Brilliant Time [Interstellar]

At first, An Qiluo and his party remained calm.After all, the mercenaries have experienced many dangerous scenes. When encountering a passage blocked or a cruise ship hijacked by a non-human creature, they will not panic like ordinary people.

They also initially tried to regain control of the hull, transmit information to the outside world, and if there was still time, they were also prepared to rescue the poor captain who was like a matchmaker.

The central control room is occupied by it, but in fact, for cruise ships that widely use intelligent control systems, the system of the spacecraft does not necessarily need a central control room—if the mental power is strong enough to penetrate into the main control intelligence of the hull With a brain, all you need is a data access port to do this.

And among them happened to be such technicians.

However, the next development was really unexpected. When the team member manipulated his mental power to carefully infiltrate into the central brain of the fleet, and was about to successfully contact him, he suddenly encountered huge mental pressure.

That feeling is like facing a huge wasteland monster, and I have become an ant, who can easily be reduced to dust before the giant beast's gestures.

When the person next to him realized something was wrong and forcibly cut off the spiritual connection between the two with external force, the team member passed out with blood spurting from his mouth and nose before he even had time to say a word.

At the same time, the half-human, half-fish creature on the surveillance screen seemed to notice something.It raised its head and looked around, showing a ferocious mocking expression at everyone in the camera.At the same time, its claws seemingly inadvertently scratched across the ground, and the cabin made of high-density metal was like soft shavings, leaving deep scratches on it.

Knowing that it was impossible to see him, An Qiluo saw a very obvious threat in that gaze, so he almost couldn't help taking a step back.

If the evolutionary genes of the Lycente family really came from 'it', considering His Majesty's super high spiritual threshold, then it's not surprising that it has some kind of mental power far beyond ordinary people.

As long as it wanted to, it could use mental power to control the cruise ship's security system to open the gravity lock that blocked the passage.Or just relying on the sharpness of its claws, it is only a matter of time before it can break a passage enough for it to pass through.Of course, if this kind of thing really happened, it would definitely not be a good thing for the mercenaries.The space in this cruiser with ordinary carrying specifications is far from meeting the needs of ordinary mechs, and in a relatively small and cramped environment, its innate physiological functions and predatory nature make it occupy a large part in melee combat. advantage.

Fortunately, it obviously doesn't show much interest in these people now, Angelo realizes that it is even actively avoiding conflicts with itself, of course, this cannot rule out that it regards these people as a general existence of food reserves, In order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, I don't mind the private actions of the food.

A somewhat absurd guess quietly crept up from the bottom of my heart.An Qiluo even felt that the reason why they were able to easily catch the mermaid at that time seemed to be due to the other party's deliberate factors.And now, with the help of outsiders like Angelo, this strange creature successfully passed through the wormholes and space faults that blocked the ancient earth and alien galaxies, and came to the human world.

The attitude it showed in the face of all this seemed to have been premeditated.

Angelo couldn't figure out what it was going to do, but all the actions of the monster in front of him seemed to have a very clear purpose and purpose.

The cruise ship turned off all navigation information, like a dark ghost in the vast space.

After trying to control the hull control system failed, An Qiluo and his party couldn't even activate the emergency passage to get out of the hull.Their mechs don't have spaceflight capabilities, even if they manage to break through the cabin, they won't last long in the vast sky.

Without an accurate source of information, An Qiluo can only roughly judge that they are departing from their original orbit to the main star of the empire and flying to a more distant and remote galaxy.He can only use every method he can think of in the past few days to convey as much useful information as possible.

In the past few days, the appearance of the half-man, half-fish monster has changed again.Its size has shrunk a lot, and its muscles have become tighter because of this. The tentacles on its head have become smaller and denser, completely covering the hard armor on its head.

This allowed it to finally tuck itself into the clothing it had ripped off from the researcher as it wished, with the tentacles completely hidden under the hat.If one ignores the abnormality of its fingers, the exposed fine scales on the neck, and the vertical pupils in the eyes, his upper body looks like a normal human being.Probably because it is not used to walking on two legs. Its fishtail is still there, but there is a tendency to change it again.

Of course, its facial features are completely different from Henry's original appearance-it seems to have referred to human aesthetics from the information of the ship's brain brain, and that face is almost comparable to any interstellar star.

If it continues to develop at this speed, it won't take long before it can perfectly blend into the human world without being discovered at all.

Angelo would not naively think that its purpose is to perfectly integrate into the imperial society, and then coexist peacefully with humans.It is a natural predator, wearing human skin is more like a better camouflage.Thinking of the process of "it" turning Henry into the same kind inexplicably, and the fierce fighting power it displayed, Angelo couldn't imagine what the consequences would be after it entered the crowd.

Angelo was obviously not the only one who thought of this. Although the mercenaries always carry a certain amount of nutrients and drinking water with them out of the habit of performing missions, they have no worries about food for the time being. With the helpless situation in front of them, everyone's mood was a little low.

While encouraging his companions, An Qiluo racked his brains to figure out how to deal with it. The best way is naturally to pass accurate information to the outside world and use the empire's space battleships to deal with it.

But this is obviously impossible at the moment. First, the shielding system of the cruise ship itself is very superior. Under the control of its powerful spiritual power, there is almost no way to pass the news. Second, it is not safe to use space-level weapons. It is impossible for a small person to move his mouth to achieve it, which requires countless detailed materials and evidence.

Angelo made many speculations, and even considered how to die together.If the mechs were used recklessly, just destroying the gravity lock and the space isolation layer of the cruiser, and trying to destroy the hull recklessly, it might still be possible.

They are still in space now, and so far, no known creature can survive in the environment of vacuum anoxic and various cosmic rays, and I hope the monster is the same.

He planned all this quietly, and just when Angelo was about to put all his eggs in one basket, a communication device that had been silent for a long time suddenly made a hissing noise, and after a few seconds, it automatically entered the connection state.

Angelo was slightly taken aback. It was a communication device made by a friend of his who always liked to think wildly. In the state where the information network technology of the empire is already very developed, this thing usually does not seem to be of much use, and this device is indeed Very simple and ugly.Angelo just used it to send a message to the outside world with the attitude of giving it a try.

In a situation where many means of communication are of no avail, this voice is simply exciting.Even if they can't be rescued because of this, at least the information about 'it' can be passed on to prevent people from being ignorant of the imminent disaster.

Angelo was extremely grateful for accepting this somewhat obtrusive gift.His hands almost trembled when he picked up the communicator.

"Yade..."

"Angelo?"

Adrian was not at the end of the old-fashioned communicator. The other party was calm and calm, and interrupted An Qiluo very simply.

"Report your casualties, current situation."

This voice sounded a little familiar, and I felt like I had heard it there before.Angelo was slightly taken aback, but he quickly searched around in Adrian's current social circle, but he really couldn't figure out who it was.An Qiluo only had less than a second to think about this problem, and now the opportunity is too precious to be wasted, and he doesn't know if the communicator that was finally connected will suddenly fail.

Using the shortest language and the least amount of time, he succinctly explained the general situation.

"...Wait a minute, I found your exact location."

The opponent's mobility was very strong. An Qiluo's personal brain, which had been silent for many days, flickered slightly, and was forced to activate by a certain signal. Soon, radiant lightning condensed in midair, forming a phantom, and flickered. After two clicks, it barely stabilized.

"……His Majesty?"

Although the current situation is still very dangerous, and it is far from the time to celebrate, An Qiluo still couldn't hide his shock.

"...Fortunately, it's not too far away from the film. The nearest Space Fortress can provide fire support in 10 minutes. Now you need..." The phantom of His Majesty quickly looked around, seeing the closed passages and The mercenaries who didn't seem to be operating in front of them relaxed a little, but the next moment he suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly: "What is that?"

What he looked at was the monitor screen in the central control room, which had been turned on these days.

The monster that is getting closer to humans in the picture didn't notice something. It bounced up from the seat, stretched its body tightly, and spread out its tentacles disguised as hair, gently shaking with a subtle frequency. Trembling.

Where the clothes can't cover it, the scales on its skin change into a bright, almost dazzling color at a speed visible to the naked eye. The vertical pupils in its eyes are as thin as a line, and it turns its head to look around.

Gary's eyes were slightly surprised, but it disappeared quickly, and he quickly ordered: "Connect your intelligence brain to the ship's intelligence brain, quickly!"

"Your Majesty?" An Qiluo was puzzled, but his blind trust in someone made him do it without hesitation. "But it's dangerous, you now?"

"It found me." Gary's subtle feeling when he saw the monster is hard to describe in words, and it is really impossible to explain clearly in a few words. As for how 'it' found itself, this It is probably related to the mental fluctuations he is now using to forcibly open the information connection.

And as if to prove his words, the Gravity Lock, which had been on red alert all along, beeped, and the signal light turned from red to green, and it was about to turn on slowly.