How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 561

Inside a tall tower building, Stephen's limbs were tied to a thick metal plate and he lay on his back facing the sky. A beam of light shone on Stephen from top to bottom.

The moisture on his body was evaporating, his eyes were already blinded by the light, and his skin was tingling from the light, as if thousands of hair-like needles were pricking his skin.

The so-called burning torture is like this, allowing the criminal to be sunburned to death by the star light, but Stephen's is even more terrifying. In the past burning torture, a concentrating mirror will be placed above the criminal. Although it is painful, the criminal will die within a day. Stephen was different. He was irradiated with artificial light, which was weaker than the light of a star, but it lasted for a long time, at least three days before he died.

At a certain moment, Stephen spoke with a hoarse voice.

You came.

How do you know it was me?

It was Myron who came, and he walked to the metal plate where Stephen lay on his back and squatted down.

I can still hear you, and I remember your footsteps very clearly.

Even in the current situation, Stephen still squeezed out a smile, wanting to show Myron that he is still optimistic, but this kind of smile highlights his misery even more.

Have you ever regretted it? Myron asked.

And you?

We are the same kind of people. Myron replied with a smile. They are all elites among the Carters, and they can guess the other party's thoughts in a few words.

Thanks to what you did, I set foot on the land of Soli again. Myron said.

How does it feel to be home?

Being asked such a question, Myron couldn't help showing a melancholy look on his face.

It's very nostalgic, and it's also very strange. It's strange to say that I've only been away eleven revolutions.

Our ancestors also came from the sea. After landing on land, they are no longer aquatic creatures. You shouldn't come back. Stephen said.

When he said this, Stephen clearly showed disappointment.

My role is no longer important. The space construction project can be handed over to those people to complete independently. Then, Myron took out a cylindrical wine bottle and sighed as he watched Stephen, who was being burned, I brought wine, but unfortunately you can't drink it now.

It can be sprinkled on my grave. Stephen said.

so be it.

Noticing the reminder from the person behind him, Myron ended his words.

Of course, it was impossible for Myron to sneak into the heavily guarded Burning Tower. He came in via the regular route, and now, the visiting time was over, so he had to leave.

When he got up to leave, Stephen suddenly asked a question.

We... can we win in the end?

...who knows? Do your best, do your best.

Myron couldn't answer this question, because both of them knew the answer to the question very well.

A few days after that visit, Myron was called to a state meeting where he heard a matter about him.

Considering the impact of space work on the mental health of the Carters, the meeting unanimously decided to ask Mr. Myron to carry out remote command construction on Soli. What do you think?

I have no objection, it's good. Myron replied frankly.

After the meeting, Myron met with a beautiful female Carter, who smiled politely and motioned Myron to follow her.

Come with me, and I'll take you to work.

The two boarded the car, and the car drove onto the road, gradually increasing its speed, and then entered a downhill, driving from the ground to the ground.

After driving in the tunnel for about four hours, the car stopped. They got off at a place similar to a train station, and the person who took over drove the car to park. The beautiful female Carter continued to act as a guide.

What is this place? Carter couldn't help asking, looking at the claustrophobic environment around him.

Dungeon No. 638 is 1,000 metric units away from the ground. Even if it is a meteorite thrown from orbit, as long as it is not a super-giant tonnage, it is more than enough to defend.

How can we guarantee that the amoeba will not use super-giant meteorites for orbital bombing?

Myron continued to ask with a worried face.

Mr. Myron, don't worry, the depth of the dungeon is not the same, there are even deeper dungeons, and the super giant meteorite I am talking about is the kind of meteorite that can smash a continent below the sea level, transporting such a ton With meteorites coming, we can find them early and transfer the people to deeper dungeons.

The guide explained while leading Myron to a room. She swiped the door lock with a card she was carrying, and the door lock opened automatically.

this way please.

Here we are, this is where you work. The guide said.

Myron looked at the environment in the room, and all he saw were some electronic devices that he could understand but didn't know how to operate.

This thing is different from ours. Myron picked up a headset and looked at it while saying.

This is our latest radio device, with multiple functions and a running memory of up to 20 G. You can even perform some simple physical model calculations.

The guide smiled and explained these electronic devices to Myron. These high-tech devices are the crystallization of the wisdom of all Carter people. Under the catalysis of crisis awareness, every country is working together, and they share their scientific experiments with each other. When the data is summed up, the current results can be achieved in a short period of time.

20 G?!

Myron was amazed. The running memory of the computer at the space construction project was only a dozen M, but this one actually has 20 G. This is a qualitative change in the computer.

You should send this thing to the space engineering side. They are building a space battleship. Adding such good things to the space battleship will make the operation of the battleship easier to use. Myron said.

You are using a sample machine now, and some minor problems still need to be tested. After it is perfected, we will telex the blueprint of the computer to the space construction project as soon as possible. The guide explained with a smile.

That's good.

After the commander-in-chief, Myron, was settled, the guide went to a special room to report to his superior.

Do you see anything wrong?

No, his reaction is normal. The guide replied.

The high-level Carters on the other end of the communication spoke quietly.

Highly centralized power is prone to chaos. Stephen is this precedent. Myron is likely to be next, but it's just not enough time. The monitoring of Myron must be strengthened. The instructions he gave to the space construction project, you also We must focus on monitoring and not slack off.”

yes!

The guide gave a solemn military salute.