My players are so fierce

Chapter 906 905. Cadman City, your savior is here

"Okay, okay! I finally caught up."

In the R-9 base, after seeing the black winter wolf Eris appear at the critical moment through the time perspective of the Endless, and stopping the crazy silver wolf with a fierce attitude, Murphy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was really beyond his expectation that the situation in the Crimean Fortress had deteriorated to this level in just a few hours, but fortunately, Old Sutou had made arrangements in advance and finally survived until his death after a series of misfortunes. Son appears.

The life of the God of the North Wind, which was in danger, was saved. Eris could probably hold off the silver wolf until the evil sword on Su's head and chest was pulled out and he could heal himself.

No matter how bad the situation is, as long as Old Su Tou becomes the God of the North Wind again and launches an attack, all problems can be solved.

"Mannis, and Tritan are blocking the other side of the astral rift. I suspect that Silver Wolf may escape after realizing that the situation is not good."

Murphy reminded his collaborators:

"Don't let her escape back to the star realm. She is destined to die in the material world and it will be the perfect ending to this series of 'Wolf Grudges'."

"Do you even need to say this?"

The Endless One laughed like a weasel who stole a chicken. He hissed and said:

"I've already called Pad to come and join us for the grand event. When the time comes for the three of us to go to this block, even if the silver wolf is extremely capable, he won't even be able to escape. However, I had a deal with that astromancer under your command before. That one is called Bo. Your guy has been plotting to seize the astrological power of the Wolf Constellation. He is really a daring villain.

It wants to bind the star symbolized by the silver wolf as its natal star, in order to seize the mysterious power of the star world.

Now is the best opportunity. Let Bol be prepared. After the silver wolf dies and her astrology shifts, it will be a good time to act. "

"Well, is there any other way to say this?"

Murphy asked with a little curiosity:

"Is this astrology very powerful?"

"I can't say it's powerful, but it's very mysterious. We, the demigods of the star world, have an obscure connection with the body of the star world, but even we ourselves are not particularly clear about this connection. However, those talented astrologers in the material world can. Summarize some context from stargazing day after day.”

The Endless One explained:

"This astrological power is not used for fighting. It is more of a collection of knowledge about the star sea, so it has little meaning to you. If it falls into the hands of Boll, it can deepen its understanding of the star world a lot. That's right. It helps that guy travel between the stars and discover the heritage of this broken world.

I made an agreement with it that no matter what it finds in the end, I will take a third of it.

This is a rare good deal.

By the way, there is a big movement of gods coming to the world here, so it’s not good for you to still sit on Mount Taishan over there, right? Why don't you come back and get an honorable kill? Don't you love collecting these glorious achievements? "

"I'd love to go there, Mannis. Believe me, I really want to. Opportunities like witnessing a god's family conflicts and personally participating in them are rare."

Murphy glanced at the countdown on his mechanical pocket watch, which showed only twenty minutes left. He sighed and said:

"But the 100,000 people in Cadman City are still counting on me. Besides, the Crimean Fortress was turned into powder by Old Su's flying giant. I must break through the extreme winter snowfield before the jackals or ratmen." A new fortress was built there before.

Cadman City, which has returned from the Star Boundary, will continue to guard the road to Kafhokar in place of the Crimean Fortress, and the return of our city also means that the strong claim to Kafhokar is once again strengthened.

Well.

I hope that Her Majesty the Wolf Lady will understand the situation a little better after the war and stop trying to bargain with me on this bottom line issue. "

"Emmmm"

The Endless One made a strange nasal sound, and after a few seconds, it complained:

"If I hadn't been personally involved in the whole process and knew that you didn't play a hateful role in this matter, I would probably think that everything that happened in the Crimean Fortress was driven by you secretly because of your words.

You bad guy, you are so lucky.

Okay, don't waste your time, hurry up and complete your rescue.

My good brothers and I are going to stop the silver wolf here. I said that there will be a mighty wolf head in my lair. I always keep my word when it comes to such evil things. "

The Endless One's voice deepened, and Murphy's view of the Crimean Fortress also dissipated.

He stood up from the lounge of the R-9 base, moved his shoulders, took his energy back from the distant Crimean Fortress, and focused on the matter in his hands. If everything goes well, he can still make it in time. Before the affairs of the Crimean Fortress are over, go and get some achievements or something.

From this point of view, Murphy is actually a deeply hidden achiever.

When the handsome vampire walked out of the lounge, Sister Cement, who looked tired and obviously overused her brain, was standing there, holding a piece of parchment filled with various formulas and data and handed it to him, saying:

"Master Bol and I have completed the calculation of Cadman City's new landing point. You only need to continue to interfere with Cadman City based on the directions calculated above, and you can move that city from the subspace to the star realm. Push into the predetermined position in the crack"

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Murphy glanced at the parchment handed to him. The various complex graphics and numbers on it made his brain tremble. The combined memory of two lifetimes could only allow him to barely understand one of the formulas. If he didn't remember it, If I'm wrong, this thing is called Fourier transform, right?

Well, that should be it.

"I think you may have some misunderstandings about my mathematical talent, Miss Cement. If one day I plan to give up my ideal of a sword master and switch to psychic research, then I will definitely study these with all my heart.

Unfortunately, a person's energy is always limited, and I am not a legendary genius. "

The handsome vampire put on a flawless and clear-eyed smile and said:

"Let's do this. When you stand next to me, just tell me what level of interference I should exert. This is the result of your hard work. If you are not allowed to participate in this rescue, how can I Isn’t it too uninvolving?

What about Bol?

Where is it? "

"If you don't understand, just say you don't understand. How come this mainline NPC is so good at Humphrey's speaking skills?"

Sister Cement complained in her heart, and then followed Murphy's words and replied:

"Master Bol left in a hurry. He said that the star transfer was about to begin and that he had to return to his star observation tower. He also said that he had been preparing for this ceremony for decades, and now it is the last resort."

"Well, let it go. I like such ideal and motivated subordinates."

Murphy nodded and led Sister Cement towards the fourth underground floor with his hands behind his back.

When they arrived at the rift in the subspace, the last self-inspection of the energy module of the R-9 base was successfully completed. Monica installed several complex monitoring instruments on those energy towers, and the old Feilun and Sharon next to them also Each holds an instrument for monitoring energy flow rate and frequency.

During this period of time, studying with Monica was an eye-opener for two outstanding mechanics at the magical medieval level.

Not only did they learn how to repair and use the Creator's relics from the Amnesiac Sentinel, but more importantly, they learned a new mechanical design concept. It can be said that they have achieved a real improvement in the field of "Creator Engineering".

The most important thing is that according to Monica, the Sentinel Corps had already begun to study the nature of psychic energy long before psychic energy spread in the material world. The Sentinels have a set of special processing and manipulation methods for psychic factors. It was also learned from the old flywheel.

This guy plans to invest in transforming and upgrading the calculation orb after the black disaster is over.

He firmly believes that the valuable experience he learned from Teacher Monica will definitely enable the performance of the current computing orb to achieve leapfrog growth.

As for Little Sharon, this vampire hopes to learn some knowledge and design of the Creator's construct from Monica. Probably because of the intimacy she has brought from using the robotic arm in the past two years, she hopes that with Monica's help Improve existing engineering prosthetics to provide a better experience for those in need.

Of course, the realization of these ideals is based on the premise that these people will not die in the subspace rift sealing operation that will begin in the first meeting. If there is the slightest problem in this sealing process, resulting in a subspace rift of this scale. An explosion would not be as simple as killing one or two people.

"Report the situation!"

Monica shouted to her apprentices, and little Sharon looked at the readings of the instrument in her hand and immediately replied:

"Pipeline No. 1 operates smoothly, the energy frequency is moderate, and the overload insurance operates normally."

"Everything is normal in Pipe No. 2."

Old Flywheel also stared at the readings and reported:

"Pipeline No. 3 currently looks normal, but during our previous inspection, we found that the focusing tube was damaged. Although it has been repaired, energy failure may still occur when the energy frequency is increased to the limit."

"We can find ways to repair it, but we don't have that much time. We also lack repairs of this level. In this era, there are very few standard parts left in the Eden District."

Monica sighed, and she ordered Old Flywheel to add a few more physical partitions to Pipe No. 3 to ensure safety, and then said to Murphy, who was already prepared:

"You are ready to start, Sir Administrator. According to my calculations, the success rate of this operation is at least about 65%."

"Well, I would be more at ease if you didn't tell me the specific number."

Murphy complained:

"It's not 99.95% really hard to stretch, you know?"

"I can understand that the more critical an organic life is, the more likely it is to engage in this boring behavior of blindly pursuing probability."

Monica blinked her eyes that were no different from those of a living person and said:

"But in fact, when you really decide to do something, the probability is just a string of numbers that you don't need to pay attention to. My remaining memory records many times of successfully completing the task with a completion probability of less than 20%. There are also records Those environments that are 100% safe have encountered uncontrollable accidents and failed.

Therefore, I will adopt the Sentinel Legion general comfort strategy.

I will tell you that success or failure is actually 50%. "

"You are changing the concept, but I can't discuss this with a robot."

Murphy complained, and allowed Monica to put an earbud-type anti-interference communication device around his neck, put the Necessary Evil on his waist, and took off the Sun Knife and gave it to Sister Cement for safekeeping.

There is Kulkan's aura on this thing, so it's hard to say whether it will cause any interference when sealing the subspace rift. Even though Monica said the success rate was only 65%, Murphy still planned to seek stability.

He stepped onto the suspended stone bridge shaped by the dusk cultists and walked all the way to the end. Here he looked at the subspace crack suspended in the pale light in front of him, like a purple eye, tentacles Reachable.

Murphy took a deep breath, activated the intercom hanging around his neck, and said:

"I'm ready."

"Well, please wait a moment. I'm about to adjust the energy supply of the Beta program from the base's energy cabin to bring it back into a suppressed state. During this process, you must continue to release Omega energy as the core of suppression."

Monica's somewhat distorted voice sounded in Murphy's ears, and she said:

"The most dangerous part of this process is that you need to be close to the subspace rift. I mean directly contact it. Although you have been ensuring that you will not be disturbed, let's do a test before the official operation.

Now wrap your hands in the Omega Program and reach into the rift in the warp before you. "

"Buzz"

A ball of pale light covered Murphy's right hand, and after Murphy's blood wings expanded more than three times after being promoted and looked like dragon wings, they pushed Murphy up into the air and towards the person in front of him. The suppressed warp rift stretched out its hand.

When his fingers touched the surface of the purple eyeball-shaped crack, a dazzling arc light flickered out. It was the annihilation reaction caused by the contact between Omega energy and the chaotic breath of subspace.

Murphy ignored the beating arcs of light and continued to extend his right hand expressionlessly, as if reaching into a basin of viscous water, until his hand was completely swallowed by the subspace rift.

From the mirror-like starlight crack in front of him, he couldn't see the movement of his hand on the other side at all, but Murphy felt like he was reaching into a warm furnace. He could feel his hand on the other side. fever.

That may be caused by the high-frequency annihilation reaction produced by the Omega program after contact with high-concentration subspace breath.

"There is no pain, just a fever. I am not contaminated by the subspace, and there are no phantoms, hallucinations or whispers. Everything is normal."

Murphy flapped his wings and floated in front of the huge purple crack, maintaining the posture of inserting his right hand, and said:

"Come on, Monica, let's turn this scary thing off."

"Roger! Beta program overload begins!"

Monica's voice came intermittently, which was the interference of the communicator when it was close to the subspace area.

Ordinary psychic orbs would have shut down long ago under such circumstances, which fully proves that our Creator's engineering is awesome.

As the energy capsule of the R-9 base began to enter overload mode, the pale stream of light covering the subspace rift suddenly transformed from a subtle outline into a series of surrounding suppression beams, as if an invisible force pushed them to move the subspace. The scope of the crack squeezed inward, and Murphy, as the core, could also feel the pressure.

He must constantly release Omega energy to annihilate the chaotic energy surging towards this rift. Only in this state of mutual consumption can the Beta program find opportunities to suppress and seal it.

This is equivalent to the fact that all the bombardment force that has been endured by the Beta program for thousands of years has been transferred to Murphy. It should be very uncomfortable, but the administrator did not feel any discomfort. In addition to feeling an increase in temperature in his right hand, he himself continued to feel uncomfortable. Every bit of abnormality is lacking.

This scene made Monica at the back even more convinced that the Omega program of the Administrator was definitely from the hand of the Creator, and was a valuable means specially used by the Creator to counteract and restrain the filth of the subspace.

"Mr. Murphy, in five minutes, please use your current location as the source point to interfere with the eighth quadrant on the lower left in front of you."

Sister Cement’s voice also sounded in the communicator, and she prompted:

"Cadman City is currently being pushed into the rift between the subspace and the astral plane by the Twilight Cultists. You need to be stuck at that point in time to prevent the city from being pushed into the subspace."

"But the two places should be far apart, right?"

Murphy asked:

"Can the interference I exert here really affect things thousands of miles away, or even thousands of miles away?"

"Yes, because the interpretation of the concept of 'space' in subspace is very complicated and goes against common sense. I also understand this from some observations left in the Eden Zone."

Sister Cement patiently explained:

“The space and time there are non-linear and discontinuous. In fact, according to my observations, things there are filled with a state of ‘quantum superposition’.

For example, your right hand that reaches into the subspace is at least thousands of kilometers away from your wrist at this time, and will appear randomly throughout the entire subspace as you move slightly. Therefore, with the help of the ultra-dimensional computing device of the Land of Creation, The position I calculated, combined with the interference at a specific time, is enough for the interference power you gave to intervene and disrupt the rituals of the Dusk Cultists.

After that, you only need to continuously apply this short-frequency interference to control Cadman City to move on the edge of the star boundary until it enters the predetermined landing point.

Have you ever played with remote control toys?

Hmm. Sorry, you must have never played it, but I want to say that the principles of these two things are actually the same. "

"Hey, who are you looking down on?"

Murphy complained in his heart:

"Not only have I played with remote control cars, but I even owned a cool remote control Transformers. Alas, I don't know who got the advantage of my cabinet of glue. Well, no matter who inherits my 'King's Treasure House' Please remember to delete the browser history and the 'study materials' in the F drive, leaving my innocence in another world.

Thank you so much!

When your brothers get along well here, I will definitely get you a time-travel quota! "