Abyss Express

Chapter 7g.18 [Long Day]

Preface:

Science and art belong to the whole world. In front of them, all ethnic barriers disappear.

——Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[Part①·Live to Die]

"The power units of the Abbot Immortal Boat are ready."

Ms. Marlene reported the maintenance process to her uncle. Only the last six controllers were left in the tower. The rest of the technical specialists had to board this heavy and crude ultra-deep hole drilling machine.

Jiang Xueming and others entered the disinfection room together. After three rounds of routine physical examinations, they put on a 20mm thick aerogel space suit, which can isolate the high temperature of 130 degrees Celsius above zero and can move freely at minus 193 degrees Celsius - this is also the last bit of mercy that Fickwood left for his colleagues.

The Fangzhang Immortal Boat has no central temperature control, and relies entirely on the body's own closedness to isolate the temperature. Although the professional engineers who went underground with Tianzun to explore were all blood-giving monsters, they were not as heat-resistant as the fish-man hybrids, and this clumsy space suit could temporarily save their lives.

There were seven people in total, and they supported each other and climbed onto the cabin entrance platform of the Fangzhang Immortal Boat step by step. Xue Ming would pull the arms of these weak scholars when he had time, and bring them to the appropriate level height, gradually filling up this huge machine that was more than 60 meters high.

The preheating and starting process of the drill ring has been completed more than halfway. Looking out from the thick insulation glass cover, these ring drill teeth gradually began to accelerate, and were hung at the No. 16 pit by a hexagonal base frame. In the interlayer of the biological gel, you can see purple-red strong muscles - that is the essence of the lightning star.

These fish-man hybrids with miserable lives were born to sacrifice their lives for Feckwood's ideals. Jiang Xueming could not imagine whether these flesh-and-blood golems that had lost most of their organs could still maintain consciousness - they were no longer considered human beings. A round of drilling rings required at least twelve lightning stars as the wetware engine of the power unit.

The Fangzhang Immortal Boat had thirty-three drilling rings and one main drill head, which were the lives of more than four hundred blood-giving monsters. To feed them, at least tens of thousands of pure essences were needed.

It was far more than the total amount of essence of an ordinary Nest Fire King. Just watching this huge machine more than twenty stories high start to spin, the roar and roar that shook the world shocked Xueming's mind. It was impossible to describe its weirdness and magnificence in words.

With mixed feelings, Xueming stepped into the electromechanical center at the bottom. There was no industrial design beauty here. After the hatch was closed, there were only pipelines illuminated by various electrical safety lights in the dim environment. There was no time to put them in order, and the exposed colloids without cover protection, all of which exposed the embarrassment of Fikewood Abby - the old man had no extra time and no extra resources to control this machine.

"Mr. Zhang Congfeng, find your own position on PK-2, fix your body, and completely release the abbot fairy boat. Before entering the rock formation, we must protect ourselves." Fikewood was also wearing a space suit. He was not as elegant as the first two drilling rigs. There was no more enthusiasm, only tired eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Congfeng's name was mentioned because he only had six fairy pill radio stations left, and he compiled a temporary work command station. He couldn't call the word gunsmith directly - everyone knew that the gunsmith and Jiang Xueming both represented the devil.

In accordance with Fikewood's wishes, Xueming found his position, followed the instrument on the mechanical table, and observed the countdown to the start-up.

The Fangzhang Immortal Boat has no optical observation window. The images sent back by the camera are very blurry, returning to the 480P era. In addition, because of the resonance of the cabin and the spin of the drill ring, it is simply a torture to see the external environment through the closed-circuit television screen of the mechanical station.

"Everyone, we are going to set off." Fikewood whispered to Xiandan, "Prepare the magic flute inhibitor, and the power units of groups 17 and 33 should pay special attention to the coordinated timing."

"We have a very good spiritual intelligence core, and she will take us to the Garden of All Things."

Before the voice fell, a reply message came from various power unit groups, and the green light on the mechanical station was bright, which meant that it was ready.

At this time, Xueming saw a hexagonal restraint device floating in the control center. It was like a Merkaba sacred cube, and strong muscles protruded from the corners of the lower half of the geometric body——

——When they were combined together, the center was an irregular tumor covered with eyes.

It is the spiritual intelligence core mentioned by Fikewood, and it is also the essence of Lan Caiyun.

Originally, the blood eagle monster was a bit human. After the catalysis of the complex bioengineering laboratory, the pineal gland and hypothalamus consciousness center of this mermaid were preserved here, and the various brain regions extended the synapses, transformed the brain structure, and spread her consciousness to the various power units of the drill, and connected with other links of the Fangzhang Xianzhou.

The nerve reflex speed of the lightning star is much faster than that of humans, and the speed of nerve signal transmission will also be faster. It only takes 130 milliseconds at most for the command transmitted from this brain to each power group. Compared with large-scale equipment made by humans, such as the materialist infantry combat platform, the electromechanical reaction of the Fangzhang Xianzhou is much faster. The stop or start command is input, and the effect can be obtained immediately.

Marin's voice came from the elixir.

"The mission begins."

"The sixty-four slings are beginning to be released. The estimated time is sixteen seconds."

"The rock formation is in good condition and the ultrasonic spectrum shows that it is becoming stable."

"ten"

"Nine"

"eight"

"seven"

"six"

Fickwood glanced at Jiang Xueming——

——He gestured with his thumbs, and he was on a fairy boat heading towards death and madness with the heroes of mankind. The layers of steel cables collapsed and flew free, and the crisp sound of whips breaking through the wind came from outside the steel can.

"five"

"Four"

"three"

"two"

"one"

"I wish you a pleasant journey."

[Part②·Necessary Sacrifice]

Xueming didn't respond. He grasped the two seat belts tightly. As the strong feeling of weightlessness gradually increased, the steel giant fell toward the pit entrance.

The moment he entered the underground rock formation, Xueming's heart was greatly shocked, and his heart would jump out of his throat at any time. The layers of joints are interlocking and squeezing and colliding with each other. They are rolling downwards due to their huge weight, and the control center where Xueming is located is the bottom layer, the first place that comes into contact with the rock formation.

Once the drill bit has difficulty chewing through the basalt, or is blocked by something harder, something goes wrong with the power unit timing group of this steel monster, and the other drill ring power groups will rush forward, squeezing the control center together. Rotten iron.

The rock quickly shattered, and as the drill ring's backflow tank rose upwards, thick sand and dust spewed out of the drill pit.

Xueming couldn't see anything. He only knew that he seemed to have entered an iron coffin. This feeling was not comparable to Surte's cockpit. At least in Huo Ren's body, he could still know how he died.

As the ring drill bit into the cave wall of the rock formation, Fickwood finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the journey officially began - this "flying rocket" did not explode during the take-off procedure. The picture data from various electronic eyes Although it is unclear, the overall working condition of the abbot's fairy boat can be judged from the direction of the flying sand - it has passed the first level.

"As agreed." Fickwood took out four photos from the tool bag of his spacesuit, representing two sharp-shooting scouts——

——When the drilling depth data reached [-150m], this cunning and stubborn old man gently patted the photo, and some variegated feathers emerged from the space suit. They were the color of the black and white vultures, and also the color of the world. The highest flying bird.

He clasped his hands together, and the photos changed from the developed state back to the slurry negatives. They were intertwined and flying, showing a rotating trajectory of an "8", turning into debris in the high-speed movement, and finally disappeared completely.

This means that [Mobius] has been lifted, and some of the soldiers of the Kuaishou Scout Team have returned to the real world.

Jiang Xueming nodded. Since the spacesuit did not have a radio system, he could not hear Fickwood's words and could only judge the old man's intentions from his body movements.

The strong hatred in his heart towards the blood-giving monster gradually faded——

——Very few blood-granting monsters keep their promises, and Fickwood is a special case. Perhaps it has something to do with his profession, because in science, what is real is real and cannot be fake at all.

At about 450 meters below the ground level, this is the first hurdle leading to the Garden of All Things. The arduous journey of Abbot Xianzhou is just the beginning.

"Twenty-seven, twenty-eight"

Fickwood was doing mental arithmetic and sweating.

"Twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one."

This is the fault signal that appeared all over the body when the Penglai mission failed last time. At this time, the twenty-seventh diamond segment was the starting point. By the final segment, the spiritual disaster index of these lightning stars had exceeded twice the standard. The monsters' will is being tested.

"Thirty-two, thirty-three. Too fast, too fast, no, no, no, no."

At the end of Xianzhou, the mechanical power unit began to experience minor mechanical failures. Most of them were mechanical energy transmission problems caused by coordination problems between the power units - just like there was a coordination error in the timing of the gears between the engine groups. Power steering is no longer as smooth. All kinds of stumbling and jamming will gradually destroy the machine.

For Abbot Xianzhou, because its body is large enough, and there is a part of the steel cable guide chain and biogel between the drill rings as a buffer zone, this noise cannot immediately destroy the power group composed of lightning stars - but this Not a long-term solution.

"The cause of the failure. The cause of the failure."

Fickwood began to troubleshoot, running around the mechanical station, and finally observed the reconnaissance position of drill ring No. 31. There was a snowflake screen in a closed-circuit television - it sometimes restored the image and sometimes disconnected the link.

Suddenly, several dark tentacles flashed past, and Fickwood was very sure that they were uninvited visitors——

——That was a hitchhiker sent by the Original Seed, who also transformed into a butterfly.

Fickwood quickly checked the blurry image and was able to determine that it was an angel of divine virtue, such as the Incarnate Butterfly. It has rich sensory organs, and a flesh-and-blood monster composed of hands and eyeballs was transformed into the nerve endings of the original seed. , maybe the abbot's fairy boat just broke part of Mother Earth's iron-nickel cilia - it fell down the tunnel and caught up with several power groups at the rear of the fairy boat.

"Twenty-seventh Day, Star Officer Yuheng." Fickwood called Star Officer's name and called the students, and the bloody elixir crawled from the space suit to his face: "It's time, the messenger of Earth Mother Right next to you."

"Immortal Master!" Yuheng Xingguan was on the top floor of this skyscraper. Hearing Tianzun's reminder, he quickly descended to the mechanical hub of the twenty-seven-section annular drill joint, "I'll take the first step!"

The elixir seeped into the apprentice's eyes and slowly reached his brain, filling him with strength and determination.

His body gradually expanded, squeezing through the space suit, and dense sprouts emerged from his two arms. They diverged and extended the control handle that wrapped the mechanical platform, and released the guide chain of the drill ring one by one. After completing twenty-six The closing procedure of section 27 opens the locking well of section 27.

Sand and dust rushed into the fairy boat in an instant, and the sand and gravel powder from the iron sand mine came in, shattering the star official's hood and knocking him off balance. He reluctantly got up - the smell of blood was in his mouth and nose. Seeing the crack above the head, I almost want to leave my soul here.

The fairy boat moved downwards at a speed of about eighteen meters per second. The drill ring continued to work. A large amount of quicksand rushed into the twenty-seven-section gel guard. The texture of the lightning star was washed by the sand and dust. It seemed that Feeling the call of the incarnate butterflies, they have begun to go crazy. They seep out of the steel and gradually turn into dancing strips of flesh.

It is covered with thousands of eyes and is almost a spherical incarnation butterfly. It slowly penetrates into the crack and stretches out sixteen powerful black gold vein appendages from the root of its eye veins. And it quickly "swimmed" in the twenty-seventh section. It has been observing the star officials and curiously watching these human creations - its eyes are filled with golden thunder, intertwined into complex grids, It seems that he is in contact with the original seed all the time, trying to convey this news to his mother.

"Immortal Master." Yu Heng's eyes immediately started to bleed. He could hardly look away, his mind was attracted by this beautiful and pure creation——

——He called to the Heavenly Lord and silently recited the Blood Butterfly Bible in his heart. A cross-shaped wound was opened from the center of his eyebrows. The bones had to actively separate to expose the frontal lobe. It seemed that this blood-granting body was actively seeking the incarnation of the Butterfly. Vita Brand has started the normalization process.

"The Immortal Master. The Immortal Master"

"I will repay the kindness of others in my next life!"

The temperature of more than 300 degrees made Yu Heng blind. His tongue and throat made strange sizzling noises, as if a living person had been put into a microwave oven and was about to be roasted by purgatory.

"I will retaliate in the next life!"

The blood and flesh spreading out from Yu Heng's body knocked down twenty-three locking mechanisms and emergency brakes almost simultaneously.

At the beginning of the twenty-seventh drill ring, a huge force cut off the skyscraper——

——It carried unimaginable mechanical energy and got stuck halfway in the tunnel. It was completely separated from the drilling equipment on the twenty-sixth level in front, and the gecko lost its tail.

Since the twenty-eighth power unit began to squeeze the iron block in front, it began to slow down. Each subsequent power unit exerted pressure together, turning the ten-meter-high steel into a twisted and deformed biscuit. The cave was completely blocked.

A rustling sound came from above the dark hole, which was the broken nerve cilia of the original species. It was only sixteen meters in diameter, and was drilled through by the fairy boat at once - flowing out a confusing and deadly darkness. Golden blood, these elements touch the rocks and walls, and immediately grow black blood and flesh, turning into new angels of divine virtue. Just like the immune cells in the human body, following the instinct of the original species, they are searching for "bacteria" and the "large virus" called Xianzhou. There are almost more than eighty strange angels of divine virtue gathered at the discus. , they can no longer go any further.

The broken tail of Abbot Xianzhou has been completely destroyed, and some of the lightning stars are still executing the command of pushing and pulling the drill ring, accumulating huge mechanical energy, causing the steel to continue to squeeze and expand, generating a high temperature of more than 800 degrees, which will It turned into a hot "blood clot" and the angels were stopped, unable to follow the tunnel drilled by the abbot and continue forward.

Fickwood raised his head. At this moment, his frontal lobe could sense a little emotion. It was bitter and sad, and its name was Necessary Sacrifice.