"Tell me, what will happen if I give it a piece of cake?"

Looking at the colorful ball floating in the turbid dust cloud in the distance, leisurely and ignoring everyone present, Bingtis took out her golden Bible from the portable space and pulled the chain on the Bible.

After two turns he said.

"Stop it, be serious." I said sternly... I stopped Sister Bing's behavior of welding detonators and sawing light bulbs with righteous words, and then my eyes were also on the ball. The two of us had just come over, and we hadn't seen it yet.

We have officially made contact with the sphere, but we have already seen the busy figures of work boats and Servant Soldiers. They are busy removing autonomous machinery and some strange things from the scene, because those things have proven to be useless.

--In addition to verifying how hard the target's shell is and how weak your own scanning equipment is.

Facts have proved that although physical contact will cause some stress changes in this huge one-kilometer-diameter ball, it will not cause dangers such as explosions: the other party does not seem to have the ability to fight back. Therefore, Bingtis and I waited for the scene

After the staff removed the things, they came to the ball confidently. Bingtis even reached out and knocked on the big ball.

Of course there is no sound in a vacuum. I can only see circles of colorful halo where Bingtis' fingers touch the surface of the ball. The halo spreads less than half a meter and then gradually dissipates. I observed carefully and found that this circle

The material on the surface of the ball is really similar to crystals, or uneven glass, and those colorful floating color blocks are actually swimming under this "glass" surface. It feels... like a ball full of

Like hollow glass spheres filled with mutually incompatible oily pigments.

"Huh, it's very hard. It hits like a diamond." Bingtis said as he casually pulled out a knife and cut hard on the surface of the ball, quickly peeling off a thin layer of crystal samples. I didn't stop him.

Her rash action was because the assistant technicians of the working group had previously tried hitting the ball with a metal block weighing half a ton and hundreds of times the speed of sound, as well as other weird "physical damage contact tests". The damage caused at that time was comparable to

Bingtis's visit here is much more serious.

"Look, it's translucent!" Bingtis raised the slice in his hand and looked at the gas cloud core that gave off a dim halo in the distance. "It seems to have a little color, but the color quickly faded after cutting it off, as if

It’s like it’s lost its activity...could the shell of this thing be alive?”

My attention was not on the slices, but on the gap that had just been cut on the surface of the spherical shell next to me. The gap had been completely healed in just a few seconds. And in this case, work

The team members have already reported once.

This unknown sphere can quickly repair itself.

"Previously, the staff used psionic energy to destroy one-tenth of the shell of the sphere, which was quite a large piece, but the gap was also completely healed after three to four seconds." I mentioned this matter and added

Bingtis' attention was attracted, "The wound you made just now also took the same amount of time to repair."

"No matter how big the damage is, it will always take a fixed amount of time to repair it?" Bingtis showed an interesting expression, and then suddenly took half a step back, a strong holy light condensed on his fist, and then hit the ball shell with a straight fist

Above: I couldn't help but tremble when I saw this scene. When I was fighting with her, this guy used this trick a lot!

The high-level goddess's punch, which contained powerful holy light energy and astonishing kinetic energy, was no less powerful than a kinetic energy warhead launched by a warship. At that moment, the colorful spherical shell exploded, bursting out into overwhelming debris and dust.

, before my sight was completely covered by the dust, I saw spiderweb-like cracks spreading from my eyes, and a thought flashed through my mind: "Mom, why do I want this two-hundred-and-five-year-old man next to me?"

Bring it here?!"

"Ah ha, sure enough, we failed to penetrate the enemy's armor - it gets stronger as we go in!" Bingtis casually created a gust of wind, blowing away all the dust and debris in front of us. What appeared in front of us was

A shallow and wide impact crater spread out for hundreds of meters, but was only a few meters deep. Bingtis Mou's powerful punch did not penetrate this weird spherical shell at all, but it was more like peeling an apple.

A layer of skin.

"People from the working group have tried it before." I pulled Bingtis to stop her 250-minute follow-up action. "The outside of the spherical shell is the easiest to damage, and the deeper it goes in, the stronger it becomes. Tavel calculated, if it is to be completely destroyed,

To penetrate this ball, I'm afraid we have to use the Galaxy main gun, and if there are more advanced protection methods in this ball shell, I'm afraid we may even have to find a King's Lander to solve the problem. Don't waste your efforts."

During our conversation, the huge scar that spread over hundreds of meters was also recovering rapidly. At this time, it was completely restored to the same state as before. This thing... used technology that the Empire had never seen before.

.

"If it is man-made, is the technical strength of the manufacturer higher than that of the Empire?" I tried to use my analytical ability to judge the technological content of this thing. "Our scanning equipment cannot even penetrate its three-meter depth. The tower

Weir's best technicians all came, but they were unable to do anything. Now it seems that in addition to the surface material that seems to be very vulnerable, its core also has considerable defensive power... Damn it, what is this sudden strong feeling of pressure?

What's going on?"

Just as I was analyzing this, Shandora's voice suddenly came from the mental connection: "Ajun, maybe it's not like this."

"Ah? What else did you find over there?"

"It wasn't me, it was Ilson who discovered something," Sandora said. "Now we think that this thing may have something to do with the abyss... To be precise, it has something to do with the Gate of the Abyss."

When Shandora finished speaking, Bingtis and I were shocked at the same time. The latter glanced at her right hand with a sad face - the same hand she used to punch the mysterious sphere just now: "Is it possible now?

Do you want to cut off your hand? No... Chen, let's have another fight, I might be infected again..."

I once again deeply doubted why I agreed to bring this two hundred and fifty!

"Sandora, please speak clearly. Bingtis is already preparing to cut off her hand." I calmed down from the initial shock. The reason why I calmed down so quickly was because I knew Shandora: Of course, I also

I didn't feel the breath of the abyss from the big ball in front of me, which was the main reason why I calmed down quickly.

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll wait until she's finished cutting."

Bingtis: "...Do you still want your dry food?"

Can you stop mentioning the word "solid food"? Have you emphasized Sandora's phrase "solid food with the Lord" to this day?

"Well, the situation is like this. Just now 123 checked his world management system again. This time he also searched the background logs that had not been checked before, and then found a log marked as a 'false alarm'" Sandora

Pause the bickering with Bingtis and get down to business. "The log shows that a short period of time before the return of the Fifth Fleet, the world management system detected an opening of the abyss gate, but this alarm only lasted for a moment, and then the world management

The system scanned the alarm area, but found nothing related to the abyss. In the end, the world management system classified the incident as a false alarm and automatically transferred it to the background. Since the entire process lasted very short time, the system did not leave any information at the front desk.

There are no traces of this, and Ilson didn’t notice it when he first checked the logs.”

"Then, the area where the police were called was...here?"

"Bingo! It's a pity that there is no prize." The voice that sounded this time was Lin Xue's voice. "Obviously, the big ball in front of you is probably connected to the abyss, so it is conceivable that conventional measurements are invalid for it, but it is also obvious that the ball itself has no abyss response.

Okay, this is the situation here, you can continue now."

Bingtis and I stared at each other for a long time, and the latter looked at his right hand thoughtfully for a long time: "That means I don't have to cut off my hand for the time being. But I will never touch this thing in the future!"

By the way, Chen, didn't you say that this guy is here to find you? Just have a chat with it, call it and see if it dares to agree."

"Chat, I'm sorry you can figure it out." I shrugged dumbfounded and put one hand on the ball shell next to me. "How do you ask me to chat with a ball? The only talking ball I know in my life is Bi.

Boru, why don't you bring him over to see if this thing is his long-lost second uncle?"

"Sleep ended, signal source detected, user identity is being verified..."

"Bingtis, what did you just say?" I looked at Sister Bing who was walking in circles curiously, and she was stunned: "Ah?"

"Sleep ended or something?" I touched the back of my head. "Didn't you speak just now?"

Bingtis shrugged inexplicably: "That's probably what the ball said."

When the female gangster said this, she was probably just talking nonsense, but I was stunned for a moment: because I thought this shit might be true! When I thought of this, I immediately looked at the slightly curved figure next to me.

The spherical shell, this hard shell like frosted glass, looked the same as before. A few centimeters below its surface, the colorful colors were still moving slowly. I tried to put my hand where it was just now.

, however this time, there was no strange voice in my mind.

"Hey, is it really what this ball just said?" Bingtis looked at my actions strangely, and I waved to her: "Stop talking, I'm concentrating."

I said I was concentrating, but I didn't know what to do. The voice in my head just now came very suddenly and was out of my control. I don't know which previous action suddenly caused the reaction of this sphere. Naturally, it was more

There was no way to repeat that action. I could only put my hands where they were before, holding back the veins on my forehead and exerting force.

"Looking at your expression, you must be having difficulty giving birth." The only function of Bingtis, this useless guy next to her, is to make sarcastic remarks and irritate people - especially after she decided not to touch this ball of unknown origin and possibly related to the abyss.

"What were you thinking about when you heard the sound just now? Maybe that's the key."

Well, in addition to the sarcastic remarks, this female gangster seemed to be able to say something meaningful: She felt that maybe something I had thought about before could resonate with this ball. This sounds mysterious, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

Maybe, after all, isn’t the inexplicable connection between this ball and me a mysterious thing in itself?

"What was I thinking about just now?" I searched my recent memory for "Bibolu?"

No response.

"Bi Bolu, his second uncle?"

Of course, there was still no response.

"Is Biberu a talking ball?"

This time Bingtis reacted: "Can you please stop mentioning that ball that scares the hell out of every football match?"

"Okay, I was just thinking about how to chat with this ball..."

"The signal source has been detected again and the user identity is being verified. Please do not interrupt the connection." An abrupt voice appeared in his mind again: neither male nor female, electronically synthesized, like the simulated robot accent in an old-fashioned science fiction film.

Same.

Me: "...Did you hear that? The ball spoke again just now. It told me not to let go."

Bingtis couldn't hear this voice, so she blinked in confusion, and then nodded clearly: "It seems that the key word is chat? Isn't this thing a walkie-talkie?"

"The user identity verification has passed, and it is confirmed that it has arrived at the recipient. The receipt report is being sent back... Error, the return failed, and the initial station cannot be contacted. Implement the second plan: directly lift the protection layer. Please pay attention to the recipient to avoid fragments...

…”

If I still couldn't understand what was going on at this time, then my brain could basically be returned to the factory, so I immediately grabbed Bingtis's arm and ran out, but my reaction was still a step slower, because we were surrounded by

The crystalline spherical shell close at hand was already covered with cracks, and it spread and expanded rapidly at an alarming speed. In an instant, dazzling light burst out from all the cracks, and the next second, only the cracked ones were visible.

Countless crystal fragments and Bingtis’s surprised eyes appeared.
To be continued...