Sandora was a decisive person, at least when it came to the affairs of the Empire. After deciding to use the Garden of the Departed System to help the exiles re-establish contact with the Fifth Fleet, she had immediately informed Artemis through the mental link. The Garden of the Departed had just completed a routine maintenance, and now all components were in a state of activation, ready to carry out the mission at any time.
Of course, there were no problems on the exiles' side. Ever since they received the last communication from the Fifth Fleet in the wee hours of the morning, all their communication equipment had been operating at full power, so there was no need for any preparation.
The only thing they needed to prepare was to build a temporary conversion device to rewrite the communication protocol of the exiles into a data model that the Garden of the Departed could recognize. The data model used by the two was too different, and Toberu Technology's multi-linear random distribution data protocol was really weird to us. To translate two types of data in real time without a mapping database required a lot of calculations, so Sandora decided to install a Schilling Host in the Garden of the Departed and the planet Kailudak to assist in the calculation. The Garden of the Departed was quickly ready. The system had more than two spare Hosts on standby in case of emergencies. As for our side, we called Bubble over. It was safer for her to be in charge of the more difficult end.
There was a communication array on planet Kailudak, and one of its data ports was in this' Parliament Building ', which saved us a lot of trouble. According to the Parliament, the large communication array on the surface of the planet was modified by the engineers who dismantled the communication array from the escaping spacecrafts. It was already a very old thing, and there would be some problems in operating it. After all, the things they made were not comparable to the facilities built by the Empire. There was no other way to use these ancient devices, because they could not build a new array for the time being. Do not think that a communication array was as simple as an antenna. Communication technology that could steadily transmit signals across the void was very complicated, especially the large array used to maintain contact with the Fifth Fleet. The difficulty of building it was far beyond what the exiles could handle. They could build colonial planets, interstellar transportation networks, spaceports and various space docks, but they could not build large-scale cross-void communication devices. All their related basic industries were lost. While the good news was that the blueprints and data were still there, the bad news was that they had to start rebuilding these basic industries from the molecular pyrolysis transfer machine for mining. Because they did not have the incredible host technology of the Xiling Empire, they were making slow progress in rebuilding their basic industries. Well, this is all a digression.
The second floor of the Parliament Building (I have no idea how to differentiate up, down, left, right and the current floor in this strange building. It was as complicated as an insect's nest. It was only after the Parliament told us that I knew this was the second floor) was where the MDT was located. It was a large computer room filled with strange equipment. It sounded a little strange to put such a thing in a government building, but the Parliament told us the reason. The MDT was a huge consciousness aggregation with powerful information processing capabilities. When the fleet was in exile, the MDT was used as the central host to control the entire planet's fortress, so she could handle a lot of data processing work. Now that the new home of the exiles had just been built, the facilities were not complete, so she personally took on the responsibility of the entire galactic data network. The Parliament Building itself was the interface for the MDT to connect to the data network, so of course there was such a computer room here.
Because of this, Sandora's evaluation of the 'Parliament' was: a fake version of the Schilling host. While it did not have engineering or occult functions, it was probably not much worse than the Bubble in terms of pure computing capabilities.
The central computer room was very spacious, and because most of the data deduction was done by the parliament itself, there were not many terminals in the room for personnel to manually control. It only existed as an interface to connect the 'parliament' to the information network, so it was even more spacious than before. In the ellipsoidal cabin that was filled with Toberu's insectoid style, there were dozens of greyish black datapods along the metal walls. These datapods were about the height of a person, and their shells were smooth and round. There were no buttons or panels, only some green symbols flashing across the surface to indicate that they were in operation. The shape of the datapods looked like a few ellipsoidal geometries of different shapes and sizes fused together. This was Toberu's technological style. They liked to make their equipment shells as smooth as their own insect carapace. In the middle of the computer room, there was a large piece of equipment. Its shape was … quite abstract.
If I had to describe it, it would be like several spheres or ellipsoids piled up on the ground in a disorderly manner. They were connected to each other by beams of light. Green symbols and data were quickly refreshed on the surface of each sphere. Due to their strange appearance, when I first saw them, I almost thought that they had fallen from the ceiling …
Bubble was sitting on top of the largest sphere. The outer shell of the sphere had already been opened, revealing the internal structure that was flickering with dark green light. Bubble placed her right hand on the window, her eyes constantly flashing with light dots. She had successfully established a connection with the data network of the exiles, and was now learning how to assemble the system's information and downloading a dictionary. It was obvious that she was bored with this task, and once again she muttered, "I say, wouldn't it be better if you completed the connection earlier?"
Bubble was talking to the 'Parliament', who was standing beside us. At first, I thought that her image could not leave the hall, but I did not expect that Toberu's superior insectoids had even developed a similar mass projection technology. The 'Parliament', a soulless creature, could use this technology to move around like a normal person, and even make physical contact with the outside world. However, the 'mass projection' developed by the Toberu race had a flaw. It could not leave a fixed projection generator, and the Parliament itself did not have the ability to create multiple shadows. Otherwise, Tawil would definitely have a lot of common topics with the latter.
The 'network connection' that Bubble mentioned was of course for the exiles to connect to the Empire's network. This work had actually started, but it had not been completed yet. Bubble was very resentful of this, especially now, because there was no network connection. She had to use the most primitive method to learn a set of data network algorithms that seemed crude and backward to her. It was as if someone who was used to using 100 Mbps fiber to surf the internet suddenly experienced a 512K dial-up internet connection. The 'Parliament' could only shrug at Bubble's complaints, and continued to wait for the data synchronization to complete. The entire process took more than ten minutes. Even with Bubble's computing efficiency, it still took her more than ten minutes to learn the Toberu data structure algorithm. It could be seen that although the latter's technology in this aspect was not as good as the Empire, it was indeed quite high-end.
"There is no suitable socket, crystal interface is not supported, it is not compatible with the No.6 protocol, and we still have to use their own power source … Even a temporary adapter has to be designed and processed on the spot …" Bubble jumped down from the data machine. She lowered her head and opened her hands. Several rays of light flickered in her hands, and gradually formed the shape of a small device. At the same time, she muttered, "If it wasn't for the child's father, who would be willing to accept this job? The working environment is too horrible … At least give me a temporary socket …"
"She talks a lot of nonsense," Sandora tilted her head slightly and muttered to me. "But I can only express my understanding. Bubble is not used to working without a mainframe socket. She feels insecure."
I nodded my head to express my understanding. As Toberu technology used a completely different data interface, and the energy supply module in the parliament building had a problem, the normal Schilling mainframe socket was useless here. It wasn't that it couldn't be built, but even if a mainframe socket was placed in this room, it wouldn't produce any functions. The normal socket's functions: Additional energy supply, power amplification, enhanced stability, and a buffer for input and output data. None of them could be used here. In the end, Bubble had to use her own temporary adapter to directly connect to the data machine made by the Toberu people. So, we simply let Bubble directly connect to the data machine here and use her own power source to work. In the end, Bubble complained about this.
In the end, Bubble created a set of small equipment on the spot. It was made up of two parts. One part was a palm-sized square box with a crystalline shell. She stuffed it directly into the reading window of Toberu's data machine. The side of the crystal box that came into contact with the data machine immediately glowed red and automatically adapted to the connection mode of the data machine. The other part looked like an awl. One end was sharp and slender, while the other end was swollen like a handle. Bubble picked up the awl and shook it a few times. Then, she casually stuck it on her head with a 'puchi' sound.
"…" I was speechless. Damn it. Wasn't that scene a little too strange?!
"The child's father? Why is your gaze so strange? " Bubble looked at me strangely. Then, she seemed to feel that the awl on her head wasn't too comfortable. She pulled it out with a 'puchi' sound and changed the angle before sticking it back with a 'puchi' sound. "Oh, what about this? This is the amplifier that I just designed. Because it would be too troublesome to change the internal components of my body, and it is only for temporary use, I made an external component. Do you think it looks good? "
"…" Alright, in the end, I didn't say anything. I tried my best to maintain my composure as I smiled at this otaku who just added an extremely strange 'child's mother'. Although I have seen her plug some strange cables into her body to download things, the way she installed the external antenna … I better not comment.
"The connection has been established." After half a minute, a blue light flashed in Bubble's eyes. After two blue lights, the green symbols on the surface of all the data machines in the entire computer room quickly refreshed. After a blur, a large number of Schilling text labels were inserted. The low buzzing sound grew louder and louder. Bubble tapped the awl on her head and a happy expression appeared on her face. "Ah, I didn't expect these equipment to be so durable. I thought that with such high power operation, they would burn at least a third of it or something."
Speaking of which, you actually had such a goal from the start?! Don't say it in front of me!
The 'Parliament' had a very subtle expression on its face, but in the end, it didn't say anything. It just waited for Bubble to inform the system of the current progress. Everything went smoothly. Bubble successfully connected to Toberu's communication array and all related information networks. After transcoding, she could transmit the data from these systems through the Empire network to another Schilling host in the Avalon space. The latter would process the data and input it into the system of the Garden of the Departed. The Garden of the Departed was only responsible for the receiving and receiving antenna throughout the entire process. Thus, a set of cross-system communication module was established. Soon, Bubble informed us that everything was operating normally. The Garden of the Departed was sending the most powerful broadcast signal in history to the Void Quadrant where the Fifth Fleet's distress signal had come from. The content of the broadcast was submitted to us by the 'Parliament'. There was only one sentence: "This is the Fourth Fleet. The message has been received. Please reply immediately."
That was the only thing we could do immediately at the moment. The Combined Fleet's communication signal began to broadcast to the deepest part of the Void at an ultra-high intensity that they had never imagined. Not only was the technology that Toberu technology could not achieve, but it was also the highest level that the New Empire could achieve. When the dataphone showed the expected range of the first broadcast and the stable energy level of the message, the 'Parliament' expressed great surprise and gratitude towards us. It was the first time I had received such fervent gratitude from the mind collective before me. It was even more than when we had handed this universe over to the exiled fleet. My previous premonition was correct. If we could successfully save the Fifth Fleet, perhaps we could directly reverse the Fourth Fleet's estranged attitude towards the Empire.
Of course, the parallel challenge was to make the Fifth Fleet let down their guard against us.
"The rest is up to luck." Bubble adjusted her relay device for the last time and came to our side with an awl on her head. "The broadcast may not receive a reply soon, but as long as the Fifth Fleet is still alive and has a working communication array, they will reply sooner or later. The Garden of the Departed has turned the reception sensitivity to the maximum. Let's hope that the Fifth Fleet's communication intensity is not lower than the threshold … "
Bubble suddenly patted her head and added, "Let's hope they reply soon. My head is now filled with chaotic noises. The Garden of the Departed is too sensitive and all the information is being sent to me."
"Can't help it. You're the mainframe." I shrugged and patted Bubble's … erm, awl. That thing was too eye-catching.
"If everything goes well, I can only announce this matter to the citizens after we have established contact with the Fifth Fleet." The 'Parliament' explained to us on the way back to the hall on the ground floor. "For now, only some of the high-ranking officials and the 'Parliament' know about your actions. Please forgive our cautious attitude."
Everyone expressed their understanding. I could also see that the 'Parliament' was doing its best to mend the relationship between the New Empire and the exiles. She also knew that this incident was an opportunity, so she strived for everything to proceed smoothly. Before the situation was completely under control, it was quite important to ensure that the information was not leaked. Her main concern was that if the citizens knew about the Fifth Fleet and the Empire's involvement in contacting the latter, and if there was no result from contacting the Fifth Fleet, there was a high possibility that a new gap would arise between the New Empire and the exiles.
"We will inform all the stations at the borders of the Empire and have them be ready to pull the bulk of the fleet to jump. If possible, we will send the army to support the Fifth Fleet. We should be able to make it in time," Sandora said.
The 'Parliament' revealed a worried expression. "The Fifth Fleet may think that you are the enemy. They know nothing about the establishment of the New Empire, just like us back then."
"So, it will depend on your efforts. After the communication is restored, you must find a way to convince the commander of the Fifth Fleet as soon as possible. I believe that you are familiar with each other and can trust each other." Sandora looked at the 'Parliament's' translucent face and said in an unquestionable tone.
Through the Empire's mental network, Sandora and I quickly completed all the arrangements that could be done. We ordered the New Empire's Third Army, which had the fastest mobility, to enter a combat state, strengthened the observation of the Void at all the border stations, increased the priority of all intelligence in the Garden of the Departed during this period, and prepared a boxed lunch with soy eggs for Bubble … Alright, the last one was angrily rebuked by the person involved. Actually, I just wanted to reward the lass. After all, for the next few days, she would be a loli with an awl on her head …
The 'Parliament' also began her preparations, such as how to compress the information that needed to be sent into the smallest possible data package. After establishing communication with the Fifth Fleet, the communication channel would definitely not be stable. We didn't know how long we could communicate with them. So, the 'Parliament' now had to filter and combine several simple to complex data packages to send the most important information to the Fifth Fleet. The expected method was to immediately send a minimal data package when communication was restored. This data package included a set of navigation signals (which would let the Fifth Fleet know which quadrant was safe), the identification code of the Fourth Fleet from back then, and the border passage code of the New Empire. Since explaining the situation of the New Empire would require a lot of bandwidth, this minimal data package didn't contain the relevant information. This way, even if our communication with the Fifth Fleet could only last for an instant, the Fifth Fleet would at least be able to retreat towards us. As for what they would do if they encountered the Empire's outpost — I believed that by that time, both sides would have established a stable connection, and the 'Parliament' would be able to explain everything clearly.
It would be even better if communication could be maintained for a period of time. We would first try to send a few larger data packages, and then try to communicate directly with the Fifth Fleet.
But before that, as Bubble said, we could only leave it to luck.
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