Black Technology Brings Humanity to Upgrade Civilization

Chapter 215 Chapter 214: Preliminary work; lunch (please subscribe)

In the central control room of the protoss force management star, Ding Yingzhong and Enik sat in a chair together in a circle.

Although their bodies are still there, their spirits are already roaming in the data space within the protoss.

At this time, in the data space in the Protoss, hundreds of thousands of Protoss people watched Ding Yingzhong and his preliminary work.

What attracted the attention of the Protoss people the most, and was the most enthusiastic, was the operation of the two members of the Strategy and Tactics Department.

In front of the two of them is a side card map projection of the Protoss Ai system.

The three colors of purple, yellow, and blue are used on the top to mark which points the three civilization fleets attacked.

In addition, each attacked point is also marked with the time of attack according to Ding Yingzhong's request.

And then there is no more...

The two members of the Strategy and Tactics Department were stunned to see this data map...

The dotted line, plus time, can become the marching line of the three civilization fleets.

But where is the line of march?

In the entire projection map, except for the dots of the three colors, there are only green dots representing the protoss...

Without a marching line, how do you know the sailing direction and purpose of the three civilized fleets?

What about the number of fleets found when attacking?
Without the number of fleets and the composition of the fleet, how do you know whether the three civilization fleets are broken into parts or broken into wholes?
This is squeezing toothpaste, right? ?

Really, if they don't say it, the protoss won't do it, right?

The two members who secretly crazily complained looked at each other: "I'll get out their marching lines first, and you get the rest first?"

"……It can only be this way……"

After communicating in an instant, the two opened a small map projection in front of each other, and then each got busy.

One of them first connected the points into lines according to the time of the attacked point, and then subdivided each line into more branch lines based on various data.

The other person viewed the videos of the attacked point in order.

Then, based on the existing data of the Protoss, estimate the fleet data at the time of the attack.

Finally, the two aggregated the data onto the large projected map at the front.

As time goes by, there are more and more lines with arrows on the big map, and more and more relevant data, the eyes of the protoss keep widening!
"How and where did they get the data?"

"I don't know, I just checked the database of internal data, and they are the ones who entered these data!

We didn't have this data before! "

"Then how do they know?"

"Could it be that when they fought those three civilizations before, they put a positioning device and kept monitoring the movements of the three civilization fleets?"

"...We are in the internal data space, how do they pass the data in?"

"Can't I write it down?"

"possible……"

"When they rest, let's ask!"

"……too exaggerated!"

"Don't talk, study hard!"

"..."

The data analyzed by the two members of the Strategy and Tactics Department shocked all the protoss!
If they didn't isolate the communication between them, it is estimated that Ding Yingzhong's ears would already be full of "buzzing".

The data given by the protoss are only the time of the attacked point and the video before the attack.

Other than that, there is no other data.

But now, with the addition of two strategic and tactical members, the protoss can clearly see how many squadrons the three civilization fleets are divided into from the big map.

Where are these squadrons sailing, how many warships are composed of them, and so on.

It makes the protoss feel amazing!

If the operations of the two strategic and tactical members made the protoss feel miraculous, the operations of the remaining Ding Yingzhong and the others made the protoss stunned.

I have no idea what they are doing...

I don't know what they want to do...

At the beginning, they divided into groups of two and two, and then began to call up the data of the side cards of the four systems of the galaxy and the data of the garrison fleet...

Two people work together, and one person is dedicated to recording the number of side cards, their positions, estimated distances, etc., and all data related to side cards.

Another person is dedicated to recording the location, quantity, composition data, commander information, etc. of the Protoss fleet stationed in the border card.

There was no communication or data entry throughout.

Everyone focused on the information in front of them.

"Why do these people only look at the data?"

"What's interesting about these data?" "I don't understand..."

"Isn't it good to call it out when you need it?"

"..."

On the one hand, it makes the protoss feel magical, and on the other hand, it makes the protoss feel confused.

The combination of the two feelings made the protoss extremely bitter.

They felt that their brain calculations could not keep up with Ding Yingzhong's operations.

Time passed little by little, and when it was lunch time, Ding Yingzhong's projection in front of everyone turned red, making everyone who was addicted to the operation startled.

"Take a break for an hour."

Ding Yingzhong squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said to Enik, "Let's talk after dinner and rest."

"what?

Oh ~ ok. "

Enike, who was also stunned, came back to his senses, and said to Ding Yingzhong, "I'll send someone to bring the life-saving liquid over..."

"Need not."

The black cat interjected directly, interrupting Enik's suggestion.

Thinking of the Protoss banquet yesterday, and the unknown liquids of various colors at the banquet...

Ding Yingzhong and the others couldn't help shivering.

Food is a kind of enjoyment!

As for the liquid food of the protoss, let alone enjoying it, it might turn into torture if you are unlucky!

God knows why the protoss made soy sauce, chili oil, fishy smell, etc., into liquids...

The taste is really too heavy!

Unless it is in an emergency situation and there is a lack of food and galactic energy bars, otherwise, Ding Yingzhong and the others will definitely not drink the liquid of the protoss to maintain life.

Therefore, everyone who exited the inner data space immediately opened the insulated lunch box in their hands, sniffed it hard, and then started cooking.

What appeared in front of Enike was the standard three dishes and one soup: two meat, one vegetarian and one soup.

"Sniff~"

The rich aroma of vegetables and rice made Enik's nose twitch.

Then, Enik looked down at the colorful nutrient solution in its hand, feeling a little unsavory.

"that……"

Enik put down the nutrient solution in his hand, stared at Ding Yingzhong's lunch box and said haha: "Can I taste the food of your civilization?"

"..."

"Whoosh~"

Everyone stopped eating and looked at Enik together.

"This kind of solid food cannot be completely absorbed, so after digestion and absorption, various solid residues will be produced."

The black cat frowned and said to Enik: "When these residues in the body accumulate to a certain extent, they will be excreted through special organs...

Your physiology..."

"Oh, excrement behavior."

Enik nodded, indifferently said: "We protoss have excretory organs."

After finishing speaking, Enik pointed to the nutrient solution at hand: "Using these nutrient solutions for maintenance will also accumulate indigestible substances in the body.

Although most of the excretion is liquid, but solid excrement behavior, we also need. "

"……Fine."

Ding Yingzhong nodded, held up the soup box and asked, "Do you mind using this?
Or do you bring out food objects? "

After a pause, Ding Yingzhong gestured to the chopsticks in his hand: "Do you have these for eating?"

"I have already made the tools you use, and they will be ready soon."

Enik looked at the soup box anxiously, and nodded frantically: "So, I'm fine!"

"..."

Fortunately, everyone in Ding Yingzhong had the same food, so everyone shared a little bit to make up a bowl of food for Enike.

When Enik got the bowl of food, it held the food and looked at the door of the central control room pitifully, waiting for the chopsticks to arrive.

　Thank you, Mr. Buji, for the tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)