Getting out of the car, Michelle straightened her clothes and walked towards the reception hall of Hamilton Airport.
There were not many people in the reception hall, and it was deserted. Only the large screen above still displayed the spacecraft's travel schedule.
At the bottom of the flight chart, there is a row of small red letters.
"Feiyu 13 resumes takeoff."
Shen Yi's guess was correct. After the Jupiter separatists left Krusgen, the no-fly order was terminated.
Michelle came to the ticket collection window.
The conductor scanned Michelle's identity chip and said: "Don Michelle, you have booked a ticket for Feiyu No. 13."
"Yes."
"Please take it, here is your ticket."
Michelle took the ticket and was slightly stunned: "I booked the ordinary cabin, but the one you gave me was the VIP cabin."
"Yes sir, the ordinary cabins have been cancelled, and all ordinary cabins have been upgraded to VIP cabins."
"I don't understand, why is this?"
The conductor replied: "There are not enough passengers. Many customers who booked tickets have refunded their tickets. It's not like the previous incidents."
"You mean..." Michelle threw a cigarette to the conductor.
The conductor took it, sniffed it first, and then nodded and said: "Authentic hand-rolled cigarettes from Sirsey Farm, good stuff."
Michelle took this when she stole the car. For the sake of the cigarette, and there was no one in the reception hall, the conductor replied:
"The Narga spaceport incident. Everyone can see that those guys want to leave Crusgan. The direction of the Rover is Tatooine, and the Flying Fish 13 is also heading to Tatooine. You know, no one wants to touch it. Go to those separatists."
Michelle understood that although the Galactic Empire had lifted the no-fly order, the attack on Narga Spaceport had made most people afraid to take a spaceship to Tatooine.
"So Feiyu upgrades ordinary class passengers to VIP class? Give some discounts to those passengers who are still willing to take the ship?"
"Discount? That bitch Sheryl wouldn't be so generous." The receptionist laughed: "The upgrade to the ordinary cabin was because the ordinary cabin was modified. Due to the loss of a large number of passengers, that bitch Sheryl wanted to I made money and took over a government business."
"what business?"
The conductor shook his head: "Transporting prisoners, a group of extremely vicious prisoners."
"Let the prisoners sit in the same boat with us?" Michelle frowned.
"Yeah, so I suggest you take it easy, man...if you want to give up, I can give you a refund for the sake of this cigarette."
"No, thank you. I have an urgent need to go to Tatooine, and I don't plan to change my plans for the time being." Michelle took out the box of cigarettes, threw it to the conductor, and left.
The conductor was very satisfied and shouted to his back: "A generous person will be rewarded!"
Michelle didn't think this was a good thing.
With a frown on his face, he hurriedly left the reception hall and began searching for information about the transportation of prisoners.
Sure enough, he found an inconspicuous piece of news.
A group of about 3,000 prisoners will be exiled to Tatooine.
In the interstellar age, unless they are serious crimes such as treason and separatism, the death penalty has been abolished for most crimes. Instead, they are exiled to deserted areas, colonized planets, and engaged in heavy manual labor that cannot be replaced by robots.
As a semi-developed colonial planet, Tatooine is a penal colony for criminals. It is filled with all kinds of interstellar criminals, and all kinds of violence are performed every day, and the source of the violence is these prisoners being transported.
A group of prisoners suddenly appeared on Feiyu No. 13. What did this mean to him?
In the past, Michelle would not have considered this issue.
But now, he is alone and must face various complex problems alone, and every small change may lead to unpredictable consequences.
This forced him to treat it with caution.
He has followed Shen Yi for a long time, and has gradually become accustomed to some of Shen Yi's ways of thinking.
So I quickly realized that this was definitely not good news for me.
Feiyu 13 was originally an ordinary passenger spacecraft and did not have much warning power of its own.
But after adding 3,000 prisoners, the Feiyu will definitely improve its internal security capabilities.
This means that Michelle may face more enemies than previously expected.
"What a damn accident!" Michelle cursed.
At this point, Michel could only hope that these prisoners would not affect his plans.
Well, speaking of plans, Michelle suddenly realized that she didn't actually have a feasible plan to seize the spaceship. What should she do?
He felt a headache.
It would be nice if the chief was here...
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Maddening silence.
Dead space is like space without stars, more desolate than desolate and more void than nothingness.
Shen Yi didn't know how long time had passed, but it felt so long.
At first, he struggled to find a way to escape.
But he soon discovered that in this absolute nothingness, he could not use his strength, and he could not use his wisdom.
So he began to calm himself down, telling himself that his friends would not give up on him and they would definitely come to save him.
He decided to wait.
The long waiting time was a bit boring. In order to determine the time, Shen Yi counted the ticks by himself.
But soon, the numbers became confusing.
At this time, Shen Yi felt a little irritable in his heart.
However, he knew that time flowed at a different speed in dreams, so he had to wait patiently, and irritability was the biggest enemy of patience.
So he started counting again.
Later, when he counted to forty-six thousand three hundred and eighty-four times, he finally gave up completely.
If measured in seconds, that's almost twelve hours.
Shen Yi knew that there was a kind of confinement in military camps or prisons, which was a dark room.
It is said that this is an extremely terrifying mental torture. Even if it is locked up for only three days, it can make people shed tears of pain. Even the most tenacious people cannot survive it. If it lasts longer, they may even die.
In this space, Shen Yi will not age, starve, or die.
So he is destined to have only one ending - mental breakdown.
Shen Yi didn't know how long he could last, but he knew that even as an adventurer, he would not be able to compete with time.
Sooner or later, this dead world will destroy him, numb his nerves, and destroy his will.
At this time, Shen Yi finally felt panic in his heart.
He became anxious.
Anxiety is like a seed that sprouts in the heart and grows rapidly.
He shouted in the void and called desperately, but he got no response.
He wanted to initiate communication and connect with any existence that could be connected, including the girl in white who had helped him countless times and could make all impossible things possible. As long as she was willing to take herself away from this damn world, even if she let him go He can also accept the attack on the Supreme Council.
All of this was met with no response.
The long wait and endless emptiness are like the nutrients of anxiety, breeding the crazy soul in Shen Yi's heart.
At this time, Shen Yi finally entered a state of hysterical madness.
He shouted loudly and even kept attacking himself, but found that he couldn't even hurt himself. Even if he wanted to hit the wall, he couldn't find the wall, and if he wanted to run, he couldn't find the ground.
He just kept falling!
Shen Yi began to despair.
At this time, he became quiet instead.
He suddenly felt that this was a good thing.
For a long time, in the world of the bloody city, I have been fighting, planning, fighting again, planning again, calculating the gains and losses, but there has never been a moment to let my heart rest.
Maybe, now, the mind can rest.
So he drifted and fell like that, looking at the endless dark void, but he began to think about it endlessly in his mind.
He was thinking about everything that had happened around him.
First, I want to enter the city.
I remember it since I was a child.
Many memories that had been forgotten by him miraculously appeared at this time, such as the good times of childhood, the first kiss, wishes, the longing for a better future, the first setback in life, etc., etc., etc. Memories surfaced one after another.
Then he began to think about what he would do after entering the city.
Is there room for further improvement in those past battles?
What mistakes has he made and why? How could they be avoided?
Then he began to wonder what would happen if he went out?
How to face the pursuit of the Galactic Empire? And Edmund's great prophecy?
Thinking of going out, his heart became anxious again.
Shen Yi felt sad all over, and every nerve seemed to be beating, telling him the tremendous suffering he was enduring.
So a new round of madness and hysteria began again.
Shen Yi continued to shout, yell, punch and kick in the void.
The remaining trace of reason in his heart told him that he could not go on like this, as the terror caused by madness would completely destroy him.
He must find something to do and think about, that is the best way to calm himself.
So he stopped going crazy and started thinking.
This time he no longer recalled, but began to think about how to combine his abilities.
He began to recombine his abilities and find new ways to use them and combat techniques.
He constantly conceives, disassembles, and studies every ability he possesses, looking for possible combinations.
He realized that what Jade Bird said was right. His professional development was indeed uneven. Not to mention that his spear skills were still limited, and even his off-hand skills were not really used.
Maybe I should find some cheap and good off-hand skills to use.
Well, just like the original Van Helsing.
Yes, Van Helsing's off-hand skills are not only off-hand skills, but also combo skills. Combo skills like this require extremely high skills but relatively low investment requirements.
Isn’t that what suits you?
Fortunately, I still know what combo skills are available in the city, as long as I find the skills suitable for one-handed use.
Why not try this combination here first?
Shen Yi did it as soon as he thought of it.
He experimented repeatedly, punching and kicking in the void, studying the direction of improving his combat skills and fighting strength, and also studying the use of it in conjunction with his own profession.
But soon, he once again fell into spiritual desolation.
Even if the research is completed, so what?
Still can’t get out?
The uncontrollable decadent thoughts in my heart grew again.
Shen Yi fell into madness again.
The craziness is much better this time.
After a round of venting with crazy shouts and calls, Shen Yi regained consciousness again.
He told himself that research was about waiting, and during this long period of imprisonment, patience and calmness were the magic weapons for his victory.
So he entered a new round of research.
This time he began to study the combat mode of the entire team and how to further improve himself...
The mind wanders back and forth between madness and reason.
There will always be a period of time when Shen Yi will fall into uncontrollable hysteria, but then he will be pulled back with his strong will and reason, and he will find a new direction of exploration.
After studying the team's combat ideas, start studying the enemy.
After studying the enemy, start studying the city.
After studying the city, start exploring the rules.
After studying the rules, I began to think about the composition of the universe and the philosophy of life.
However, these studies were very complicated, so he began to try to develop his own three-dimensional image memory. This was his talent and allowed him to enhance his memory ability in any aspect.
There had been very few times before when he had actually done something with this memory.
But now, this memory has become his last magic weapon.
Shen Yi began to try to turn his sea of consciousness into a computer.
He imagines something, inputs it, generates reactions, and gives results.
Then continue to input new data, generate new reactions, and give new results.
This is an experiment that is repeated with right and wrong.
In the beginning, Shen Yi was always wrong.
The brain is not a computer after all.
But gradually, Shen Yi discovered that with the long period of utilization, his thinking speed and utilization ability were increasing and expanding.
He can partition his memory, something he couldn't do before.
But now he can, he can divide the memory into several areas, just like a hard disk.
Whatever memories are stored in this disk, and whatever memories are stored in that disk, extract them when you need to use them.
This division was very vague at first, but became increasingly clear later.
So Shen Yi started to use one of the partitions to time the clock.
He didn't know how much time had passed before, but at least from now on, he had to keep time.
He wanted to know how long he had survived in this void space when he walked out.
Yes, get out there!
This is the obsession Shen Yi established for himself.
People must have a goal in life, even if this goal is impossible, it is like a bright light, guiding you in the darkness, allowing you to move forward, and making you never give up.
Just like for adventurers in the city, entering the Tower of Babel and returning to their home planet is their obsession, getting out of this dead sky is also Shen Yi's obsession for himself.
He anesthetized himself and firmly believed that he would be able to get out.
By the time the first timer officially ran out, he had already suffered nine mental breakdowns, one of which he almost never recovered from.
But with the formal establishment of memory partitions, Shen Yi found that the intervals between his mental breakdowns had significantly lengthened.
So Shen Yi began to prepare to modify his brain's computing power.
If the memory partition is the hard disk, then the computing power is the CPU.
Shen Yi tried to extract memories from each memory partition and then combined them arbitrarily.
The result is confusing.
This original CPU was not even as good as the Xiaobawang game console.
But Shen Yi didn't give up.
He was stubborn and refused to admit defeat, recalculating every data and deriving numbers again and again.
He studied mathematics in his mind and used his own memory partition to record various data. It is said that the mathematician Hua Luogeng can answer the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of any number of digits in one second. Shen Yi soon discovered that he could also reach this point, and even Do better than the other party.
As a result, the operations began to become organized, clear, and gradually became efficient.
So slowly, the CPU began to be upgraded.
Every day... if there is every day, countless pictures and information flash in Shen Yi's mind.
Those events that had happened were combined at will by him, Xie Rongjun fought with Professor X, Zeus turned into a beauty, Hera had a threesome with Bumblebee Megatron, Hong Lang had sex with King Kong...
These countless intricate contents formed one game-like picture after another, and Shen Yi himself wandered among them and participated in various processes.
He imagines complex changes and then solves them.
He is very strict with himself. Even if his calculations are even slightly slower, he will judge himself as a failure.
Then everything starts from scratch.
In an unprecedented way, he calculated the possible direction of each incident, calculated its consequences and the most reasonable response method.
This is a game so complex that one can play it forever.
Shen Yi had a great time playing.
As a result, his ability to image, remember, and think has grown rapidly.
If digital display is used, then at least in terms of three-dimensional image memory, Shen Yi is already at the MAX level, right?
No, it just exploded and broke through the sky.
But Shen Yi finally got tired of this kind of game.
At this time, the numbers in the timing partition showed that he had been living in this space for twenty years.
So he started making new games.
A game about the growth history of a bloody city.
He inputted the known clues, assembled an imperfect model, and then began to fill in the content freely, creating an urban history of his own imagination, and writing rules based on this history.
He analyzed the Qures people, analyzed humans, analyzed the various situations that may arise during the contact between the two beings, and based on these situations, analyzed the rules that Qures might choose when the system was first established.
Due to lack of most data and too much imagination, Shen Yi built urban models one after another.
In some models, bloody cities have been destroyed by the Zerg more than a hundred times.
In some models, Bloody City is still dominated by the Quires, and the Supreme Council is just a cover.
In some models, the girl in white is the final BOSS of the Zerg.
In some models...
Countless models, countless possibilities.
Another twenty years have passed.
Eventually Shen Yi got tired of it again.
He's tired of the city, tired of his opponents, tired of all analysis.
So he began to study the Force.
Since this space is composed of the Force of the Sith Emperor, it must be able to be studied.
He began to try to feel and feel what Ahsoka said was the response from the Force.
At first, there was no response.
But Shen Yi did not give up.
The long wait made him realize that his greatest capital now is time, and only time.
So he insisted on constantly feeling, thinking, and analyzing.
One day, certain fragments in his memory collided unintentionally, and a new possibility was born.
Shen Yi decided to experiment with this possibility.
So he just lay there quietly, doing nothing and thinking about nothing.
In this deathly loneliness, it is like an eternal sleeper.
Just like Pangu before the creation of heaven.
He didn't know how long he slept.
Until in this endless darkness, a faint light quietly rose.
Shen Yi opened his eyes and looked at the light.
The light was very weak, but to Shen Yi, it was still a bit dazzling.
He squinted his eyes, but his mood was unfazed.
He knew that the light was not for nothing, it must be the efforts of his partners to save him.
What are they called?
Shen Yi couldn't remember.
He opened the long-dusted memory partition and found his partner's name.
Wen Wen, Hong Lang, King Kong, Zhou Yiyu, and Fatty Luo Hao.
It's them……
He had been looking forward to this light for countless years, and in his countless analyses, this was one of the possibilities of escape.
It's strange, when this light appeared, he thought he would be excited.
Why are you so calm?
Is there even a feeling of reluctance to leave?
Yes.
Over the long years, he has gradually adapted to this place.
So, when the moment of freedom really arrived, Shen Yi felt at a loss.
Why didn't I take this feeling into account?
It seems that this CPU still needs to be upgraded.
But if you want to upgrade, you have to stay here.
At that moment, Shen Yi felt more and more unwilling to leave.
Fortunately, the memories of freedom in another memory partition told him that leaving here is the best choice. His current thoughts are just a necessity after assimilation.
Yes, I am not crazy, but I am gradually assimilated.
In the process of feeling the force.
If he continues, maybe one day he will completely become a part of the dark space, and then he will truly possess these force powers.
He is the Force, and the Force is him.
This awakening allowed him to grasp the origin of the Force.
This is good.
This is enough.
It's time to leave.
Shen Yi sighed and looked at the faint light in the distance again.
He worked hard and flew towards the bright light.
By this time, he was already able to control his body.
No more falling!
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