MTL - Imperfections-Chapter 128 After the heartbeat comes to itself!

"Natural wormholes are not artificial transition points. They are very unstable. At present, people's research on them is not thorough. I read your report. The logic of the theoretical framework is generally fine, but experiments are not equal to theory. Any one of you is in mathematics. Any neglected variable in the formula can be fatal in the experiment. "

"According to the idea, you may be able to fix this passage, or it may have the opposite effect, causing the space to collapse, maybe die, or may fall into an unknown state of life, might as well die, are you ready to be psychologically prepared? "

The expedition was about to enter the wormhole area, and Lu Bixing's admonitions were still there.

The star expedition and the guards escorting them showed up in any place, but it was a huge one, but they were thrown into this unknown place, but like a group of little ants, rolling the leaves trembling as a ship, plunging into the vortex. In the sea.

"The equipment energy response temperature is too high-"

"Understand," Mint said, "Activate the precooler."

"Cooling pipe progress ... 6% ... 45% ... 99% ... ready."

"You guys, the psychological feeling is not the same as last time." The expedition leader's voice sounded in the communication channel. "Last time, there was nothing to prepare for. We just got into it and didn't feel anything. Instead, this time, don't Seeing that I have done a few years of theoretical research and upgraded the equipment, it seems to be fully prepared, but the liver is still a little trembling. "

Another player said, "Normal, the ignorant is fearless."

"Enter the wormhole area for a 120-second warning, start the countdown," the captain paused. "Are all the wills ready?"

"Even if Dao doesn't have any legacy, what is left? What is the original?

"I'm full and I'm not hungry. I don't even have to say goodbye."

Mint was a girl who didn't talk much and did not join the discussion. She last checked the channel-opening device-her testament was backed up in the expedition's laboratory. If there was an accident, the computer would automatically transfer it to the computer 10 months later. Lu Bixing and her three classmates are her only loved ones.

The content of the testament is very simple, just one sentence: "I can't go back, sorry."

This "I'm sorry" has been in her heart for many years, accompanied by day and night, as she walked through her adolescence until she grew up.

The four of them experienced a lot of things. Huang Jingyi devoted himself to anti-missile research that seemed to see no dawn for 10,000 years. Fighting chickens joined the army, and White entered the engineering department. Only Mint chose the "Interstellar Expedition." "Squad" is an unpopular and dangerous occupation. She wants to go deeper and deeper into the universe to see, with the hope that the grand starlight can dispel the humility of mortals.

On the day of the accident, Saturday actually contacted the Engineering Department. For so many years, she was always thinking that if she could be patient with him and observe more carefully, maybe he could see that he was wrong.

Maybe ... if that person wasn't Saturday, she might have asked one more. But the pursued girl is escorted by her elders, and the pursuers who run after her are always arrogant and arrogant, like to give him a look of impatience, like to watch him scratch his ears.

If she can mature a bit and learn not to bring her personal feelings into business, she will find out in time and warn Saturday that everything will not happen?

Before leaving, President Lu even deliberately called her aside and told her that it was too late to regret it. Seeing her obsessiveness, she also ordered her to take a bunch of safety precautions.

No one accuses her, but she can't always face herself.

At this moment, the colleague exclaimed, Mint turned back, looked up, and saw that the space they were in started to distort, as if walking through a deformed magnifying glass. Soon, everything around began to turn into slow motion. Jiali should have sounded a violent change of energy alarm, but faintly saw the alarm light turned on, but could not hear the sound, the communication channel was disconnected across the line, imitation of the gravity field failure, Mint found himself floating, and connected to the cabin door in advance. With a tight band, holding her in a certain area, she opened her eyes wide and heard her slow heartbeat--

The last time they ran through the wormhole, due to lack of preparation, they basically fainted as soon as they entered. When they woke up, they faced mechs that almost turned into broken copper. Fortunately, they all wore spacesuits at that time, otherwise Cosmic rays and air pressure can make them go back and forth.

This time, the situation is much slower, at least Mint's consciousness is sober.

She couldn't feel her body, she felt that the mech had fallen apart, raised her head, and she saw an eco-cabin passing quickly with her, heading for their way, glanced at Mint, and subconsciously remembered The model and number on the eco-cabin are shown.

Then, the space stretched infinitely, shrinking into a very small point in the distance. Her field of vision can penetrate the past, looking in the direction of infinity, there seem to be countless convex lenses floating there, and there are some on each "mirror" The familiar pictures flashed—Beijing Beta Star, the first terrible base of the Freedom Corps in the Eighth Galaxy ... and her own young face.

After more than ten years, the girl met the young explorer of today, sweeping lightly, and then turned her head again, saying something about Saturday love on the communication screen.

"Stop him!" Mint shouted desperately to the young girl. "Tell him General Turan is about to blow up the jump point, don't touch anything, don't pick up any communications, he will regret it! It will kill many people!"

However, the turbulent flow of time and space in the wormhole can not shake the cause and effect theory. She saw her past through the twisted time, but the two space and time passing by cannot produce an intersection.

"Don't hang up! Please!"

The staggered space and time finally left her relentlessly, and the "convex mirror" went further and further, and finally turned into a small point with a large needle tip.

Facts are facts, time and space will bend, but one's life is a one-way line.

What has happened, nothing can change.

"Boom", the dazzling light burst out, and Mint's feet suddenly landed on the mech, and she was severely dragged back into place by the seat belt.

Mint stunned for a while, realizing that they passed through the wormhole area alive, she felt that her vision was not right, only to find that she did not know when, and she was in tears.

There were more than one crying, everyone who was lucky enough to stay conscious was foolish.

For a moment, Mint suddenly discovered that everyone who was alive was bitter and burdened, and they would cry and runny when they passed by the old days-even if they carried the curiosity of all humanity, walking in a rush of blood And the path of life full of great sailing spirit, everyone looks so energetic.

However, in the active area of ​​the wormhole, they did not have a long time to clean up their emotions. There was a murmur in the communication channel, and then the captain heard the dumb throat to organize repairs. Looking through the spiritual network, their expeditionary team shrank. A lot.

"What's the matter?" Mint took off the helmet of the space suit and wiped his face quickly. "Why are we all left?"

"Time and space are chaotic," the colleague replied, "It should be involved in other places, but I hope not far-can the internal communication be repaired, can I find a way to get back in touch with them?"

"Sufficiently, there are no transition points here, and remote communications cannot be constructed ... Beep ... the signal is always disturbing ..."

"Captain," Mint said, "the wormhole channel we just passed did not disappear immediately, and the field fluctuations were still stable. Did our experiment succeed? Can we now try to send a signal to the base of Qixingxing?"

The captain has not had time to answer.

"Wait a minute, my mech seems to be alerting," the driver of the next mech suddenly interrupted everyone's chatter. "Look, what's that?"

The expedition carefully braked and found a huge starship wreckage not far away, surrounded by numerous small mech fragments, spinning quietly, like a space cemetery.

Mint quickly locked the wreckage with a military recorder and searched for useful information. After a moment, an image was enlarged several times, and a line of words on the wreckage jumped into her eyes: "Quiet ... Yuan ...?"

The star's command center is also very nervous, because the expedition signal disappeared for a week, and suddenly received intermittent messages, but it was completely unintelligible. There was a male voice, a female voice, and a simple voice. It cannot be decoded.

The engineering department blasted the pan.

"Let Zhanlu come," Lu Bixing received the message in the middle of the night, hurried to it, glanced at the garbled, "It should be several pieces of information mixed together, it may be caused by the distortion of time and space, or it may be the expedition through the wormhole Were separated. "

"Received." Only Zhan Lu in the form of a manipulator directly took up a circle of supercomputers in the command center, and quickly concluded, "According to the law of information decoding, there should be three pieces of information. The basic content is similar, and they all report that they passed through safely. Wormhole, but separated from some companions, the third message in the garbled seems to have some content, which is being decoded, wait ... "

The unstable signal screamed, and then disconnected. Zhanlu was silent for a while: "Decoding completed-Miss Mint reported that the ruins of the starship Jingyuan were found near the landing site."

The "Jingyuan" was the starship Lin Jingheng took when he returned from the Silver Fortress to Votor, and was blown up when he passed near the heart of the rose.

Unarmed starships will not go deep enough even if they are forced to bypass the restricted area.

Zhanlu's calm voice sounded at the command center: "If unknown gravitational effects can be ruled out, this may mean that Miss Mint is very close to the first galaxy."

In the sixth galaxy, the space prison is getting closer and closer to its destination, and the automatic artificial energy tower surrounding the asteroid has already entered a dormant state.

"You know, it's not just us who care about revolutions, but also quietness, right?" Dr. Harden said.

Lin Jingheng took the design drawing of the space prison, looked at the mark, and said without raising his head, "I'm afraid she won't come."

In fourteen years, Lin Jinglian didn't dare to approach him half a step. On the one hand, he probably didn't know how to face him. On the other hand, Lin Jingheng, as a person who could survive the explosion of the transition point, did something unexpected. Things are not uncommon. In case he "recovers memory" and gives him a little leverage, he will be able to climb up. The place where he is kept must be completely isolated and impeccable.

"If she doesn't come, who do I send the signal to? I hope that it will be randomly transmitted to the antenna of someone who loves others and let me call the police?" Lin Jingheng sneered, "I have no luck at all."

Dr. Harden stopped talking.

Lin Jingheng reduced the design back to the personal terminal on his wrist: "As long as your old timer is easy to use."

The core ecosystem of the Space Prison is located in a mountainous area more than 500 kilometers away from the experimental base, and maintenance personnel perform routine maintenance between the two places every ten days through a special railcar.

The rail car was quietly parked in the platform, and a service door next to the platform was gently opened a slit. Lin Jingheng glanced out and squeezed the shield gently-Dr. Harden's five-year work, Disguised as a necklace hanging around his neck, the aesthetic is a mystery, but fortunately powerful. It can interfere with monitoring and opium chips within 20 meters in diameter for five seconds. The opium chips can improve people's five senses and physical fitness many times. Above "three generations" can even sense infrared rays. Lin Jingheng needs a tool that can hide himself Five seconds is enough for him.

The monitoring was blinded briefly, Lin Jingheng immediately got out of the service door, pry open the back door and went in. He just entered the front foot, a group of maintenance workers also got on the rail car, talked and laughed, quite quiet for a long time. After passing the toilet at the back of the car, walk to the rail car.

At this moment, one of them waved at his companion, turned around and walked back to the bathroom.

Behind the bathroom door, Lin Jingheng stood holding his breath, the five-second countdown prompt on the personal terminal on the wrist returned to zero, and the shielding failed--

The moment the maintenance worker pushed open the door, he heard a heartbeat that was not his own. He hesitated, looked around strangely, and then heard it clearly, the heartbeat came to himself!

Before the maintenance worker's head was twisted back, a cold thing was stuck on the back of the neck. He opened his mouth to scream, but couldn't make a sound, his body was out of control, and special waves passed through his skin to the chip, and the biochip Resonance interfered with the micro-current. He was like a skinned frog, his limbs twitched slightly, and he was silently dragged to the corner.

Lin Jingheng withdrew a laser gun from his waist and arrived on his back neck. He pulled the trigger three times in a row, cleverly avoided the chip, burned through the hard neck that was blessed by the chip, and then turned it over on the repairman. Hit the Nanoknife against the corpse's neck, and a boxy scorch mark quickly appeared on the skin, and the fuzzy biochips fell out. The hard body suddenly softened, and Lin Jingheng shoved it into the sanitary compartment to close the door.

He used his personal terminal to scan the biochip-the second level, which should be the little leader of this group of maintenance workers.

Lin Jingheng tilted his head and glanced at the corpse, put the biochip in a special sterilizer, and then took off the clothes on the corpse and changed it. The repairman happened to have a hat, and lowered his head to pull down the brim to cover his face.

After the chip was processed, it was pushed into a syringe. There was a transparent liquid in the syringe, like glue, and it was quickly wrapped around the chip. Lin Jingheng took the syringe in his palm and snorted. The next moment, he did not hesitate to inject. Into his own body.

"Opium chips are highly addictive, especially for those with a high degree of human-machine matching. Unless you have cephalopathy, you should never try it easily." Dr. Harden warned him, "If you encounter an emergency Situation, I will give you a tube of blocker-this is an experimental article that can interfere with the effect of the chip on you, which is equivalent to artificially turning you into a "empty brain disease" in a short time, but based on your metabolic level It will take up to ninety minutes for the blocker to be absorbed and metabolized. Before that, remember to remove it. "

The rail car journey is about forty minutes, with less than an hour left, which is enough.

Lin Jingheng turned to lock the bathroom door, walked back to the compartment, sat down in a corner, pulled his hat down and covered his face.

Even with the blocking agent, he could feel almost uncontrollable power, the five senses were greatly strengthened, and the heartbeat of the people around him was almost noisy. Lin Jingheng had an illusion for a moment, and felt that the moment he injected the chip, he was like A paralyzed patient who was poorly cured suddenly recovered.

Another maintenance worker approached him, Lin Jingheng listened to the sound of the other party approaching, without looking up, thinking: "Get away!"

The oppression of the second-generation opium chip against the first-generation chip made the other party feel his repulsion, and did not dare to say a word. He walked away timidly, and a vacuum belt formed around Lin Jingheng.

Lin Jingheng opened the palm of his hand and squeezed it in vain, but the personal terminal showed that the grip strength of this light pinch has reached more than 400 kilograms.

The unusual sense of power and control felt like a dose of psychotropic drugs, which should have been inspiring and intoxicating, but perhaps the blocking agent had played a role, and Lin Jingheng suddenly felt a slight anxiety and anxiety.

He remembered that Lu Bixing had injected himself with a similar chip twice ... At that time, what was he feeling about this?

The biochip that Lu Bixing had injected was destroyed, but later the Liberal Army tried several times to sneak into the eighth galaxy, and brought some new biochips. He couldn't remember for a moment whether those chips were all destroyed.

Lin Jingheng's palms were tight, thinking: I hope that old Persian cat can still work.

The personnel responsible for equipment maintenance have a very low status on this planet. Most of them are a generation of "opium". Lin Jingheng's infiltration was very smooth, and he quickly touched the planet's core ecosystem-climate, temperature, and gravity.

Lin Jingheng placed several small black parcels in different positions of the gravity control CPU. Finally, he glanced at his personal terminal. The asteroid was still approaching the planet. The particle storm warning came, and he raised the corner of his mouth, just like when he came. Quietly left.

Thirty minutes later, the intensity of the particle storm on the asteroid reached its peak, and the shield of the solid soup was disturbed. At the same time, the center of the core ecosystem suddenly issued a series of earth-shattering explosions. Gravity control suddenly failed, and the ground gravity was immediately reduced to ten. For one part of the world, people on the planet can't control their own footsteps, gliding in the air in various attitudes, and most deadly, this level of gravity cannot maintain the artificial atmosphere!

The asteroid's ecosystem is about to collapse, the warning sounds surround it, and the ecosystem sends out a hysterical distress signal, which just passes through the damaged shield and is blessed by the stellar storm, wrapped in rushing towards the extraterrestrial universe.

The special distress signal sent when the planet or base ecosystem collapses will be captured by the recent galaxy. If they have a government-like organization, they will definitely send someone to check it.

At the same time, sixteen days away from the asteroid, a mech that was always next to the asteroid was also alarmed by this rock-shaking distress signal.

"Immediately report to the host, the planet 'treasure box' ecosystem is seriously malfunctioning, and the artificial atmosphere is at risk of falling off-"