While we were thinking about what we could use to quickly and efficiently lure Halland out, Icetis suddenly had an idea. "Eye-Catching? Isn't there a super eye-catching one here? " Icetis said and turned to look at Phyllis. "Except for the graves of your ancestors, these Fairy people are the most eye-catching …"
It was the first time in my life that I saw a person who could complete a backflip and a 360-degree turn in a sitting position, and then hide behind the back of the sofa. Phyllis almost turned into a black shadow and completed this set of movements. I was very surprised when I saw her popping her head out from behind the sofa. I thought to myself, 'This queen has trained her akimbo muscles pretty well …'
"How can you do this?" Phyllis glanced at the three of us as if we were enemies. "Do you think it's appropriate to discuss this matter in front of the victims?"
In fact, what I wanted to say was that in front of a female gangster like Bryndis, you still expect anything related to morality to be "inappropriate" in her mind. But before I could say anything, Bryndis said, "Oh, that's right. I should have waited until you weren't here to talk about this."
Sandora and I were speechless at the same time.
Phyllis, on the other hand, began to poke holes in Bryndis's face with her eyes. I don't think it's going to work. Bryndis's face, not to mention his eyes, even the Sea Pacifying Needle would be crushed.
"But it's a good idea," Sandora looked at us and analyzed calmly. "You see, Halland has seen the Fairy people's spaceship. He may not have seen the homeland with his own eyes, but he has a deep impression of the Fairy people's merchant ships. He knows that the people on these ships have dug up the ancestral graves of Ancestor Schilling. Secondly, the Fairy people are not the Shiring Apostles. The Fallen Apostles don't know much about the macro world system of the New Empire. It's not suspicious for the Fairy people to leave the territory of the Empire. It can be explained as the peddlers who have dug up the ancestral graves of their ancestors for a second time. It can also be explained as they want to go back to their hometown. Halland won't be suspicious. "
Sandora's analysis was well-organized. Phyllis continued to lie on the back of the sofa and stared at us. "What about me?"
"I didn't ask your people to stay with us." Bryndis finally couldn't help but remind the queen who was a little funny, "Bring your ships here, and your people can follow us back to the Empire area. Isn't that fine?"
Phyllis was stunned. She finally realized that she had been in a state of short circuit for the past few minutes and did not realize there was such an option. She smiled at me and Sandora apologetically. "Oh, I see. I'll give you a discount for a ship …"
I said, "Shut up."
"You can't do this! Do you know how much time it took us to build the experimental spaceship across the void? It took us two years to build an engine! "
"Shut up. Your adjutant has already been exposed. There are at least 20 spaceships in your hometown …"
Phyllis was speechless. I guessed she was planning to sell her adjutant again. This time, she would probably get a discount and send it to me in a sack.
In fact, we certainly could not take advantage of others. No matter how I thought about it, the fact was obvious: if the Fairy Void Empire's ships were used to hook up with Halland's army, it would probably be impossible for them to come back in one piece. Optimistically, the first thing Halland would do when she found out was to melt those ships into slag and scatter them all over the universe. So, I was thinking about what I needed to give Phyllis as compensation, such as another ship, or some civilian technology. But I couldn't bring it up in front of Phyllis. After spending some time with her, I already knew the nature of the Hawker Queen. She was a person who would do anything as long as she saw the light of money. If she knew that we had a compensation plan, we probably wouldn't have a day of peace before she could pry a fleet of ships from us …
All kinds of facts tell us that when faced with this kind of person, the best solution is to act first and report later. First, secretly decide on a compensation plan for her. When the time comes, there won't be any future trouble. If you want to discuss compensation with her on the spot, she can blame it on your actions and then extort a bunch of vitamin pills back … It's not like she can't do it!
It took us two days to evacuate all the personnel and equipment. In fact, it was quite easy to evacuate the personnel and equipment. The biggest advantage of engineering sites such as pioneering stations was that they were easy to disassemble and transfer. Most of the engineering base in the asteroid belt could be abandoned. The core facilities could be deformed and assembled on the engineering ship. As for the large laboratory that was built later, Tawil destroyed it after transferring all the key data. The personnel and equipment could depart in about half a day. The real time-consuming thing was the ancestral relics. They were huge in number and their structure was fragile. More importantly, Sandora was not willing to leave even a slag behind. More importantly, in the end, we packed up the entire asteroid belt …
It was like this. We spent a day and a few mass produced Bubbles to personally supervise the process. We created a temporary World Gate, then pushed the entire asteroid belt through the World Gate into the Shadow Realm. I have to admit that the project was a little big. But you have to understand Sandora's excitement when she saw the materials of her hometown and the ancestral relics …
In any case, Phyllis spent an hour repeating a sentence after watching a moon-sized rift open in space and the entire asteroid belt being pulled into it by a gravitational field generator in the shape of a gigantic rock rod:
"You bunch of lunatics …"
In fact, if it was not for the worry that the large-scale transfer of information would attract the remnants of Halland's forces in the dark, Sandora would have packed up the entire solar system and brought it back. You have to believe in the ability of the Shiring Apostles to drill holes in the world's laws. Something as large as the Psionic Death Star could still jump between several universes.
And so, after staying in this desolate and remote universe for a few days, we hurriedly returned to the capital world. Then, Sandora began to prepare for a surprise attack on the frontier. We needed the fastest and fiercest troops to give the remnants of Halland a crushing blow. And we could not let them escape like the last time. For this, Sives mobilized the Royal Navy, which had just recovered from the previous border defense, and all the elites of the six armies to form a powerful mixed force on standby. The reason we invested so many troops to deal with Halland was because they still had King's Landing. Although Halland's main forces were now only part of the Royal Navy, his King's Landing was a huge threat, and we had to use overwhelming numbers to deal with those things. Of course, I also considered using the Celestial System Fleet to deal with King's Landing, but that fleet moved too slowly and could not catch up in time. We wanted to intercept Halland, and the Celestial System Fleet was not suitable.
Apart from the troops mentioned above, there was also a special fleet that was also ready for this battle: the newly formed Seventh Fleet, which had yet to prove its combat power — the Mana Legion.
The Seventh Fleet was the Royal Navy of the Great Old Fifteen Heavens that we had obtained from the Melovans. After it was reorganized, it naturally changed its name. They were all the most advanced Mystery warships of the past. Although they had a long history, they still continued the unscientific durability style of the Shiring Apostles. As long as they were properly repaired, they should be able to unleash their full power. With the help of Tawil, Alleria led all the current technicians in the Mystery Side to work day and night, and spent several months repairing most of those ships (because we did not have enough Star Sculpting Pools — the Mystery Side's starport buildings — the progress of the repair was a little slow, and some of the ships that had been seriously damaged by the Melovans were still lying in the outer space of the Celestial Metropolis). These ancient Mystery creations formed a new fleet that was much smaller than the other armies. For now, we temporarily called it the Seventh Fleet or the Seventh Army.
As the number of captured ships was limited, and not all of the ships that could be activated could be activated, the size of this "Seventh Fleet" was indeed the smallest of all the armies in the New Empire. The Royal Navy was half the size of a normal army, and the Seventh Fleet was even half the size of the Royal Navy. As the senior person in charge of the Mystery Army, Alleria was a little depressed about this situation, but there was no other way. Before the Star Sculpting Pools were completed, the situation of the Mystery Side "having soldiers but no ships" would probably have to continue for a while.
Of course, I thought that the elite mixed forces organized by Syves and the Seventh Fleet should be enough to deal with the remaining forces under Halland. It was also a good opportunity to test the combat power of the Seventh Fleet and their adaptability in the New Imperial Army's environment. Anyway, we did not have to hide these things from the Mystery Side anymore. In fact, when the last battle at the border started, I had the intention to let the Seventh Fleet take the field at the last moment, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes …
As for the problem of the Seventh Fleet's lack of personnel, the highest general of the Mystery Side did not express any opinion. Alaya was still living a leisurely and blissful life. Although she was busy with a lot of work, I really did not notice any changes in her personality. I thought of the rule I had previously concluded: in the Fifteenth Sector, the one who did the work was probably the second-in-command. Look at Pandora and Syves, look at Alaya and Alleria …
Well, let's not talk about the work style of the two generals. In short, after an emergency mobilization, we had hoarded a considerable number of troops in the Far Frontier. After Halland's appearance, it was obviously too late for the army to go through the inner part of the Empire for a long-distance attack. So, Syves had the army on standby in an inconspicuous universe near the Far Frontier. This was the limit of the distance that the enemy would not be aware of, and the best distance to intercept the enemy as soon as they appeared. I believed that as long as Halland and her remnants showed up, these fleets would be able to seal off another universe in a few minutes. Each of their spaceships was full of world barrier interference devices, and the entire fleet was ready to execute the classic "anti-jump" tactic.
While the fleets were actively preparing for war, we had also thrown out the bait prepared for Halland.
On a dark, windy, and starless night, Phyllis stood on the No. 5 spaceport above Gaia, biting her handkerchief and fingers as she tearfully bid farewell to her flagship, which was the largest of the three Fairy merchant ships. Sandora, Phyllis's female adjutant, and I were also present. Seeing Phyllis's expression, everyone was speechless.
When Phyllis was about to compose a long poem, the adjutant next to her finally could not help but say, "Your Majesty, please be decent."
Phyllis seemed to suddenly remember that the adjutant had inadvertently ruined her plan. She immediately frowned and said, "Did I sell you? Do I sell you at a discount, support cash on delivery, and free packaging? "
The adjutant said with a poker face, "Your Majesty, you have planned to sell me 327 times. You even have a buy-one-get-one-free plan. So, please be decent."
Phyllis was speechless.
I couldn't help but interrupt the two strange people. "Do you really need to do that? Didn't I leave two for you?"
In fact, at first, we had planned to send all three Fairy merchant ships away. However, Phyllis felt that at least one of the three ships should be kept as a historical souvenir since it was the first time for them to leave this world. When Phyllis almost threatened to kill herself, Sandora chose to give in. Shadora's own explanation was that it was just a bait anyway. One or three ships would not make any difference. But I think the main reason was that Phyllis was too noisy. Before Shadora changed her mind, the Fairy Void Consortium had already prepared a loudspeaker and a banner in front of their company. The only thing they needed to do was to disguise themselves as more than a hundred unpaid migrant workers and broadcast, "The black-hearted Shipping Administration has towed away three of our ships without any explanation and without paying us. The Imperial Military Command, you must compensate us for our ships and our hard-earned money! Now that we can't survive, we can only sell our equipment. The meteorite smelting furnace, which originally cost 1888, is now only 998 … "
I think Phyllis really dared to do that!
"What's the contradiction between keeping two ships and losing one?" Phyllis was very clear. "I have feelings for this ship!"
I waved my hand and talked to her about compensation. My compensation plan was like this. First of all, the Fairy Void Empire had lost a ship. The Empire would build a replica of the same ship for them. Of course, this new ship was made of some advanced materials unique to the Empire, so it would be better than the original one. Phyllis had actually gained a lot from this. Secondly, for the "righteous sacrifice" of the Fairy Void Consortium (What an exaggeration!) To express her appreciation and gratitude, Sandora decided to open up the low-level void calibration and elementary psionic energy extraction technology to them. These two technologies should be quite high-end in the eyes of the Fairy Void Empire at present, but they would not have much impact on their native technology tree. For a civilization that had already jumped out of the universe, Void Calibration and Psionic Extraction were knowledge that was as far away as a piece of paper. Teaching them would not affect them much. Moreover, Sandora had other plans.
The Void Consortium established by the Fairy Void Consortium had not yet officially operated, but they had already shown their superb business and diplomatic talents in the process of communicating with the major races in the City of Shadows, especially the major servant races. This consortium would effectively improve the efficiency of the flow of civil channels and the degree of cultural exchange in various worlds. Sandora and I both thought that we should put this novel but very useful organization on the table as soon as possible and make it sufficiently loyal to the Empire. The most effective way to achieve this was to support key technologies.
When Phyllis heard that there was a compensation plan, her eyes suddenly lit up and she came over with a cheeky smile.
Before the peddler could say anything, Sandora and I teleported back home.
The next two days were the most difficult. We all hoped that Halland would appear as soon as possible so that the Empire could send out its army. But we did not want the most powerful guy in history to show up. It was a great thing that he could disappear into the depths of the void. After all, as long as the war started, there was a chance that the universe that we were worried about would be affected. We did try our best to keep the Fairy Void Consortium as far away from that world as possible, but Halland knew roughly where his target was. He should be hiding nearby, and the bait could not be too far away. Otherwise, it would fail.
However, after two days, there was no news.
The Fairy Void Consortium, controlled by the automatic system, patrolled the Far Frontier. No one came out to look for trouble. With the technical strength of the fallen apostles, two days was enough for them to find this obvious target.
When the third day passed peacefully, Sandora and I could not help but wonder if there was something wrong with our initial speculation. Maybe it was really an accident that Halland's remnants passed by. Maybe they were just passing by. Maybe they had left the Far Frontier and disappeared into the depths of the void. Or maybe …
Halland's target was not our homeworld, nor was he a Fairy Void Consortium. He was not interested in our bait.
We didn't have any information on hand, and the enemies hiding in the void were the most difficult to deal with. Shadolax and I didn't feel depressed at all. We began to reflect on our battle deployment, re-read the analysis results of the armor fragment, and compared the analysis process with Halan's behavior before and after the border battle. We still concluded that there was a 90% chance that Halan's remnants were hiding in the distant border. However — —
Why didn't they come out?
I could not figure out why a legion of fallen apostles with terrible obsession and great hostility to the Empire would suddenly change their nature and hide harmlessly in the void. They even turned a blind eye to the bait we threw out. Sandora and I were 100% sure that the Fairy Void Consortium did not give themselves away. The Empire's equipment on the Fairy Void Consortium was camouflaged, and the spaceship itself had no psionic reaction. It sailed according to the original route to create the illusion that the gravediggers were returning. To make the illusion more realistic, Sandora even ordered the spaceship to find a space nearby and used mining drones to dig up a few tons of stones.
So, it was unlikely that there would be a problem with the bait.
It seemed that an enemy like Halan was difficult to deal with after all. Perhaps he was extremely vigilant and cautious. The fishing method did not work every time. We were already very lucky to have successfully fished up the Melovans once.
Anyway, we waited in a dilemma for the time being. In fact, the fact that Halland did not show up for the time being was not the most troubling thing. The most troubling thing was that the spaceship used as bait had been circling in the same place for two days. If this went on, even if Halland was as smart as Jingle, she would still be able to see that something was wrong. A small boat without guards and no weapons was wandering in the void. It had been chased once before, but it still dared to be so high-profile. Now, it was just short of putting up two rows of banners on the side of the ship with the words "F * ck you, Halland, come and chop me if you don't like it".
Even the best plan would go wrong over time. This was the truth of life that I had learned a long time ago. When I was in elementary school, Shallow Shallow and I had planned to skip class to catch cicadas. But because it took too long, the plan was ruined. When we finally made up our minds and found a chance to skip class, it was already more than a month after the National Day holiday … Well, let's not talk about this.
But just when Sandora and I were about to give up on the bait and let the spaceship run to the depths of the void to disintegrate itself (we did not dare to let it come back, because if its identity as bait was not exposed, we might be able to carry out the second set of plans), we finally received a piece of good news.
The Fairy Void Consortium's spaceship was attacked.
Well … at least it was good news for us. Phyllis, let's not talk about it for now.
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