Time passed bit by bit, and the atmosphere at the base became more and more depressing. At first, some people couldn't bear their anxiety, and they all wondered why 10086 hadn't come back yet.
But when three hours passed, no one spoke, and the bridge was completely silent.
10086 has not come back yet.
On the light screen, the signal data of 0179 was dazzlingly red. Seeing its degree of fusion soaring, it was like a noose around the neck was tightening little by little. Everyone felt breathless!
The crew member in charge of the data finally couldn't resist the increasingly suffocating pressure and said in a trembling voice: "Report! The fusion of 0179 has exceeded 80%!"
The chief of staff stood up and said: "We can't wait any longer. There must be a sudden change over there at 10086. My subordinates request to go out to fight! We still have an inanimate body, and we have another chance!"
The combat minister stood up with a snap: "You are a civilian, how can you get your turn in the battle? Captain, I will go! I am the most powerful person here..."
The chief of staff interrupted him unceremoniously: "Use your brain! The upper limit of inanimate bodies is there. The combat power of 10086 is limited. How can you be stronger than him?"
"The current situation cannot be solved by combat power. 10086 must have encountered a very complicated situation. I have the best brain and no one is more suitable than me."
The chief of staff calmed down and decided to tell a joke to lighten the atmosphere: "Besides, the risks are high, and we don't have much time. It's time to use the remaining heat."
The Minister of War opened his mouth to speak, but all the words were blocked in his throat and no words came out.
The captain knew his companion's character and was silent for a moment before he said calmly: "You must have other plans, let's tell them all together!"
The smile on the Chief of Staff's face flashed away, but then he said solemnly: "After I go there, no matter whether it succeeds or not, I will find a way to send the news back. But if the news is not sent back, then we have all sacrificed. But we still have
There’s one chance.”
"Remember the seeds we had before?"
The captain suddenly realized: "The one who failed in [Advent]? Yes, he is also nearby. Are we entering his dream?"
The chief of staff shook his head: "No! Let's re-implant the seeds into him, and then activate [Advent] again!"
The captain did not refute, but asked: "Can it succeed?"
"Very low." The chief of staff said solemnly: "We have failed before, indicating that its carrying capacity is not enough. But this is our last chance. If we are lucky enough to succeed, then we can still compete for [Underworld], yes, at that time
[Yellow Spring] should be successfully integrated."
The Minister of War said coldly: "No one can compete with me when it comes to fighting!"
"It really has to be you." The Chief of Staff suddenly asked: "Captain, if he also fails, what are you going to do?"
The captain's face was as dark as water: "What do you want to say?"
"If, what I mean is if, we all fail." The chief of staff suddenly grinned and sighed: "Then we have failed, and we will fail forever. If that's the case, I have an idea, it's better to detonate and kill.
Original."
The captain was stunned and asked repeatedly: "Detonate the killing element?"
The chief of staff's eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one and swept across the entire bridge hall.
In the battleship hall, there were only a few crew members, and a quarter of the positions were not filled.
His tone was sad and sentimental: "Captain, there are only so many people left."
"There was a time when hatred resounded here, there was a time when faith was blazing here, the noise was loud and the lights were on, and the engines roared deafeningly. We vowed to kill all enemies and betrayers and take back everything that belongs to us, even if we travel across the entire universe!"
"But now, it's so empty and desolate, just like a cemetery. The vacant positions are like graves. These light curtains that will never be turned on again are their tombstones. You see
They are so neat and tidy, just like when they were alive."
"The remaining people are still holding on, but they are just monster ghosts wandering in the cemetery, waiting for rest and sleep."
"It's been hundreds of years, and the Base is getting old. How many times can it survive magnetic pole storms?"
Everyone looked grim. The base's hull was already mottled and rusty, just like the dark brown and saggy skin of an old man. Every year, some areas in the battleship were permanently closed due to unrepaired faults. Just like organs that had been working for a lifetime, their functions were constantly declining.
, no one knows which day it will suddenly stop functioning completely.
"But we have no time. As long as [Underworld] is here, we can never go back."
Someone stammered: "But, but, detonating the killing source will trigger a dream tidal natural disaster..."
"That's right."
Instead, the Chief of Staff calmed down, chuckled, and relaxed his tense body. He drew a big circle with his hands on his chest, and his tone became very brisk: "The tide of dreams will pull everyone who falls asleep into the dream.
We are fighting here, and [Underworld] will eliminate everyone in the dream. Isn’t it time to avenge us? The only regret is that more people died."
Everyone stared at him blankly.
Under the light, the chief of staff was still so graceful, and the smile on his face was still so friendly, but he was exuding indescribable excitement and nervousness. The dark and rich shadows on the floor twisted and changed with his body movements,
Like a crazy and dangerous monster.
The captain was very calm: "I understand. Let's go."
"yes!"
The chief of staff didn't waste any time and entered the consciousness transmission channel. A dull regret arose in his heart, but it was a pity that he could not say goodbye to the crew chief.
"Transmission completed!"
The bridge fell into silence again.
The Minister of War was obviously frightened by the last crazy plan, and his expression was a little unnatural: "People who are too smart like to think wildly."
The captain laughed.
Suddenly the crew member in charge of the data exclaimed: "0179 mutates faster! Oh my god, it's too fast! Breaking through 90%! 91%, 92%..."
His screams were mixed with cries.
The bridge hall was in chaos, and no one could sit still. They gathered on the light screen and watched the scarlet numbers beating crazily, and finally calmed down.
Beneath him is a throne made of piles of corpses. In front of him are countless blood surges. Mountains of corpses are floating in the vast sea of blood, with no end in sight.
The sky echoed with a powerful and deep voice.
"Being born by swallowing thousands of souls, conquering the sea of blood, the king of world destruction, only Apocalypse can..."
Looking down at the sea of blood and the mountain of corpses, he could only feel his blood boiling, his fighting spirit burning, and a strong impulse of destruction surging in his chest.
The sound suddenly stopped, and the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of him disappeared.
A line of subtitles popped up in the field of view.
"Attention, a dream was found nearby, and [Lord of Destruction] was activated. Is it contaminated?"
Pollution? What pollution?
Before he could figure it out, another blinding red prompt box popped up in his field of vision.
"The current danger level is a nightmare! [Lord of Destruction] is turned off, [Cute Protection] is triggered, and the mimicry model is being calculated. After calculation, start mimicry, ten, nine, eight..."
Snapped!
His body tensed and his vision returned to normal. Hey, where are he? A pink curtain came into view. This is Sister Jasmine's room.
He said to himself: "Sister Jasmine?"
"Who am I? Abu, Dazhong, Erming? None of them..."
His mind was buzzing and he was a little confused. He seemed to hear a voice just now. What is cute protection?
"Cute protection is a defense method established by utilizing the protective instinct of biological genes against juvenile organisms. By changing its own image and voice, it disguises itself as a juvenile organism, releases non-aggressive signals to the outside world, and stimulates the maternal love of biological targets.
, protective desire.”
So now I am... a neotenic creature?
As soon as this doubt came to his mind, a little cat man appeared in front of his eyes.
The little cat is only about 20 centimeters tall, with a tiger-like head, soft and fluffy hair, clearly visible cat patterns, and two erect cat ears. Sitting on the box in confusion, he is indescribably cute.
. He felt that the softest part of his heart was touched, and he wished he could hold this cute little cat in his arms and rub that furry head!
His eyes suddenly widened in fear, wait, this, is this him?
Are you a cat person? And you have a tail?
What about the promised King of Destruction? The promised war in all directions, mountains of corpses and seas of blood? The promised endless killing and bloodthirsty? Why is it a kitten man? There is a kitten man with a fluffy tail?
What is in danger? Where is the danger?
No! I want to destroy! I want to kill! I am the most powerful virus in the world, an invincible devil, Jie Jie Jie Jie...
With murderous intent surging in his chest, he was ready for a big fight!
Having swallowed so many viruses and experienced so many fights, his soul has been soaked in blood, and his consciousness is a patchwork of evil. Ah, he wants to turn this colorful and vivid world into a boundless sea of blood, making this vast
The sky is filled with endless wails all year round.
He wants to start a war! Kill all living creatures!
Ah, that kind of refreshing feeling, just imagining it, was like an electric current running through his body, and he clenched his fists in excitement.
The corner of his eye fell on his fist, and his eyes froze. He saw a furry, clenched fist with cat paws. It was pink and actually looked a little cute...
He shivered and subconsciously hid his fists behind his back.
Damn it! I actually feel a little cute... How could I have such terrible thoughts?
What about blood? What about destruction? What about killing? What about evil? These are the only things that match your temperament!
No! It can’t go on like this!
He decided to get up and start his evil and bloody journey! The destruction will start from this lovely farm, Jie Jie Jie Jie!
Um?
He was motionless, failed to get up, and his butt seemed to be stuck with strong glue.
He lowered his head and pulled at his furry, pink and elastic cat butt, and found a neat and perfect weld. The cat's eye hole was shocked, and his butt... was actually welded to the iron sheet!
What kind of evil person did this? A tall and terrifying figure appeared in his mind, that was...Sister Jasmine!
Strong guilt and fear instantly dominated his body. He licked his lips nervously and racked his brains to remember why Sister Jasmine welded herself to the iron sheet. Did she not finish her homework... Wait!
He remembered that the iron sheet was a high-explosive mine! He was welded to three boxes of high-explosive mines!
It turns out that this is a dangerous situation! It’s too dangerous...
The kitten man looked frightened and almost cried.
