Plural Apostles

And during the few days when Fu Hua was given follow-up treatment for psychological problems, St. Freya Academy was already fried.

The trump card of the Far Eastern branch, the most powerful combat weapon against the large Honkai beasts—the Hyperion has disappeared!

Ji Zi led people to search around, and Teresa's hair was already grey, oh no, her hair was all grey, but no matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find it. One night, it suddenly disappeared in the docked airport, and the staff of the Hyperion also appeared on the ground inexplicably...

Simple and rude but super mysterious disappearance, no matter how much you probe, you can't find the slightest trace.

As simple as it sounds, gone, nothing.

When St. Freya Academy was frying, the Hyperion was located in the Imperial Space Station on the edge of the solar system. The Hyperion hovering in the airport looked very miserable, and a large number of small aircraft surrounded the Hyperion. , cutting off the outer shell of the Hyperion with the cutting beam continuously, and at the same time going in and out, dismantling the parts from the Hyperion one by one.

"Engineering needs efficiency! Efficiency is life! Everyone, move faster!"

Inside the Hyperion, a goblin shouted a few times, and then said to several experts of various races behind him: "Please, please see if there is anything that needs to be dismantled..."

"It can't be dismantled! The shell is about to be dismantled! It can't be dismantled! Who are you? Hurry up and stop!!"

A girl screamed and jumped up and down on the boat.

Chapter 380 Seven Are All Garbage (3/20)

"Stop it quickly!!"

Ai-chan let out a piteous and angry cry, and she bravely rushed towards a few strange people, but passed through their bodies without affecting them in any way.

These guys are too scary. The Hyperion was brought here suddenly. Before he could react, the entire spaceship was paralyzed, all weapons were cut off, and all energy tracks were cut off.

This group of weird guys directly removed the door of the spaceship, and they walked in and said all kinds of scary things.

"This shell...is too bad, too bad! It can't even bear the speed of light, remove it!"

"There are too few internal functions! The transformation of thinking information is not enough! Change!"

"Oh my God! I really can't believe it, why did His Excellency the Lord God Apostle let us modify this spaceship? From a functional point of view, this spaceship can't even fly out of the planet?!"

"Oh, is this firepower used for mining? I feel that mining is difficult to use. Dismantle it and melt it down. This is an insult to the main gun."

This group of guys broke down the door of the control room and walked in. Ai-chan tried hard to negotiate... and got the following results.

"This AI feels pretty good, and the personality is well shaped."

"But the computing power is still too weak to control most of the spacecraft's functions. I have never seen such a weak artificial AI."

"It actually needs a host to reveal, this is a fatal flaw."

Ai-chan tried her best to attack this group of people, and then she found that she had changed from a real existence to an illusory projection, and the functions of the host seemed to be restricted a lot!

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Various experts and apprentices from the Boli Consortium walked around the spaceship while observing the spaceship. As a large consortium spanning ten thousand realms, it is impossible for the Boli Consortium to have goblins. Goblins are in charge of business. And there are all kinds of elites in the consortium, bodyguards, miners... Among them, there are also spaceship construction experts.

In the eyes of this group of experts, this spaceship...to say it is a spaceship is simply an insult to the spaceship!

"Look at this material... It's not beautiful, it's not comfortable, it's not suitable for use, what kind of alloy is this outdated civilization? It's useless!" An expert knocked on the wall of the corridor with a hammer, and when the hammer went down, there was a depression, "Remove it for me. Lose!"

"It can't be dismantled!"

"This control method is so backward that it still requires a large number of people to operate manually?" An expert learned about the control of the Hyperion and patted the console angrily, "Replace! Replace! This control system is so backward Eye!"

"I can't change it!"

An expert checked the important reactor: "Honkai energy? What kind of messy energy is this? The utilization rate is so low, but the erosiveness is so much higher than the utilization rate! Whose fool uses this reactor ? Has your brain burned out? Change it! What kind of energy can compare to secondary source energy!"

"No ah ah ah!"

"My God, the usable space here is so narrow? What about the living area? What about the training area? What about the self-repairing machinery? What about the internal recyclable ecological environment?!"

After a few laps around the spacecraft, a group of experts of various races returned to the control room for a meeting, and finally came to the following conclusions.

"This ship..." The almost human-like expert blushed, and finally failed to convince himself, "This broken ship cannot be called a spaceship at all! Slow speed, weak firepower, weak defense, and single function... I don't know Can't convince myself it's a spaceship!"

Another expert nodded: "That's right, according to the standards of the main god's apostle civil servants, this... broken ship must be completely replaced from the beginning to the end. It's better to build a new one."

"But what Your Excellency the Lord Apostle is asking for is transformation..." The expert on the other side frowned tightly, "How to transform this broken ship? It's as inexplicable as transforming a gun into a carbon-based life."

"Ahem, gentlemen, please listen to me..." The goblin rubbed his hands together with a smile, and said, "I think the meaning of Your Excellency the Apostle of the Lord God is very clear. This broken ship is useless, but that AI is barely usable. I I feel that the transformation mentioned by His Excellency the Apostle of the Lord God should be to retain the AI, the external image and some things, and at the same time, transform all other parts to the standard of the official ship of the Apostle of the Lord God.”

"do you mean this?"

"It should mean that, after all, this is a ship of garbage."

"After all, intelligent life has the feeling of nostalgia. The things that are worthy of nostalgia on this spaceship... the sundries that have nothing to do with the spaceship, the ai, and the shape, although they are all rubbish, but the things that endowed them with feelings are separated. Objectively speaking, we only need to keep those things, and the other garbage should be disposed of.”

"It makes sense."

After a brief discussion, the goblin said, "I'm going to apply to the Empire for enough materials to build a brand new spaceship!"

"Well, let the people who are demolishing outside stop. After taking the important things out, the spaceship will melt down directly."

"It's true."

Desperate Ai-chan jumped up again: "Don't! You can't melt..."

However, AI has no human rights. A group of high-end staff from the Boli Consortium immediately poured into the Hyperion, bringing Aijiang and plugging in the main unit with a temporary power supply, as well as various wines, beds and a lot of messy things Ripped from the Hyperion.

Afterwards, under Ai-chan’s desperate eyes, the Hyperion was dragged by several aircraft and pulled out of the space station, where it was melted directly in space. The Hyperion was burning like a fireball in space, and its size was crazy. Shrinking, under the crush of simple and rude technology, there is no need to worry about whether such a rough move will cause an explosion or something...

The flames came and went quickly, and when the flames disappeared, the Hyperion also disappeared, leaving only a piece of dregs.