Chapter 796, The excellent solution of mortals
The overall situation in the Fox Moon Star Domain is quite good.
In 90% of the world, after reconnecting with the star-domain government, the government agencies that operated quickly counted and evaluated that most worlds have sufficient ability to calm their planet Questions on.
The operation of society and people's lives are definitely impossible. But at least, there is not much problem overall. Even if there is a problem, it is being solved gradually.
On many planets, internal commercial trade, industrial and agricultural production are recovering rapidly. It is reflected in the government's work statements, that is, after these indexes experienced a downward setback when the disaster occurred, they quickly rose rapidly.
However, there are six worlds, and the problems are quite big. They may be able to eventually solve the problem by relying on their own strength, but the time may be long and the price may be terrible.
After weighing the trade-offs, Jason Morgan decided to try his best to gather some resources from the Star Domain government to help them overcome the difficulties.
Under normal circumstances, there is no big problem. The crisis on several planets is just a crisis. For a strong star-domain government, it will definitely be solved as long as it is determined.
But isn't there a problem with the Star Tunnel now? After forcing his way through, the outcome of the ship that had entered Xinggang before is still fresh in everyone who has seen it.
No one wants to end like that.
But Jason Morgan made the decision and couldn't just be cowardly. It's time to try, you have to try.
Of course, it's not a reckless test.
People are precious, boats are precious.
I have to think of some cheap ways.
Jason Morgan silently stared at the astral tunnel model floating in the center of the tactical round table. The originally stable blue light belts were now waving with pathological pink and purple ripples.
"It should have started..."
He thought so, and soon, news came:
"Using the God of All Machines and the Law of Steel, the first set of tests The body is ready and requests approval for the action. "
"Approval." "
Far from the astral hop point of the Snow Fox Galaxy, a fleet of more than a dozen starships has accumulated The momentum is ready.
Of course, these starships are not warships. The entire Alliance warships are all in the Alliance Navy. The Snow Fox Star’s Star Port is indeed one of the Navy bases of the Alliance Navy, but the Navy was not here when the catastrophe occurred.
At present, there are only ordinary merchant ships on the Snow Fox Star, and they have carried out some armed transformations.
But it doesn't need to, it's not about going to war.
Even, the most core of this mission is a "giant belly" warship with no combat capability at all.
The roar of metal friction came from the dome inside the 'giant belly', and twelve detectors took off, left the hull, and reached the outside world.
Their shells are engraved with triple evil-repelling runes, and the navigation core is soaked in liquid silver soaked in holy oil.
These detectors moved in space to two spacecraft that would serve as the main force of detection, and then fixed them.
These two expedition ships are both voyager-level ships and are the lowest-level ships that can pass through the astral tunnel.
The moment the first detector followed the voyager and pierced into the astral tunnel, the holographic image suddenly twisted into a screaming face.
"The mass projector is overloaded!" The mechanical eye of the technical priest burst out from the electric spark, "Detector No. 3 sends back an abnormal light..."
Before he finished speaking, a viscous black liquid suddenly gushed out of the monitoring screen.
The guard next to him, who was always alert, immediately raised the flamethrower, but the liquid condensed into the characters of "Ode to the Father" when it touched the air.
The flame immediately erupted, burning the entire screen together with the infected data stream to coke.
After Jason Morgan in Star Harbor heard the first-hand information from the front line, his eyes twitched a few times.
He asked, "Is this the expected situation?"
"Yes."
Morgan also heard the sound of the lullaby as the technical priest returned this sentence. "...Is this normal?"
"It's also in our plan. Wait a moment, the priest is dealing with a technician who uses his eyeball to write mathematical formulas on the console... …Okay.”
Jason Morgan still felt very evil.
But this is how and how to do the test.
After a standard Terra Day, Morgan connected the frontline communications again. "What's going on?" he asked impatiently. "The navigation data showed cognitive pollution." said the mechanical priest, "We failed this time, we can prepare for the next time."
Morgan rubbed his eyes.
He had expected that things would not be that simple, but wasn’t they hoped?
The losses of the two passengers are on the one hand, and the total amount is only a few million tax coins, not that they cannot afford the losses. However, the voluntary and courageous testers are precious talents.
However, when he made the decision, someone spoke out next to him.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
That was his psionic consultant.
"No, wait...Look at the secondary signal of Channel 7 - Although the main sensor has failed, the Holy Oil Silver has left traces in the sub-space."
It handles it on the operating interface , On the holographic star map in front of Jason Morgan, a faint silver thread was winding in the pink and purple torrent. "It seems there is hope." Jason Morgan said with relief, "Wait patiently... At the normal speed, at most four or five days, they should be able to pass through the stars. The Border Tunnel reaches the other side. See if there will be news at that time."
For a few days, they stared at this faint silver thread, appearing and disappearing and passing through the torrent. .
Four days later, the signal was recaptured. Among the twelve detectors, the last one was faithfully sent back the information.
From its perspective, you can see the shells of the two voyagers, covered with pulsing blood vessels.
When trying to contact the two voyagers, the people inside claimed that there were indeed many strange things happening in the process of legend, but with the assistance of the choir of the ship, The problem is always controllable. During their voyage, they kept cleaning up the products of evil, corrupt and mutated inside the ship, and finally completed the task successfully.
This news is exciting.
At this time, it’s not easy to take it lightly.
The mutant who had previously become a transparent gelatin has no problem with self-cognition.
They opened the spacecraft's hatch door, put the detector in and checked it.
There is really no problem, everything is as they said.
The Protestant priest representative excitedly said to Jason Morgan: "The choir is useful! This is a way to reuse!"
The technical priest on the front line said: "It should be us." The transformation of the astral protection position has worked. "
The psychic consultant said: "The formation on the protective position device is the key."
They are all making contributions, but Jason Morgan doesn't care about that.
"Everything is done!" he continued, "but this is not the end. The risk of shuttle is still very high, and the one who successfully shuttles is the smallest ship, and the test of larger ships has not yet passed. . All methods must be further optimized, and you still need to work together! ”
"Yes!"
When you are all busy, Jason Morgan's eyes looked at the front line again The image of the detector sent back.
The mutated tissue in the ship's shell was dazzling, making him clearly know that this level of security was just a temporary compromise - like wearing a bandage to wrap a festering wound.
But under the shadow of the doomsday pendulum, this is the optimal solution that mortals can reach.
(This chapter ends)