Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu struggled through the knee-deep garbage dump, followed by the crew.

After so long on the trash star, everyone’s clothes became dirty and tattered, exuding a long-lost rancid smell, almost integrated with the dirty surface of the entire planet, and a group of people seemed about to be submerged. Ants are walking forward in the ocean of garbage.

The cargo ship had already flown over the residential area, the rusty metal hatch stalled, and then slowly opened.

Countless silver **** are released from the cabin, like a dense swarm of insects, flying towards every corner of the planet. Each holographic projection can cover the entire square-sized area, covering almost the entire area of ​​the planet, below the countless silver balls. The virtual images of are connected into a film, and then converged into the same sound, which resonates throughout the entire planet.

Those are evidence.

Really, there is no covering evidence.

Statistics, audio and video, and witness testimony are all built into a sharp and ruthless blade.

The calm and sensible voice that simply stated the facts flowed in the thin atmosphere, tearing away the soft and hypocritical illusion bit by bit and ruthlessly.

I have to say that Lulai's men have done a good job in this regard.

The sinister truth, carefully wrapped in the sugar coat, is thus unreservedly exposed to the audience, extremely accurate, extremely ruthless, and deep.

The surface of the planet full of **** is shrouded and erased by the picture constructed by virtual data. If it is not for the rancid **** under the feet and knees, it is still squeaking, almost giving people an illusion of being out of reality.

However, those virtual images smear reality with a cruel color, and the carefully crafted conspiracy finally reveals its original ugly appearance at this moment.

Every inch of land is covered, every pair of eyes is staring, every pair of ears is listening.

Skinny, dirty, malnourished, disheveled, abused, poisoned.

One after another.

They stopped their movements.

Quietly watching the scene flowing around him.

Except for the sound that echoed in the air, all the creatures on this planet, which seemed to have been abandoned on the edge of the world, seemed to be completely plunged into almost terrifying silence and silence for the first time in history.

Ge Xiu and the crew speeded up their pace, went through the garbage and mud, and returned to the starting point he had marked on the light brain. He put the ugly iron bump on the ground, and then made a small move. wave.

Xiaoyi hurriedly took off the mechanical bag that he had carried since he disembarked, and handed it to Ge Xiu.

Ge Xiu opened the backpack and took out a silver exquisite circular machine from it.

Xiaoyi's gaze fell on it, and he couldn't help being stunned—this...how does it look like the zero machine developed by the latest scientific research project on the main ship...

At the beginning, he spent a week in the channel outside the scientific research room under the arrangement of Ge Xiu, so the machine that appears on the virtual light screen at this moment is so fresh in his memory.

and many more…

Xiaoyi suddenly came over, staring at Ge Xiu who was busy with the machine, and could not speak in shock:

"This...this is?"

Ge Xiu took the time to raise his head in his busy schedule, winked at him slyly, and said softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Hush, keep it secret."

Primary one: "..."

Oh, forget it, get used to it.

Ge Xiu didn't have any consciousness of stealing the zero machine that others had worked so hard to research. He looked calm and bowed his head in a calm and busy life.

With the help of the brain, he started to adjust and modify the iron lump assembled from discarded parts. Several soft metal sheets spread out from the top under his operation. This machine was already ugly enough. It became even more bizarre.

After finding a suitable location for placement and activation, the machine made a soft beep.

Everything is done.

Ge Xiu wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, and the oil on his palm rubbed his cheeks, making him look funny.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped his movements.

I saw a sudden change in the picture in front of me, and it seemed that someone had cut the back part directly and replaced it with new content—

Ge Xiu pursed his lips, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was immediately revealed. He gestured to the crew behind him and motioned them to look at the holographic projection in front of him.

The crew was a little confused, they looked in the direction he was pointing.

In the next second, everyone understood the reason.

The projection shows a metal plate with weird handwriting and rusty and dirty edges, because it is so clear that it gives the illusion of reaching out to touch its uneven surface.

Then, a lazy voice sounded:

"This is an amulet."

The voice was so familiar, the crew immediately recognized that the voice came from the captain they were getting along with each other day and night.

"It comes from this planet just like me."

"Before today, the text on it was just a simple totem and symbol, bless the wearer to gain something in the scavenging process, so that the hunger and thirst will not add to the starvation to death-until now."

With the fall of Ge Xiu's voice, the analysis process of the brain is clearly presented in the air in the form of data, and the mechanical voice of the brain is sounded, narrating the deciphering process in the simplest and most understandable way.

The seemingly strange and obscure text above has very simple meaning.

"Miner No. 408 in Mine Three."

This piece of iron used as a talisman is actually just a miner's identity card.

And its material is actually Albert Asian original iron.

After processing through multiple procedures, it will become the most expensive Albert Asia steel on the market. It is an essential raw material for high-end starship core drive devices, and low-level galaxies cannot afford its cost at all.

Through the analysis and collection of the air and soil acidity information, and the reverse deduction of the degree of corrosion of the iron brand, the manufacturing time can be found.

Not far, but just three hundred years ago.

With the current average life expectancy exceeding 150 years, it was only two generations ago.

And that was when the alliance rule began.

"This is very interesting. Why does it appear on this planet nicknamed as a free garbage dumping station? Did it come with other garbage being discarded?" Ge Xiu's voice was light and fluttering, with a bright interest. : "So I conducted an analysis of the attachment and found that it is from the outside to the inside, and there is no element from outside this planet."

"So I did some research." He laughed shortly: "Before the alliance was formed, the junk star did not exist. On the contrary, on the same coordinates, there was a planet with a completely different name—Albert. Yaxing."

The air fell into a weird dignity and silence.

The captain of the Alliance warship was pale, and all the members of the Alliance army around him were silent, staring dumbly at the virtual image that enveloped them, until the captain raised his gun, and the hot laser beam was launched from the muzzle, shooting high. The silver ball hanging over the heads of the crowd hit, and the broken and burning metal residue fell sternly. The slightly ridiculous sound, together with the holographic projection covering the entire area, disappeared in an instant, and the rolling trash mountains were once again revealed. In front of everyone.

However, the same voice still came from a little far away, like bone gangrene, everywhere.

"... The relevant documents of the Alliance record a series of marginal expansion plans carried out at the beginning of its establishment, including the massive construction of starship weapons and the massive transformation of the first galaxy where the Alliance Council is located. It’s a necessary material..."

The captain turned his head sullenly and ordered: "Send a team to destroy the holographic projector."

"Yes!" The adjutant beside him straightened his back, turned and hurried away.

The captain's cold face looked a little horrible. He came to the console and sent a three-level threat signal to the headquarters.

This information...

It shouldn't have been leaked.

The captain raised his head and stared at the holographic image not far away, his face was as heavy as iron, and his eyes pressed under his brows flashed with unconcealable murderous intent.

People on this planet shouldn't stay.

The human value they can create is far less than the threat they cause after learning the truth.

far away.

All the people looked as if they were enchanted, staring at the floating images in mid-air. They stood dazedly on the mountains and plains covered by garbage, their thin and almost sick bodies seemed to extend from a flat surface. Their eyes are all occupied by the pictures in front of them-it is a sight they have never seen before: heavy ridges and pine trees, rich mineral deposits, highly developed civilization, that is the home star on which they depend, it is what they used to His homeland is so rich and beautiful, which is heartbreaking.

Until... the entire planet was emptied by forced conquests, all resistance was violently suppressed, and massacre and brainwashing became a means of control.

This planet was completely squeezed out of the last trace of use value, and then was ruthlessly abandoned, becoming a forgotten corner, and becoming a free landfill.

The flames of war destroyed everything.

The blazing hot flame smeared everything into deadly bright red, and printed it on everyone's eyes, like cracks torn apart by life, dripping hot blood.

"They robbed our wealth and looted our home."

They deprived us of our words and erased our thoughts. "

The voice was floating in the air, gathered from all directions, every word was so sharp, as if it could scratch the skin and bleed pus and blood. They stopped and listened, and the bare skin seemed to be able to feel the faintness of it. It seems that all the sufferings that have been imposed on this planet are felt by everyone at this moment. In the pain of heart-digging, **** hatred and anger came into being.

Ge Xiu raised his head, there was no superfluous expression on his face, he just quietly listened to his own voice flowing in his ears.

He turned his head and silently looked at the crew standing behind him.

They all come from this planet.

Even though he had a worry-free life on the main ship, he still chose to come back here again.

Few people have deeper feelings for this planet than them.

Ge Xiu's gaze slowly crossed their faces, studying their expressions inquisitively, seriously, and carefully.

Everyone stood stiffly on the spot, their muscles were tight, as if they were fully resisting a certain suppressed impulse in the body, and everyone's face shared the same expression-anger.

It is like a violent torrent that is barely blocked by a fragile dyke. With a light push, it can sweep across mountains and rivers, invade everything, and vent the most primitive violence in the most primitive way.

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes and withdrew his gaze. There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips. It was faint, not very clear, like water lines that disappeared in a blow.

Few people will be angry about something that has never been given a chance.

Desire comes from within easy reach.

The things once owned were looted, the power once enjoyed was deprived, and the things that should belong to him were robbed abruptly.

This will lead to the strongest hatred.

The numbness of this planet once originated from ignorance, and when they can no longer continue to be ignorant, what will it end up?

Ge Xiu hooked his lips, turned on the brain, and took over the projection device remotely.

In the control room of the Alliance starship, the captain's expression became more and more ugly.

He now knows what the other party wants to do.

However, before he could do anything, he saw a wave of fluctuations in the picture not far away—he saw himself appearing on the virtual imaging picture.

This is... the monitoring screen of the Intellectual Brain in the Starship?

The captain was stunned. He saw his face and said with a ferocious expression: "Send a team to destroy the holographic projector." Then he turned and walked to the console, without hesitation, he sent a level three threat warning to the Alliance headquarters.

[Request for protective obstruction and humanitarian destruction of the planet. 】

The captain was shocked.

-Oops!

The other party not only intercepted the alarm sent by himself! He even invaded the inner brain of the starship to obtain real-time monitoring pictures!

How can it be? !

Ge Xiu aroused a silent smile.

The steel instrument placed in a receiving shape in front of the eyes flashed with dim light under the azure blue screen of the brain, and the thin metal sheet extended from it constituted a simple but practical information interception instrument.

The No. 0 function that Lou Lai spends a lot of money to build can take over the enemy’s intelligent system, but it also has great limitations. It can only be effective when it is kept close enough for a long enough time. Therefore, there are countless numbers all over the planet. The projector covered their whereabouts well and protected them from being discovered.

He slowly turned on the remote audio playback device on the brain:

"—Now, they not only prevent us from knowing the truth, they even deprive us of the right to survive."

Ge Xiu's side face was reflected in a glowing light blue, dark eyes, extremely destructive joy and excitement were hunting and burning, with the untamable evil spirit that seemed to be able to destroy everything, his slightly hoarse voice was faithfully amplified , Transmitted to every corner of the planet in the breath:

"In order to keep the secret, even want us to die."

With the fall of the voice, the virtual picture woven by the data changes instantly.

The position of the Alliance warship was clearly marked on the image, and then all the silver spheres that had not yet been wiped out were faithfully projected in front of everyone.

The voice floating in the air is gentle and soft, like a devil whispering cursively in the ear, the very seductive sentence is spit out in an intimate tone, full of irresistible bewitching and provocative:

"It's time for them to taste the same."

The captain was agitated, sweating from his back, almost drenching his clothes. He turned and yelled at the men next to him, with an unspeakable panic in his tight voice: "Start the ship! Leave the present one." Coordinates! Hurry up!"

The cabin suddenly fell into a turmoil.

"Ship, Captain! What about the others who have not returned yet!"

The captain's face flushed red, and a few green veins burst out on his forehead: "Wait until the new landing site to notify them!"

Outside the starship, all the small **** have completed their missions. The virtual projections all over the planet have been recovered at the same time. The images composed of data disappeared instantly, revealing the barren scene covered under it, and the stagnant blue gray. The atmosphere didn't seem to fluctuate at all, and the mountains covered by garbage were undulating, dirty and quiet, as if they were not the slightest difference from before.

But the captain was far from calm.

What he was driving was not a combat starship, and even if it was, it could not resist the hostility and attacks of all the inhabitants of the entire planet. The best way now is to leave the current coordinates, avoid head-on conflict, and wait for the support of the Federation.

His nerves were extremely tense, and he roared:

"Why haven't you taken off yet?"

The crew's panicked and horrified voice came from behind him: "Captain! Ship, the ship can't start!"