Attendees who presented themselves as avatars entered the venue one after another. In this dark and boundless space, under the picture of the war situation between the three parties, more and more "flames" emerged.
Sharp electromagnetic noise hovered, and Li Liang tried to hear some rhythm in order to understand why inorganic creatures called this sound "music". Unfortunately, the frequency of the noise fluctuated, and there was no pattern, let alone melody. .
The light screen in front of him very thoughtfully displayed the "lyrics". He made a rough estimate. Within a minute or two, the line of flowing subtitles displayed at least tens of thousands of words, and the flow rate was so fast that he could not clearly see the content.
Judging from the "Lyrics" displayed above the lyrics, this is actually a "lyrical poem" that expresses wishes for world peace, rather than a fast-talking Rap. It can only be said that the communication efficiency of inorganic organisms far exceeds that of carbon. Basic organisms.
After the "music" of the inorganic creatures ended, a lower-frequency noise was played, accompanied by an array of flashing light points, also known as "music".
As a human being, Li Liang couldn't bear the humming noise, so he had to turn off the radio function.
He raised his head and looked at the scene above. Although it was just a hint of the confrontation, he could still see that the scale of the three parties' military strength was extremely terrifying.
After all, the "One Great Symbiosis" is a powerful alliance comparable to the Sacred Carbon-based Alliance of Terranza. In this three-party conflict caused by the civil war of the "Mantosa" civilization, the strength of any one of the camps is enough to crush mankind.
The spiritual world is really too big, and a war of this scale can only be regarded as waves on the sea, and will soon be forgotten, just like the previous war between humans and goblins, even if the Terranza Alliance finally , Du Yujing, and Marcosik intervened at the same time, but they could only briefly occupy the pages of various media, and no one has mentioned it now.
The wider the field of vision, the more insignificant he will realize. Li Liang once again thought of the man who called for help for his civilization when he first entered Makosik City and queued up.
Civilization can be a very big concept, with an infinite universe and an earth of 510 million square kilometers. Even if he walked from Massey Bionic Pet Hospital to the Joint Meeting Building, it would take at least a whole morning. At the same time, civilization is also the smallest unit. The Union with Order encompasses five million civilizations. At this moment, every flame around represents a civilization.
At this time, the light curtain suddenly flashed twice, and text appeared line by line.
Li Liang looked away and realized that all the participants had arrived and the meeting had officially begun.
He turned on the radio function, but did not hear any sound. Obviously, the organizer of the meeting did not use sound as a means of communication, and the carbon-based organisms could only understand the content expressed by the other party through text.
Due to the lack of vocabulary in human language, the translation is mixed with a lot of garbled characters and inexplicable transliterations, but the general meaning can still be understood.
"Welcome every **%# to this party. Life comes first. We have saved countless lives and their homes... The war has happened again. We deeply regret that the death of every life is a huge loss to the spiritual world. , and to properly help them after the war requires the joint efforts of all intelligent civilizations, it requires ^*Y^%$..."
"... It is reasonably and conservatively expected that the current three-party conflict caused by the civil war of the Mandosha civilization will lead to the death of at least 30 billion intelligent life individuals. At the same time, the Mandosha civilization has continuously paid aid to our members. cost, so it was obvious that they would qualify for aid, so we had a party.”
These words sounded righteous and awe-inspiring, and Li Liang heard something similar to "insurance" in them. It seemed that the Mandosha Civilization had paid "premiums" in this organization. Now that the war broke out, the organization was responsible for post-war assistance.
However, the bright "bid" button proves that things are definitely not that simple.
Sure enough, another line of text appeared on the light screen:
"As is customary, we will once again demonstrate our standards to every **%#."
What followed was a detailed "Member Management Charter" and an aid amount adjustment form, which clearly listed two "aid options."
One is divided into ten levels based on the duration of the war. After conversion, 396 hours of human time are used as the unit. First, the level is increased step by step, and the amount of assistance for each level also increases accordingly. The unit is "all spirit cores", such as the first In the first stage, the war ends within 396 hours, and the aid amount is 50,000 spiritual cores. If it ends in 792 hours, it is the second stage, and the amount will rise to 100,000 spiritual cores, and so on, but the increase is uncertain until At 1980 hours, the amount of assistance reached 920,000 spiritual cores, which was the fifth level. After that, the amount of assistance began to decrease step by step. At the last level of 3960 hours, the amount of assistance had dropped back to 120,000 spiritual cores.
The other is calculated based on the number of lives lost, and is also divided into ten levels. The first level is 7 billion people, and each level increases by 1 billion. The amount of aid also rises first and then falls, reaching a peak in the fifth level.
Putting aside the complicated rules, Li Liang realized that in order to obtain the maximum amount of aid, the Mandosha Civilization must delay the war to the fifth stage and at the same time maximize the number of casualties in the entire war, reaching around 12 billion.
Before he could recover from the shock, another document appeared.
"Aiming to increase the power of aid, we will call on each of our members to join in and, as usual, once again demonstrate our norms to every **%#."
After reading this new form, Li Liang finally understood the essence of the gathering - it was a war bet.
Everyone present can place a bet on which level this war will end and which level the death toll will eventually reach. In addition to one-tenth of the spiritual core collected by the organizer, once the bet is won, the winner will receive "Next" The spiritual core obtained by multiplying the bet amount by the agreed odds is then handed over one-tenth of it to the organization to assist the Mandosha Civilization.
Due to the participation of punters, the course of the war is obviously no longer determined by the Mandosha civilization, but is related to the interests of every punter present. As long as all participants place bets, the original amount of assistance will be insignificant." Small money”, the prize pool is the focus.
Looking around, Li Liang couldn't tell which one was the Prince of Mass among the hundreds of flames, but at this moment, he already knew the real reason why the Terenza Guards intervened in this war.
If you want to control the course of the war in line with your own expectations, the most effective way is to dominate it.
While distracted, the light curtain flickered again, and a constantly beating number emerged, growing at an alarming rate, reaching close to five million in a few seconds.
Five million spiritual cores... The compensation that humans received from the goblins was only 130,000, and the huge arms order signed by humans and Tifami was only 300,000.
Soon, the number stopped at 7.3 million.
Li Liang glanced at the "bid" button without any thoughts of placing a bet.
However, the next moment, the light screen in front of him popped up an interface, showing that someone had just bet 200,000 spiritual cores on his behalf, betting on "the fourth gear, 1584 hours" and "the third gear, 9 billion deaths." "
At the same time, a gentle voice came from the ear: "Please forgive me for making my own decision. This is a small meeting gift for a friend."
The sound did not come from the venue, but from the Prince of Mass next to him.
Li Liang was silent.
This is war.
After a long time, the betting was over, and the cumulative number reached 9.65 million. Finally, only one line of eye-catching text was displayed on the light screen:
"Life comes first, and I hope peace in the spiritual world will last forever."
Li Liang smiled and shook his head gently.
The surrounding flames gradually disappeared, and when he was about to press the exit button, the voice of the Prince of Mass came from beside him again:
"Wait a moment, Mr. Li Liang, General Bobby. This virtual scene was established by the Nangretel Seiyad Agent Resolution Court. It is safe enough. I will temporarily hold a private gathering here and sincerely invite you two to attend. "
temporary?
Li Liang was stunned for a moment. What happened to make the mass so urgent?
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Boom~
The sudden tightening of the seat belt woke Tao Yiran from her dream. In a daze, she thought she was still lying on the bed in the dormitory. She wanted to turn over in a daze, but found that her arms were firmly fixed on both sides of her body and did not move at all. No.
Zi————
The irritating electromagnetic noise came from far away. She woke up and realized that this was not the Central Military Academy Commander's 102 dormitory, but the cockpit of a special service ship.
This "Peregrine"-class special service ship is numbered oAG and belongs to the General Support Squadron of the Fourth Assault Battalion of the First Legion of the Outer Territory Army. At this moment, it is being packed into a ship numbered AGc3337 together with more than 300 combat ships of different types. In the loading bay of the "Whale" class transport and supply ship, AGc3337, together with thirty other fully loaded transport ships, thirty-five "Star Shifter" battleships, and thousands of escort, cruise, and supply ships of various types, Forming a dense fleet, passing through one turning point after another, flying at an almost crazy speed.
More than a month ago, on the morning after the military exercise ended, the General Staff issued an order to mobilize hundreds of thousands of foreign troops. In just three days, all ships were loaded. There was no pre-war announcement, and no one told them where to go. Wherever they are, how far the journey is, who the enemy is, and what is the purpose of the war, there is only one order for everyone to set off immediately.
Recalling the scene that day, Tao Yiran clearly remembered her fear. Today, more than a month later, she has become accustomed to weightlessness, bumps, noise, the cramped cockpit, and the sleeping bag like a shroud. , and also adapted to the feeling of disorientation when crossing the turning point, but the uneasiness in my heart has not diminished at all.
Countless times when she woke up from the dream, she would regret that she had to stand out in the military exercise, only to be transferred into this fleet by General Sorge, and also implicate Iron Hammer and Pear Star.
She used to simulate commanding operations in class. No matter how unfavorable the battle situation was, she could remain calm and composed. The deaths of her own troops were just a number. As a commander, she only had victory in her eyes. But now, she finally understands what war is. What.
Those casualties were not just numbers, but living lives. They could also be Iron Hammer, Pear Star, or herself. And all of them had no choice but to move forward until victory or death.
The air in the cockpit was cold and dry. Tao Yiran blinked hard, held back his tears, and told himself to be strong. Then he untied his sleeping bag and seat belt, pushed the bulkhead gently, and drifted towards the command chair. .
In order to load as many ships as possible, the transport and supply ship turned off its internal gravity system. Their special service ship was actually stuck vertically in the middle of a bunch of ships, but there was no difference between up and down in a weightless environment.
After a moment, she found the hammer next to the command bench.
This guy was heartless and wrapped up like a cocoon. He was sleeping so hard that he didn't even bother to fix his arms, just floating in the air.
Zi————
Another electromagnetic noise, accompanied by violent tremors.
Tao Yiran shrugged his shoulders and finally endured this wave. When he turned around, Tie Zhui just scratched his face in a daze, his sleep not affected at all.
This kind of noise and air tremors that come from time to time are mainly caused by the unstable curvature of space and time. Due to the tight time, the transport ship is advancing at full speed like crazy. The endurance of the hull is approaching the limit, and the engine is always on the verge of collapse. Many stable systems are no longer functioning properly. Work.
After fixing the arm of the hammer, Tao Yiran searched around the cockpit again, but did not see Li Xing, so he drifted out along the hatch, passed through the tactical work area, and took a look at the carrier cabin. The carrier squadron The soldiers were all fixed in their sleeping bags. Many of them could not sleep, stretching their necks and chatting.
Although she is the commander of this special service ship, except for weekly meetings, she rarely communicates with the people on the ship's squad. She only knows that among the more than ten people, only the squad leader and deputy squad leader are veterans, and the others have only joined the army this year. The recruits are all young and all come from the upper city.
According to conventional tactics, only when one's own side is unable to cause effective damage to the enemy's large flying units will the ship-based troops be required to engage in gang-hopping operations. In such a close-quarters situation, recruits will die if they go up, and the special service ship they belong to The general support squadron is very likely to perform gang-hopping missions, so she is afraid of knowing the names of these peers, and is afraid that one day she will have to watch them die one after another.
Quietly bypassing the ship's cabin, she went to the engine room, bridge, engineering cabin and bomb engine room, but still didn't see Li Xing. Finally, when passing by the medical room, she met a medical soldier, and then she realized that Li Xing had received an order from the command headquarters. , went out for a meeting.
Returning to the cockpit, Tao Yiran tried to fall asleep again, but the electromagnetic noise came very frequently, and it seemed that the fleet had increased its speed again.
She had no choice but to get out of her sleeping bag and activate the ship control system. Unfortunately, the functions currently allowed to be activated were extremely limited. She stared at her name on the light screen in a daze for a while, then opened the shield on the bow of the ship.
Outside the view window, the tail of another special service ship occupied her entire field of vision. She looked at the huge quantum slipstream deflector and felt like it was a shaky colander.
"What is the Alcubierre regularity constant of the Azov flow...?"
Tao Yiran patted his forehead and began to think hard.
"46...p...um...q is...non-degenerate symmetry..." she muttered with her eyes closed, "Symmetry, agreement principle, symmetry grammar, no, symmetry grammar is the cornerstone principle... Huma Hu... Tuhi Ma..."
At this time, a puzzled voice came: "Are you reviewing quantum or magic?"
"Ah?" Tao Yiran turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Li Xing floating on his head at the door of the cabin, with a look of dumbfounding on his face.
"When did you come back?"
"Before you change channels," Li Xing stretched her limbs, still floating from her body.
Tao Yiran laughed dryly, turned to the same angle as Li Xing and asked, "Why didn't you notify me of the meeting?"
"You haven't slept well lately...it's just a regular meeting. It's enough for me, the first mate, to go there."
"Oh, what was said at the meeting? When can we get there?"
Li Xing didn't answer. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Do you know why I joined the army?"
"...You said it was because of boredom."
"Haha, yes, although the life in Uptown seems to be very rich, everyone is busy, busy with likes, parties, and studying philosophy. In fact... it's boring. I have always liked movies about Downtown... I think People in Xiacheng District live a more meaningful life. You work to make money, and gangs fight and kill. Everyone has a goal and knows what they want..."
Tao Yiran's heart skipped a beat and he asked blankly: "Li Xing, what happened?"
"In seven hours, we will arrive at the target area," Li Xing closed his eyes and whispered, "a place called the Dark Spirit Nest."
"Then what?"
"Stand where you are, ready to fight at any time."
