Chapter 1213 Infernal Affairs (Part 2)
On the lower and lower decks of the Meteor's bridge, many priests in red robes were busy among the array of meditators. Here are many secondary meditators of the battleship. part of the array.
At this time, the order to implement communication silence came on the radio. A young woman with sloppy hair and glasses suddenly raised her head from the meditator, then hurriedly packed up the things in her hands and looked at After looking around, he left his position.
As she walked, her loose robe could not hide her plump figure, attracting the attention of many young apprentices.
But she turned a blind eye to this and walked all the way to a public restroom. After looking around, she walked in. When she came to the box where the hand sanitizer was stored, she used a small screwdriver stretched out from her fingertips to open the box. screws around it, then removed the box and took out a micro locator from the hidden compartment at the back.
After entering a piece of information, she put the things back in their place and left the bathroom with a relaxed look.
Then the low-level female priest returned to her work
Until the end of the work, she only had five hours of rest - this was due to the silence of the communication Reduced workload.
When she returned to her room, six data miners were hard-wired into the data network through a one-time link to the network system using filtered identifiers, which were transmitted through the breached port A large amount of data, and alert to any detection or reconnaissance of them.
This room is not very big, clean and even a little simple. An iron-framed bed is pushed to the far corner, and a chaise longue sits in the center of the room, next to a console made of polished bronze and a meditator that holds additional modifications.
On this boat, this level of modification would get a beginner into unnecessary trouble.
But she didn't care very much.
After taking off her robe, she came to the mirror almost naked, then opened a dark box, took out some injections and started injecting herself.
After the injection, her body and face began to change, and even the muscle tissue on her body began to change.
The whole process lasted about five minutes. When it was over, a sweaty young man appeared in front of the mirror.
He looked very weak. He held the edge of the sink with both hands and gasped violently. Then he raised his head and carefully checked his face, made some minor adjustments, and then pulled out a set of uniforms and robes for an intermediate priest from under the bed. On his body, he attached a mechanical prosthetic eye and put on a pair of mechanical gloves.
Finally, he opened the ventilation pipe and got in flexibly.
In a secret, dark corner of the lower deck of the Meteor, three people have gathered, but each one is wearing a mask and hiding signs that can prove themselves.
This is one of the many waste treatment centers of the battleship. Various smoke and dust are scattered in the air, exuding the pungent smell of chemicals. The buildings are carved with mechanical skull reliefs and double-headed eagle logos, and incinerators. There is a dazzling light shining in it, and the image composed of single pixels is constantly flickering and changing.
Normally there is no one here except the servitors, but now not even the servitors can be seen.
"Isn't he here yet?"
One of the men, wearing a black robe with white trim, was pacing on the metal floor, looking very anxious.
"Could he have been caught?"
He is obviously a well-established mid-level priest. Most of his organic parts have been replaced by implants, but he is still Human enough to not hide his fear.
At this time, a man came over and whispered:
"Calm down, Brother Jon. It's useless to be anxious now. If he was caught, we should have received the news."
The man named Jon nodded after hearing this and did not continue. Pacing.
Soon, with the sound of slight footsteps, the last person arrived, but no one here thought that "he" would be a graceful female priest.
“Sorry, some things have delayed me.”
“It’s okay, I’d like to come.”
A fourth man came over, bearing the symbol of Ryza's Skitarii.
“Since everyone is here, there’s no need to talk nonsense.” The man named Jon quickly interrupted the two people’s greetings and said seriously:
"The fact that several of them can interpret the code I left behind shows that everyone has a common purpose. I won't guess which side they represent, but at least now our purpose is the same, and our situation is also the same. Let's not hide it. Everyone, several of my colleagues have been secretly arrested. The great sage already knows that people like us exist within the fleet, and is trying to get rid of us. Therefore, although our identities are different, we are actually people on the same ship. , He will not be lenient because of which side we belong to."
The last priest to arrive said with a smile:
"Speak like we're going to negotiate a particularly lucrative trade deal, but before that, tell us what you want."
"Here? Now?"
Before The priest who advised others not to be nervous began to panic when he heard this:
"The air is intertwined with radio waves from monitoring devices!"
"There is nothing I can't handle."< br>
The priest bearing the mark of the Skitarii tapped his arm.
"Trust me, no one is hearing anything interesting right now."
"Guess everyone is here for the Ark Mechanic, right?"
Joe Priest En said, looking around.
Of course everyone present knew, but no one spoke.
"I got its location coordinates."
When Jon spoke again, his optical implants glowed greedily.
"And I hope you can help me send the information out. I will also provide the coordinates to you so that everyone can get what they deserve."
The other three remain silent. .
In the end, it was the priest with the symbol of the Skitarii who spoke first.
"How are you sure that your coordinates are real? I don't think anyone except the Exploring Sage knows about this?"
Jon nodded.
"Yes, this is very confidential information, but I think you are not interested in its origins. You only need the results, don't you?"
The last priest who arrived put down He clasped his hands on his chest and said with a smile:
“How can we be sure this is not a trap?”
"If it was a trap, you would be finished now."
"Then what do you need us to do for you?"
"I need a communicator that is not in the recording and monitoring, short The distance is fine. At the same time, I have to find the loopholes in the signal shielding device. I can solve the rest myself."
The other three people looked at each other for a moment, and then nodded at the same time.
A secret operation was immediately finalized after the discussion of the four people. At this time, Reza's exploration fleet had already made its first subspace jump and began to accelerate towards the target area.
(End of this chapter)