Star Empire

Little lights flashed in the dark nothingness. Although in possible directions, the fleet has prepared obstacles and suppression facilities that can suppress broadcasts as much as possible, but for the endless void, the practicality of these measures may not be more than pure comfort...

Now... relying only on the fleet, huddled in the cold structure and the illusory field of order, it is difficult to continue to survive - I still cannot completely escape from the world of order and survive forever. As long as I sail in the void for too long, even if the readings are not abnormal at all, Inherent trends such as nihilization and low realism are bound to exist...

In the fleet, the continuous expansion of the scale to the imbalance of luck and disordered statistical modules is the best proof of this.

In older times, occasionally, the confirmed rules of the order field will fade and disappear, leading to a series of weird and fragmented problems and a large number of equipment disorders. The living beings living in it will encounter all kinds of weird phenomena that are difficult to understand or even abnormal - huge breakthroughs, fractures of the bottom line, sudden structural reversals of souls and ideas, and even various dangerous elements that may cause death. , will become harmless, but conversely, daily life and inspections will cause death...

I am too small, too small to describe. Technology that is enough to connect thousands of worlds may not be able to withstand the aftermath of a splash in the void despite all its efforts.

Once...if possible, countless races had hoped that the most advanced being in this fleet could completely transform the entire fleet, take a part of it with him, and then drive into the depths of the void and sail for endless and distant time.

But reality does not allow this. Before making any decision, every factor needs to be carefully considered.

If these wreckage slowing down the fleet's progress are abandoned, the resonance and connection between order bodies from different quadrants and different zones will be cut off. The remaining parts of the fleet may be able to speed up for a while, but even if the abandoned part does not become Those channels and links through which weird power spreads, their "complementing" power will also disappear. After losing them, sailing in the void without stopping, the possibility of being devoured will greatly increase...

Creating the world and creating your own home has become a necessary and dangerous action that must be carried out - compared to the world barrier, the controllable order field can at least try to hide at a higher level, and the world console has the ability to control the world structure. Limited, many technologies cannot be presented by models that can be presented in a limited world.

More than 90% of the stars in this moving "starry sky" are about to collapse. The bright light spots are full of loopholes and defects. Life is about to reach its end. Smooth expansion and reproduction are no longer possible. We can only use armor, armor and flesh and blood. Forming a barrier, relying on the flimsy self-consistent rationality to try hard to prevent the penetration of destruction...

The starry sky here... is different from the memory - the stars here, the world here, the universe here, they all seem to be spheres, formed by different dimensions, different dimensional ranks, and different curves and closures of time and space...

Ah, memory, memory exists, memory exists. This kind of world model also has some similarities that can be found in its own survival... But, I'm afraid it's just a little vague similarity between the model and the rules. It's just a place... At least, this kind of starry sky does not seem to correspond to the memory of any type of insect-type life or native life in the fleet...

The illusion here may be very different. It is difficult to determine whether it contains opportunity or destruction...

In the spreading starry sky, the once mixed signals gradually dispersed, and countless units turned into a shadow like a breeze...

They have been forcibly hanging on to life, soul, vitality and existence for too long.

"The starry sky here... the creation structure here is so special... the stars present some kind of network-like structure gathered in dense intervals, and the blank space outside the intervals is quite huge..."

"Carry out basic coordination and environmental adaptation of the information environment to a certain extent..."

"Carry out vulnerability screening and inventory of information structures... The damaged soul enters a frozen state, and the flow of information is handed over to the host matrix and will collection..."

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The "big net" was quickly filled with all kinds of life.

It has been too long. Although it is still unclear what era in the void... However, based on the accumulation of the entire fleet over a long period of time, one fact can be confirmed: after conducting basic contactable and interactive information covariation... from The sensory time flow rate and the total amount of time evolution between different intervals and differences in the void seem to be consistent.

It was as if the order in the void was entirely covered by an invisible net.

needs time.

Equipment needs to be updated, technology needs to be repaired, and history needs to be recalled. The stars from outside the endless void need to repair their wounds, and the will of the nest core needs to create new people to maintain themselves while maintaining the race. Part of the stars were shrouded in metaphysical fog. Under constant extraction, the starry sky spanning hundreds of millions of light years was drained, just like a bright giant painting that first lost its color, then its brightness, and finally disappear completely...

Many technologies and equipment have been lost, and I wonder if they will ever be recovered.

Life and the way of survival have also undergone unimaginable changes.

Once upon a time... a transportation network could instantly locate the body and will to any corner of the universe. It could allow a huge information complex like a galaxy group to travel to many worlds in an instant. It could distort time and history, and create things while being permanent. Certain perpetual motion devices with special properties, maintenance devices that can permanently reduce chaos, and the ability to treat the laws of the universe as lines in the sand. Based on a console that is not much larger than a tentacle, it can control the entire universe. A world terminal controlled precisely by laws...

Most of them have now become some means of information exchange, some kind of pure and single retention of ideas and thoughts, and even stories told when comforting "children", just like some ancient legends that have been almost forgotten. middle……

Countless races were knocked back to the surface from their god-like life and "heavenly"-like environment.

The fluctuations in technology have a huge impact. In other words, civilization should be affected by one thing. After any clear change, the rest of the elements will undergo corresponding changes in the following time. Until the whole of them can operate stably again.

There are too many people and things that cannot accept change, or refuse to make changes, and evaporate into the void.

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border.

A cold and abrupt solid planet floats quietly in space.

Around the planet, there are densely packed battle fortresses of various types. In space several or even dozens of astronomical units away from the planet, several planets were slowly rotating in space, shining little flashes of light at the equator onto the ferocious appearance of the black star.

These are most of the few weapons in the fleet that can cause strong law-level attack intensity.

The sound of cold footsteps and the sharp sound of metal colliding with each other echoed deep in the deep, narrow, and narrow corridor. The cold and dim light was not enough to dispel the darkness in the entire corridor.

Several shadows are continuing to move along the corridor. They need to go to the deepest part of the entire planet's prison, where the entire fleet, the most dangerous "existence" accumulated over tens of billions of years, is imprisoned. A transfer station in front of an elevator.

Accompanied by the slight sound of a series of certifications being passed, the thick and exaggeratedly armored door slowly opened, and several silent figures walked into the fully enclosed suspended car. The door closed silently, and the car continued to drive deeper into the ground according to the flashing of the mathematical identification beacon, like food slowly sliding into the stomach after being swallowed by a giant beast.

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"It has been confirmed that the narrative and implicit traces with possible memetic contamination have been further expanded, and now extend to the "dome". All of the first quarantine areas have been completely engraved with such symbols, and it currently seems that they may soon The "scope" will be expanded to the second isolation area."

After reviewing the second half of the "surveillance video" and "synchronized perception records" that were full of mixed traces and inexplicable symbols, the golden pupils of the "person" wearing alloy light armor in the small team were slightly There was a flash.

It’s hard to imagine that the countless layers of protective measures embedded in the monitors here, between myself and all the surrounding ones, are not to isolate pollution, but to prevent myself from falling into a coma after just one glance at them. The pollution cannot be isolated. This This is a fact that has been gradually recognized many years ago.

"YSNOO, check the completeness of the equipment group. Dad Mokluo, I probably need to trouble you to "summarize" this time."

Along with the fluctuations of will coming from under the alloy light armor, a ball of blue light suspended next to the light armor's mask left in response. Beside him, the body was huge, and its carapace was covered with strange lights and lights. The eyes of the rune's "worm" became brighter.

"They" are heavily sealed in the cage at the core, and outside the cage, a spherical shell made of several layers of intelligent blocking alloy and space solidification force field tightly wraps the central "core".

The "core" was originally the cabin of the spaceship that had been shrunk in the corner since their arrival. No one could kill them, and no one had the means to discard them. He himself could not even blow up the spacecraft - the entire fleet could only I can let them stay until now.

"...The matching has been completed, but the story is still repeated, with garbled characters and meaningless fields increasing. In 50 million retellings, the "story" can only be spelled out once." After a while, the huge insect rubbed it slightly The carapace, and around the carapace, are floating many light screens and space-shaped light spots of different shapes. The tentacles extending from under the carapace are closing these carriers of information that have been filtered countless times one by one.

"Story..." As he pondered, the words that once made him tremble and made almost all the beings in the entire fleet study sleeplessly for thousands of years, which were pieced together from dozens of ideographic systems but had surprisingly consistent meanings, came to mind again. Off the top of my head…

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Everything will not stop, and the obsessions of the past must be liquidated. No matter what, that is who we were, and that is our current will.

In the void, His cage is vast.

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Recalling the memories and emotions contained in part of the soul of the former leader of civilization that remained in his body when he was born, the thin body wrapped in light armor suddenly trembled.

Once upon a time, a virtual and real giant pillar that could pierce the barrier of the world completely distorted and tampered with the order structure. The powerful fleet that once spanned millions of starry skies shattered and dissipated under the strange light and shadow of the giant pillar, like a waking dream. .

However, in such an environment, almost no one thinks that is unreasonable.

Just a few sharp swords completely obliterated almost all reality in the entire home, and the final afterimage may reflect swords that look like stars.

The home was gone before it was scorched. There were no mysterious and strange changes in light and shadow, no bright explosions, artillery fire across the starry sky, and a decisive battle between the huge fleet. Everything disappeared as a matter of course...

There was a tightening and tingling sensation in my wrist.

"The instability of your mind has almost reached the warning level." When his consciousness quietly recovered, this little man noticed the tentacle wrapped around his wrist that was releasing golden light.

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"Dad, tell me...can we survive..."

"I don't know, kid, I can't answer." A purple light pattern slowly appeared from the void and surrounded the two figures.

"All I can say is, hope lives on."

"But not every story has a good outcome in the end."