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Chapter 217 Wonderful Night at the Museum

In essence, the stasis field is a time-warping device.No matter what kind of technology it is based on, the effect it can achieve is to "destroy the normal flow of time within a certain range", thus greatly reducing the progress of causality.

If it is not so "academic", it can also be understood that time is stopped within the scope of the stasis force field.

Within this range, even elementary particles cannot vibrate freely.Any person, thing, or thing that is imprisoned in the stasis force field will undoubtedly lose the possibility of "further development" and can only exist in the eternity composed of that moment in the state when it was put into it.

However, what is stagnant in the technology that physics can achieve is only the laws of physics.This is certainly a sophisticated and superb invention that symbolizes the ability of flexible intelligence to defeat the unconscious universe itself - but we must know that the laws prevailing in this universe are not just "physics". criteria.

Somewhere far away in the vast galaxy, at a certain moment, or at this very moment, something happened that was earth-shattering to the people who were there, but as small as a grain of dust to the entire universe.The fate that was mixed into a mess was shattered as a result, and the resulting aftermath quickly promoted the cause and effect of certain things, causing them to pulse like pulses in the subspace.

This is a common thing.The universe is big enough that similar events as many as the sands of the Ganges are happening every moment.But a special coincidence made this matter special: among these driven causes and effects, the end of one of them flew lightly into a certain stasis field, just like a swallow in the forest.

The "causal relationship" that was physically stagnant began to "develop" again with the advancement of spiritual energy.A sound that could not have appeared in this completely silent space sounded like glass breaking, and a "collection" trapped in the stasis field fell out with a painful groan.

The sensor received an unexpected vibration, and a related alert was sent to the data center.But the level and priority of the warning were very low, and only a row of underworld scarabs responded to the command.As executors of low-level emergency protocols, they crawl out of their standby locations, preparing to perform basic inspections and repairs on possible technical problems.

——The director of the Solemnas Museum will regret in the near future that he failed to discover this tiny error in the first place.
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"I feel like this is an art gallery." Akuldona, who was meaninglessly alert to the movements around him in Trial No. 1, said this to Santo, who was obviously nervous around him looking for a suitable route forward.

"It's not funny." The latter responded, "Just like your own artistic level, your 'humor' is probably not up to par."

"I'm not kidding." Akuldona sounded a little angry, "I admit that my level of painting and sculpture are... well, in urgent need of improvement. But I am also a son of the Emperor after all - I know one thing What an art museum should be like, and this clearly fits the bill.”

"What conditions?"

"Look at the lighting, the structure of the venue, the visual guidance... forget it. Let's look at the battlefields locked in the stasis field: Although they are all aliens, you don't feel that they are lined up. Is the formation method stupid?"

"Indeed, but so what?"

"From the perspective of combat effectiveness, a similar arrangement is very stupid, but if we judge it not from a military perspective, but from an artistic perspective -"

"——Are you sure you have that kind of vision?"

"Do you believe I'm going to throw you out of here?"

Santo made a gesture of surrender and signaled Akuldona to continue.But when the latter spoke again, he simply gave up on using his artistic talents, which may not add up to two ounces, and simply pointed in a certain direction outside the observation window: "Look, that's not a sign introducing the exhibits. Well!"

But Santo did not follow Akuldona's finger and look in the direction indicated by him. Instead, he turned his attention back to the too simple screen on the console: "Something is moving." They all knew it. What is the business? Akuldona naturally gave up the previous topic, took off his helmet, and put his face as close to the observation window as possible: "What? Where is it? I can't see it!"

"About 200 meters ahead, a group of very small individuals... Hmm." Santo stared at the indicator thoughtfully, "This is a signal pattern that has been entered into the database by latecomers. I think we at least know that there is a high probability here. It’s a facility managed by the Necron.”

"I saw them. They were little green things." Akuldona stared at the trajectory of the small group of underworld scarabs. "Want to follow them and take a look?"

"It's better to be cautious. The Necrons are a technologically advanced alien race - far more advanced than the Empire. This is what the data shows." Santo once again checked the overall data on Experimental Product No. 1, "Currently It seems that we have arrived here using imaginary submersible technology and have been conducting strict stealth, but - what does this coordinate have to do with Fulgrim?"

"I don't know." Akuldona said confidently, "Do I seem to be proficient in divination? I'm just a messenger!"

Santo rolled his eyes at him again and said angrily: "Then let me retreat immediately. Look at the stasis fields around here and what's inside them: this is definitely not an ordinary tomb. The world. If something unexpected happens, the subsequent situation is not something that you and I can easily deal with——"

"——But we are just here for reconnaissance." Akuldona interrupted the other party in time, "Relax, we are just looking around quietly——"

"——I don't think the demon prince under the Lord of Joy would be lurking in the territory of the Necrons——"

"——The divination just said 'may be related', but it's not 100% sure that he is here!" Akuldona argued, "Maybe we can find some important clues?"

He paused and then urged: "If you stay stunned for a while longer, we will lose all trace of those gadgets!"

Santo looked at his teammates in this operation angrily for a while, then turned back, muttering something like "That's why I hate fortune-telling" in a low voice, and resignedly drove the prototype No. [-] silently. The ground was streaked with the wake of those underworld scarabs.

"If we are taken to some 'prosperous area' and forced into a battle," the Captain of the Iron Hands gritted his teeth and threatened the Emperor's Children beside him, "I will definitely throw you out first to back you up. .”

He'd thought he'd get at least a sentence or two to counter.Although Akuldona's literary attainments are not very high, he is still good at quarreling with others.But he waited for several seconds, and all he could hear in his ears was the buzzing sound of trial product No. [-] when it was running.

This made him turn his head a little strangely, wanting to check the other party's status.Although Akuldona is still just Akuldona at this moment, the expression on his face rarely shows a...

Santo didn't want to say this, but at this moment, the Second Captain of the Emperor's Sons did seem a little restless.

　Miwu (peaceful)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)