Chapter 1315 Restart
Standing on the dark seaside, letting the cold wind blow his clothes, Kirino Makoto said to himself in front of the sea: "Tiga, actually, I have always been jealous of you. Even though I was saved by you, I am still very jealous of you
Jealous that you are powerful enough to control your own destiny. Strength, jealous of your courage to defy any prying eyes, jealous of your belief in overcoming all difficulties.
When I was in the hospital, I kept thinking, why do you have all this?
Thinking about it, I suddenly realized that it’s not that you have it, but that I don’t.”
Speaking of this, Makoto Kirino laughed at himself and said: "I am always afraid of this and that, I dare not do anything, I dare not touch anything, I live in fear, and I still think it is caused by external factors. It’s really aggrieved for me to be like this.”
Qing. The complaint made Makoto Kirino feel a lot more relaxed, and said: "Later, I finally figured it out. Your courage, your belief and your strength are not born with it, but are earned through hard work. Own it.”
Speaking of this, Kirino Makoto sighed. He took a breath and said: "I don't know how you are now, but it must be very bad. During the time when I was controlled by Aihot, I couldn't see or hear anything, but I could hear clearly. I feel the passage of time, that feeling is really worse than death, and then"
Kirino Makoto's eyes seemed to flash with light, and that unforgettable scene could not help but appear in his mind. In the boundless darkness, a ray of light suddenly appeared, splitting the darkness, and shrouding him who had already felt despair. , that kind of warmth will be unforgettable in this life.
"You saved me and many people with light. What can we do for you now? How can we save you? This planet needs light. This planet needs light. The world cannot live without Tiga.”
Kirino Makoto's sigh drifted away with the wind, and the only response to him was the crashing waves, with thousands of water splashes rising up, making the darkness in the air thicker and thicker, giving people a strong sense of suffocation.
Time is running out and we must act as soon as possible.
Makio Kirino, who had been preparing for the whole night, with unconcealed tiredness, led the technicians to check the instruments connected with more than ten arm-thick cables. Everyone was more serious and meticulous than ever before, for fear that something might be wrong. Omission.
The winning team members, including Director Sawai, stood not far away, staring intently, with different expressions, but in their hearts they were all looking forward to the miracle.
Finally, Masaki Keigo raised his head and said: "Okay, we can start."
The technicians began to put on protective clothing. The time relationship was not perfect at all. The exposed Max particle accelerator would release high-energy particles during operation. Without protective clothing, they might be injured. Therefore, irrelevant personnel began to leave. Only those who claimed to be fearless Masaki Keigo, who had this little light particle, stayed without wearing protective clothing.
When only people wearing thick protective suits were left in the room, Maya stepped forward, reluctantly and carefully put the broken divine light rod in her hand, and looked at it for a while. , and then retreated step by step with difficulty. The thick screen door fell down, sealing off the room. Almost all non-essential systems in the base were shut down one by one. All the precious power was supplied here. Massive amounts of electricity were transmitted through the cables, causing this huge instrument to be shut down one by one. The layers of lighting finally converge into the generator at the top, making the pyramid-shaped generator light up with silver light.
Under everyone's nervous and expectant gaze, the pyramid began to emit light outwards, dancing in the air like fireflies, forming a luminous object that looked like a flashlight. The beam of light emitted was very different, shrouding the divine light rod placed quietly on the tray.
Everyone's hearts are raised. Even though they know that the possibility of success is extremely low, and even if it succeeds, it is still unknown whether they can bring back Diga, but everyone is still extremely nervous, for fear that this is the only chance of success. Even a little bit of hope will be dashed. In this case, what should we do?
In a dazed expectation, there was a faint luster in the cracks all over the Divine Light Rod, and the rough stone had a tendency to crystallize. Masaki Keigo couldn't help but widen his eyes, and a possibility suddenly occurred to his mind. A hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.
In the records he found about the super-ancient civilization, there was no mention of the origin of the light particle converter called the Divine Light Rod. He only knew that each giant of light had its own light particle. converter, and what kind of connection exists between the two parties is unknown. It may have been submerged in 30 million years of time, or it may be that super-ancient people did not understand it.
But now, Masaki Keigo suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, the Divine Light Rod may not be a storage device for storing energy as he thought before, but also a converter that converts humans into Ultraman, and It is the link that connects humans and giants of light.
So the pyramid is obviously in the mountains near Akita, but it has not been visible for tens of millions of years, let alone untouchable; that is why a small human can use it to become a huge Ultraman; that is not earth-shaking changes, but connected together to become Ultraman, and when disconnected, they became human beings.
Thinking of this, Masaki Keigo became excited. If his conjecture came true, wouldn't it be possible to find Ultraman's location through the Divine Light Rod?
The divine light rod is shrouded in "light". "Light" is being continuously generated but does not overflow. Does this mean it is absorbed? So where does this absorbed light go?
Thinking in his mind, Masaki Keigo couldn't help but stare at it, eager to find out. As the light entered the cracks, it penetrated into the seemingly crystallized stone, and then Down, down, until it hit a piece of snowflake-like debris.
The 'light' spread instantly, and the dark snowflakes seemed to be electrified. They were instantly lit up and turned silvery white. Like a mirror, they reflected the 'light' out and continued to move towards it. Down, it hits another 'snowflake' and repeats the process, lighting it up and then being reflected, continuing downward.
The cycle goes on and on, more and more ‘snowflakes’ are lit up, more and more areas are illuminated, and the ‘light’ goes deeper and deeper into the darkness.
Looking from a distance, in the seemingly endless darkness, a drill hole called light continues downwards, drilling through the darkness, and digging out a vertical shaft called the light field, which is straight. of downward.
I don't know how long it went deep and how many times it was reflected. The 'light' illuminated a piece of snowflakes whose edges were dyed pitch black but whose center was still silvery white. The light it emitted reflected a half-story below. Transparent figure.
(End of this chapter)