A few seconds later, Godora's receptionist answered.
"There are many technologies that can achieve this effect, and it could also be a natural phenomenon. There have been stranger phenomena in the universe before, so there's no need to be surprised. Tens of thousands of new races are born and die every second. If we want to find out the cause, we have to do the research ourselves."
"This is what we're looking forward to," Gu Hui said. "I hope you can send someone to investigate."
"Request accepted. Current time: Galaxy Calendar, Year 688, August 10. Mission schedule: May 15, Year 689, arrival July 5."
The Galactic Calendar was set by the three giant civilizations, and it was used throughout the universe. However, some places still used their own calendar, just like how the locals still used dialects even though Mandarin was popularized. The Galactic Calendar was basically only used when different civilizations communicated, as it was convenient to calculate time.
"That long?" Gu Hui was shocked.
"All activities follow the schedule. Requests need to be lined up. I've already received requests from other governments on your planet, so I'll handle them at the same time."
Godora's receptionist answered in a rigid manner. Gu Hui felt a sense of familiarity. He thought about it and realized that this was the same tone that the relevant departments used.
Ending the call, Gu Hui was helpless.
"We still have to wait a year. After a year, who knows what the Inhuman Phenomenon will be like." Gu Hui shook his head. "Luckily, the Inhumans can be communicated. They're passionate about being mercenaries, so we can control it to a certain extent."
The highest level of Stardragon held a meeting. Since the Inhuman Phenomenon could not be dealt with for the time being, they had to seize the opportunity to start a war with the Germinal Organization before the situation worsened. They had to destroy the Germinal Organization and prevent the Germinal Organization from using this phenomenon to stage a comeback.
Preparations for an expedition war were started again.
…
Thud thud thud!
Her military boots stepped on the cold metal floor. Hella was expressionless as she walked through the maze-like metal corridors. She did not hesitate when she faced the intersection. She was very familiar with this area. This was where Aurora was locked up.
At the end of a long corridor, a thick metal door blocked Hella's view. She walked over with light steps. The automatic defense machine gun array in the corridor was always aimed at her, as if it would fire at any time. Two guards stood in front of the metal door, one on the left and one on the right, blocking Hella in front of the door.
"I have the authority." Hella's tone was cold.
The guard turned sideways and tapped on the control panel of the metal door a few times to confirm that Hella had received a one-time authorization from the leader. He nodded and said, "You only have one hour."
He opened the metal door, and light leaked out, illuminating Hella's delicate but cold face.
A pure white room was reflected in her eyes.
The structure was simple. There was a bed, a table, a chair, a bookshelf full of books, and a toilet.
On the bed that was as white as an angel's feather, a thin and small body was curled up under the blanket.
Hella walked forward absentmindedly and stopped five meters away from the room. She stretched out her hand and pressed it against the transparent glass of the isolation room. She couldn't go any further.
The corners of her eyes trembled.
The palm that was pressed against the glass suddenly clenched into a fist. He used so much force that even his knuckles turned white.
"Sister?"
The blanket wriggled, and a small head popped out of the blanket. Her movements were cautious. She had a head of green stubble, delicate features, and an abnormally pale face. It seemed that she had been malnourished for a long time and lacked light. Her big eyes were blinking. When she saw Hella, she was pleasantly surprised.
Aurora lifted the blanket and staggered to the mirror. Her steps were weak and weak. She was wearing a loose hospital gown. Her bare arms were full of scars from needles. Her body was thin and small, as if she was so thin that only her bones were left. Her height was only up to Hella's collarbone. Aurora threw herself in front of the mirror. Both of her hands were pressed against the glass. Her face was full of joy. "You came to see me."
Hella hurriedly stretched out her hands. Separated by the glass, the two pairs of palms pressed together. Hella's nose twitched. She held back her sobs and asked softly, "Have you … been well recently?"
"The doctor in the white coat is coming less and less often. The last injection was 13 days ago." Aurora blinked her big eyes and revealed a heartless smile.
Hella forced a smile. Her eyes swept over the needle holes on Aurora's body. Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. She knew why the doctor came less and less frequently. It was because Aurora's recovery was getting slower and slower. Every time the doctor took blood and bone marrow, Aurora needed a longer time to recover.
The Power of the Dead could sense vitality. Aurora, who was once as bright as the sun, was now like a candle flame that could be blown out by the wind at any time. The flame of life was weak.
Her vitality was withering.
"Sister, tell me a story. I want to hear the one you didn't finish last time." Aurora sat down with her arms around her knees and looked up at Hella.
Hella also sat down, leaned against the glass, and said softly, "Where did we leave off last time?"
"Hmm …" Aurora tilted her head and thought for a while. "That uncle called Zero escaped from the base. What happened after that? Did you fight with him?"
Hella's eyes drifted away. With a gentle tone, she continued the story.
…
In the Germinal Organization headquarters, in the leader's room, a row of senior officers stood in front of the desk, reporting the situation of the organization.
The leader sat up straight. No one could see the expression hidden behind the mask. His black-gloved hands were crossed under his nose, and he said in a deep voice, "The Inhuman phenomenon has distracted the Six Nations, but it won't be for long. At least the Inhumans have bought us some time to rest. Be prepared. The enemy will invade Andrea at any time."
All the senior officers nodded.
The leader glanced around and paused. "Where's Cyberlos?"
"There have been breakthroughs in a few research projects recently. He's busy."
The leader suddenly stood up and strode away.
…
Elux was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.
After a month of torture, he was finally released.
It was not easy!
Although he was in prison, Elux had always been paying attention to the forums and knew that the Germinal Organization had captured some other players. After he was released, he was assigned to a special team made up of players called the 'Inhuman Team'. They were all unlucky players who had been brainwashed and were bound to a faction.
His level was far behind, but Elux was confident that with his Grade A potential Esper Ability, as long as he leveled up, he would definitely be stronger than the other players.
A foreign player like him was not rare. There would always be some casual players who would not care about whose home planet was and would only choose a novice planet based on their interests. Every novice planet had casual players from various countries.
Organizing the brainwashed Inhumans into a small team was Cyberlos's suggestion. He had gotten the leader's permission. He felt that the Inhumans who could be resurrected had strategic value and could play a miraculous role in war.
The leader had sent combat instructors to create training and actual combat plans specifically for the Inhumans.
At this time, Cyberlos was in another laboratory. In front of him was a specially sealed chamber. Beside him, the researchers were methodically adjusting the equipment. There was an experiment going on inside, and painful and crazy screams could be heard.
After a long time, the sealed chamber quietened down. The valve opened, and the chamber door slid open, revealing the thing inside.
It was a man with all kinds of mechanical exoskeleton parts all over his body. The joints were all rooted in the bones. Other than his face, the rest of his skin had been replaced with a kind of flexible metal. His bald head was shiny, and it looked very futuristic. His body was huge, and his whole body was equipped with exoskeletons, making him look like a steel beast.
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