Him and their stars

This tall and slender Twi'lek woman wears a gray-black traveling cloak all year round, which is resistant to dirt and heat and comes with a hood. She always has an unwavering ascetic expression on her face. Such a character should be a typical cold-faced and cold-hearted mystic.

But in fact, Miss "Prophet" is an outspoken person. Although her expression and tone don't fluctuate when she speaks, she always has something to say.

"Two pieces of good news?" The Great Khan was slightly startled.

"First, the chip you got from the silver core ruins is real. Now, this fortress has passed our management authority, and it already belongs to you." Miss Prophet said.

The Great Khan forced himself to hide the ecstasy in his heart and nodded reservedly.

"Of course, restoring all functions is a huge systematic project. It requires specialized departments and top ancient scholars to conduct research."

"A top ancient scholar, like you?"

"I am far from being considered the top. In the organization, only 'Ms. Now' might be considered." The prophet shook his head frankly and added: "The research process may take thousands of years as a unit."

The Great Khan continued to nod reservedly: "And there is also a need for specialized university majors in ancient philology and reverse engineering to train tens of thousands of researchers, right?"

"This is indeed a necessary condition." Miss Prophet said: "As far as I know, the Empire and the Alliance also have the same scale of Enlightenment ruins in their hands, but today, thousands of years after their discovery, they can still obtain new ones from them. Research results."

"I understand." The Great Khan looked at his old palace minister calmly out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that the old man was nodding his head, he said: "After the military and civil affairs are on the right track, all education systems should also be in accordance with It will be rebuilt according to the first-class standards in the universe. When the time comes, we will need to contact the latest teaching materials and facilities through your organization.”

"This is what it should be. I will compile a catalog for your reference in a few days." The prophet once again expressed his agreement without expression but sincerely, making the Great Khan opposite him feel that he was a bit of a villain. .

The other party didn't realize Khan's little entanglement, or in other words, he didn't care after he realized it, and continued: "The second good news is that the defense system and dock maintenance system of this fortress have been activated. As for how many have been activated. , I’m not sure, but large battleships can now be completely repaired. For example, the wounds on the main bearing keel of your Millennium Empire can now be repaired.”

The Great Khan had heard the good news from the old palace minister before, which was actually the reason why she came all the way from the colonial planet. But it was obviously the same news, but when I heard it again from Miss Prophet, I felt double or even more joy. It was a happy time like a dream.

After all, when it comes to the level of scientific researchers, Miss Prophet is the number one on the scene. The team she brought is also full of experts and is a top team with both research and engineering. How else could he serve as an ambassador while also playing the role of "chief technical advisor" to the new predator empire?

"The wound on the main bearing is a penetrating wound!" The Great Khan couldn't help but said as he looked at the other party.

The Millennium Empire has been in service for a century and has participated in twenty or thirty battles. Even the most powerful dreadnought the Reavers have ever built is still covered in wounds. The most serious injury he suffered recently was when he led the immigrant fleet through the Gate of Glory. The Great Khan personally took charge of the main flagship and took care of the immigrant ships and work ships. Her single ship drove away more than ten imperial warships that tried to pursue her, severely damaged a battle cruiser, and sank a heavy cruiser. She was indeed quite domineering and invincible. Unfortunately, the huge dreadnought was hit hard by the rail gun of the Imperial Fortress.

At the time, it seemed that this was just a minor damage that could be ignored, but in fact, the shot had penetrated the main bearing column of the battleship. Although the hole that penetrates is not large, it is irreversible structural damage.

In other words, after staying in the Galactic Center for a long time, the crew of the Predator have become masters of buckets. In terms of experience in dealing with ship damage alone, they are the best in the universe, even surpassing the elite navy of the Imperial Alliance.

Therefore, after a fierce operation by this group of old bandits, the Millennium Empire was still restored, and its combat effectiveness was not affected for a while.

However, structural damage is structural damage, and no one can guarantee that she can continue for a few more years.

Even the Great Khan himself was mentally prepared to hold a funeral for this symbol of power of the Elor people, which was naturally very unpleasant. Although she had long been dissatisfied with this old ship that her great-grandfather had used, she thought that in order to restore the technology tree of the Empire era, she must get a young Vulcan Titan. But before that, she still had to rely on this hundred-year-old old lady to support herself, and it was inevitable that she would be a little sad and anxious.

Now, when I heard from technical experts that there was still room for rescue of this terminally ill old woman, I was naturally overjoyed, and then started to worry about gains and losses.

"I know." Miss Prophet said, "That's why it's good news."

She then explained that a large mothership that was much more seriously injured than the Millennium had been lying in the dock for a month and has now been repaired. Those problems that existing technologies cannot solve at all no longer exist now.

"The main bearing shaft of the Sky-Swallowing Titan was not penetrated but broken. Two of the four sublight engines were blown up, and the energy cycle compression system completely collapsed. To be honest, you can still run to the sky after suffering so much damage. After that, it was nothing short of a miracle.”

The Great Khan glanced at his subordinate General Gesu Lei. The troll warlord, who was also the owner of the Sky-Swallowing Giant, suddenly puffed up his chest with pride, and his already particularly fat belly suddenly expanded more than once. .

Miss Prophet's meaning is very simple. Even the Sky-Swallowing Giant, which may be destroyed at any time, has been restored, let alone the Millennium.

"Yes, do you know what the principle is?"

Miss Prophet's face remained expressionless, but a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes: "It can only be determined to be some kind of extremely tiny nano-machine, as small as a biological cell, but everything operates automatically. Our perceptions and instruments We can detect it, but we can’t control it.”

The Great Khan was slightly disappointed, but then he regained his spirits. So far, the major races and civilizations in the galaxy have obtained a large number of legacies from the ruins of the Enlightened Ones. Many of the legacies have even been put into use, but aren't they all aware of them and not knowing why?

As long as it works.

This is true for the maintenance function of the fortress, as well as its defensive function. As long as he has these two, the Great Khan will have the confidence to build a sufficiently solid defense line based on this fortress. Even if the sky curtain finally disappears, it should still be able to fight against the conquering armies of other countries that are several times larger than our own.

As long as they can defeat the coalition forces a few times, whether it is the greedy Dawn Dragon or the insidious Rainbow Rose, they will always be willing to return to the negotiating table.

Thinking of this, the Great Khan couldn't wait to see other defense functions of this fortress. However, Miss Prophet said again: "The bad news is that I can no longer contact the great dramatist."

This does sound a bit confusing. After all, no one present except the Great Khan Tomitelli and the old palace minister knew that the great dramatist was actually one of the top cadres of the Snake Organization known as the "Thirteen Faces". Everyone immediately showed puzzled expressions.

"You can't contact him?" Khan was also a little confused.

"Contacts in the New World are naturally not as convenient as those in the Milky Way, so we agreed to have regular contact through the virtual realm every two months." Miss Prophet paused, and still said in a matter-of-fact tone with a calm expression: " The last time we contacted him, he was already ready at Xinyumen."

Tomitelli was slightly startled, and then immediately understood what the other party meant. She did not have a seizure, but instead showed an elegant but extremely sinister smile: "...You guy! Do you want me to thank you for your candor here?"

"I'm not asking for your gratitude. The dramatist is also on a mission from the past, and I don't know the real purpose. However, whether he is trying to get Hui's secret before you, or to provide backup for your subordinates, there is no one left. It makes sense.”

She pondered for a moment and then said: "After I found out that I couldn't contact you, I used the star card to divine a divination, and the divination was not optimistic."

The Great Khan was speechless, still squinting his eyes, staring closely at the linguist's neck, and then moved his gaze to the whip-like tentacles hanging behind her head and coiled around her neck. She is a Twi'lek, a demi-human race that is more than nine points identical to humans and even has similar reproductive organs. The vital organs of this race are also very close to humans. However, it is said that the masters among the Twi'leks can sense through the tentacles on their heads, and can even train them into weapons as deadly as soft whips.

She then looked at the subordinates brought by Miss Prophet, a twenty-person engineering research team, and four titled "Executive Officers" who could occasionally serve as military advisors.

At that moment, the Great Khan indeed made plans to keep all these smugglers here. However, she also understood that if she really took action here, even if she really killed one of the Thirteenth Face and several Tokikan, there would be no benefit other than venting her anger, and the casualties of her own high-level officials would be difficult to control. You might even die here.

At this time, she also heard the old palace minister's gentle cough.

The Great Khan looked at Miss Prophet and tried to keep his voice calm: "...I have not received any news from the Sazaka Warlord here."

Of course, even if the troll warlord succeeded, he would not be able to break through the surveillance of the coalition forces and escape back behind the sky. According to the original plan, as long as he succeeded, he could lead his subordinates to become free pirates.

Tomitelli Khan pondered: "In other words, we must be mentally prepared that the ashes have fallen into the hands of the people on earth."

"This possibility is unlikely. The future public has said that Ash is a creation of the great enlightened one, and it is not something that we ignorant successors can control. However, there is a great possibility that He has awakened." The prophet answer.

"The future prince also told me that gray is related to the survival of Tianmu. Is this a confirmed fact, or is it just his speculation?"

Miss Prophet did not answer this time. She just glanced at the Great Khan expressionlessly, with a trace of helplessness flashing in her yellow jade eyes. He was probably saying, "How can I explain my future business affairs clearly?"

"No one can tell what will happen to Hui if he wakes up." The Great Khan said solemnly.

We must speed up the pace of military shipbuilding. Fortunately, with this fortress left by the Enlightened One, all the main battleships can be properly maintained. She estimated that within three to five months at most, her side's combat power would be fully restored and even stronger than before the Great Crusade was launched.

But at this moment, an alarm sound came from the fortress central control room.

This is very normal. The reactivated ancient fortress monitors everything in this galaxy. Even if a meteorite floats by, the fortress will react.

But this time, Tomitelli Khan's heart just skipped a beat, and she always felt an ominous premonition.

She looked at Miss Prophet again, only to find that the latter had already taken out a large number of star cards from her pocket, shuffled the cards in an acrobatic manner, and then unfolded the cards in front of her. .

"Draw one?" Miss Prophet's face remained expressionless and her tone was calm, but the Great Khan inexplicably heard a little bit of hope.

Tomitelli took one out with a cold face and opened it directly in front of the opponent, but it was a chariot with flames.

"Oh, Backfire's Chariot? Crystal background! It means..."

"Does this still need to be explained? Isn't it just the literal meaning?" The Great Khan couldn't help but interrupt the other party.

"I think you have a lot of prejudices against spiritual divination. We can't take it literally..."

However, before Miss Prophet could complete her science popularization, the Predator fleet patrolling the galaxy also sent a report: "Khan, we found two Imperial warships, two Apocalypse Eagle-class destroyers! They should be the Imperial reconnaissance fleet!"

They have broken through the sky! The Great Khan felt dizzy for a moment. It was as if the fatigue accumulated from more than three months of hard work suddenly broke out all at once.

Of course she knew that this day would come sooner or later, but she never thought it would come so soon.

At this moment, the Great Khan suddenly realized that all the vibrant scenes that everyone had worked hard to build in this star field seemed like a joke.

"Sink it immediately!" The old palace minister gave the order calmly while supporting his master.

"Understood!" The patrol fleet's response seemed to contain a kind of hysterical madness.

Probably the Imperial warship on the opposite side never thought that it would encounter such a scene. When faced with the siege of the predators, it did not immediately escape. It was as clumsy as a wild duck that got caught in a bird net. In less than five minutes, the patrol fleet reported good news, stating that both Imperial reconnaissance ships were sunk and no one survived.

By this time, the Great Khan had calmed down and calmly praised: "Well done!"

It only took Tomitelli a few seconds to adjust. At this time, her expression was stern, her breath was steady, and her figure was erect, full of royal majesty. In other words, she looked more domineering than ever before, more like a talented and strategic overlord.

The people who were in some commotion because of the appearance of the imperial warship in this system couldn't help but calm down after seeing the performance of the Great Khan.

Miss Prophet looked at the majestic predator Great Khan, hesitated for less than half a minute, and then said calmly: "Khan, I have another good news and a bad news here. Which one do you want to hear first?"