chief of affairs came to the rostrum as quickly as possible and said a few words with the mayor's secretary. Then the secretary transferred those words to Mr. City's ears.

The mayor was silent for a moment, shaking his head and said: "Don't expect the military, I have no face to transfer the warship over, the first task of the fleet must be to block the big industrial zone ..."

Before his words were finished, the old trade union chief shouted again from the stage: "What's the use of those warships coming! Do they let them consume our reserve grain!"

When the mayor did not hear him and the people in the meeting, he said to the surrounding secretary and the heads of various departments: "According to the spirit of the city joint association and the order of the alliance, let all residents go underground. The preparation of the base, if the sea of ​​dark things really came, immediately began to transfer, and then wait for rescue. "

The head of the department who was previously questioned asked a bit hesitantly: "Really ... Don't you try to ask the military to send a warship to evacuate?"

"It's too far." Mr. Mayor rubbed his eyes and found that he was the one who spoke. He suddenly got angry and shouted: "What are you still doing here, hurry and check!"

It didn't take long for officials and administrative staff at all levels in the venue, as well as staff around the city, to have their work lists popped up on the bracelet.

Eve looked at the instructions on the list and turned to leave the venue. She was about to complete the preparation of her block in three days. The time was very urgent. I was afraid that I would not even have time to eat.

Thinking of this, when she passed the hall, she grabbed a few bags of dry bread and stuffed it into her briefcase, took another bite in her mouth, and accelerated her pace to walk outside, faster and faster, like running same.

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The girl quietly looked at the star chart above the hot spring.

I don't know if it's an illusion. The florals on her bathrobe are more vivid than usual.

There are many mechanical characters on the star chart that only she can understand, which represents the prompt and process planning of the central computing core of the computer.

The space crack in the Scorpion Nebula Industrial Zone has become larger again, and the fourth erosion once again failed.

The thirteenth squadron of the Xingfeng fleet will arrive in the area of ​​the incident in thirty-seven hours. The remaining warships are also going to rescue at the fastest speed. There are a total of four cocooners on the battleships.

The biggest question now is, if the sea of ​​dark matter really passes through the space crack, the situation can not be controlled, is it necessary to carry out a large evacuation.

The Scorpion Nebula is one of the heavy industry centers of the Galaxy Alliance and one of the important resource star fields. The number of humans inhabiting is not too much, only 700 million people are less. Only one integrated fleet is needed to complete the evacuation, but in that case, the space channel between the Scorpio Nebula and the main star needs to be opened.

-Those space channels have been closed for more than a year.

If Jing Jiu is okay, make sure he is with Xue Ji now, what if they come here through the space channel? She didn't think about it for too long before she made a decision, reopened the space channel, and let Chen Ya rush over with the fleet as quickly as possible, preparing for the evacuation.

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If it was not for killing a carbine and capturing Mr. Dan, Chen Ya should have arrived at the planetary factory at this time, carrying a nuclear-powered furnace and holding a jet, and began to melt the crack in the space.

Thinking of this, his face became a little ugly.

The explosion of the planetary factory directly caused the death of more than 300 workers. The sea of ​​dark objects floating from the space cracks infested more than 1,000 workers. The most troublesome thing is that the space crack is still expanding. It has even surpassed the space crack at the Star Gate base.

Of course the real trouble is on the side of the space crack. The return of the battleship in front is very clear, there is the bottom of the sea of ​​dark objects, and even the tentacle-shaped things can be seen on the dim picture finally returned by the probe flying past.

If it is really the mother nest, this is even more troublesome.

Fortunately, the universe is vast, and the space is really large. Even if the sea of ​​dark objects and the monsters formed by it can pass through the torsion hole, it just flows unconsciously. If you want to threaten the 700 million human beings living in that star field, you still need a period of time. Thinking that Jing Jiu was still there, his face became even more ugly, he opened encrypted communications, contacted the 857 base in the distance, and said, "Are you ready?"

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The spacecraft kept leaving the planet 857 ground and brought some breezes, and the death spores blowing all over the sky, making the world of black and white more magical.

Those spaceships entered the warships outside the atmosphere one after another, and then the warships left the galaxy, came into outer space and entered the large warships, and finally formed a temporary warship in a more distant space channel.

The 857 base is the most secret place of the Galaxy Alliance, but if it is not too far away from the Scorpion Nebula in terms of distance, the military wants to support the exploding planetary factory, and it departs the fastest from here. There is also a reason that no one knows—the saint Zengju has been here.

Among the cocoon-breakers, the realm of Zeng saint is extremely high, and he has very rich experience in dealing with the sea of ​​dark objects. Last year, a warship was infiltrated by the sea of ​​dark objects, which he and Shen Yun buried to deal with.

The procedural fleet drove into the torsion hole, the light outside the window disappeared, and the self-illumination in the room turned on. The captain entered the room at the bow and looked at the figure in front of the window. Thinking of the missing chief consultant, he said after a moment of silence, "Thank you."

Zeng Ju turned and looked at the captain with a slight smile, and said, "This is what I should do."

This sentence is often misunderstood as perfunctory, but it is very sincere from his mouth.

The captain was called Jiang Zhixing, the captain of the battleship Lieyang.

This battleship is naturally the Lieyang.

After the Great Galactic War, the battleship Lieyang was seriously damaged, and everyone from Jiang Zhixing to ordinary soldiers was imprisoned in a military prison. Until a few days ago, Zeng Ju used his powerful influence to force them into the military prison. It happened that the battleship Lieyang was also repaired at this time.

It didn't take long for the battleship Lieyang to sail out of the torsion hole and to the Scorpion Nebula with other companions. There is still a long distance away from the exploding Menghuo Planetary Industrial Base, which cannot be seen by the naked eye, but the remote communication system can already help them see the real picture, watching the burning planets on the light curtain and the looming Black spots, Jiang Zhixing's expression became very dignified.

This is the biggest disaster precursor for the Star Alliance since the Stargate base was invaded by the Sea of ​​Dark Things.

Zeng Ju was not very nervous because the current Galaxy Alliance is much stronger than it was a few decades ago, and there is already a very powerful ascendant there. Even if you ca n’t hold it, you can drag some time. The most important thing is that human luck is really good. It ’s not bad, it should n’t be a big deal.

"Luck?" Jiang Zhixing asked.

"Even if the space crack can't be blocked, the monsters will land on some planets, and they won't infuse too much life."

The reasons given by Zeng are very clear. After Jing Jiu's disappearance, the space channel between the Scorpion Nebula and the main star field of the Galaxy Alliance was completely cut off. All planets are strictly forbidden to take off and land. All organizations in the government and social systems have entered a state of emergency. The star fleet has been in this star for a long time. In the area of ​​parade, facing the unexpected situation, the efficiency and mobility of human society are many times stronger than in previous years.

The picture on the light curtain is becoming more and more stable, and the communication system can guarantee to enter the all-star broadcast. Zeng Ju was silent for a while, reached out to turn on the communication switch, and began to issue orders to all battleships and planetary governments of the Night Scorpion Nebula.

Chen Ya and his fleet are still in the main star domain. No one has higher authority than him. His orders are no different from the decree of the feudal dynasty. They are even more stringent and must be implemented without discount.

The Star Fleet One and Three Fleet closest to the explosion site came to support at the fastest speed, and more than three thousand warships in the distance were ordered to quickly spread out to the galaxies. Be prepared to retreat.

Jiang Zhixing made a simple calculation and found that 300 million people may need to be evacuated in the first phase. He can't help but worry, saying: "Can it be done?"

"The central computer has calculated, no problem."

Zeng Ju ignored these details, looked at the burning planet on the light curtain, looked at the looming little black spot in the flame, and took a deep breath.

Whether it is retreat or on-site assistance, it is a formal process in the plan. The key to solving this matter is whether it can block the space crack.

The first ascendant who rushed to the burning planet was very powerful, and the sword was ruthless. The problem was that the space crack was too large. It was difficult to even melt while fighting, and even ... there was danger. It would be nice if Shen Yun was buried, his combat power is definitely not weaker than that of the ascendant, and his physical strength is far more than that of the other party, just like on the topaz 2 ...

Zeng Ju felt a little bored between his eyebrows, raised his hand and rubbed it gently, and stopped thinking about these problems.

Jiang Zhixing looked at his expression and subconsciously said, "Shall I ... make you a pot of hot tea?"

From the star gate base to the main star to the 857 base to the foggy galaxy, he is used to the pictures of Zhong Lizi and Huaxi making tea for Jingjiu.

Zeng raised his hand and smiled and said, "I just drink water."

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The monks don't care about enjoyment, whether tea or wine is often used to watch, or have a certain meaning.

People in the Star Alliance have not much interest in tea. They are more willing to submit to various carbonated beverages and trace medicines. Anyway, there are genetic optimization and martial arts practice. Those minor damage caused by the stimulation need not be too concerned.

In the living area of ​​the battleship Lieyang, a variety of drinks are placed, only some simple tea bags are placed in the corner.

More than a dozen 857 base researchers sat in the living area, whispering about what to drink and various beverages. They have conducted many years of research on the sea monsters of dark objects, and they have very rich experience. They think they should play a very important role in this emergency.

A researcher squatted in the corner of the cupboard, looked at the words on the tea bags, picked it up curiously, smelled it, and shook his head in disappointment, it seemed not very satisfied.

In the end, he picked a pack of jasmine tea. For some reason, he had a kind of intimacy with jasmine. His wife knew that his hobby often gave him jasmine tea a few years ago.

The tea bag was torn unreasonably, the tea leaves and petals were rudely poured into the cup, the boiling water fell from the automatic induction outlet, the dark green tea leaves and the pale white fine petals continued to rotate, gradually emitting more Strong scent-The scent is mainly floral, and the tea is completely masked.

The researcher shook his head again in disappointment. The gray plaid shirt on his body shook as his body swayed ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ forming a mosaic-like effect. (I can't think of a suitable new statement, so I still use mosaic)

Whether it was these tea bags, or boiling water and a non-hot insulation cup, he was dissatisfied.

There are many interesting, fun, and useful things in this world, but there are no good iron pots, no good tea cups, and no good tea leaves.

He was walking towards the work area with a large teacup exuding heat. Colleagues shouted twice behind him. He pushed the black-framed glasses onto the bridge of his nose, saying that he still had a deduction calculation.

Accompanied by a beep, the bracelet emits a bright light, and the corresponding secret information is brought up, slowly flowing in the form of a three-dimensional light curtain. The researcher in the gray plaid shirt leaned on the chair, quietly looking at the pictures and data, raised the teacup in his hand and took two breaths, then took a warm breath.

He is holding his teacup with his right hand, a silver bracelet on his wrist, and light flowing on the surface, giving a particularly flexible feeling, as if he is always ready to come alive, and then go to fight.

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