Chapter 1318 Harlan’s Whereabouts

While everyone is busy focusing on their hometown world and when the ancestral relics can be solved, there is one person who is also focusing on other matters at the same time - Tavel, this bespectacled sister with so many threads that it is unscientific, she is running The day after we returned to the Ancestral Ark (this is the name we gave the wreckage, Shandora thought it should be an immigrant ark), she suddenly reported that traces of the fallen emperor Harlan were found.

Of course, as a scientist, she did not discover Harlan's fleet that mysteriously disappeared into the depths of the void. In fact, the traces she found came from a broken metal plate: the one the little crow Medivh picked up on our way here. That piece of armor.

Shandora and I hurried to the analysis room where the armor fragments were stored. We saw three Tavels busy here, and more than a dozen assistant technicians helping. The tattered armor plate was placed in an empty room. The sky above the gravity platform has been divided into dozens of regular small pieces, floating around in circles in the platform's light beam.

One of the tavels came to greet us, while the other two tavels went to activate the equipment and direct her army of assistants.

"Is this thing left behind by the Harlan fleet?" Sandora frowned, staring at the fragmented armor fragments.

It has been some days since Harlan and his remaining troops mysteriously disappeared into the depths of the void. The spy team sent to the border of the Fallen Apostles to spy on intelligence has never seen a trace of that fleet. We also used the void scanning function of the Garden of the Dead to conduct a search on Harlan. The direction where the remnant disappeared had been illuminated for seventy-two hours, but that unit moved very quickly during the evacuation and was very good at hiding itself. It can be said that we completely lost this powerful enemy after the last border defense battle. traces.

Now they appeared in the most unlikely place: the far frontier, a distance across the entire empire from the battlefield at that time!

"It's still unclear how this fleet got here, but the sample fragments do have the mark of Harlan's fleet." Tavel opened the data terminal in her hand, forming a clear holographic image in front of our eyes. What the image shows is the detailed structure of the armor fragment. And only in this subtle structure did I see the mark of Harlan's fleet. This mark must have been processed. Perhaps Tavel used information reconstruction and other techniques to restore and strengthen it, because Sandora also checked it when Xiaoniao first brought it back, but she didn't see it. This mark, with Sandora's scanning accuracy, would not have missed this important information.

"So small?" Qian Qian lay in front of the holographic image and studied it for a while, then said in surprise. "Who are you making it so small for? Even Dingdang is bigger than it."

"It's not for anyone to see," Sandora explained. "Leaving small marks on the armor of the Royal Fleet's spaceships is a customary practice. That was in the ancient times, when imperial spaceships still needed to be built with secular materials. Because the Royal Fleet's spaceships are basically independently designed and modified. Their materials and specifications are often different from those of the fielded spacecraft. In order to prevent assembly errors, the technicians at the time considered leaving these marks and scanning them for the assembly robots. Later, as time went by, this clumsy identification method was eliminated, coupled with the application of information materialization technology. The production process of 'mining-smelting-prefabricated-assembly' was replaced by field filling technology in one step. These marks become a souvenir, which has no practical use, but leaving it will not cause any trouble: for the builder's special work flow, a few more patterns on the material does not affect the work efficiency at all, so we just Keep these things.”

She gave a shallow oh, and then continued to crawl in front of the gravity-free platform to study whether the sizes of the broken pieces were the same: she was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"If this is what Harlan's fleet left behind, it can also explain the reason for the disintegration of this spaceship." I nodded to show that I figured it out, "His fleet at the time was basically destroyed by our Doomsday. If you run around in the void for so long without supplies or repairs, there will definitely be those who can’t stand it and fall behind.”

Shandora thought thoughtfully: "I'm wondering why he ran here. From the battlefield that day to here, it almost spanned the entire empire. The Harlan fleet must have made a considerable circle outside the far reaches of the empire. Arrived here. This fragment of armor shows that there were stragglers in his spaceship after this long voyage, and it also shows that he did not find a world to rest for a while along the way: I don’t believe that he even has the equipment to repair the spacecraft on hand. None. He has to rush here non-stop even at such a huge loss. What does he want to do? "

There are many possibilities. Perhaps Harlan was just escaping aimlessly. There was no reason for him to flee in this direction. The place where we found the armor fragments was just a way station on his escape journey - but in many cases things are different. It won't be that simple. Over the years I have become accustomed to facing the most fucked-up of possibilities, which occur much more often than normal:

The most likely scenario is this: the remnants of Harlan are still evil and they are going to cause trouble again.

"Could they be here for the ancestral relics?" Tavel suddenly guessed, "There are no valuable worlds nearby, only the ancestral relics of this universe have special meaning to the Xiling apostles."

"If that's the case, we need to prepare early," Sandora nodded immediately and said, "This possibility is very high."

I also agree with Tavel's guess: the fallen apostles are always ahead of the New Empire in terms of intelligence, and Harlan was the first to know about the relics of his ancestors. Although he did not capture the Fialis, he may have known about it through other channels. The approximate location of the universe. Now that the remnants of Harlan's troops appear nearby, they are probably looking for the specific coordinates of their ancestors' relics.

The only good thing now is that the fleet of fallen apostles has not yet appeared, which means that they have not found this place and are still doing useless work far away (if they are really looking for the relics of their ancestors). It is left to the imperial army to react. There is plenty of time - we are facing the huge threat of the fallen apostles, and it has been a long time since we encountered such a good thing with plenty of time.

Sandora immediately connected to the Shadow City and ordered Sivis to prepare a fleet to support large-scale conflicts that may break out in the far frontier at any time - we believe that Harlan's remaining troops are still quite effective, because he originally sent more than a dozen All the King's Lander battleships were successfully evacuated, and his entire royal fleet was successfully taken away. Later, Tavel ordered the entire engineering team to speed up the collection of ancestors' relics: once a war really breaks out, no one can guarantee that this little The star system can be safe and sound, and the relics of our ancestors here are one less. The loss destroyed by the war is a pity for us.

After allocating all aspects of work. Sandora was bored in her room for a long time, and then suddenly came to find me: "We can't start a war in this universe, and we can't even let Haran know the existence of this world!"

I was discussing with Phyllis the route of her fleet that day in the rest area of ​​the Fiyali people, hoping to find out more about the movement patterns of Harlan's army and the way they sensed the relics of their ancestors, when I saw Sandora running in a hurry. When he came over and said something like this, he was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

"There is a hidden danger," Sandra said sitting next to me. Picking up my water glass - she ate it after finding there was no water in it, "High-dimensional wars will destroy the information balance of the universe, and the battle for the world barrier will destroy the weak reactions left by space flashes, no matter where In this case, once we and Harlan start a war in this universe, it is possible to destroy the information left by our home world. By then, our last clue to find our homeland will no longer exist. Therefore, we must keep the war away from this world, If possible, it would be best for Harlan not to know about the existence of this universe before he is eliminated - what the mad dog will do is unpredictable. I cannot guarantee that the fallen apostle also has feelings for his home world. Harlan is driven into a hurry by us, and would rather destroy this universe than cause trouble for the new empire..."

I thought about those fallen apostles who destroyed the world as easily as swatting flies. I feel that it is really possible for Harlan to do such a crazy thing: the entire group of fallen apostles are from the crazy professional class.

"Then what..." Phyllis watched Sandora and I communicate so seriously for a long time, and finally said something rather belatedly and retardedly, "Is it possible that you are going to fight again? Or are you going to fight with those crazy people? "

I glanced at Phyllis and nodded heavily: "Start a war at any time. A few days ago we found traces of the fleet of the fallen apostles. They seem to be looking for this world too - well, just like you were worried about at the time..."

Phyllis suddenly jumped up to a height of more than one meter, stepped on the sofa and showed me a defensive posture: "Actually, you are joking, right? From now on, you have been asking me about the time when you were attacked by that group of lunatics. Isn’t the tracking process just because of another war?”

I continued to nod to her heavily. I said in my heart that one of the reasons why Phyllis was unwilling to follow me out was that she was afraid of meeting those crazy people again. But now she is really afraid of whatever comes. Phyllis, after keeping my anti-wolf stance for half a minute, I jumped down decisively to pack my things. I looked at her curiously: "What are you doing?"

"Run away," Felice said without raising her head. "The risk factor of being with you guys is too high."

I knew she was joking because she still had the same thing in her hand after packing it away for a long time. But he still smiled and said: "How do you plan to go back? There is nothing between here and the capital of the empire. Are you going back by using the drum washing machine in the house?"

Sandora opened her hands to Felice helplessly. It was difficult for Sandora to look directly at the guy in front of her who also had the name of a queen but did not act like a queen at all: "You should fight bravely when facing the fallen apostles. Escape is the best option." …”

"Fiyali people are not afraid of fighting." Before Shandora could finish her words, Phyllis suddenly changed her expression and said very seriously. Her sudden change made Shandora and I stunned, "In our In our home world, the Fiari people have experienced wars. We have never flinched in the face of enemies that are ten times our number. When we decided to jump out of the world, none of us have flinched. There is no need to worry about the Fiari people being afraid of fighting. .”

Felice's sudden change of attitude surprised Shandora and I, and at the same time we were a little awe-struck. I guess as long as Felice can maintain her expression for more than ten seconds, I and Shandora will not be satisfied with this hawker queen. She could change her opinion, but she didn't last for a few seconds before she let out her whole body, looking at Sandora and me with a bitter look on her face: "But you think we are facing off against the fallen apostles, then what? Is it still a fight? Besides, I go out to do business, so I’m not mentally prepared yet..."

I:"……"

I know that this Phyllis is in a state of escape most of the time. The adjutant lady once vowed to declare that her Majesty the Queen is a dutiful and responsible ruler who is worthy of following - so maybe she really has these qualities. On the plus side, I decided to believe that now she was just trying to lighten the mood.

Shandora turned to me after Phyllis calmed down: "What Phyllis said makes sense. We really need to move as soon as possible, even for safety reasons. There are only a group of people here with almost no combat effectiveness. The engineering troops and scientists, and the escort troops are also scarce in combat effectiveness. Once Harlan discovers it in advance and blocks it in this universe, let alone protecting the heritage of our ancestors, even we may be damaged here. And since we must avoid starting a war in this universe , it is also necessary to transfer the engineering team as soon as possible."

I think so. Even though the eldest lady assured me that the trip was safe when we set out, she only said that the journey here was safe, but she did not say that it would always be safe here - as long as she has anything to do with the fallen apostles. Just think in the fatal direction as much as possible, it's definitely not an exaggeration...

"Originally I planned to drag this universe into the empire," Sandora suddenly frowned and muttered, "but now we can't do that, and we can't do any bigger moves. If Harlan is really looking for This world, then he must be very alert. We can't risk exposing this place."

"In short, during this period, pack up and take away all the ancestral relics that can be found." I connected to the communication with Tavel. "Tavel, let your engineering team speed up the progress. We have to take everything here. Pack it up and take it away, if there is no time for on-site analysis, then transport it back to Shadow City."

Sandora then ordered the staff on the world barrier to withdraw as well. And dismantled various scanning equipment they deployed at the critical point of order - these equipment were originally used to find clues about their home world, but now is obviously not the time to do this. Any activities of the Imperial Army in this universe are increasing. There is a chance that Harlan will discover this place. Before we solve this hidden danger, Shandora will not allow the relics of her hometown to have the slightest risk of being damaged.

Now the Imperial Army and the remnants of Harlan are actually two groups of people looking for the Night Pearl in the dark. The Imperial Army has already found the target first, and Harlan is still leading his people in circles in the corners: for the time being, they are too far away to see clearly. There is light here, so we must quickly turn off the light and hide the figure. Then we sneakily look for opportunities to kill the people on the opposite side. In order to increase the success rate, I feel that just turning off the lights may not be enough - we have to find a way to hide the night pearl.

"Hide this world?" Sandora nodded sympathetically. "The Garden of Death can make a world impossible to locate for a period of time, just like 'hiding' in the void, but it is too far away from the interior of the empire. The power of the Garden of Death will also weaken in the void, and relay base stations are needed to enhance the power of the system, and these relay base stations cannot be discovered... This is too troublesome, we should find a simpler solution."

Just when we are thinking anxiously. I suddenly heard a lazy and scornful female voice coming from the direction of the door: "Are your thoughts a bit too complicated?"

I looked up and saw Bingtis leaning against the door with her arms folded. The strange thing was that there was a small doll sitting on her shoulders... The little Goth girl who was more than 90 centimeters tall was holding Bingtis's head. , put his silver hair and Bingtis's hair together with a bored expression, and then picked them out one by one: I can't understand this child's interests at all.

My first thought at the time was that this female gangster had finally been subtly brainwashed by her father, and she really thought she was the godmother of the little doll... But I didn't dare to say this, because it might cause Sandora I ate it on the spot without any sauce.

But having said that, Bingtis and this little doll look like a mother and daughter when put together like this! There is absolutely nothing wrong with saying that the former is the adult version of the latter. Bingtis's father's eyes were shining brightly.

"Oh, I saw this little girl wandering around when I came over, so I brought it to you." Bingtis noticed that both Sandora and I's eyes fell on the little doll. She didn't think much about it, but I lifted the little girl off my shoulders and put her in my arms. It was like picking up a lost animal on the road. The little doll climbed on me twice and found her "throne", safe and sound. He sat down and hugged my head and fell asleep, while Bingtis sat down next to Sandora: "Squeeze, squeeze - I heard, did you find anything about Haran? Is he nearby?" "

"The probability is more than 98%. He must have a purpose for coming here." Shandora has become accustomed to Bingtis's careless style, with an indifferent look on her face, "We are about to withdraw everyone now. , pack up all the relics of our ancestors and take them away, so that even if a war breaks out, the losses can be minimized. And... we also want to protect this world as much as possible. There may be residual information about our home world here, before the entire universe is turned upside down. , I will not allow any fallen apostle to get involved here."

"Let me think about it, let me think about it - I always think you are thinking too much," Bingtis shook his head and suddenly clapped his hands, "Hey, hiding this universe is just a negative way, you might as well come up with ideas. Isn't it enough to seduce Harlan to another world and throw a trap or something to make him think that is the Xiling ancestral tomb? Then you move quickly and clean up his remaining defeated soldiers. Don't follow the same example as last time. If we stay alive, the world will naturally be safer."

Shandora thought for a while: "This is a good idea, but where does the bait come from? If we use ancestral relics - not to mention whether it is suitable or not, simple ancestral relics are dead objects after all, and may not be eye-catching enough. If the Imperial Army wants to do something, I'm worried that Harlan will see it - he knows the Xiling Apostles too well, and the traps and truth are obvious to such enemies at a glance."

"Eye-catching? Isn't there a super eye-catching one here?" Bingtis said, turning to look at Felice.

"Besides the ancestral graves of your ancestors, these Fiyali people are the most eye-catching..."

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