Ali opened the war gate on the lowest level of the information world, but he did not have the authority to enter it.
Denglong had closed the war gate on the bottom level. Not only him, Mia, Qichen, and all the people on the fast warships, including the Kolin people, were not qualified to participate in this war. Letting them enter the war gate would interfere with the other participating races.
They could only wait for the result of the war, be it victory or defeat, death or life, waiting for the final judgment of fate. They could not control it themselves, and they did not have the ability to do so.
Ali wanted to participate in the war. Since he heard that one of the targets of this war was Muran and the other members of the Cold Star Battle Squad, he first begged Ci E, who had been confirmed to be transferred up, to take him to the war. However, Ci E did not have the authority to do so. Then he went to the old captain, and after being scolded, he was told to go back and wait.
He knew that his participation in the war might be meaningful for the fast warships, but for the new warships, his pitiful ability was almost negligible.
However, he could not stay in the new warship and wait for the result with peace of mind. Muran's comrades had all died in the war because of him, and the only one who survived was still in the hands of the enemy. If he did not participate in the war himself, he would not be able to calm down.
In the end, he begged Yiyi. The security department was not a member of the war, but it could temporarily transfer him to the world on the upper level. Maybe he could sneak into the war gate to participate in the war.
Yiyi did not directly refuse him, but it clearly told him that if he wanted to go up from the security department on the lower level, he had to register with the security department. In the future, it would be basically impossible for him to leave. The Wu Nu people would eliminate anyone who tried to leave.
Yiyi did not want to make things unpleasant with Mia, and it did not want to ask for trouble in the future. Facing Denglong's inquiry, it did not really want to register him into the security department.
Ali had no choice. He had used all the connections he could, but he could not go up.
When he was completely desperate, Denglong finally gave Mia a special transfer order.
Only ten people would be transferred to the upper level. There would be no combat mission, only the arrangement of watching and learning.
There was a long list of rules and prohibitions on the transfer order. Ali had no time to read it in detail. There were only ten people. According to the ranking in the ship, it would not be his turn. He had to go through the back door!
He once again activated his various connections and even contacted Brother Ba Yi, but Ba Yi's reply to him was still to listen to the arrangement. The atmosphere of preparation for war on the upper level was different from the uneasiness of waiting below. It was very intense and tense, and there was no time to talk to him.
Ali had to bite the bullet and go to the old captain, Mi Ya. Unless he could see Chu Yunsheng or Bi directly, no one would be able to open the back door for him.
But how could he meet those two people just because he wanted to? The lives of the thirty-seven warships on the upper level could not be seen unless there was something important.
"Is there something wrong with your head? Mia looked at him coldly.
Ali lowered his head and said, "I was just thinking, thinking …"
Mia said, "What are you thinking? Do you want to save them or defeat the enemy? "
Ali was speechless. He couldn't do either.
Mia's tone softened a little and said, "I have already told you, you can't do anything. Not only you, but I also can't do anything. The only thing we can do is to wait and listen to the arrangement. Don't cause any trouble, don't increase the consumption of the new warship. This is the best thing we can do to save them."
Ali said sadly, "Captain, I understand, I understand, but I just want to participate in the war, otherwise, my heart …"
Mia said, "Is it useful for you to beg so many people?"
Ali shook his head gloomily.
Mi Ya handed Denglong's order to him: "Take a look yourself. When Denglong sent it over, he had already added your name on it. For this, in exchange, the Wu Nu tribe also gave a spot to Qi Chen. Other than me, the remaining 7 spots are for others to compete for."
Ali suddenly raised his head and said in surprise, "Ah, Da, Da Jun, didn't Bi, already give me a quota?"
Mia said resentfully, "Chi Wu might have paid attention to you, but if you continue like this, no matter how talented you are, you can only be abandoned."
Ali was startled, "Captain, I understand."
Mia nodded and said seriously, "The transfer order's task is to observe and learn from the battle. You have to be clear about the other restrictions, do not disturb your comrades."
Ali immediately said, "Understood."
After that, Mia jokingly said, "How is it? You didn't get anything from Yi Si, did you? You didn't expect that Bi had already made arrangements for you, did you? "
Ali was so shocked that he stuttered, "Cap-Captain, I-I, t-that's …"
Mia shook her head, indicating that he didn't need to explain, "I know you, I know what you are thinking, but the higher-ups don't know, and Bi might not know either. After you were chosen by Bi, the Wu Nu people immediately took away a quota. I won't say anything else, you should understand. Go back and reflect on it."
Ali left in fear. Now that he thought about it, he felt dizzy. Not only did he not care about anything, but he also almost went to the wrong "team". No matter what he thought, other people would think the same.
If many spirit masters had been making arrangements in the human beings on the spaceship, then in the new spaceship, the Wu Nu people and Bi had also made some small arrangements. The only difference was that these arrangements were all under Chu Yunsheng's control.
As the captain of the high-speed battleship, Mia had a quota. Including Qi Chen, who was chosen by him and the Wu Nu people, a total of three quotas were reserved, and the remaining seven quotas would be determined by other people.
All kinds of systems in the new spaceship were extremely complete. Doors were opened one after another, and the people who signed up for the competition were sent in and soon sent back. Most of the people were either unwilling or not convinced, and only seven people proudly won. As the "god's favored ones" at the bottom level, they would be sent to the upper level to observe and learn.
Everyone knew that the so-called observation and learning was a kind of key training. Only ten people in the entire high-speed battleship had this qualification. What kind of glory was that? What kind of opportunity would it contain?
Even in the face of a terrible war, it was still the same. These people were people who were unwilling to be mediocre. Otherwise, they would not have divided the spaceship again and again, and they would not have left the main fleet.
Among the ten people, half of them were from the Leng Xing people. Plus the blue-haired man, they occupied a total of four quotas. The earthlings occupied three, the underground dwarfs occupied two, and the last one was taken by the Huang Xing people.
What made many people puzzled was that, except for the Kolin people, who were outsiders and had no right to participate, all the other races in the original Leng Xing fleet had the right to participate in the competition, not just human beings.
When the last extremely cruel and fierce competition for the quota came out, and the Huang Xing people who finally won appeared in the gate of victory, all the Huang Xing people were instantly excited!
They shouted loudly, burst into tears, and hugged each other tightly.
No one knew how long they had been waiting for this moment, no one knew how much sadness and sorrow they had suffered since they left their mother planet, and no one knew how much they had paid for this day.
At this moment, only tears of excitement and sorrow intertwined with each other, falling on their virtual faces.
That Huang Xing person had become their hero, representing that they could finally stand together with the people of other races as equals. Although that Huang Xing person was trying hard to control his emotions, he was still trembling slightly.
The gate to the previous world slowly opened, and the ten chosen ones would enter the next level from here.
They were the pride of their races, and should accept the proud gazes of their own race, but Ali, who was in the same line as them, felt a little ashamed. If he really counted, he felt that he was probably the only one who had been selected through the back door, and did not fight for it with real strength.
Mia was the captain, and Qi Chen had almost become the captain, and he was also the new leader of the Silver Army. It was only right for them to be selected. They were going to lead the fast warships of the future.
In other words, their quota today was also obtained through crueler competition than in the past.
But he was different. He did not have that kind of status, and he had not worked so hard. Before Mulan and the others "died in battle", he had even been muddling along, and he was satisfied just barely not falling behind.
Now, he felt that everyone was looking at him and pointing at him. If it was on the Cold Star, they would even spit at him and curse him.
He also felt that the seven people who had been selected were looking at him with disdain, and did not want to be on the same team as him.
Mia entered the door first, and Qi Chen, who had been silent all this time, seemed to have seen through his thoughts. He suddenly turned his head and said, "They are actually envious of you, but not because you went through the back door. They are envious that you were chosen by Denglong. They are envious that you actually have the talent to be chosen by him. If you waste this talent, then they will truly despise you."
After saying that, Qi Chen turned back and stepped through the door. Ali seemed to have understood something, and stepped through the door without looking back.
Behind him, the chosen one who had defeated all the other competitors purely by relying on his knowledge was a little confused. It felt that this Cold Star person had been staring at it, and it made its hair stand on end. It did not know how it had offended this Cold Star person.
It was only until he stepped through the door without looking back that it secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It thought to itself, us, the chosen ones are still too cowardly, or else there would definitely be more than two people selected.
Different from the lowest level, the second level of the spherical world was currently bustling with activity, and the atmosphere of war was very heavy.
The ten of them were quickly divided into ten squares, and then transferred into a virtual war preparation space.
Many lifeforms appeared here, bustling about. The war mobilization order had already been issued, and the war system inside the ship was already operating at high speed.
No one paid attention to these "geniuses" anymore, and no one even stopped to look at them. Whether it was the Venerables from the Source Gate who came in a hurry, or the galactic lifeforms who quickly left, only lines of numbers appeared and disappeared in the surrounding space, disappearing and reappearing again.
The grand map of the battlefield opened up in the virtual information space. Weapons were simulated and fired one after another, the lives of the powerhouses were transferred into the battle map nodes, and the galactic lifeforms were sent to various control units.
The nebula seemed to be torn apart, and the space seemed to be trembling. Countless light spots on the battlefield quickly disappeared, and the new ships were destroyed again and again.
The ten of them looked at the failure reports one after another in horror. They saw the new spaceships being breached, they saw the breathing beings being killed one by one, they saw the 37 spaceships being destroyed, they saw the three major races being destroyed, and they saw Chu Yunsheng dying in the starry sky …
Extreme simulations again and again, they were defeated and died again and again. They had fallen into deep despair.
Suddenly, all the simulations stopped, emptied, and waited for the data.
Amidst the silence, the first data suddenly jumped and refreshed.
Outside, the real war had begun! (To be continued.)
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