Chapter 1,298 Dismantling the Generator

People always have two sides, and when no one knows it, everyone will have their own little secret: this feature works on gods and mortals at the same time. For example - the gangster goddess Bingtis, who now seems to be so tough that she is almost beyond the standards of a man, was actually once a middle school girl... She even gave herself a nickname, called Zhen? Holy King Hunting Goddess? Wings of the Black Emperor and so on, and blatantly wrote it in his Bible...

Now I feel incredible that I was able to successfully snatch this book away. This may have something to do with the thickness of the female gangster’s face. Anyway, if this matter happened to me, I would rather die than expose such a black man. History was revealed. If you look at it this way, maybe the book's lethality to Bingtis is not as high as I initially expected. Shame attacks seem to be ineffective against her...

It’s all about details anyway, so don’t worry about it. I put the giant Bible filled with the dark history of Bingtis' middle school girlhood into my carry-on space and stretched out comfortably. We are now in the late summer and early autumn season. In this densely populated city, the pace of the seasons always moves a bit slowly. I don’t know when the scorching summer heat will subside, but the scorching sun is indeed not as hot as it was in midsummer. It's scorching, but under the shade of the trees, it's quite comfortable when the wind blows. I raised my eyelids and looked at my sister's quiet smile. Her eyes dropped, as if she never planned to move away. It is said that people will feel irritable if they are looked at by others for a period of time, but I have been looking at this doting look for more than 20 years, and now I am so used to it that I can regard it as a natural landscape...

At this time, a burst of light footsteps came from the side, and then another figure sat on the ground next to me. Judging from the angle that blocked the sun at that moment, I knew that this was Pandora - although Huesca was the same height as her, But at this time, Huesca should be busy competing with the little dolls for the TV, changing the channel.

Without looking up, I raised my hand based on the angle in my memory and found Pandora's head accurately. He pressed it gently to show intimacy: "Are you bored again?"

Pandora nuzzled towards me, and her stomach beeped twice in response. I have now concluded the rules. When Pandora's belly beeps, it actually has a specific meaning. One long and one short means negative, two short means positive, two short, one long and one short means she wants to attack the White House. I don't I don’t know if this is an inherent procedure for Pandora’s type of Xiling apostle, but Huesca doesn’t have this habit anyway. Let’s consider this a little show created by Pandora for her own entertainment. Sooner or later she'll have to ask me to come up with a Morse code...

"Didn't I just finish a big battle?" I worked hard for a long time and finally got rid of my laziness. I sat up from my sister's soft lap pillow and looked at Pandora with a helpless expression. The little girl still had the same expressionless look on her face, but she just blinked to show that she was not in a daze. She was obviously wearing a very lively short dress, but she looked as rigid and dull as a beautiful doll—okay. In fact, it doesn't matter what she wears. Pandora never thinks about this. She just wears whatever my sister and I give her.

Pandora's unfocused gray eyes swept over me. I don't know what this girl was thinking. Anyway, whenever she got bored, she would come to me and hang out for a long time, as if this was her entertainment.

"It's not a war," the 1.2-meter-tall little girl finally said after holding in her words for a long time, "Now we have to restore our troops. It's not a war. I just feel bored and want to be with my brother."

I suddenly thought, Pandora is trapped in her own dead loop: fighting is interesting - now that the war is over, we have to restore our troops - we can't fight if we restore our troops - it's boring if we can't fight - but it's boring to restore our troops in order to continue fighting... In other words This kind of endless cycle can probably trap Pandora, a little war maniac. Look at how positive her sister usually lives. She spends all her time with a bunch of little girls. Huska has now learned to be with Little Bubbles. There are little green men painted on the ceiling of the living room...

I stood up with a smile and pinched Pandora's cheek, making her soft little face look ridiculous: "Just right, then I'll take you to see something you're interested in!"

Pandora looked at me with a confused expression as I stood up and opened the portal to the shadow space. I waved to her: "Tavel sent a message at noon, announcing that she had made a major progress. Judging by the time, she should have already After finishing the final assembly and debugging work, I will show you something good!"

Pandora blinked. She seemed to have finally guessed something, and she immediately looked very happy - well, I mean, her stomach made a few beeps to express her happiness, and then she happily followed me into the space door. .

Speaking of which, this is really a dumbfounding thing: when someone else’s child is in a bad mood, you can take her to the park, see the aquarium, buy toys, eat desserts, and visit the zoo. For a well-behaved child, only five yuan an ice cream is enough to comfort her. For most of the day, Pandora had to look at the spaceship cannon to feel happy. This loli was quite well-behaved, but the cost of coaxing her up was a bit high. Fortunately, Pandora is not Su Daji and I am not King Zhou of Shang. Otherwise, this little girl who never smiles would have to watch the fleet bombard the M78 Nebula in order to be happy. How could I be embarrassed... Oh, this topic is getting too far away.

Although the space gate teleportation point is the shadow space, it is not the Shadow City. What I want to show Pandora is not suitable for tossing in a place with concentrated civil facilities like the Shadow City - yes, as everyone has guessed. , Tavel is researching unlimited weapons again.

After the teleported halo dissipated, what appeared in front of us was a magnificent primitive plain, covered with light green plants that were completely different from those on the earth. The sky was as clear as a wash, and faint clouds could be seen behind the thin clouds. The geometric structures with straight lines are large star ports floating in low-Earth orbit. They are so large that those magnificent space facilities can be seen from the surface. In the distance there is a ring of mountains shrouded in gray tones, stretching endlessly, surrounding the entire great plain.

Therefore, this plain is actually the bottom of a giant crater. Macroscopically, it should belong to a basin. However, the scale of this crater is so huge that it is not an exaggeration to say that the bottom is a great plain. On the plain, you can see some sparsely distributed tall towers and magnificent alloy buildings in the distance. These man-made facilities indicate that the plain at the bottom of the mountain is a place similar to a testing ground.

This place is located on the back side of the home planet Gaia and is one of the conventional weapons testing sites we set up in the capital world. Of course, there is no such thing as a front or back of an independent planet. It should be distinguished by the east and west hemispheres, but Gaia is special. As a custom-made, purely pragmatic fortress planet, it is divided according to functions. The so-called back side is the side facing away from the Shadow City. For a long time After the transformation and relocation, Sister Gaia moved all the heavy industry facilities and military R&D facilities on the planet to the back, and moved the ecological, conventional research, and non-sensitive facilities to the side facing the Shadow City. This huge crater is a man-made creation. There are countless sensors and effect generators buried under a circle of mountains around it. The latter can form a designated test environment within the crater, and the sparsely distributed towers and buildings on the crater plain are mostly weapons. Carrying platform or target. As soon as she arrived at this place, Pandora's eyes lit up slightly. This place was much more attractive to her than TV sets and amusement parks.

The air next to him was slightly distorted, and then Gaia's virtual image and Tavel's mass projection appeared at the same time. The former saluted us, and the latter pointed to the minaret closest to us with a proud expression after saluting: "Your Majesty, General, the small disassembly generator has been tested successfully, although it is still a little unstable, and the output is not very good. It is weaker than expected, but it is now ready for preliminary installation. The best-operating prototype is currently installed on that tower, and you can order it to be started for inspection at any time!"

"Disassemble the generator," Pandora suddenly tugged on my sleeve. Her voice was still straight and straight, but I could feel her mood getting excited, "Brother, are you the King of Landing?"

I know that Pandora has longed for this extremely powerful weapon for more than a day or two. For her, there are only two things in this world worth pursuing. The first is the power of cannons, and the second... is the power of more cannons. The Reigner, which can be mass-produced, undoubtedly fully meets these two points.

Our reconstruction of the King's Lander...or our attempt to imitate it only started after we obtained the remains of the original King's Lander. Earlier. Since the key technology is blank, even Tavel does not know how to start this project. And even if the wreckage sample of the King's Lander is obtained. Tavel's weapon research and development work has always been progressing slowly. The reason is very simple. The sample that fell into our hands was broken into thousands of parts by that violent sister Sheila, and we soon discovered that some of the parts had been The devastation was completely unbearable to watch.

Tavel has been studying for a long time facing a pile of starship wreckage. The difficulty is basically no less than restoring the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau from a handful of yellow sand. But Tavel is Tavel. She is worthy of being the chief scientist of the New Empire. Facing Despite the unprecedented challenge, she still managed to solve all the technical difficulties she could solve. In the end, she only encountered an absolute obstacle in the core stabilization device: dismantling the generator would dismantle herself, and it was missing a key "fuse" .

The research and development work came to a standstill as a result, but just two days ago, Tavel finally completed the assembly of this core. The breakthrough point was the tragic battle that ended a few days ago.

Thanks to Harlan for his insane behavior and his last-minute attempt to use the King's Landing formation to destroy our command center - although that thing did inflict a secondary disability on the Imperial Army, we also successfully obtained more King's Landings. The debris of the wreckage: it happens to contain key components in this regard.

Tavel's research work was in a state where everything was ready and only needed the east wind. It can be said that the prototype she created was missing a fuse. Now that the fuse was available, Tavel built a prototype in 48 hours. After using this thing to dismantle half of his laboratory, Tavel reported the good news to his superiors - this is the new weapon that he brought Pandora to see today, a miniaturized one that can be installed on an ordinary spaceship. Information disassembly generator.

But obviously, Pandora hopes to get a bunch of real King's Lander battleships, even if it only has the first of the three axes - Genesis -. In terms of artillery power, this one-meter-two dwarf winter melon has never been afraid of... Make higher demands.

"Unfortunately, it can only be said to be a small weapon that applies the principle of information disassembly." Tavel said with a hint of apology on her face, as if she felt that her research and development progress was still not satisfactory enough. "We have not solved the problem of disassembly effect yet." It is a key technology to maintain core stability for a long time after the occurrence. The large-scale dismantling of the generator like the King's Lander can only be imagined at present. In theory, this is the case."

Pandora said oh, feeling a little disappointed. But soon she became happy again: at least she had a more powerful cannon, this was for sure.

Soon, we arrived at Tavel’s weapons experiment platform.

The miniaturized disassembly generator was installed on a giant tower 1.5 kilometers high. At the top of the tower was an oval aerial platform the size of a football field. Half of the platform was placed on what I considered to be a behemoth. Half of the experimental weapons are observation rooms for experimenters with control terminals and monitoring terminals. When we came to the observation room, we saw that Tavel's assistant and her other two mass projections were already busy here, doing the final steps for testing the weapon.

My sight passed through the transparent energy shield of the observation room. I saw that the surface of the unattractive experimental machine had begun to glow with a blue light, and the ghost energy was pulsating in its ravines and gaps, like breathing. Since it is only a test model, Tavel's military industry team has not yet designed a good-looking casing and standardized components for this device. It looks like a tilted rectangular box, covered with silver-gray surface. Armor plates. The rear part is bulging high, and a large number of thick and shimmering crystallization pipelines poke out from the gaps in a row of wheel-shaped structures arranged in parallel, and are connected to various universal slots on the weapon platform. These universal slots are directly connected to the weapon platform. The core energy furnaces of Gaia's home planet are connected together and can provide surging power for weapons tests of any scale. Of course, conventional weapons only…

"Sure enough, it's still a coffin shell..." After looking at it for a long time, I let out my only sigh. Next to me, Tavel immediately pushed up his glasses: "Your Majesty, this is the most efficient and simple design. This is the test machine..."

"Stop talking, I understand." I twitched the corner of my mouth and quickly interrupted him. Tavel is not a person who is good at defending herself, but driven by the weird hobby of coffin control, she still has the ability to use more than 600 dialectical points to prove that a sliding lid coffin is filled with scientific beauty. I have already I have experienced her enthusiasm in this regard... Women's ideas are indeed something we cannot easily shake.

A low humming sound is coming from deep in the tower, and all systems have been connected online. There are now three Tavel mass projections busy in this control room, the first of which is reading data from the main console. The second one is staying with us. The third person is responsible for giving orders: "The charging of the prototype is completed, and the mathematical rate core stability remains at the safe threshold. Release the first to sixth safety valves. The test site space is replaced. The site enters the high-damage load mode, and the space expands to 0.5 light Year. Dimension patching system on standby."

A series of commands that I could understand or didn't understand were quickly executed, and the scenery in the entire crater instantly changed dramatically: the original blue sky, green grass, and distant mountains all disappeared, replaced by a chaotic and dark space. Only the huge tower we were in was suspended alone in the dark space. This is the real weapons testing ground. A void space that is strong enough to withstand beatings is more suitable than any shooting range. People who know the no-limit style of the empire's weapons will definitely think that it is impossible to really test something like a disassembly generator on the surface - if the mother planet is accidentally wiped out a big hole, I guess Sister Gaia will have to find a tower. Will desperately...

"Place targets." Mass Projection No. 1 ordered, and then a large number of... solid "targets" were transmitted into the test space.

The so-called targets are a group of spherical objects with a radius of several kilometers and are made purely out of battleship charged armor. The surface of these giant alloy spheres is covered with a layer of high-strength shield that is so rich that it can almost drip water: I even have a good reason. It is suspected that the alloy balls used as targets have nothing in them at all, so they are equipped with a lot of shield generators. As soon as this target appeared, I was shocked: How strong it is!

"The weapons department and the defense equipment research and development department are always trying to toss each other out," Tavel said lightly. "People from the two departments often take each other's new things and throw them directly onto the test site. Today is a test of weapons, so those The ball is the target, and the shield will be tested in two days. Maybe the new artillery developed by someone will become a test tool. This is the theory."

I nodded to express my understanding. Indeed, only this kind of competitive environment can create the excellent practical quality of Xiling Military Industry. Examples of progress coming from competition can be seen everywhere. When I was a child, the reason why I ran second in the grade in sprinting was because the old man in the orchard had a wolf dog. The boy who ranked first in the grade was because the orchard belonged to his family. He I have to work together with the wolfdog at home to catch me...

Okay, I'm off topic. I just wanted to express that I miss the carefree life of my childhood. At least I didn't have to face a super weapon that can easily kill all life on the planet like I do now. , desperately thinking about when it would become stronger.

At this time, Tavel No. 3 issued the order to activate the weapon, directly cutting off my random thoughts: "Countdown, prepare to release the suppression lock."

The flat tone of the laboratory host rang: "The suppression lock is about to be released: ten, nine..."

When the countdown reached the end, the disassembly effect generator was activated, and a layer of gray-white ripples seemed to ripple out from the front of the sliding coffin. Then, it released a dark beam that swept across all targets instantly.

The first target showed almost no sign of resistance. The part that touched the beam suddenly disappeared into the space. The cuts were neat. Even the shield was cut into half in an instant. The broken shield triggered Before the explosion, the target looked as if half of the image had been erased by an eraser!

This is dismantling based on the information level: as long as it exists in the world, it can be wiped clean!

The second target obviously has a more powerful shield, and the nether energy is still resistant to this kind of extra-dimensional attack. This strengthened target persisted for a while under the erasure of the gray-white beam, but in the end, it was still difficult to escape the fate of destruction.

The third target is equipped with an anti-phasing system. The moment the attack arrives, it displaces itself into another space. However, this defense seems to have limited effect. After the anti-phasing is completed, the target is still in tatters. It has not been completely destroyed, but one-third of its surface shell is still missing.

Only one target equipped with a parsec device survived: our only true "invincible shield", and this time, it still stood the test.

The test results are very satisfactory, as evidenced by the beeping sounds in Pandora's belly: two short, two long, and one short. The little girl is so happy now! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)

ps: - In Shadow City, a group of heroes from various worlds brag and talk to each other, each bragging about the challenges they have experienced. Hercules defeated the heroes with twelve trials, and it was difficult for the heroes to match him...

——Then why is he drinking alone there now?

——Oh, then a man named Tang Seng came. It is said that he went through nine or eighty-one difficulties just to borrow a few books...

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