The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 37: A long day

"We are all children of large industrial areas. Although our planet has fallen behind this era and has not been able to join the industrial sequence for many years, we all know how the world works."

An old man with dark complexion, gray curly hair and old-style work cloths waved his arms angrily on the podium and said loudly: "According to the previous rules and regulations, all space refineries are in supercomputers. Under the whole process of monitoring, the energy intensity will never touch the dangerous area. Why did it bring out a space crack, and then the explosion occurred a few days ago?"

Another man in formal clothes and glasses tried to interrupt the old man's speech, but he was pushed aside rudely. The old man continued to say loudly: "From the closure of the planet that began last year, to the so-called explosion, to the emergency alert issued by the government just now, all are the conspiracy of the Galaxy Alliance authorities! They want to abandon our burdens, they don't want to. Then take the government’s obligations and want to drive us underground!"

Someone finally couldn't stand it and stood up and retorted: "The two explosions have detailed data reports. Why don't you take a look?"

The old man was even more angry and smashed the table of the rostrum hard, and said, "Even if it really explodes, it is still dozens of light-years away. I only went to a junior technical school and knew that there is nothing in the universe. Things that are faster, light have to travel for decades, can the monsters of the sea of ​​dark things appear in front of us tomorrow? Why do we have to pay such a high price for things so far away now?"

Ms. Eve stood at the door of the conference hall, watching the debate on the rostrum in the distance, and couldn't help shaking her head. The union chief is still so rude and uneducated. Mr. Mayor shouldn’t use his precious time to convince him, or even let him speak.

The fierce debate did not last long, because even if someone supported the old man’s position, there was no way to publicly support his stupid view.

The two explosions were in the same planetary-level factory. It is indeed more than sixty light-years away from their planet, but the biggest problem is that the sea of ​​dark matter can pass through the torsion hole. Even the Galaxy Alliance scientific community has always had a conjecture that the main world of the Sea of ​​Dark Matters is inherently in the torsion hole.

If the Sea of ​​Dark Matter really invades the Heliconia Industrial Zone through that space crack, then no one knows when it will come to this planet, but it will definitely not take decades, and it may even be possible again. It will be in front of everyone in dozens of days.

Several elderly councillors drove the elderly union chief off the rostrum in the same rude manner. Mr. Mayor wiped his sweat and glasses with a lingering fear, and began to talk to the councillors and officials of various departments. working arrangement.

When the chief official of the relevant department said that the inspection of the underground base has not been completed, the good-tempered Mr. Mayor finally couldn't help it, and almost roared: "Let you start the inspection after the last explosion. Why hasn't it been done yet!"

The head of the department wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead like Mr. Mayor just now, and said with some embarrassment: "The underground base has never been officially opened, and no one thought that one day it would actually be opened. Routine inspections every year. It's all just remote data checking. It only took... a few days, and there is really no way to complete it."

Mr. Mayor would not accept such a reason and shouted: "The lockdown period has been over a year! I said at the meeting last year that these tasks can be completed while there is little work. What do you hear? Gone?"

Like Eve, there were many grassroots staff who could not bear such endless and meaningless quarrels. There were buzzing discussions everywhere in the venue, which suppressed the quarrels among the officials. Eve found his chief affairs officer and said something in a low voice. The chief affairs officer came to the rostrum as quickly as possible and spoke a few more words with the mayor's secretary. Then the secretary transferred those words to Mr. City's ears.

Mr. Mayor was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "Don't count on the military, I don't have the face to call warships over, the first task of the fleet must be to block large industrial areas..."

Before he finished speaking, the old union chief yelled again from the audience: "What's the use of those warships coming over! Should they consume our food reserves!"

Mr. Mayor didn’t hear his words and the people’s comments in the meeting place, and said to the secretaries and the heads of various departments around him: “In accordance with the spirit of the City Council and the order of the Alliance, let all residents do it. Prepare to enter the underground base. If the sea of ​​dark objects really comes over, immediately start the transfer, and then wait for rescue."

The department chief who was questioned earlier hesitated and asked: "Really...Don't you try to ask the military to send warships to evacuate?"

"It's too far." Mr. Mayor rubbed his eyes and realized that he was talking. He suddenly got angry and shouted: "What are you doing here? Check it out!"

It didn't take long. Officials at all levels and administrative staff in the venue, as well as staff from all over the city, popped up their job lists on the wristbands.

Eve looked at the instructions on the list, turned around and left the meeting place. She had to finish the preparations for her block in three days. Time was very urgent, I was afraid that there was no time to eat.

Thinking of this, when passing through the hall, she grabbed a few bags of dried bread and stuffed it into her briefcase, took another piece of bread and bit it in her mouth, speeded up her pace and walked out of the building faster and faster. It's like running.

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The girl quietly looked at the star map above the hot spring.

I don't know if it is an illusion, the broken flowers on her bathrobe look more vivid than usual.

There are many mechanical characters that only she can understand on the star map, representing the hints and process planning of the central computer's computing core.

The space crack that appeared in the Helicopter Nebula Industrial Zone became bigger again, and the fourth eclipse failed again.

The Thirteenth Fleet of the Star Front Fleet will arrive in the incident star region in thirty-seven hours. The remaining warships are also going to rescue at the fastest speed. There are a total of four cocoon breakers on those warships.

The biggest question now is, if the sea of ​​dark objects really passes through the crack in space, the situation is uncontrollable, is there a major evacuation?

The Helicopter Nebula is the center of heavy industry of the Galaxy Alliance and one of the important resource star regions. The number of humans inhabited is not too many, only less than 700 million people. Only a reorganized fleet is needed to complete the evacuation, but in that case, the space channel between the Helicopter Nebula and the main star needs to be opened.

——Those space channels have been closed for more than a year.

If it's just Jing Jiu, it's okay. Now it is determined that he and Xue Ji are together. If they come here through the space channel, what should they do? She did not think for too long before making a decision, reopening the space channel, let Chen Ya lead the fleet to rush over as quickly as possible, ready to evacuate.

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If it wasn't for killing a carbine and catching Mr. Dan, Chen Ya should have arrived at the planetary factory by this time, carrying the nuclear power furnace on his back, holding the ejector, and starting to melt the space crack.

Thinking of this, his face became a little ugly.

The explosion of the planetary factory directly led to the deaths of more than 300 workers. The sea of ​​dark matter floating over from the cracks in space was infiltrated with more than 1,000 workers. The most troublesome thing was that the cracks in the space were still In the expansion, it has almost surpassed the space crack in the Stargate base that year.

Of course the real trouble is on the space crack side. The return of the battleship ahead is very clear. There is the bottom of the sea of ​​dark objects. Even the dim picture returned by the probe that flew past can faintly see something in the shape of tentacles.

If it is really a brood, it will be even more troublesome.

Fortunately, the universe is vast, and the space is really big. Even if the sea of ​​dark matter and the monsters formed by it can pass through the twisting hole, they just flow unconsciously, trying to threaten the 700 million people living in that star field. It will take some time for human beings. Thinking that Jing Jiu was still there, his face became even more ugly. He opened encrypted communication and contacted the 857 base in the distance, saying, "Are you ready?"

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The spacecraft kept leaving the ground of planet 857, bringing up some breeze, and the dead spores that were blowing were flying around the sky, making the black and white world more magical.

Those spacecraft enter the warships outside the atmosphere one after another, and then the warships leave the galaxy, enter the outer space and enter the large warships, and finally form a temporary fleet in the more distant space channel.

The 857 base is the most secret place in the Galaxy Alliance, but if it is not too far away from the Heliconia Nebula in terms of distance, the military wants to support the planetary factory where the explosion occurred, and it is the fastest to start from here. There is another reason that no one knows --- Saint Zengju has been here.

Zeng Sheng in the Cocoon Breaker has a very high realm, and has very rich experience in dealing with the sea of ​​dark things. Last year, a battleship was soaked in the sea of ​​dark matter, and he and Shen Yun buried it to deal with it.

The temporary fleet drove into the torsion hole, the light outside the window disappeared without a trace, and the self-illumination in the room turned on. The captain walked into the room at the bow, looked at the figure in front of the window, thought of the missing chief consultant, and said after a moment of silence: "Thank you."

Zeng Ju turned around and looked at the captain with a smile, and said, "This is what I should do."

This sentence is often misunderstood as perfunctory, but it is very sincere when he speaks it from his mouth.

The captain was named Jiang Zhixing, the captain of the battleship Lieyang.

This battleship is naturally the Lieyang.

After the battle in the Outer Fog Galaxy, the battleship Lieyang was severely damaged, and everyone from Jiang Zhixing to ordinary soldiers was put in a military prison. Until a few days ago, Zeng Ju relied on his powerful influence to forcibly release them from the military prison, and it happened that the battleship Lieyang was also repaired at this time.

It didn't take long for the battleship Lieyang to sail out of the torsion hole with other companions and to the Helicopter Nebula. There is still a long distance away from the Menghuo Planetary Industrial Base where the explosion occurred. It is impossible to see with the naked eye, but the remote communication system can already help them see the real picture, watching the burning planets on the light curtain and the looming ones in between. With black spots, Jiang Zhixing's expression became very solemn.

This is the biggest precursor to the disaster that the Galaxy Alliance has faced since the Stargate Base was invaded by the Sea of ​​Dark Objects.

I was not very nervous because the Galaxy Alliance is much stronger than it was decades ago, and there is already a very powerful Ascender there, even if it can’t hold it, it can take some time, the most important thing is human beings. The luck is really good, and there shouldn't be a big deal.

"Luck?" Jiang Zhixing asked puzzledly.

"Even if the space gap cannot be blocked, the monsters will not be soaked in life on certain planets."

The reasons cited are very clear. After Jing Jiu’s disappearance, the space channel between the Helicopter Nebula and the main star field of the Galaxy Alliance was completely cut off. All planets are strictly prohibited from flying or landing. The government and various organizations in the social system have entered a state of emergency. Domain parade, now facing emergencies, human society is countless times stronger than in previous years in terms of efficiency and mobilization capabilities.

The picture on the light curtain is getting more and more stable, and the communication system can guarantee to enter the whole star domain broadcast. Zeng Ju was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to turn on the communication switch, and began to issue orders to all warships and planetary governments in the Late Scorpion Nebula.

Chen Ya and his fleet are still in the main star field, and no one has higher authority than him. His orders are no different from the imperial edicts of the feudal dynasty, even more stringent, and must be executed without compromise.

The 13th Fleet of the Star Front Fleet closest to the explosion site went to support at the fastest speed, and more than 3,000 warships in the distance were ordered to quickly spread out to the various galaxies, provided that the human inhabited planet can be reached by two space transitions. , All must be prepared to retreat.

Jian Zhixing made a simple calculation and found that 300 million people might need to be evacuated in the first phase. He couldn't help but feel a little worried and said: "Can it work?"

"The central computer has calculated it and there is no problem."

Zeng Ju didn't care about these details, looked at the burning planet on the light curtain, looked at the looming small black spot in the flame, and took a deep breath.

Whether it is retreating or waiting for assistance on the spot, it is a formal process in the plan, and the key to solving this matter is whether it can plug the gap in space.

The first ascendant who rushed to the burning planet was very powerful, and his sword intent was ruthless. The problem was that the gap in the space was too big, and it would be difficult to melt while fighting, even... dangerous. If Shen Yun is buried, it will be fine. His combat power is definitely not weaker than that of the ascending one, and his physical strength is far greater than that of the opponent, just like on the Topaz II planet...

Zeng Ju felt a little dull between his eyebrows, raised his hand and rubbed it lightly, no longer thinking about these questions.

Jian Zhixing looked at his expression and subconsciously said: "Would you like to...make you a pot of hot tea?"

From the Stargate base to the main star to base 857 to the outer galaxy, he was used to the picture of Zhong Lizi and Huaxi making tea for Jing Jiu.

Zeng raised his hand, smiled and said, "I just drink water."

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The monks don’t care about enjoyment, regardless of whether tea or wine is often just used for viewing, or entrusted with certain meanings.

People in the Galaxy Alliance don’t like tea much. They are more willing to submit to a variety of carbonated beverages and micro-pharmaceuticals. Anyway, there are genetic optimization and martial arts practice. You don’t need to pay much attention to the slight damage caused by those stimuli.

In the living quarters of the Lieyang battleship, there are all kinds of drinks, only some simple tea bags are placed in the corners.

A dozen of 857 base researchers sat in the living quarters, holding wine and various beverages and whispering about something. They have conducted many years of research on the monsters of the Sea of ​​Dark Objects, and they have very rich experience. They think that they should be able to play a very important role in this emergency.

A researcher squatted in the corner of the cabinet, looked at the text on the tea bags, picked it up curiously, and smelled it, and shook his head somewhat disappointed, not very satisfied.

In the end, he picked a bag of jasmine tea. For some reason, he has a kind of affection for jasmine. A few years ago, his wife knew that his hobby often made jasmine tea for him. Now he hasn't drunk it for several years.

The tea bag was torn apart unreasonably, and the tea leaves and petals inside were rudely poured into the cup. The boiling water fell from the automatic sensor outlet, and the dark green tea leaves and the fine white petals kept spinning, gradually Exudes a stronger fragrance-the fragrance is mainly floral, and the fragrance of tea is completely masked.

The researcher shook his head disappointedly again. The gray checkered shirt on his body trembled as his body swayed~IndoMTL.com~, forming a mosaic-like effect. (I really can’t think of a suitable new term, so I still use mosaic)

He was dissatisfied with the tea bags, the boiling water and the insulated cups that were not hot.

There are many interesting, fun, and useful things in this world, but there is no good iron pot, no good tea cup, and no good tea.

He walked to the work area with the big tea cup exuding heat. The colleague yelled twice behind him, and he pushed the black-rimmed glasses onto the bridge of his nose, saying that he still had a deduction calculation that hadn't been completed.

With a soft beep, the bracelet emits a bright light, calling out the corresponding secret information, and slowly circulating in the form of a three-dimensional light curtain. The researcher in the gray plaid shirt leaned back on the chair, looked at the pictures and data quietly, raised the tea cup in his hand and took two breaths, then took a warm breath.

He is holding the teacup with his right hand. There is a silver bracelet on his wrist, with light flowing on the surface, giving people a particularly agile feeling, as if he is always ready to come back to life and go to fight.

　　

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