Visca didn't let me down. She had almost forgotten about her muddle-headed past, including the cloak that she'd loved to wear when she'd first joined the family. Fortunately, she had an AI assistant who used the original firmware to memorize things. Although Madwoman Two wasn't mentally sound, her memory was still fine. After seeing the image we sent her, she immediately recalled the bloody days of the past. She circled a certain part of the image in red nostalgia and introduced it to us, "Look, this is my belly button back then. My belly button back then was really big …"
The entire meeting room was silent. Everyone, including Icetis, looked at Madwoman Two's mouth in horror. She didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. "Don't you think I'm sexy? I wasn't as fat back then. I had a great figure back then. I had curves and curves, unlike now where my waist has a radius of more than seven thousand kilometers … "
"You … Shut up. Can you listen to our questions?" I laid on the table half-dead and breathless: I'm starting to regret looking for that lunatic. I could have flirted with anyone, but I had to flirt with that guy who doesn't know how to control his mouth!
"Oh, go ahead." Madwoman Two woke up from her beautiful memories of her belly button and waist size. Her virtual image on the communicator had always been a cloud without a physical body. Now, the cloud was twisting and turning, slowly turning into a black-and-white image of Visca. "Oh yeah, what do you think of the new look I made for myself? It looks much better than that idiot, the Warlord. "
I continued to breathe weakly. "… Okay, okay, okay. Anyway, do you remember how you and Visca brought the Dark Forest tribe here? How did you find their homeworld? What did you leave behind here? Also, did you modify this universe? We found a lot of space folds and a highly encrypted parallel universe. These things caused a lot of trouble for the Imperial Army. Halland is now hiding in a different space. Also, if you have time, can you tell us why Visca suddenly became their savior? "I couldn't help but turn to look at Visca. The little brat finally took out the black cloak that she liked to wear back then from her personal space. She was now dressed like she used to and stood in front of the holographic projection. She struck the same pose as in the photo and let the little ones play a game of" everyone come and find trouble ". "I really don't understand how Visca could have done such a good thing back then."
"Dark Forest tribe? What's that? "Madwoman Two was stunned." We even brought people back then? "
"…" I was speechless. What a smart answer. Was everyone in the Army of Destruction sane?!
Fortunately, Madwoman Two's memory bank was still intact. She carefully checked the information in the corner of her memory core and finally remembered that after the Army of Destruction invaded the country, there were still a few layers of refugees on the spaceship. (Look at how they lead people!) "Oh, I remember now. We did bring people, but they weren't called Dark Forest tribe back then. They were called … Well, it was some other name anyway. It wasn't important information so I didn't record it. They probably changed their name after taking root in the new world. It's normal. Changing your name after the end of the world is the same as going abroad for plastic surgery after winning the lottery …"
I didn't know where she got this messy knowledge from! Besides, other than their actions being similar, was there anything else that was related?
"The Hessian Tribe … Hmm, that's what I'll call them," Madman Two began to ramble. "They seem to be a group of interesting people, but the General didn't have much contact with them back then. Back then, the army was patrolling the borders of the old Empire. This was what we called it back then. We just wandered around and saw if we could find some ignorant brats to shoot a few shots at. That was the General's hobby back then. Then, we found that world. Back then, it was the end of the world. You know the General's temper back then. She loved to watch the end of the world. So, we watched from the void for hundreds of thousands of years … "
"Wait!" I almost slammed my head on the table. "You squatted outside the world barrier for hundreds of thousands of years just to watch a universe collapse bit by bit?"
"Yeah, we had nothing to do anyway," Madwoman Two said matter-of-factly. "The General loved to watch the end of the world. The Great Tear, the Great Collapse, the Heat Desolation, the Slow Disintegration and the Rapid Disintegration, and the world barrier being swallowed by the void after it was broken. There were all kinds of doomsday scenes. Back then, whenever such a good thing happened, the army squatted outside the world barrier. I would even bet with the General to see how long the universe could last. Sometimes, when there was a slow death, the General would watch from the bridge without blinking for more than a million years. Every day, she would ask the silly soldier to blow the dust off her body …"
Everyone in the room looked at Weska, who was playing with a bunch of kids in horror. Weska had no idea that she was playing with the pictures that Shadora had brought her, dressing herself up as she did in the past, and continued to play with them. Everyone was looking for trouble.
I suddenly felt sour in my heart. Madwoman Two had told a story that made me not know whether to laugh or cry, but I couldn't bring myself to laugh at all. How lonely must Visca have been back then for her to treat this as her only hobby? She didn't understand happiness or sadness at all. She lived for the sake of living and acted for the sake of action. It must have been hard for Madwoman Two to accompany her for so many years. "Ha!
I was created by the general, so I should accompany the general, "the madwoman AI said disapprovingly." Although watching the end of the world is a little boring … Let's not talk about this. Anyway, the army was just waiting for the universe to collapse as usual. Then, the general suddenly saw something that she was interested in. It was the Dark Forest tribe. They ran out without a care for their lives, and in the blink of an eye, one-third of their people died. So, the general sent the army in to join in the fun. "
My sister's logic was obviously that of a normal person's. She was confused. "Join in the fun? Why? Join in the fun for what? "
"Do we need a reason?" Madwoman Two's logic was obviously not that of a normal person's. She was confused too. "The general said, 'Let's go in and run around the edge of the universe. So, the army went in.'"
Everyone was speechless. That was the truth back then.
"Then, there were a lot of spaceships charging at us." Madwoman Two got to the point. "Mm, there were a lot of them. At that time, the general didn't say that we should destroy those things. Plus, I thought that those spaceships looked pretty, so I removed their engines and used cables to hang them on my body. Back then, all the bigger boys in the army did it, but this ship was the biggest. At that time, there were six of them hanging on the deck! "
At that moment, the meeting room was filled with the sound of heads hitting the table. It was the first time in my life that I had heard that spaceships could be described as' string '. At first, I had thought that there was a translation problem with the Dark Forest tribe's records. Now that I looked at it, it was true. Back then, the lunatics in the Army of Destruction really shot the eyes of the Dark Forest tribe's spaceships and hung them on their bodies with ropes. The reason was that the spaceships looked better! Now, I could totally imagine that Second Lunatic was essentially treating those suicide troops as a necklace. It was just like how she, as a planetary battleship, went to the asteroid belt to collect ice ores to create her own star rings as a grass skirt. She was very good at doing such sensational things. As for Madwoman Two, she was still mumbling, "Speaking of which, I didn't realize that those spaceships were manned. I only realized it after a few days of hanging them on my body. I quickly threw away the bracelets and anklets."
By then, everyone in the room had stopped talking. Even Qian Qian, who was a little hyperactive, sat there and listened. She had probably finally met someone who was as imaginative as her, and she was very impressed.
"How did you think of saving people in the end?" This was the question that I was most curious about. No matter how I looked at it, the Army of Destruction did not look like a bunch of good guys. They were a bunch of cold-blooded war machines that could squat outside the world barrier and watch coldly as the races inside were wiped out by the end of the world. How could you expect them to be benevolent? I do love this sensible and obedient Weska who knows how to protect others, but I can't deny her dark history in the past …
"Reason? You guys speak so strangely. Do you need a reason to do things? " Madwoman Two asked me back. "The general told us to bring those people, so we did. Then, we went to a world that no one had been to before. The general suddenly asked me why there was so much junk in the fleet. She had already forgotten that she was the one who ordered us to bring them. So, we threw them out. No one knew what the General was thinking before she left. She had people throw some useless junk to the mortals, and that was it from the beginning to the end. Oh yeah, the general also told the mortals that she would return. We found out that the universe's lifespan was coming to an end. The end of the world wouldn't take long. The general would definitely bring the army back to observe. Now that I think about it, that was probably the only time the general spoke to the mortals. She only said a few words to them.
"Go away. Don't follow me."
"I don't want these junk anymore. You guys take them."
"I'll be back when the time comes. Go away."
"Who are you? Why are you on the ship?"
Madwoman Two finished her story. It was the entire history of the Dark Forest tribe from her point of view. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Icetis suddenly poked my arm. "You see, you shouldn't have asked about the cause and effect of this history. Don't you know that your sister has a screw loose?"
I nodded heavily. Actually, I should have thought of this a long time ago. Back then, Veska didn't have any reason to save the Hessian tribe. In fact, in the midst of doing so, she would suddenly forget what decision she had made, which was why she would point at the refugees she had brought onto the spaceship and ask them what they were. Under such circumstances, instead of getting to the bottom of how the Dark Forest tribe was saved and the motive of the Army of Destruction, it would be better to study how the chicken laid the eggs.
Back then, Visca was even more powerful than Shallow Shallow. Shallow Shallow could only be said to be a little imaginative, while Visca's brain was like a Brownian motion …
"If that's the case, we are overthinking it." Sandora shrugged, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She was the same as me. At first, she thought that since the Dark Forest tribe dared to have such a close relationship with the Army of Destruction, they might have a lot of old secrets in their hands. They might even be able to uncover a little bit of Visca's history. But now, it seemed that they were purely 'goods' that Visca had stuffed into the warehouse when he was delirious. I didn't know what would happen if the Dark Forest tribe's citizens who were still waiting for the Supreme General's return, who knew what would happen. They might as well treat this as a dark history and never mention it again. "But no matter what, they are friends with Visca. They should try their best to protect these citizens in this war. Then, according to the new Empire's laws, they should be treated as one of the old families and accepted into the Empire's family."
No one had any objections. In any case, the more slave armies there were, the better. The Dark Forest tribe's technological prowess seemed average, but for a slave army that relied heavily on the Empire's technological support, their level of civilization was something that could be easily upgraded. Furthermore, they also had a ferocious will to fight to the death against the apocalypse. If they could pass on this spirit, they might become a decent bunch of fellows, at least in line with the values of the Shiring Apostles.
As for the Dark Forest tribe, I actually had some thoughts about them. I felt that they might have unexpected development potential. Based on what happened to them, the survival ability of this species was practically a miracle. They were sent here hundreds of thousands of years ago — according to the crazy AI that was present at that time, that was at least 700,000 years ago. And I could also imagine that those lunatics in the Army of Destruction definitely didn't know how to prepare a comfortable living environment for their guests. When these mortals were brought away, Visca definitely didn't spend any effort to help them pack their luggage. So, this species practically developed from scratch after they arrived here. In this barren and cold world, it was easy to imagine how difficult it was to survive. Let's assume that Visca left enough resources for them to temporarily survive, but under the premise that there wasn't a single warm sun in the entire universe, they had to learn how to survive before their resources ran out. This required a strong will to survive.
They were born at the end of the universe that was gradually collapsing. They were once like Don Quixote challenging the windmill as he charged into the void. They were tormented by the killing machines of the Army of Destruction, carelessly stuffed into a spaceship, brought to this broken place, and then casually tossed aside. Now, they were still alive and well, happily living in another world at the end of the world. What a miraculous and tenacious species! I felt that the only difference between them and the miraculous third brother was probably the Ganges River water …
Just as I was lamenting, Visca finally got tired of playing with everyone and came to find fault with me. She put on the black cape that she hadn't worn for a few years and ran in front of me. She leaned against the communicator with me and greeted her crazy AI, "Hello, adjutant. Did I really help these people in the past?"
"Absolutely, General. Aha, it feels so good to hear your voice. Even the South Pole of this spaceship is trembling in excitement. If you still have any questions about this part of history, there is a video record in the spaceship's memory core. "
"There's no need." Visca shook her head and grabbed my arm. She looked excited. "Brother, brother, I did good deeds back then! I did good deeds back then! "
I didn't know what kind of expression I should use to reply to Visca's excited look. Or should I continue to marvel at the luck of the Dark Forest tribe? They were a magical species that could fight against the Army of Destruction head-on and not get beaten up. Did this race grow up in Indian divine oil?
"But I am very curious about what the Dark Forest tribe is trying to do now." Sandora turned off the projector and tapped her fingers on the table rhythmically. "From the moment Halland entered this world to the moment the Imperial Army swarmed in, everything was done in a high profile manner. The people of the Dark Forest tribe should have seen all of this long ago. A civilization that has already developed to the peak of this universe has no reason to not have superluminal deep-space observation technology. They haven't even sent a single representative. What are they trying to do?"
I nodded in agreement. "Also, they should recognize the Empire's battleship. There's no reason why Visca's spaceship wasn't recorded as an image of worship. The current situation is as though God has descended in the Vatican, but the people in the city didn't see it …"
Halfway through my sentence, I was interrupted by an urgent call from the command center.
"Your Majesty, this is Sives. The natives of this world are acting strangely. They have suddenly gathered an innumerable number of spaceships and are heading towards our camp! It is estimated that the enemy's vanguard will come into contact with our army at a distance of one light minute within an hour! "
Therefore, everyone in the entire conference room had an expression of "What the f * ck?", and then they ran to the bridge in a hurry.
When I saw the images from the deep space probes and the warning radar, I was honestly a little shocked.
Every image came from a different space region, and there were thousands of such images. In fact, the giant projection in the center of the command center and the holographic projections on the commanding seats were all occupied by these images. Seemingly endless black battleships were gathering. They emerged from every corner of this universe, from every Dark Forest tribe's space fortress and Red Dwarf Shelter, and even from some ancient and cold dust clouds that we hadn't even noticed before. These battleships didn't look very impressive and were entirely gray in color. Their shape was similar to the ellipsoidal spaceships we had seen before that were used to collect radiation from EOP-03. They were basically the simplest geometrical shapes, with most of them being cylindrical and ellipsoidal. It gave me the feeling that an overwhelming number of Armstrong cannons were flying towards us … Anyway, that was what it meant.
I only had one thought — did the Dark Forest tribe smelt all the remaining materials in this universe to create spaceships?! What the heck is with this number!
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