Wander! Blue Star People

"Notice from the Head of State!"

"Everyone enters level one alert!"

"Those who are on leave will return to work immediately!"

"Repeat it again!"

"Everyone enters level one alert!"

"Those who are on leave will return to work immediately!"

The piercing sirens echoed in the magnificent fleet of the Creator's civilization. This huge fleet, which was ambitiously trying to cross the dark universe to another galaxy, was currently shrouded in invisible panic and disaster.

"I am the Führer!"

The head of state with a hazy halo appeared on every big screen in the fleet, and his image was reflected in the pupils of the members of the Creator's civilization.

"I now issue a warning to all my compatriots!"

The head of state's voice was extremely serious.

As the head of the Creator Civilization, he has a foresight unmatched by other members of the Creator Civilization, which guides him to make the right decision at this critical moment.

"The enemy's blue light does not harm physical matter, but it will block our thinking and make us forget things we should not forget, forget how to open doors, forget how to control the fleet, and forget how to use weapons."

"As time goes by, we will forget more and more things, until in the end, we may forget how to survive and die quietly in this cold and dark space, becoming a new ruins."

The head of state felt cold inside.

He has now figured out why the road to the Andromeda Galaxy is full of ruins, because the previous forerunners also encountered this blue light attack halfway, and finally died quietly.

"We haven't discovered the mechanism of blue light yet, and we don't know how to counteract the effects of blue light, but the things we forget are still stored in our memory banks."

The superiority of silicon-based civilization is reflected at this time.

Silicon-based civilization uses physical materials such as hard drives to record the past. Even if the mind is disturbed and something is forgotten, these things can be picked up again from the physical material.

"Now I order you as the head of state!"

"Stop taking vacations and working immediately, read your memory bank in situ, learn the things in your memory bank repeatedly, and fight against this terrible forgetfulness!"

"I declare!"

"From now on, the fleet is at a standstill until we find a way to overcome oblivion!"

The Führer's orders arrived on every ship.

However, not all members of the Creator will obey the orders of the Head of State. They are too tired to do anything, let alone browse the memory bank over and over again.

They sat on the ground in silence, letting time flow through them and take away their memories.

Only one-third of the members of the Creator obeyed the orders of the leader. They stopped all their previous actions and froze like statues in many places such as the captain's room, deck, corridors, warehouses, etc., constantly reading the memory bank and fighting against the invisible forgetfulness. .

The Führer himself does the same.

He also learned how to maneuver the fleet, proving that his methods were effective.

But he still felt uneasy.

He believes that civilizations that have gone before them will also use similar methods to resist forgetfulness. Even if it is not as simple as silicon-based life, it is certainly not hopeless.

For example, primitive technology such as brain-computer interface can also reproduce events experienced in the past.

But why did all the forerunners perish?

Are there other dangers next?

Quintessa once again lost contact with the Creator's civilization.

Quintessa was very worried because the last time she communicated with her compatriots, she learned that her compatriots were under attack from the Andromeda Galaxy.

Now that she was out of touch again, she couldn't help but think in a bad direction.

Maybe the creator civilization has.

Quintessa shook her head vigorously to get this extremely ominous thought out of her mind.

how can that be possible?

My civilization is the overlord of the galaxy!

Even if the Andromeda Galaxy's civilization is a little stronger than mine, it probably won't be that much stronger. It's impossible to wipe out her civilization in such a short period of time.

The loss of contact this time may be because the fleet really flew out of the communication range.

Quintessa was in a bad mood.

Because her compatriots have not shared with her the technology that is sixty times the speed of light, she can only use the original old technology to slowly rush to the Andromeda Galaxy.

She didn't think she could master sixty times the speed of light technology on her way to the Andromeda Galaxy like her compatriots.

Because her countrymen are a complete civilization.

Her wisdom alone cannot be compared with that of an entire civilization.

"Ms. Quintessa, can you continue?"

The staff of the coalition government interrupted Quintasha's thoughts. They were top scientists from the Academy of Sciences. Because they could not wait to learn the knowledge of the Creator's civilization, they took the initiative to apply to contact Quintasha.

Quintessa nodded.

She peeled off a scale from her body, and a few sparks burst out as the scale fell off.

This scale is covered with dense stripes.

These stripes are circuits that store massive technical information about the Creator's civilization, which can only be read by Transformers.

In fact, Quintessa can also create information scales that humans can read, but she has a little selfishness. She believes that instead of letting humans exclusively enjoy these technologies, it is better to let the Transformers also obtain these technologies.

Anyway, the leakage of technology is a foregone conclusion. It doesn't matter whoever it is leaked to, and she has a closer relationship with Transformers than humans.

However, her little idea was destined to fail to be implemented.

Because the coalition government has developed a machine specifically designed to read Quintessa's information based on the Transformers' information-reading mechanism, this is not difficult for the coalition government with MOSS.

"The technologies you mentioned in your first request are all in this scale." Quintasha snorted softly. She covered the skin where the scales fell off with her hands. "I hope your verification speed can be faster. I have already Enough of being locked up in this pigeonhole."

Quintessa's current living area actually reaches thousands of square meters, but this is still too small for her who once traveled across the galaxy, and her life is very uncomfortable.

The scientists from the coalition government looked apologetic. They shook their heads and said, "Even if we stop other scientific research work and fully verify the more than 20,000 technologies, it will conservatively estimate that it will take ten to twenty years."

Quintessa showed a dissatisfied expression, even though she had expected that human verification would be slow.

"Before you complete the verification of these technologies, I will not provide you with other technologies." Quintasha's mood immediately became worse when she thought that she would be imprisoned for more than ten years. She said coldly, "You You'd better move faster, otherwise I'm afraid I'll forget the most important things."