Chapter 201 Letter

Even if the Star Sea Alliance is not the center of various political powers in the galaxy, it can still be regarded as the intersection of political powers.

Currency in the form of energy is constantly flowing here, making this galaxy with dim stars the most eye-catching in the galaxy.

Therefore, the explosion of the Creation God's Proclamation became the focus of various political powers within a few minutes; the alliance's urgent announcement was read and understood by countless experts, and various observing creations also moved their attention here.

Even the name "Yinggesuo" was quickly mentioned, and even the Imperial Alliance's "Strengthen the Wall and Clear the Country" plan to destroy it was known to countless political powers.

The former leader of Yinggesuo used all his courage to destroy the neutron killing deeds at the cost of killing hundreds of millions of his compatriots. It did not cause many waves in the galaxy. After all, the Imperial Alliance also needed face.

But today, with the explosion caused by Li Cang, the blazing white light became dazzling beyond energy currency at that moment.

The little Yinggesuo finally got rid of the fate of being lost in the Milky Way. As long as the structure of the current Milky Way continues to be maintained, the destroyed place between the third to seventh planets of the Star Sea Alliance will be forever bound to Yinggesuo's name.

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Perhaps this reputation is more biased towards "notoriety". The number of people who condemn Yinggesuo must be greater than the number of people who condemn Dilian for launching the "Strengthening the Wall and Clearing the Wilderness Project" and Liaoyuan for developing the Creation God Proclamation.

But so what?

For a civilization that has died, using ruins and destruction to remind the world of the blood they have shed so that they can be remembered forever is not another way to continue the life of the civilization?

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Within minutes of the explosion.

Yinggesuo's name has indeed become the most popular search on the Star Sea Alliance network. This name has been chanted and cursed by countless people; this is true for both political parties and individuals.

The majestic energy coins disappeared with just a "bang", and many regimes would fall into extremely serious financial crises.

The curses coming from individuals are even more pure. Under the white light, the names on the Alliance's missing list are almost equivalent to death.

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Some people are delaying death.

Take the Fugitive, for example, and the countless starships in the same range; the Alliance's de facto abandonment made their curses even louder.

Blunt sighed and stretched out his hand to cut off the connection with the public frequency band - it was already filled with curses and no valid information could be received at all.

Beast Stone and Yubo Shata have already escaped from the cabin. Of course, no one of them is left to take care of the blunt person - taking Della away is already the end of benevolence, and we can't ask for too much.

And, regardless of whether to drive the Escaper to the maximum speed, it actually doesn't require much operation, and the blunt man quickly fell into doing nothing.

She raised her eyes and looked at the time. The seven minutes were passing by quickly, but it seemed that she could never finish them all while doing nothing.

Blunt curled his lips, and first opened his own surveillance collection, which he had organized into a catalog based on the mugshots of each crew member.

She picked a few pieces of surveillance that she liked the most and had tasted them many times, and opened them. She originally wanted to use the slightly exciting scenes in them to enjoy the food and drink, and use up the seven long minutes.

But when the picture appeared, I always felt that my interest was waning. I hastily dragged the progress bar to the end and stared at the final "playback end" time, which was even longer than the time of watching the main film.

There was still time, and the Fugitive's full speed escape made the arrival time of the God of Creation a "catch-up problem" and bought more time.

Blunt Man turned his chair up and finally saw an insect worker timidly walking into the cab, as if he had been waiting for a long time without daring to say anything.

The dull man sneered:

"That's right, we will most likely die in seven minutes... Oh, now it's five minutes and thirty seconds. Don't blame me for not telling you, you don't want Della to have unpleasant memories, right?"

The insect workers were silent, Della was their queen; if the blunt person gave this reason, of course the insect people could not issue any rebuttal.

I just feel a little sad.

They are already the second batch of bug-men born on the Runaways, but they still have to follow the same footsteps as the previous batch.

Della never intentionally released the transmitter of synchronized thoughts, which makes the personal will of this batch of insect-men probably the strongest batch in the history of Stru.

Originally, dying needlessly was the destination of the insect people; but Della's choice made them feel sad and fearful, and it was unclear whether this was kindness or cruelty.

The blunt man was used to seeing this kind of expression. He had even personally eliminated countless illegal bugs before, so he didn't care about the workers' expressions at all.

He just stopped the rotating chair and leaned on the operating table with his cheeks hunched.

Why is there still time?

What else can you do to pass the time?

In his extreme boredom, Duzi even began to look through the "missing list" released by the alliance, entering the names of acquaintances one by one to search.

Of course there is no need to mention Zuo Wu and the others.

Oh, Marika is also missing? That’s right, the professor has been running around in Shi Wen’er’s court, and together with the deceased under his command, they are also included in the scope of the explosion.

Resurrection of the dead is the primary form of wound healing by Chudan Angel - they place a blueprint and backup of their own body in the void, and repair the body through high-dimensional mapping to reality.

I don't know if they can be resurrected due to the fluctuations of the Creation God's message.

Blunt Zi continued to search, the corners of her sneer growing wider, because she saw her name on the list, and she was also one of those expected to disappear.

Thinking about it this way, of course Della is also on this list; but I don't dare to search it. It seems that if I really search the name of the insect girl, a fragile string in her heart will be broken.

As Ruizi speculated, there is a high probability that the Yubosa Tower and the Beast Stone without the Master will crash in the shallow layer of the void, and the missing list will become a confirmed death list.

boring.

Duzi turned off the notification irritably, how could he still have time?

The longer time passes, the more I can think about how slim the probability of Della's survival is. Why should I continue to suffer in this?

The bald AI hammered lightly on the bridge, and suddenly found that the insect worker was still standing beside him; the sadness and fear on his abstract face became deeper and deeper.

Imperial Alliance's former managerial AI and the insectoids of the hive consciousness actually resonated more and more deeply because of their similar emotions.

Even such emotions and resonance should not appear in either of them.

It wasn't time that was passing away, it was the reluctance and fear in Blunt's heart; she wiped her nose and turned away, feeling that it was really embarrassing to show such a look in front of the insect man.

But thought about it.

Blunt Man finally pointed to the control panel in front of the insect man: "... there is a black box on the Escaper. It is of very good quality. It is the most likely thing to be preserved after the creation of the God of Creation comes over."

"I will open up permissions to all of you Insects. Seize the last moment and throw in all your ideas, the rules and records of the chess games you play, or other information."

"Don't cry next to me. I am the Imperial Alliance management AI. Rounding it off, I am the governor of a star field and the deputy captain of the Escape. I will always be with you!"

It's a pity that none of these titles can reduce the fear that Della may die, and the unwillingness that the good times will come to an abrupt end.

The Insect Man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and ran quickly into the cabin; all the workers on the Escaper also started to commotion at the same time. Leaving the information in the black box set up a tombstone for himself, which would always reduce some regrets.

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The previous batch of workers were suddenly attacked by the Duanmu stratosphere. Apart from some relics, they didn't have time to leave anything behind. But this batch of workers actually had a few minutes to write a "will" and leave traces?

Really lucky.

The dull man laughed and cursed behind them:

"Bug people, don't get too happy too early. It's unknown whether the black box can block the God of Creation message, and your names are not even on the missing list. Most of what you leave behind will be treated as junk information!"

The worker ignored her and happily went to sort out the things he wanted to keep.

The blunt man sighed and turned his head.

There's still time.

What to do?

By the way, why not follow the example of the insects and write a letter to "yourself"?

On the quiet planet in the hinterland of the Imperial Alliance, Master No. 2, who is struggling in the official world, has agreed with her to synchronize their memories every once in a while, which means that both of them can experience being a public official and accompanying Della.

of two lives.

It's a pity that the recent memories haven't had time to synchronize, and it seems that my side is coming to an end.

Dumb Man sighed, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of what to write in the letter to his clone; he couldn't write touching words, and ridicule seemed unnecessary.

After another long time, the dull man finally gave up and wrote a line of words——

"Sorry, I didn't take good care of Della."

Done, send!

"Failed to send".

Blunt Zi was stunned, why did the transmission fail? She clicked on the error details and it showed "Network Congestion".

In what age are we still experiencing network congestion?

Besides, the alliance has just sent this information notice to everyone through the Internet, which at least shows that the surrounding network satellites were still operating normally before the arrival of the God of Creation, and that should be the case now.

So why couldn't his email be sent? Angrily, Blunt opened the Fugitive's optical instruments and looked at the nearest satellite.

Then, bluntly, he quickly found the reason.

The Star Sea Alliance is an alliance across the galaxy, and of course it also brings together countless strange races;

Among them are some psychic creatures - some creatures that can operate industrial mechas by injecting themselves into the circuits of creation in the same way as those on the dead planet before.

These psychic creatures received a disaster warning issued by the Star Sea Alliance.

They are pouring into the network satellite one after another, wanting to send their bodies out through the network, so as to stay away from the explosion of the God of Creation.
To be continued...