I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 689: Go straight to the nest

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In the chat of the core members of the Sage Project, they made up the brain of Chen Feng from the previous life as a scholar.

Nowadays, Zheng Feng's extraordinary performance in the face of Snowflake has become a strong proof that the sage is a "scholar".

But if Zheng Feng knew what these people were talking about at this time, and if he had recovered Chen Feng's memory, then he would probably complain like this.

"You really look down on me. At the beginning, these were basic common senses that couldn't be more basic, okay! No matter at any time, I'm a scumbag, okay?"

To the average person, microscopic termites are terrifying.

Ten microscopic ants take less than a second to break down an adult human into energy particle clumps.

But the Flying Tigers are not ordinary people, they are well-trained fighters.

Although the performance of the training armor worn by everyone is average, it is well-prepared to deal with some space insects that miners in the 27th century need to face, as well as the perfect battle plan formulated by Zheng Feng in advance, and the problem is not too big. , all the way to the depths of nearly 100 meters.

You can see microscopic termite nests.

This is a round transparent tank with a diameter of nearly 20 meters.

A nearly half-green colloidal radiant liquid floats at the bottom of the tank.

A large number of metal protrusions with a height of nearly two meters, most of which are only a finger high, have been extended on the tank wall where the upper part of the liquid is not covered.

The metal structure of the ship wreck outside the tank is also covered with these protrusions, several meters in height.

Each bulge is a nest, inhabited by millions to hundreds of billions of microscopic termites.

Intelligence system shows that there are 1.7 billion microscopic termites here, more than three times the total number of ants on earth.

To the naked eye, a dense light blue network is intertwined on the inner wall, outer wall and outer metal structure of the tank, such as moss growing on the bluestone of the cave.

This layer of blue network lines twists and turns again and again from time to time, like a diverted river.

The body length of microscopic termites is only more than ten microns, and it is almost impossible to see with the physiological structure of the human eye.

But if a large number of individuals gather together and travel in the same direction, a river of thick or thin blue lines will form.

Each line represents the migration of microscopic termites ranging from tens of millions to tens of billions.

Zheng Feng pointed directly at a bulge nearly two meters high and 05 meters in diameter inside the tank, and said, "This is the capital of microscopic termites, and the queen is inside."

"The capital? Can this worm even have a capital?" Edgar Julian curled his lips in disdain.

A country is easy to change and its nature is hard to change.

In Edgar's mature and naive juvenile temperament, perhaps it is a kind of joy in life to raise a bar with Zheng Feng, the captain who is too dazzling and secretly favored by countless people.

Edgar Julian was once just an ordinary warrior.

In terms of IQ, he is very precocious, but he is still somewhat lacking in emotional intelligence.

Relying on his IQ, Edgar knew that he should be sent to the Second Pioneer Academy after losing in the last elimination system.

But that didn't happen.

Edgar knew the same for others.

He also asked his parents about this after returning home, and he came to the conclusion that the Flying Tigers existed for Zheng Feng.

The group of them played the role of the little book boy who accompanied the prince to study.

Parents told Edgar that the leader must have foresight behind this arrangement.

The members of the Flying Tigers must be involved in a secret mission of great significance.

The parents told Edgar to do well in class.

That being said, when it comes to class activities, Edgar has a hard time controlling himself.

Li Qingqing glanced at Edgar impatiently, "You talk too much. What do you know? If it's a single microscopic termite, it might really be an ordinary bug. But the queen ant is equivalent to our super-intelligent brain, She can integrate the quantum entanglement generated by billions of tiny individuals to form a huge computing power, which dominates everything of microscopic termites from top to bottom. From the perspective of cosmobiology, microscopic termites are in some To the extent that it is no different from the collective wisdom of humans, it is just a person who never has emotional fluctuations.”

"You said so much, aren't we still in the virtual arena anyway? Isn't this queen ant and microscopic termite still something calculated by the master brain's star simulation? No matter how good it is, can it outperform humans?"

At this time, Jane Roland, who was next to him, read Edgar's words and suddenly reacted.

She knows the captain's plan.

First of all, the queen ant is a tool used by humans in the 27th century.

No matter how hundreds of years have passed, the queen ant has gone through several iterations, and the underlying genes that determine its life form must have some "backdoor code" left by the engineer back then.

And, as Edgar said, no matter how complex the queen ant's structure is, no matter how esoteric the "backdoor code" is, it is always the product of the mastermind's simulation with modern algorithms, which means that no matter how complex it is with changes , are ever-changing.

To everything in this arena, the source code of the stars is like the real energy that makes up everything in the universe.

As long as the "source code" used by the mastermind Fanxing programming is captured first, then the "backdoor code" of the queen ant can be deduced.

"Check each other's equipment again, and then I'll start the countdown. After ten seconds, move on. Me, Edgar, Mata, Jane, the four of us rushed the culture tank and arrived within two meters of the queen. Inside. Others are responsible for breaking the tanks and building an interweaving net of fire around us so that none of the termites can fly on us."

"Ten, nine...three, two, one! Action!"

With Zheng Feng's order, the Flying Tigers began to move forward as a whole.

When they approached the 30-meter range of the culture tank, there was a faint buzzing sound in the training armor masks of everyone, which indicated that the queen ant had detected the intruder and issued a defense command through quantum information broadcasting.

The next moment, the originally calm river of termites suddenly moved.

The microscopic termites, which were originally two-dimensional creatures that always move linearly along the surfaces of various objects, have been lifted into the air.

The blue lines are like thousands of green snakes rolling and intertwined, from a two-dimensional picture to a three-dimensional storm sculpture, circling from all directions.

"Fire!"

Matta, who is in charge of monitoring the overall situation, raised his hands and trained two metal rods the size of a chalk and three centimeters long from his left and right forearms.

At the top of the metal rod, two highly polymerized laser streams spewed out.

This is Mata's shooting guidance and positioning for others, and it also has a role in attacking.

Guided by Matta Nicklaus' line of fire, the two flanking reserves opened fire at the same time, with ten cone-shaped spreading particle streams interwoven into an hourglass shape.

The oncoming torrent of termites is hitting the interwoven web of ray streams, melting the ice and snow in an instant, like broken snow evaporated in the hot summer sun.

As the muzzles of the ten reserve team members slowly turned, the center of the hourglass pushed forward piece by piece, gradually approaching the mouth of the three-meter-diameter bottle.

There used to be a lid made of heavy nuclear alloy, but it had long since been gnawed and penetrated by space termites awakened from freezing slumber.

The first sequence takes Zheng Feng as the arrow, and the rest of the people in the rear of the mata hall are scattered and centered, moving forward little by little along the rhythm of the center point of the hourglass moving forward.

The logistics team headed by Punkt followed directly behind the first sequence, opened the energy shield, and controlled the chain into a whole under the unified deployment program temporarily prepared by Punkt, guarding against the attack from the rear. Microscopic termites.

Finally, Zheng Feng and others approached the mouth of the bottle and suspended it.

Then Zheng Feng turned on the power of the training armor on his body, opened the active energy protection layer to the maximum, rushed forward, and plunged into the microscopic termite colony that was rushing out from the mouth of the bottle like an ocean wave.

Bumped.

Zheng Feng's armor surface lit up with scorching flames, which was a violent energy release reaction.

He dissipated the shock stream of microscopic termites in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the four members of the logistics team in the back moved forward, and simultaneously shot eight fingernail-sized **** from the forearms of their left and right hands, and fell onto the tank of the culture tank.

Eight **** just form a circle around the mouth of the can, each releasing linear energy to both sides, and then connecting two by two to form a complete circle composed of matter and energy~IndoMTL.com ~ Punkt gave the detonation order through brainwave commands.

In a series of explosions, a large hole was opened in the top of the culture jar.

Mata, Edgar and Jane entered, and the fire support of the others further increased the output power.

The counterattack of the microscopic termites suddenly intensified.

People begin to feel the pressure.

Zheng Feng continued to narrow the distance between himself and the queen, and at the same time ordered Mata: "Run the scanner with overload, analyze the genetic information of the queen, and then transfer it to me."

Mata: "I need enough energy support!"

"Here it is!"

Punkt has already completed the distribution of energy.

The back of the training armor of the other eleven members of the logistics team and the intelligence team stretched out power transmission lines, which were connected to the conversion module behind Punkt.

A thicker energy-transmitting line protruded from Punkt's chest, forwarded like a python, and attached to Mata's back.

As soon as the energy index at the top of the visor changed from insufficient red to abundant green, Mata immediately pumped up the power of the high-precision scanner.

Five seconds later, Zheng Feng received detailed data.

Then, according to Zheng Feng's arrangement in advance, Punkt retracted the power transmission line for Mata, and then transferred it to Zheng Feng's armor.

Zheng Feng took the intelligence and brain performance of the armor to the highest level, and began to conduct a quick retrieval analysis of the queen's genetic information.

Column after column of descriptive data surfaced on his visor, and at the same time, Zheng Feng began to map it to his existing knowledge of biology, cosmobiology, and engineering, and quickly Complete the programming requirement setting.

Ten seconds later, Zheng Feng forwarded the original programming packet to Jane Roland.

"It's over to you!"

As soon as Jane received the packet, Punkt's power line was connected to her armor.