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While everyone is busy focusing on their hometown world and when the ancestral relics can be solved, there is one person who is also focusing on other matters at the same time - Tavel, this bespectacled sister with so many threads that it is unscientific, she is running The day after we returned to the Ancestral Ark (this is the name we gave the wreckage, Shandora thought it should be an immigrant ark), she suddenly reported that traces of the fallen emperor Harlan were found.
Of course, as a scientist, she did not discover Harlan's fleet that mysteriously disappeared into the depths of the void. In fact, the traces she found came from a broken metal plate: the one the little crow Medivh picked up on our way here. That piece of armor.
Shandora and I hurried to the analysis room where the armor fragments were stored. We saw three Tavels busy here, and more than a dozen assistant technicians helping. The tattered armor plate was placed in an empty room. The sky above the gravity platform has been divided into dozens of regular small pieces, floating around in circles in the platform's light beam.
One of the tavels came to greet us, while the other two tavels went to activate the equipment and direct her army of assistants.
"Is this thing left behind by the Harlan fleet?" Sandora frowned, staring at the fragmented armor fragments.
It has been some days since Harlan and his remaining troops mysteriously disappeared into the depths of the void. The spy team sent to the border of the Fallen Apostles to spy on intelligence has never seen a trace of that fleet. We also used the void scanning function of the Garden of the Dead to conduct a search on Harlan. The direction where the remnant disappeared had been illuminated for seventy-two hours, but that unit moved very quickly during the evacuation and was very good at hiding itself. It can be said that we completely lost this powerful enemy after the last border defense battle. traces.
Now they appear in the most unlikely place: far away, far away from the battlefield at that time, which is literally across the entire empire!
"It's still unclear how this fleet got here, but the sample fragments do have the mark of Harlan's fleet." Tavel opened the data terminal in her hand, forming a clear holographic image in front of our eyes. What the image showed was the fine structure of the armor fragment, and it was in this fine structure that I saw the mark of Harlan's fleet. This mark must have been processed. Perhaps Tavel used information reconstruction and other techniques to restore and strengthen it, because Sandora also checked it when Xiaoniao first brought it back, but she didn't see it. This mark, with Sandora's scanning accuracy, would not have missed this important information.
"So small?" Qianqian lay in front of the holographic image and studied it for a while, then said in surprise, "Who is it for to look at? Dingdang is bigger than it."
"It's not for anyone to see," Sandora explained. "Leaving small marks on the armor of the Royal Fleet's spaceships is a customary practice. That was in the ancient times, when imperial spaceships still needed to be built with secular materials. Because the Royal Fleet's spaceships are basically independently designed and modified, their materials and specifications are often different from those of the spaceships in service. In order to prevent assembly errors, the technicians at the time considered leaving these marks and scanning them for the assembly robots. Later, as time went by, this clumsy identification method was eliminated. Coupled with the application of information materialization technology, the production process of 'mining-smelting-prefabricated-assembly' was replaced by field filling technology in one step. These marks become a souvenir, which has no practical use, but leaving it will not cause any trouble: for the builder's special work flow, a few more patterns on the material does not affect the work efficiency at all, so we just Keep these things."
She said lightly, and then continued to crawl in front of the gravity-free platform to study whether the sizes of the fragments were the same: she was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"If this is what was left by Harlan's fleet, it can explain the reason for the disintegration of this spaceship." I nodded to show that I figured it out. "His fleet at that time was basically destroyed by our Doomsday. If you run around in the void for so long without supplies or repairs, there will definitely be those who can¡¯t stand it and fall behind.¡±
Shandora thought thoughtfully: "I'm wondering why he ran here. From the battlefield that day to here, it almost spanned the entire empire. The Harlan fleet must have made a considerable circle outside the far reaches of the empire. Arrived here. This fragment of armor shows that there were stragglers in his spaceship after this long voyage, and it also shows that he did not find a world to rest for a while along the way: I don¡¯t believe that he even has the equipment to repair the spacecraft on hand. None. He has to rush here non-stop at the risk of such a big loss. What does he want to do? "
There are many possibilities. Perhaps Harlan was just escaping aimlessly. There was no reason for him to flee in this direction. The place where we found the armor fragments was just a way station on his escape journey - but in?I was brainwashed subtly, and I really thought that I was the godmother of the little doll But I didn't dare to say this, because it might cause Sandora to eat me on the spot without touching the sauce.
But having said that, when Bingtis and this little doll are put together like this, they really look like mother and daughter! There is absolutely nothing wrong with saying that the former is the adult version of the latter. Bingtis's father's eyes were shining brightly.
"Oh, I saw this little girl wandering around when I came over, so I brought it to you." Bingtis noticed that both Sandora and I's eyes fell on the little doll. She didn't think much about it, but I lifted the little girl off my shoulders and put her in my arms. It was like picking up a lost animal on the road. The little doll climbed on me twice and found her "throne", safe and sound. He sat down and hugged my head and fell asleep, while Bingtis sat down next to Sandora: "Squeeze, squeeze - I heard, did you find anything about Haran? Is he nearby?" "
"The probability is more than 98%. He must have a purpose for coming here." Shandora has become accustomed to Bingtis's careless style, with an indifferent look on her face, "We are about to withdraw everyone now. , pack up all the relics of our ancestors and take them away, so that even if a war breaks out, the losses can be minimized. And we also want to protect this world as much as possible. There may be residual information about our home world here, before the entire universe is turned upside down. , I will not allow any fallen apostle to get involved here."
"Let me think about it, let me think about it - I always think you are thinking too much," Bingtis shook his head and suddenly clapped his hands, "Hey, hiding this universe is just a negative way, you might as well come up with ideas. Isn't it enough to seduce Harlan to another world and throw a trap or something to make him think that is the Xiling ancestral tomb? Then you move quickly and clean up his remaining defeated soldiers. Don't follow the same example as last time. If we stay alive, the world will naturally be safer."
Shandora thought for a while: "This is a good idea, but where does the bait come from? If we use ancestral relics - not to mention whether it is suitable or not, simple ancestral relics are dead objects after all, and may not be eye-catching enough. If the Imperial Army wants to do something, I'm worried that Harlan will see it - he knows the Xiling Apostles too well, and the traps and truth are obvious to such enemies at a glance."
"Eye-catching? Isn't there a super eye-catching one here?" Bingtis said, turning to look at Felice.
¡°Apart from the ancestral graves of your ancestors, these Fiyali people are the most eye-catching¡±
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