The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

We control, we contain, we protect. (fog)

But in fact, this is only part of the business of the Space-Time Administration.This is actually a judicial organization, and its business covers combating smuggling crimes, public security, firefighting, anti-terrorism, humanitarian rescue and other responsibilities.At the beginning of the story, it has been born for 150 years.The original purpose is to maintain peace and security, prohibiting the use of 'quality weapons' and the recycling of dangerous 'Prime Legacy'.Quality weapons are banned, but because of the need for force, magic power is used as a relatively safe, clean and reliable means to manage each world.

The birthplace of the Time-Space Administration, Midzierda, has overwhelming advantages over most other dimensional worlds in terms of science and military power, and essentially governs the world under its management loosely.

Then there is the key point - mass weapons are banned.This quality weapon does not refer to the 【Absolute Art: Space Base Landing!】 which Zeon is good at. ], but non-magic weapons ranging from burns and shocks produced by gunpowder and chemicals to kinetic thermal injuries caused by particles with mass.

Among all the members of the Consolidation Department, only some of Protos's ground troops seem to comply with this rule.

Fight for Al! (Raising the psychic lightsaber of the non-mass weapon in his hand)

However, just like most similar organizations that have existed for more than a century, the internal forces of the Space-Time Administration are intricate, with many factions and conflicts.And it can be said that the traditional ground department and the dimensional navigation fleet are at odds.

Just thinking about it makes my brain hurt.

As for combat power—this organization obviously has the ability to sail across the world, and a single ship can go to another world to solve the crisis caused by digging graves.The number of fleets is unknown, but apparently quite a few.There is also a quasi-doomsday weapon-level armament-the rainbow cannon.

This is a weapon driven by magic. Almost all the specific data from the range to the firing frequency are unknown. The only thing we know is that the killing range after hitting is [-] kilometers, and the hit target including the surrounding space will be 'digged'.It's kind of like a graviton bomb with a lot of damage but a small range. (think)

I don't know how many doors this thing has, I only know that it can be carried on battle cruisers or smaller tonnage battleships.

Rescue for a long time, have enough force to separate one side - to be honest, communicating with this kind of organization whose water is deeper than Peach Blossom Lake is the most troublesome.

"This kind of control spans several worlds, and organizations that have become corrupt are difficult to negotiate with. If you want to communicate with them on an equal footing, you have to show strength, at least let them see the strength, that is to say, a A fleet of sufficient size is essential. But the sudden appearance of a fleet carrying a large number of 'quality weapons' within the control of the Space-Time Management Bureau will be a bit too exciting..." Oregana said, she was a little irritable Scratching his head, "And the bugs have been very quiet in recent months, always feeling that something big is brewing."

Since the leak was plugged, large-scale pest infestation has not occurred so far.Before the new leak is discovered, the dark worm's large army should not come in from the outside.But this does not mean that everyone can rest easy from now on - due to the wonderful nature of bugs laying eggs, no one knows whether there will be a big guy hiding in any corner.

Threats are always there, so you must be prepared [-]/[-].A fleet that can be put into the battlefield at any time and has a strong combat effectiveness is a must.

But if you get into a battle with the Space-Time Administration at this time, it is very likely that the battleship will be damaged, and if a pest plague suddenly breaks out somewhere at this time and the fleet cannot support it...

That would be a headache.

However, if you don't get in touch, you can't justify it.

It is too arbitrary to draw a conclusion on an organization because of the memories and settings before time travel, and giving up because of fear is contrary to the diplomatic organization diplomacy and Tartarus's philosophy over the years.

"So you don't want to lose battleships because of this kind of conflict, right?" Leopard leaned back on the chair, twisted his tail around his knees, "Indeed, it's too bad to lose a ship like this... Wait, that world won't suffer Is it an attack from bugs? If it is an environment rich in psionic energy, it should be particularly conspicuous in the subspace!"

Her expression suddenly became serious, and her tail wobbled uncomfortably:

"The world is in danger!"

"Don't worry too much, that world is quite far from our side. If we regard our world biome as the frontier, then that world is in the hinterland." Oregana pressed her tail to calm down her adjutant " The pests have been stuck here, they can't see the distant psychic flashes—not to mention the worms, even the Dark Rock and the others here can't accurately locate the universe through psychic energy."

"The abdomen... the ground?"

"Yes, the hinterland. Over there is a world that doesn't need to face the threat of bugs. As long as we get stuck here, everyone in the rear can live a peaceful and peaceful life..." Oregana smiled, but the smile was quick It turned into a wry smile, "Well, not necessarily."

"That's right... it's just a life that won't be swallowed by bugs, peace and harmony is not necessarily..." Liu Lizi couldn't help covering her face—if they didn't know that there were bugs, most intelligent races would first Do it with your own people.This fully demonstrates that "people who are not of my race must have different hearts" is a joke, as if people of my race have different hearts...

"Anyway, let's get ready first." As the platform ahead slowly approached, Oregana sighed, "We must still contact the Space-Time Administration, but we must first do a good job of intelligence collection and preliminary preparations. Specifically, How to do it can only be judged after Precia wakes up and the analysis of the Garden of Time is completed."

"Several mobile teams of Ansadore are still arresting the Zhazha remnants over there. This time, let Beria's people go and have a look."

"oh, I understand now."

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There was only darkness all around.

Why is it so dark?Is the Garden of Time entering a low-power working mode?

Hmm...it should be like this.The garden of time was already in a state of serious damage, and a large number of facilities were out of function.But as long as the last cabin is kept intact and they reach the legendary city of Alhazad, then all problems will be solved.It is a place with excellent technology and magic culture, as long as you can get there, it is an ideal land where any wish can be realized...

Once there, Alicia can be revived.

Now...is it here?I just took a nap on the sofa, how long has it been?

Precia tried to open her eyes, but there was only a blur in front of her eyes.But he could vaguely see that this was not his room before, the lights in the room were dim, and he was not lying on the sofa, but on the bed.

This made her alert all of a sudden, and immediately began to look around for Alicia.

Obviously, the giant Petri dish was not in this room.At this moment, her chest was instantly filled with trembling fear.

"Do not……"

Precia muttered something in a low voice, then desperately poured strength into her weak limbs, struggling to get up from the bed.

"Don't be impatient, Miss Precia! You need a good rest now!"

But almost immediately, a pair of hands gently and firmly pressed her back on the bed.

"What have you all done!" Presia roared, despair and rage filled her body like flames, she clenched her fists tightly, and pushed away the hand holding her with all her strength—

But it didn't work.

I am weaker than I imagined, not only my body, but also my magic power.Did the other party use some magic suppression device?

"We are treating you! Don't you feel better breathing now?"

The voice of the person holding him down sounded rather helpless.It was a very young-sounding voice, and Precia focused her attention on this person. She watched the person in the dark vigilantly—the room was open, and this person should have woken up when she saw herself. Immediately after she got there, she rushed in—trying to find some information on her that could represent her identity.

This is a girl with blond hair and red pupils, just like Alicia—but this guy doesn't look like a normal person.There are sutures everywhere on her face and hands, and there are large electrodes on both sides of her head, which makes people feel uneasy.She wore a white robe like a doctor, with a nameplate with her name and portrait on her chest.

That wasn't Meade's writing, and there was no sign of the Space-Time Administration.Are there any other marks?Of course there is--she has a gold cat's paw badge on her left chest, with gold patterns on a black background, which looks like a cat raising its paw like this to greet people.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

Fran also breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a bit of a troublesome patient—it's a trivial matter that the blue bar is missing, the point is that she also suffers from severe lung disease.It is presumed that it is due to the erosion of unknown drugs. She has pulmonary fibrosis. During the physical examination, she was found to have severely reduced lung volume, reduced diffusion function, and hypoxemia.

And with the technology of Tartarus, it is troublesome to repair the lungs that are about to be completely broken.So Fran adopted the favorite method of the 4S shop next door to repair the car - when a part is broken and people don't want to repair it, then replace it with a new one, saving time and effort (but not money) - do it directly Had a double lung transplant.

Although he is an elderly patient (Precia looks like 39 years old, but he was actually 59 years old when he first appeared), but under Fran's superb medical skills, the confinement was a complete success.Finally, the postoperative wound is bonded with nano repair agent, which maximizes the recovery speed.After that, Fran stayed in the duty room all the time, just worried about accidents.

Judging from the results, the patient did not have any physical accidents, but he was a little manic mentally...

For now, Precia has quieted down.She took several deep breaths, and the expression on her face became surprised—of course, she had been tortured by a violent cough that almost burst her lungs before, and coughing up blood clots was commonplace, even if she was sitting and breathing. It makes "hiss" and "swoosh" sounds like a malfunctioning flute.

But now, she just realized that her breathing is so soothing and calm.It seems to have returned to the era when Alicia was still there and her body was healthy decades ago.

Medical skills can bring happiness to people, and doctors who bring health will be trusted by patients.After realizing that her physical condition has improved, Precia should be able to calm down and have a good talk.Fran thought about it, and began to write the manuscript. She guessed that the other party would start the three philosophical questions soon——

Where is this, who are you, what do you want to do?This kind of thing has happened many times, and everyone is basically familiar with the process.However, just when Fran felt that she was ready to answer the three philosophical questions, Precia did not play her cards according to common sense.

She stared fixedly at Fran's red pupils, and asked tremblingly:

"Where's my Alicia? Where's she? She's just...just asleep...you can't be..."

Fran raised her eyebrows, she was surprised at first, and then quickly showed a clear expression:

The girl soaked in the petri dish is her obsession—something she wants to get back no matter what the cost.But in fact, maybe she has already fallen into frenzy.At this moment, Precia doesn't care about anything including herself, all her thoughts are in that cold petri dish.

"You don't worry too much," Fran said with a gentle smile, "you don't have to worry, she is next door now. Because there is something wrong with the energy supply system of the cultivation tank, in order to prevent her from being hurt unnecessarily, we Switched her to our culture tank. But...it is not that simple to wake her up, we are trying to find a way, please take it easy. Everything will be fine."

Although Fran's appearance still looks different from that of a human being, the warm atmosphere she exudes at this moment makes people involuntarily relieved - after all, she is also a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.At least most of the time yes.

"Can I go and see her?"

"of course."

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PS3: The past few days are really troublesome things one after another (cover face)

In the next few days (before NO.12), because of the problem of harmonious words, I have to go through all the previous content (a total of 340 million words), which consumes too much time and energy, plus interim posts and book reviews Unable to use, unable to get feedback, and unexpected mistakes may occur, so we will slow down the speed of updating the main text, and update the mi in the order of the main text - the side story - the main text.

We will try our best to ensure the update, try not to open the skylight microphone, this month is still the goal of full attendance.

I originally hoped to make up the two chapters owed by the live broadcast this week, but it seems to be a bit difficult now, so let’s make it up before NO.15, Migu (nod)

I hope you will support me a lot and forgive me (bow)

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Chapter 814Chapter 734: 3A giant system (forcing the truth)

The light in the room is stable at a comfortable level, and the air is filled with the unique sweet smell of culture fluid.Just as there is always the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, the room where the cloning pod is placed must always have the smell of culture fluid.This is also why the clone warriors had to rush to take a shower after they came back to life. Fortunately, the smell was easy to get rid of and wouldn't stick to their bodies.

Alicia is in one such pod right now—the only one in the room.The culture fluid gently surrounded the body that had lost its vitality, which made Precia let go of the big stone in her heart.

When she woke up from here before, the thing she was most afraid of was that she was caught by the Space-Time Administration again, which meant that she had to face the clone again——Fett, and she would definitely be interrogated, and it was very likely that she would tell Things that I tried my best to hide before.Not only that, but if that happened, he would lose the opportunity to go to Halhazard, and Alicia would never be able to wake up again.

Although Precia soon realized that this was not a relevant agency of the Space-Time Administration, a new worry emerged—would Alicia be treated as an ordinary corpse?Will it be used for anatomical research, or even cremated directly?Although these possibilities are not high, just thinking about them will make people feel like their hearts will stop.

Until now, Precia was brought to this room, and she was relieved to see that Alicia was still well.She walked slowly to the cloning cabin which was used as a training cabin, and put her palm on the slightly cool wall of the tube, lowering her eyes, showing a relieved expression.

This scene seemed strange to Fran.

Alicia, this is a body that has been dead for many years.But Precia's attitude towards her is obviously towards the living. It is hard to imagine what kind of mentality she has been in these past few decades-how painful will it be to lose her own heir?This will make a person fall into a decades-long obsession?Fran, who is unlikely to become a mother in a short period of time, cannot understand this feeling.

The task assigned to him by his boss was not to rescue Alicia, but to preserve the body with the highest standards.Tartarus has the technology to transcend death. As long as he becomes a clone warrior, he will step out of the category of human beings.Ordinary people see death as the end, but clone warriors see it as a breeze around them and don't care.

However, before becoming a clone warrior, the individual must be fully conscious.If the consciousness and soul have dissipated from the body, then no matter how many bodies are cloned, it is useless, because it is just a fake that looks the same.Alicia's body is very complete, and Fran is confident in creating an individual with the same memory and way of thinking-maybe it can fool Precia, but it can't fool herself.This may be the reason why the legion commander only gave the order to preserve the body.

By the way, there is still a way to make spiritual energy supplements... That may be a difficult point now, but it is much easier than resurrecting a corpse from 30 or [-] years ago.

While thinking about these questions, Precia's voice suddenly came to my ears:

"Thank you so much...Although it may be a little late to say this now, I still have to ask, what is this place?" She asked, "And you are..."

Fran came to her senses:

"This is a space station affiliated to the Ministry of Consolidation, named 'Al Azif Alhazred (Al Azif Alhazred)'. I am a researcher here and also a doctor. You can call me Fran."

When she said these words, Fran felt a little proud in her heart.Although the scale of this space station is not as large as those space fortresses, it is a research station specially assigned to its own name. In addition to the main body of the space station with a long axis of 27 kilometers, there are a total of four security levels in the surrounding thousands of kilometers. Three affiliated laboratories.This is Tartarus Cake's affirmation of his achievements and abilities, and it is also an honor that only belongs to technicians.

And the strange name of Al Ajif Khalhazad (because the three syllables all start with A, so this space station is also jokingly called the 3A giant system) is because of Fran’s own interest——Al Ajif It is taken from the original Arabic name of the famous Necronomicon of the Necronomicon. This is the sound of an insect in the night, which is considered by the Arabs to be the roar of a demon.And Alhazad refers to the author of this magical book, the mad Arab poet Duckallau... Abdel Alhazad.

That eternal being can't die, and in the eerie eternity even death can die-this feeling fits the aesthetic of the crazy doctor Fran.It was said that she had a second-year illness, and she admitted it. After all, she had decided not to hide it when she was making a Frankenstein-shaped data interface next to her head.

However, Precia certainly did not understand the stalk here, or rather, she understood it as another stalk:

"Hal Hazzard?!" And what's worse, this stalk bumped into something she had been chasing for decades, which made her suddenly excited "This is the legendary lost city, where any wish can come true Is it the dream town of Al Harad?"

Facing this suddenly excited patient, Fran could only try to calm her down. She placed her hands on the shoulders of Prescia who was approaching suddenly so that she would not bump into herself like a berserker. , explaining:

"I don't think it should be. This space station was just completed three months ago. It's just a research station under my name. It's not an ideal place to fulfill any wish—here, even the express delivery of online shopping is directly delivered to the hand. The wish is fulfilled. No way. It’s even more impossible for there to be any ‘legends’. Even some custom-made equipment has not been fully in place in three months. How can the reputation spread to another world in time? Probably just the same name.”

Precia first showed an expression of disbelief, but soon realized what she was like now - judging from her current posture, she was almost bumping into the doctor, which was not good from all angles.She tried to find evidence that the girl with the big electrodes on her head was lying, but in the end reason prevailed.