Chapter 632: Because I remembered the wrong location...
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...I was originally ready to take my offspring to the distant edge of the Milky Way to find Nikea, but now I find that it is right in the middle of the Milky Way. What should I do?
"It's so embarrassing..."
After sending all the fearful Frix, the thoughtful Dantioc, and other senior officers who seemed panicked out of the room on the command deck, Mr. Ramizane Carlosini used the primordial body of Peturabo to make a very indecent life-ending action of holding his head and wailing on the desk.
It all started with a mobilization meeting about four minutes ago.
When he announced that they would prepare a "food, energy and armament for "long enough to sail" after this harvest season in Olympia, a daze flashed across everyone's faces.
Obviously it is not because of the problem of being so anxious this time, and why only one ship of the Iron Blood sets off quietly.
But because of something else.
Finally, Frix, who had now become a little bolder, finally stood up carefully after exchanging eyes with his colleagues on both sides for dozens of times, approaching their genetic father with a very humble and focused questioning attitude, for fear of stimulating him a little:
"Sir... the distant coordinates of our navigation system you gave..."
"What's wrong? Did I remember wrongly? There are no galaxies there? That's also possible. After all, there are no psychic beacons in that place now..."
But the embarrassment on the Chief Trident's face made Ramizane stop, "What's wrong? Tell me."
So Frix bowed respectfully again, "Maybe I can give you a single word, sir."
"Uh?" Ramizane glanced at him in confusion, "Then you send it to my private channel."
Then he heard a new news on his private channel that completely disrupted his plans.
"Sir... Our star map and navigation map are now in disorder for unknown reasons. The distant coordinates in the extreme north are displayed as Istavan and Nikea, and Nikea is marked at the same time in the west of the Great Vortex.... So which Nikea are you going to?"
"…Damn it."
Remembered wrongly.
Remembered wrongly.
Sweat out in cold sweat.
So many plans were carried out around this location. As a result, I was too impressed by Istavan and Nikea's later classification was "Borderlands", so I misremembered it as Nikea Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
After a few minutes of depression, all the children waiting outside were very uneasy.
"But wait?"
Ramizane raised her head and called Frix in from the crowd outside the door.
"What do you mean by 'which Nikea'? If it was Istavan, it wouldn't be Nikea. And if Nikea wasn't the edge coordinates I gave you, why could you find it on the public star chart? I remember it was particularly clear that it should be a planet that could not be found without the guidance of the emperor's psionic beacon."
"Literally, sir." Fricks blinked, "Our navigators seemed to have complained at first that they hadn't heard of where Nikea was..."
He blinked his eyes more frequently, as if his brain was rapidly overloading to deal with some unusual effects, "... Some people also complain that the name of the galaxy with the extreme north coordinates was Istavan..."
“…Hmm…?”
"...but...yes..." Frix's originally pleasant and deep voice was like a broken old phonograph, making it creepy and illusory one by one, "but...it's...now...it's...Ni...kai..."
The whole world is like a broken video.
It also opened its eyes and hurriedly poured its power into its own realm to avoid loss in the turmoil of time and space.
And in the command deck office, Ramizane's eyes widened in horror at Fricks' current words.
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On the other end of time, it was the black and white flower dog's turn to grin and hold the white dove trying to flap his wings all over the room - although his nails were trimmed, his claw pads were big enough that it would be fine to hold the dead dove - Peturabo BC subconsciously licked the tip of his nose with his tongue - there was a wild call of hunting instinct that was driving him to bite the dove's neck and give it a dozen or so cervical avulsion.
To dispel the primitive feeling that affected his rational mind, the tyrant of Olympia and Medrengad decided to relax while the laboratory was empty.
He grabbed the neck of the white pigeon, who was still in surprise, jumped out of the cockpit of his car, and then began to shake his hair from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail.
The shepherd's mood quickly recovered after the extremely refreshing hair shaking (and the pigeon was so dizzy that he was thrown to death), but his saliva had already made the feathers on the white pigeon's neck, shoulders and half of his head wet, so if nothing unexpected happened, he would not allow the flat-haired Lao Deng to squat on his head with saliva - he wouldn't be able to do his own saliva either!
Yes, you look like my dad, you are still a pigeon now, you can only be gurgled and show your holy, but if I take out the matter that I am a dog now, I have the instinct of hunting birds, how should you deal with it?
So he began to think about finding something that could wash or wipe the feathers of the pigeon. Finally, Pertulabo BC's eyes fell on the cleaning tank in the laboratory. He walked to the cleaning tank with the dove with half-winged tilts in his mouth, swaying his big tail like a feather duster, began to find a place that could make him leapt up, and he succeeded.
Very good, then press this damn old thing into the cleaning tank and turn on the faucet...
Oh, hell, this faucet is designed for the height of the Astart Pharmacist, and it's a bit taller for him who isn't in the car.
He looked back at the car he left in the makeshift office.
...I don't want to go back and get it. Anyway, I just have a few steps, and it's just a few scrubbing the pigeon's feathers.
It is normal to have this kind of thought, right?
So it was natural for him to hold the pigeon and jump up to push the faucet again, right?
Although Lao Dengge, whose brain is thrown out with his eyes, seems to have other opinions, but he is a pigeon who can only cooe...
All protests that you don’t understand are considered to have not heard!
The faucet was opened, but the strength was not easy to control, so a strong cold water poured on the foreheads of the pigeon and the shepherd dog with a strong force.
"Spit!"
"Ph, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah!!"
“…?”
"…gugu.gugu.gugu."
"Old thing...!!!!!!!" The black and white flower dog approached with a grin and began to change his face, wiping the water droplets on his face with his wings.
"I heard it! It seems we can have a good talk, right? Human, Emperor, Emperor."
"If possible, I would rather you find a different title." The pigeon quickly calmed down, his beaks closed tightly, and he did not pronounce it with the bird's mouth, but it could make people hear his voice.
The dove raised one of its wings and pointed at the faucet.
"Let us dry ourselves first. Peturabo."
So after a moment, the father and son were already sitting at both ends of the desk in the temporary office.
But this time, the person sitting in the top was Pertulabo BC, and the person sitting in the guest's position - the person on the desk was someone who had always wanted to break through the Tianming Steel's defense attempt but was barely successful in the end.
They looked at each other silently and stared at the doves. Finally, the dove coughed, took out a small golden crown from the fluff under their wings and put it on their round forehead.
"... Haven't you given up your dream of a retro space empire?" Pertulabo BC sneered and mocked, "Where were you when Constantinople was broken?"
"Even immortals are not alive anytime, anywhere."
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"Ah, it's really gratifying that you finally admit this. Why did you suddenly change your temper? You become a pigeon and speak human language, right?"
"Stop sarcasm." The pigeon's heart emerged, "Didn't you gain inner peace after you became your current body?"
"...Don't talk about this as if I have any quirks, old guy, if I have any problems in this regard, it's probably the problem you have brought. Look at Ruth and his sons who have tails, you're an old bastard who doesn't treat us as human beings but makes us call you father."
"Okay. Talk about some of the most urgent topics." The dove put its claws on the table and tapped back and forth, "Did you feel it?"
"What do you feel?"
"The center of change. The beginning of more chaotic. The great expansion of cosmic uncertainty. The precursor to separation."
"You..."
Just as Fricks reported to someone on a certain Iron Blood at a certain time that two Nikea appeared, one of which was the original Istavan.
The Tianming Steel also vibrated once.
"Your space-time stabilizer has partially failed," said the pigeon calmly.
The dog glared at him.
"This is not because you sent him back! He was there to mess up the timeline, and the fine weaving of fate... Humph! It would be better to say that this world like Shi Shan code cannot withstand easy and too forced disturbances, and will collapse everywhere... You might as well bring him back! What are you trying to bet on again?!"
He glanced at the screen where the alarm and red lines were leaping around, and clicked on a few random copies.
The picture that jumps out is immediately filled with contradictory records, maps, war zones and markers.
All the icons used to identify states on the star map have become extremely disordered, and countless worlds are swaying back and forth on the edge of order and chaos. People are trapped in the disorder of memory, especially those with extraordinary potential. They wail and roll onto the ground with their heads in their arms, and are violently washed away by a large number of memories and knowledge that do not belong to this time and space.
And the life capsule with his seventh brother's body is also calling the alarm - its detector shows that there are sometimes sleeping bodies, sometimes only one skeleton, and sometimes between the two.
"Look. This ejection confirmed my suspicion." Gezi said, not opening his mouth, but a mysterious spiritual perception made the other party understand what he meant.
"Ramizane is not something you can use to confirm any suspicion." Peturabo's mane stood up on the back of his neck and spine. "And why don't you tell me who you are?"
"But you also have your own selfishness. You didn't tell him how powerful and miraculous his power could do. What a waste, Peturabo, you have such a good opportunity to hold on to such great power, but you just use him to carefully play your ridiculous wine in the castle of Domino." The dove continued on his own, avoiding the latter question.
"This has nothing to do with you. Don't say that your Sun System, War and the Great Expedition are very planned and far-sighted. You old robber - I have my own plans."
"Is that?" The pigeon stared at him with black eyes, "Then I'll send him back directly to one of your most important nodes to avoid your regrets. Wouldn't it be more helpful to your plan to save this universe? Then why do you seem so anxious?"
"..." Peturabo suddenly put away his ears.
"You are so anxious to bring him back because you realize that the timeline is something that jumps on the tip of a balanced knife. Once he accidentally forms more mistakes there and makes more effective changes to his current time and space... the more likely he will create a strong enough branch line ten thousand years ago... Then the new time and space fate will flow in the new universe, and the old universe will begin to be isolated from the universe where he is, and you will probably lose him forever, right?"
"And if another universe fork is completely generated, you will no longer be able to use the entanglement of this universe to entangle with him. This fallacy of entanglement will not be destroyed, but is like a line that disappears from the other end of the black hole. Holding this end of the line will never get out of the maze of our galaxy. This is why he could return immediately before, but this time on this side of the time is flowing, but he has not come back yet."
"The various restrictive entanglements between you seem to be limiting you, but in fact they are limiting him. - You are afraid that once he finds that he can go to build a better universe, he will leave you here, right?"
Peturabofu lowered his body, let out a shocking roar, and rushed over.
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"Wait! What's going on! Frix! Are you okay?! Then that, what's the edge of the Istavan Galaxy! Don't be so excited about this kind of thing!"
Ramizane leaned on the back of the chair, staring at the war flesh and blood machinery that had grown several times and continued to grow bigger and bigger in horror, and subconsciously shouted at him, "The one in the far north is the Istavan Galaxy! You can't go wrong! Nikea is the one on the other end of the vortex!"
"Ni...Kai...a...is...?"
The chief trident had already changed in several shapes of different sizes and shapes, like molten bubbles, and gradually stabilized because of this sentence, and seemed to have a tendency to change back to the original Frix.
"Yes, right, right! Nikea is east of the Sun Star Domain! That coordinate west of the Great Vortex! Ah, no matter how it appears, this coordinate is Nikea! I declare that the far north is the Istavan Galaxy! This time we are going to rush to this Nikea located southwest of the Prospero Milky Way plane!"
"...Okay, your will, sir." The first company commander blinked in the mechanical hood. At this moment, his blinking speed returned to normal, but he seemed to have no idea of the changes he had just happened. "I'll go and instruct the navigators and others to start preparing for the Iron Blood's departure."
"Okay...Frix....Are you okay?"
The person asked looked up in confusion and replied, "I'm fine, sir."
"... Then go."
(This chapter ends)