atlantis

Seevis stared intently at the image on the light screen, his pale green pupils were reflected in fragments of gold by the light screen.The corners of his lips twitched, and he murmured suddenly: "It seems...it's really Terrant? Terrant...how could he be in such a mess? He actually appeared on my Kold!? Shit! The Kold is just a mermaid fishing boat spaceship!"

After a short thought, Seevis immediately issued an order: "Transfer this Terrant to the main ship Kawe! Send it to the best guest room! No! Prepare my room to receive this guest from the upper world!"

"Yes, Sir!" The subordinate obeyed the order, and the light transmission was completed in an instant. After a dazzling beam of light, Morris, who fell into a coma, appeared in the main cabin of the Kawe.

Cean stood behind him humbly, looking at the long-blond-haired surpriseer. It was hard to imagine that Terrant, who was closer to Rune, would get mixed up among the mermaids! ?Still so fragile and unconscious! ?

Cean wondered: "Maybe he is Nathors? His appearance is very similar to that of the Nathors..."

"Crack!" A slap hit Cean hard on the right cheek.

"Sir!" Cean immediately lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

Seevis said coldly: "You are just a low-ranking Mayans! How dare you talk about the noble Terrant!? Rune is omnipresent and omniscient, Cean!"

"Yes! Please the great Rune, the almighty and holy Rune, forgive the humble me!" Cean clasped his hands on his shoulders again, confessing his aphasia.

"Almighty and holy Rune!" Seevis put down his hands folded on his shoulders, looked at Morris with a calm face, and the clothes that were considered to be simple, a layer of confusion quietly appeared in the bottom of his pale green eyes.

"Sir! There is another abnormal signal on the Kold!" Just as Seevis returned to the console just now, another abnormal message appeared on the light screen!

"It seems to be the Nathors of the lower world?" The subordinate pointed to Roger who was suspended in the beam of light in the image, the white light did not have any color change.

"Not even Nathors!" Seevis said contemptuously: "Should be a marginal? Strand directly!"

"Sir! His clothes are almost completely similar to that of this Terrant...Maybe there is some connection?"

"Call out detailed data!"

"Yes!"

Lines of unfamiliar text appeared on the light screen. Seevis looked at it for a moment, and then said: "Terrant will never have anything to do with fallen marginalized people!"

"Separate him from the Nagas mermaid, I don't want to tarnish my mermaid because of him." Seevis made a leeway decision, he didn't want to wait for this Terrant to wake up, because of this evil marginal, and Any possible displeasure with this Terrant from the Upper World?However, how could this Terrant wear the same clothes as the Borderlander?Could it be an accident? Terrant was attacked and injured by the fringe, which is a rare appearance among mermaids! ?

Seevis was looking for an answer to this weird situation, and it just so happened that another unusual piece of information confirmed his guess from the side!

Lance appeared in the light screen, suspended in the beam of light, and the white light did not change color at all.

"Another fringe!" Seevis snorted coldly: "Seal them with Dracos-level mermaids, don't have to strangle them first! I heard that Uiwc star needs slaves, maybe I can make another fortune?"

"Sir! How should this Nathor be dealt with?" The subordinate asked in a positive tone, pointing to Han Jing who appeared on the light screen.

"It's really a Nathors..." Looking at Han Jing suspended in the beam of light, the white light exuded a faint yellow, Seevis still said extremely contemptuously: "Since it is Nathors, send him to the rear cabin of the Kold, Tan knows How to drive him."

"Yes, Sir!"

A few words from Seevis instantly shattered SG-I, and each member will face a different fate.

"Morris, where have you been?" The warm picture, the warm sunshine dimly, the sky blue dress seems to be blowing in front of him, and the familiar back made Morris feel a little sad.

"Did you do something bad again?" Mother squatted down, holding her shoulder firmly with warm hands.Like countless dreams, her beautiful face never fades, and she always looks at herself tenderly.

Morris knew that he was dreaming, and he didn't know how long it had been. He dreamed of his mother who died young again.He saw his young self wearing a small white shirt, a camel-colored European-style vest, short blond hair, and the most innocent smile on his immature face.He stretched out his right hand, pointed at the church behind him, and said childishly, "I ran inside, Mommy! Is there a sister who seems to be confessing to the priest?"

"It's wrong to eavesdrop on what people are saying, Maurice." The mother stopped smiling and stared at herself seriously.

"I just ran in to find Aunt Gwen, and I heard that Marco is here too!? But, that sister seems very bad? She said she killed the child?"

"Really?" The mother hugged herself into a warm embrace, touched her head, and said softly, "What did she say? Morris?"

"She said she...killed the child in her belly...asked for God's forgiveness?"

"She is not a murderer in the legal sense. But a true Christian cannot kill life, even an unborn child." The mother comforted her young self, but how could she have this dream?Even in the dream, Morris still felt that there was a hard stone stuck in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of the discomfort...

"Is Mommy a real Christian then?" my younger self asked innocently.

The mother smiled and said, "Mommy is not a true Christian, but Mommy agrees with this very much. Life is precious, Morris...don't go up and hurt innocent lives at any time..."

"Innocent lives?" Morris suddenly seemed to be touched by something. For the first time, it was his own will, not an instinctive desire to touch his bulging abdomen.When his hand was about to touch, he still couldn't let go of his entanglement. Just as he hesitated, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and it suddenly turned into a gloomy black silence.One after another of the devouring beams of light kept moving and intertwining, and he actually fell from the beams of light!Was thrown heavily on the cold fish tails!

'Well!child! ? Morris subconsciously clutched his increasingly painful abdomen, panic spread from the cold world, covering it from head to toe...

'! ? Maurice sat up suddenly, woke up from the nightmare, and covered his unharmed abdomen. He sweated for a long time before realizing his actions. He was stunned again, and quickly pulled away the hands protecting his abdomen.

'Own! ? He stabilized his mind, and only then realized that he was lying in a strange room, with metal walls, and the outside of the window, and the halos of stars were flying by!

'I am not on the familiar earth! ? Maurice's heart tightened, and he finally remembered the life and death scene in front of him!

'Kathrin, Roger, Lance! '

'Han Jing...'

Morris frowned, feeling a sudden pain in his heart. From his chaotic thoughts, he remembered his teammates who were swallowed by the beam of light, and him, Han Jing...Under the countless beams of light that shocked the world, he would protect himself until death, And I thought I was dead, but still hugged him tightly...

Even at this moment, I can still clearly feel the pain of palpitations... Morris couldn't help covering his chest, and the bottom of his eyes trembled violently.

"Myself..." As if being stabbed by a sharp needle, Maurice froze for a moment, sitting there motionless.

'Can't get rid of it?Even in the moment of death... thinking of him, holding him, even this child..." Maurice slowly lowered his eyes, and slowly touched his already swollen belly.Its life is really great. It fell from such a high place, and it was still safe and sound. If it was normal, it would have died long ago...

'Mermaid! ? The brief thought was interrupted suddenly, and for a moment, Morris recalled the mermaids lying in the darkness, like animals being slaughtered, and shuddered immediately!

He immediately suppressed all his personal feelings and looked at this strange metal room.The entire room is oval, with mechanically carved uniform concave and convex lines, each line is half a meter wide, it seems to be some kind of special metal similar to magnetite, which can reflect soft white light from every angle, The whole room was unusually soft.

The furnishings in the room are quite similar to human civilization. I am half lying on a silver-gray metal bed. There are no so-called sheets, but a layer of water-like liquid substance that regulates the most comfortable temperature and temperature. angle.The body was covered with a soft quilt, which felt very similar to velvet, very light but extremely warm.

The length of the metal bed is about 2 meters, and then looking at the width, Morris can't help but wonder if the owner of this bed is similar to a human?At least highly similar?Could it be that the galaxy experimented by Atlantis also created a race with the same shape as them?And this race escaped the legendary cosmic plague and has developed to this day?

At this moment, there was a metal opening sound from the right, and a "human" with brown-green hair walked in.He was wearing a slim-fit robe and a long collared cloak. His appearance was very similar to that of a human being, except for those brown-green eyes with double pupils. There were actually two pupils in one eye.

"Dear Terrant!" Cean came to Morris, bent down, put his hands on his shoulders, and said humbly: "Welcome to the Kawe, Earl Seevis is waiting in the main cabin."

'Terrant?count? Morris frowned, listening to the unfamiliar language, but there seemed to be an invisible translator in his mind, which could understand the meaning of the other party.Could it be that they have mastered the holographic technology of Atlantis?Just like that silver-haired and golden-eyed Atlantean, using some kind of brain wave-like technology, to pass on the history of Atlantis to today's humans?

"Dear Terrant?" Seeing that there was no response from the other party, Cean once again humbly asked.

"Terrant?" Morris tried to speak, is it a respectful title for himself?What does terrant mean?With such advanced technology, why should they respect themselves?

Morris got out of bed and looked out the window secretly, but saw the vastness of the universe and the vast expanse of stars. In the distance, he could see a spaceship shrouded in a faint halo, which seemed to be traveling parallel to the Kawe he was on.

"That's the Kold, the second ship of the Kawe."

"Kold?" Looking at the shining Kold, even though it is extremely far away, its length is still more than [-] meters.As a military expert, Morris can roughly conclude that the scale of the Kold far surpasses the Sirian, the largest aircraft carrier of mankind today, not to mention the aerospace technology that has just explored space for only a few hundred years, and the largest spaceship is only a thousand years old. meters long.The Kold is the cosmic mother ship that mankind dreams of, but it is only the auxiliary ship of the Kawe! ?Then what size would the Kawe I am in be! ?

Morris was shocked. He had explored Charon many times and experienced space, but he had never been so clear and relaxed, as if he was at home, looking out the window and admiring the ever-changing stars in the universe.

"Dear Terrant, maybe this rough dress is not suitable for you noble. Earl Seevis suggested that you can change into this one?" Cean pressed a diamond-shaped button at his hand, and a beam of light fell in the void, and waited for the beam to disappear In an instant, a set of black clothes appeared.

"Please..." Cean bent down and handed the clothes to Morris in front of his hands.

Facing his politeness and humility, Morris was not quite used to it. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took it. The gentleman replied, "Thank you."

Cean was slightly taken aback, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his brown-green eyes, but he quickly suppressed the change in his heart, and when he raised his head, he still smiled humbly.

"I'll wait outside, Your Excellency." Cean saluted Morris again, folded his hands on his shoulders, and exited the room.

After the metal door is closed again, the perfect connection technology allows the oval metal room to blend together without any flaws.

Morris held the suit, which was as soft as satin and divided into two pieces.Inside is a black robe, ankle-length, very slim, which can clearly set off the raised belly.Good thing the outside is a one-shoulder gato?Gray, Morris studied it for a long time, and felt that it was somewhat similar to Gato in ancient Rome. It fell obliquely from the right shoulder, just blocking the most sensitive abdomen, and dropped to the ground along the waist.

Morris fumbled with this set of clothes for a few minutes, feeling that this kind of clothing is much more cumbersome than human tops and pants, and it is inconvenient to move, so it is not suitable for the fast-paced human society.

Look at the hem of the clothes on the ground, and then look at the blue hairpin in his hand?Morris suddenly felt that he went back to the Middle Ages in the past, or even the distant ancient Rome, men actually needed this kind of hair accessories! ?This is the so-called terrant, the clothes you wear on weekdays! ?

But when he saw the exploration clothes stacked beside the bed, he thought of his team members and Han Jing... Morris endured it again. The most important thing now is to find them. I don't know where they are and what the situation is! ?

'Why am I alone?Or...they were rescued, too, in this Kawe? Morris rolled up his long blond hair, and his blue eyes showed iron-like firmness.When the bi-color hairpin was just inserted into the hair, I suddenly felt that my scalp was tight, and my hair seemed to have been quietly changed! ?

Morris was frightened, and hurriedly touched it, and found that this hairpin seemed to have some kind of built-in program! ?He pulled his hair neatly, and the hairpin seemed to be out of shape, catching the bundle of hair from one side?

'Could it be that this suit has a similar function? Like an epiphany, Morris touched every inch of the clothes blindly without much hope, but his premonition was very correct. After some research, the whole suit was adjusted to his figure, and finally there was a The strands are indescribably elegant.