Chapter 342: S:Glorious Big Event (XXII)

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Chapter 342: S:Glorious Big Event (XXII) Near the edge of the Centaurus Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, close to the Dark Planet on the edge of a star system, a fleet consisting of three escort ships was sailing slowly. In the control room of the fleet's flagship, the blue-skinned captain was chatting with his first mate. "This is really strange. How could there be car thieves in such a remote place? I heard that the only civilization nearby is the human civilization on Earth. Could it be that they stole our spaceship?" The first mate asked with great doubt. "Impossible." The captain shook his head very firmly. He said, "You don't understand human civilization. They are still a group of low-level civilizations that stay on the surface of planets. They are just lucky to be born on a planet that is rich, so they can survive in space. They don't even have the ability to navigate in space, so how could they come and steal our spaceship?" The first mate nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Then who could it be?" "There are plenty of thieves in space. Don't you remember the group of space pirates we encountered on the edge of the Broken Dimension last time? Maybe it was them." The captain's tone was a bit angry and disdainful. He continued, "The other party must have done this just to mess with us. Their target may not be just a small escort ship." "After all, a person who can accurately locate us in deep space, judge the status of our spaceship, observe our patrol route here, and then attack us, must be an interstellar civilization that can navigate in deep space." "If they don't have their own spaceship, how could they come here? Since they have their own spaceship, why would they steal our escort ship? They just want to provoke us because they see that our fleet is not in good shape." The first mate nodded in agreement. The captain's logic was correct. This was a very remote star system with no local civilization and no resources to be mined, equivalent to a desert in space. In the eyes of the Kree, the only reason why other forces would appear here was to chase after the Kree fleet. And these forces all had the ability to navigate in deep space and chase after the Kree fleet, so even if their level was not as high as that of the Kree Empire, it was not much worse. They must have their own spaceship. The highest-end technology of the Kree was their planetary warship. Most of the resources of their civilization were tilted towards this huge warship, so the technology used by the escort ship was not advanced. In previous years, many escort ships had been lost, and there were people selling parts of these ships on the black market. But most of the buyers of these things were low-level civilizations that had some difficulty in traveling within the galaxy. High-level civilizations had no use for these basic spaceship parts. But he didn't know that the magic technology developed by the human Mystic Side was also unique in space. Although humans themselves did not have the ability to use magic, their powers were all "borrowed" from the Space Gods. But whether it was mysticism or science, humans had endless pursuits in developing technology and improving productivity. The captain stood up from his chair and walked to the window. The first mate followed him. Just as he turned around, he saw a spaceship suddenly appear outside the window on the other side... "General! What is that??? How did the winged ship fly here?... Wait! No! That's the enemy!! Alert! Quick alert!!" But before he could finish his words, the golden Thor enveloped the entire spaceship, and in an instant, all communication signals were cut off. With a "sizzle," a portal opened in mid-air, and a green-haired woman flew out of it. She waved her hand, and all the metal in the control room rose up. The captain and the first mate raised their guns to shoot at her in the moment of the incident, but the dancing metal blocked their view, and Polaris, who was slowly landing, clenched her fist fiercely. Their metal helmets directly crushed their heads into minced meat. Polaris didn't even look at their bodies. She turned around, and with a "bang," the door in front of her opened, and more Kree guards rushed in. In the moment when the weapon energy poured out, Polaris stretched out her hands. With her movement, all the energy condensed in mid-air, and then she waved her hand forward. The whirlwind of the magnetic field swept back all the weapon energy. In an instant, the Kree's limbs were like being flushed into a drain, all rushing back into the corridor. The glaring alarm lights in the spaceship shone on Polaris's face. She was not moved by the bloody scene in front of her, but walked out expressionlessly. Kree guards appeared at the end of the corridor, but they were no match for Polaris. The Kree were also ordinary carbon-based life forms, and they did not follow the route of physical enhancement. They had weak individual combat capabilities and mainly relied on weapons. Their armor was made of special metals that could resist very violent impacts. Most of the weapons in their hands were laser beams and electromagnetic guns. With the appearance of the words "metal," "laser," and "electromagnetic," it was easy to see that Polaris had a four-fold restraint against the Kree. However, humans have the sorcerer group, and sorcerers have a bunch of generous clients. With sufficient energy and mature technology, there are too many loopholes to exploit. Each Kree individual is monitored by the Supreme Intelligence, and all their behavioral logic is actually formulated by the Supreme Intelligence. The fleet's operating mode is the same. The plans formulated by intelligent life have many advantages, such as maximizing efficiency and stable operation, but also have disadvantages, such as being relatively rigid... The Kree commander's authority is not high, so he cannot make on-the-spot adjustments to the current situation of the fleet. After losing a small escort ship unexpectedly, the patrol order remained unchanged, so they still had three escort ships as a team patrolling in the galaxy. Earth's scientists calculated a safest location based on their patrol route, which was the Dark Planet. When the Kree escort ship fleet entered the vicinity of the Dark Planet, the human side would launch a strong attack, with a large number of mutants and symbiotes cooperating to attack the escort ships, striving to complete the battle in a very short time. At the moment when the real fleet was taken down, the illusionary warship created by Earth sorcerers using the "Aikin Form" illusion magic would leave the gravitational belt of the Dark Planet as usual. When these illusory ships flew back to the planetary warship, there was still a buffer time. The returning warship did not immediately fly back to the planetary warship to replenish supplies, but had to stay in space for a period of time until the previous warship completed charging before it could enter. In this way, the time for exposure was greatly reduced. During the time from the first illusionary warship returning to its position to entering the planetary warship for charging, two other fleets would set off for patrol, and even if the illusionary warship delayed for a while, it could wait for the third fleet to set off. In this way, without realizing it, nine Kree warships had already been replaced. Coupled with the one obtained by the symbiotes and mutants before, the target of ten warships had been achieved, and these ten warships could already be formed into a fully equipped Space fleet. After the last warship returned to its position, Schiller clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Glory 23 to Glory 13 have all returned to the embrace of Mother Earth. Let's celebrate." "We'll talk about celebrating later. I've been wanting to ask, it's okay for the name to be Glorious, but why count down from 23?" Stark asked. "Because they have 23 escort ships, don't they?" Schiller said very naturally. "They all look exactly the same. Haven't we already verified that before? That's a legacy left by human ancient civilization, and we should inherit it." "Now, we have only recovered 10. If the remaining 13 are destroyed due to some force majeure, the culprit for all this is the Kree, so they must compensate us..." "So, the Kree owe us 13 ships???" Schiller walked up and shook hands with Stark, saying sincerely, "Stark, the greatest interstellar mathematician of humanity, has proposed the first theorem of human spaceship rate today..." Stark covered his eyes and said, "I really overestimated you guys." Schiller and Nick looked at each other, and Nick said, "If it weren't for that big guy in the middle looking so different, we would have wanted to make it part of the legacy that we should inherit..." "Why don't you just say that the Kree civilization is all the legacy that humans should inherit..." Upon hearing this, Nick and Schiller applauded while shaking their heads. Nick walked up and shook hands with Stark, saying sincerely, "Stark, the greatest interstellar jurist of humanity, has proposed the inheritance law of human civilization today..." Stark had a speechless expression on his face. At this moment, Iceman pushed Charles's wheelchair in, and Charles spoke up, "Erik is ready." 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Chapter 342: S:Glorious Big Event (XXII)

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