40,000 Years of Cultivation

"That's it, the psychic against the reinforced spider chariot is flexible and maneuverable, with a moderate size. It has participated in almost every action of the Yasha squad, and has a strong enough crystal brain to temporarily carry our soul."

"But it is the most cutting-edge experimental model of Shengmeng. It must be very difficult to invade, and it is extremely easy to be noticed."

"The higher the difficulty, the more exciting it is, otherwise, is it really going to invade the fully automatic toilet?"

"Yes, where is the Yasha Squad now, and where is the spider chariot they use every day?"

"Ah, the Yasha Squad just encountered a big explosion in a mission. It seems that all of them are injured. They are taking a break at the headquarters of the Sweeper Organization. Their spider chariots are also being upgraded in the repair shop. It is not too far from here. "

"It's great, will Ji An out?"

"First of all, we need to find the design drawing of the common spider chariot and its crystal brain structure diagram, and figure out its operating system and defense system, conduct hundreds of virtual exercises, and crack the loopholes in it; then, we have to go here. There are some deliberately exposed “clues” in the wreckage of the crystal brain, because the holy ally knows that we have controlled the entire floating battle castle through the master crystal brain. We must make them mistakenly believe that we are using ordinary crystal brain to invade Technology can do it, and when the floating castle crashed, our souls escaped; finally, we had to set up a few traps, some "logic bombs", so that the other party was dismantling the wreckage of this crystal brain. At the time, it caused short-term data overflow, defense collapse, and even psionic overload. These problems are not fatal, but they can cover our traces of "jumping". When the other party is rushing to solve the "logic bomb" we set up , It is the best time for us to change our shape and change our shadow and replace the new "carrier"!"

"Very good, let's start!"

In an instant, the two souls of Li Yao and the Scarlet Heart Demon spread out like two wings of a butterfly.

As the divine soul ripples spread out in circles, a whole new world slowly appeared in their horizons, countless voices, countless pictures, countless light gold and crimson information streams, like tiny sands that make up a brilliant and colorful big thousand. In the world, they seem to be able to "see" the crystal brain research room they are in, the researchers entering and exiting the research room and the corridor outside, as well as the brain wave ripples constantly emanating from these researchers, and outside the research room, Yu Ling The new world is made up of net ripples, which is broader and more exciting.

"The internet is vast."

Li Yao smiled and thought in his heart, "Who can...stop me?"

...

Three days ago, the power cabin on the bottom of the tail of the main battleship "Chasing Light" of the Saint League.

The Chasing Light is a five-hundred-year-old, antique warship, placed in the Federation or the Empire, it should have been scrapped long ago, or handed over to the local armed and transport fleet.

However, the high efficiency and reliability of the prehistoric technology and the near-zero requirements of the holy ally for the starship’s living environment have made it still struggling stubbornly in the icy sea of ​​stars after numerous repairs, for the sake of "the glory of the gods." war.

In order to push its huge body over five kilometers long to sprint at super high speed and turn flexibly, densely packed working medium thrusters are spread all over it, plus the astronomical energy consumed by psychic shields and various energy weapons. The power cabin, which has been repaired and strengthened many times, occupies almost all the space in its tail. The pipes with a diameter of several meters to several tens of meters are intricately entangled, which are like a nest of steel pythons and cold. Sen Leng is more like a three-dimensional maze covered with rust.

Because of the aging of the materials and the long-term disrepair, hot steam was ejected from the corners of countless pipes, making the power cabin immersed in the mist all year round, and it looked like a quiet mountain.

After freezing and condensing, the steam will turn into droplets of water, falling from the "above" shaped by the gravity field, just like a patter of light rain.

Light rain and fog, the rust-colored labyrinth, and the warship soldiers and maintenance workers who wear gray raincoats and gas masks under the labyrinth, even if they take off their masks, they are equally expressionless. In the power cabin of the antique warship of the League, the eternal "landscape".

"Major" Chu Zhixiao crouched on a horizontal pipe at the highest point, staring blankly at the gleaming "rains" falling into the gray abyss below, falling onto the "soldier bees" and "worker bees" like small gray dots. Body.

She likes this feeling, like the light rain scattered on her skin, making her feel the ticking, pattering, dripping feeling, this feeling makes her feel that she is really alive, so, even if not What does the real "light rain" matter?

"Four thousand five hundred twenty-two, fourteen thousand five hundred and twenty-three..."

Chu Zhixiao was counting how many raindrops had fallen on her body.

"Major, help me, major, help me, help me..."

That voice floated in the depths of her mind again, unspeakable pity and despair, the raindrops and misty mist before her eyes, seemed to condense into a little girl in a white dress, opening her helplessly Arms.

Chu Zhixiao frowned slightly, and the hallucinations and auditory hallucinations disappeared, as if water droplets were melting in the rain.

She looked at Yusi, froze for a long time, and cursed lightly-she forgot where she had counted.

"Major! Major!"

This time, the ultra-micro vibrating chip deep in the ear canal really heard a voice that lacked melody and frustration, like metal friction, "We have arrived at the scene, where are you, whether you are monitoring the audience, I will All the terrain data of the power cabin and all the personnel information of the chaser will be transmitted to your spider chariot. Please be prepared to receive it."

It's the "Seven Stars", these seven annoying little ghosts.

Chu Zhixiao turned to look. There was a trembling spider chariot lying on the pipe beside her. Although it was called "all terrain", it had anti-joint limbs that turned 360 degrees and had a strange speed. Quickly sliding wheels, but this auxiliary psionic puppet is still not suitable for climbing up and down in a three-dimensional maze like a human dexterously. This chubby, toilet-like guy shrank his six limbs, trying to hug the slippery. The indicator light on the back of the pipeline is still flashing rapidly, indicating that it is receiving a large amount of data, and it looks like it will fall if you don’t pay attention, not to mention how funny it is.

The corner of Chu Zhixiao's mouth evoked a cold arc.

"Let's go, Porco Rosso, enough rest."

The woman code-named "Major" stood up from a hundred-meter-high ventilation duct, squinted her eyes, opened her arms, and felt the turbulence of the cold wind above the power cabin to her fullest extent. Then she made a light leap and jumped down. , Hadn't forgotten to hook her spider chariot "Porco Rosso" with her toes, and fell with her, in the gray mist.

The spider chariot is obviously a cold machine, but in mid-air it reveals some kind of "emotion" that is more vivid than that of the holy ally. Its six limbs are trembling desperately, as if they are going to grab anything around them, and inlay them in the head. The crystal eyes in the nine criss-crossing rails are constantly turning around, and they look scared of Liushen Wuzhu, which makes people can't help but laugh.

Just as they were about to land, Chu Zhixiao seemed to have stepped on something solid in the void, spinning very strangely, and by the way, he carried a spider chariot. The total mass was more than half a ton per person and one car, just like It fell to the ground lightly like a dead leaf, without making a sound.

The six limbs of the spider chariot were still trembling slightly. I don't know if it fell from a high altitude, the sudden weightlessness interfered with its balance system, or some kind of "heart lingering" reaction.

Chu Zhixiao immediately entered the role of "Yasha Squad Captain", a layer of gray frost condensed on his face, and he looked at everything around him coldly.

Seen from an altitude of hundreds of meters, the warship soldiers and maintenance workers gathered in the power cabin are no different from usual.

When entering between them, Chu Zhixiao immediately felt the panic and strong **** aura.

The facial features of almost all warship soldiers and maintenance workers were distorted to the extreme, and their faces were full of panic and extreme fear-this is an extremely abnormal phenomenon for the Saint ally.

The surroundings have been closed by the Divine Blessing Army, the Purifiers, and the Sweepers. Chu Zhiling saw that the Sweepers had organized the second and fourth investigative action teams. The two action teams appeared at the same time, and now they added their "Yasha Squad". It shows that this is a serious heresy crime.

The result of the emotional scan is indeed so.

Chu Zhixiao didn't need to raise his wrist at all. Through the violent trembling of the portable crystal brain, he knew that the emotional fluctuations gathered in this narrow space had exceeded the critical point, enough to trigger a large-scale mass hysteria, making everything peaceful, peaceful and pure. The devout warship soldiers and maintenance workers are all infected with a virus called "emotion".

Although they now only perceive the emotion of "fear", it is like the collapse of a dam. If left alone, other emotions will soon follow and swallow them completely.

"All the people in the power cabin, regardless of whether they are exposed to heresy or not, can only perform a large-scale ‘deep purification’."

Chu Zhiyun pondered to himself, his gaze passed over the purifiers in the brigade wearing anti-epidemic suits, "That's why there are so many purifiers gathered here.

"It's just that if you don't find the source of the infection, no matter how many times you do purification, it's useless.

"The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger, and there is also a faintly sweet and greasy taste, but for ordinary people who are used to eating synthetic food, it is really unstoppable sweetness. This is...'gluttonous' Taste, is it you, King Puppet?"