Last Words of Rebirth

Chapter 105 Extra Episode 1: Ji Tong

The extension of the empire's territory, near the Andromeda galaxy nebula.

The blown-up meteorites are vaporized when they rub against the surface of the star, and the larger ones will carry the contaminated fire and burn in space, and then fly around in orbit due to temperature changes.

War bugs that looked like twisted piles of rocks swarmed forward with scythe-like forelimbs. They used each other as a point of strength to constantly travel through the universe with reverse thrust, and any human team that caught them would be torn alive.

Whether it's carbon-based life, or various elements that make starships, they are all decomposable food.

The human empire named this silicon-based worm-shaped life form with the name of an ancient earth creature, the rock locust.

Wherever it passes, only vacuum and black holes remain.

Ji Tong stood on the podium, surrounded by a huge holographic simulation map. The first team successfully passed through the predetermined window. Short cheers came from the earphones, and then the communication was cut off to save energy.

Sweat flowed down like a brook, and Ji Tong paused on the screen with his fingertips. He passed the second team that had been wrapped into wriggling balls by the swarm, and quickly sent the third team, which had a more favorable terrain and a higher hope of survival, to the window.

Then disassemble the four teams that have no signs of human life, and decisively detonate them without leaving any gene fragments for the Zerg.A little flame rose from the center of the tumbling worm ball, and the sphere of countless worms exploded in the silent universe like scattered fireworks.

Wipe away the tears and sweat from the corners of your eyes, calculate the next window without stopping, locate the fleet, and confirm the living body...

Ji Tong didn't know how long he had persisted, every minute seemed as long as a century, he didn't know how many basic battle insect formations he had killed, and he couldn't bear to count how many corpses of his comrades had to be destroyed.

Only instinct is left, stick to it...

His ships constantly changed positions during the battle, flashed over dense swarms of insects like lightning, swiftly flashed across flying meteorites, and time and time again used mental power to control the small fleet to a safe area accurately.

In the command center hall behind him, seven or eight tearful subordinates were as tired as him, their eyes blurred, and every order was soaked in blood and tears.

This was an unexpected encounter. Some traitors simulated the Zerg call signal, and then led the Mohai expedition fleet cruising to the wild star field into the meeting point where the silicon-based life war insects met the king insects.

They came for the expansion of the expedition. They did not carry weapons of mass destruction. From the encounter to the present, more than half of the fleet has suffered casualties. After the supreme commander of the fleet was injured, as the only battleship commander of the entire fleet, an S-level psychic, Ji Tong Is everyone's only hope.

Only he can control the starship battle group by himself when the contact signal is interfered by the infrasonic waves of the silicon-based zerg.

Fighting continuously for 37 hours, sending away the last starship with signs of life, Ji Tong swayed for a while, ignoring the overwhelming bugs on the holographic projection, covering his head, which was suffering from severe mental exhaustion, and turned around slowly, he wanted to move Fingertips, but it seems that they don't even have the strength to blink.

In the command room behind him, the walls and floors were all covered with thick frost, and it was as empty as a snow cave!

There were only two people left lying on their seats in weird postures weakly, and the faint white gas on their masks showed that they were still breathing.The rest of them quietly fixed in their positions, wrapped in frost, and left.

In the universe, operating other starships from a long distance away from the hull, moving at high speed, and resisting the attack of war insects requires energy for each item...

When Ji Tong devoted himself to saving the fleet, the subordinates at the back quietly stopped the gravity system of the main ship, then controlled the temperature, then put on a portable breathing mask, and finally cut off all energy and only supplied it to the command platform...

Step by step, they lined up to give up their lives.

Chris, who was closest to him, was still slowly moving his fingertips, and according to Ji Tong's instructions, he connected the waste energy box of the main ship to the detonator and threw it out.

Ji Tong pressed his painful head, "You two, go to the rescue cabin."

Chris was panting heavily and still laughing, "It's too late, haha, boss, huh——I can't move anymore." Except for the fingertips, his lower body was frozen with frost.

The other is a female warrior, she closed her eyes and snorted, "Later, burn us, clean us up..." Don't leave your body to the disgusting bugs.

The last two words were spoken with only breath, and she flicked her fingertips on the light curtain in front of her, and sent.

It was a suicide note written at the beginning of the encounter with the Zerg.

The white mist on her visor disappeared, and frost began to spread on her pink helmet.

Ji Tong closed his eyes violently, but couldn't shed any tears. After 37 hours of continuous fighting, he only drank a little nutrient solution, and there was no water in his body for him to cry.

After Chris typed the last command, his wrist slammed on the table, and he didn't have the strength to lift it up again. "Hey, boss, I can breathe for a minute. Say something to me."

Ji Tong opened his chapped lips, and the gravity system of the podium also stopped working due to lack of energy, and he slowly began to float up.

The holographic optical computers surrounding the podium were also powered off, and the screens were turned off one by one.The entire starship gradually left only a little star light coming through the cracks of the tumbling Zerg outside the porthole.

Ji-dong holds down the chair next to the podium and thrusts himself next to Chris, trying to unfasten the straps on his body or exchange the breathing mask on his face for him.

Chris even had the strength to wave his hand away, "You have 3 minutes left, what's the point? Don't do white work..."

Ji Tong wanted to pull again, the hull shook suddenly, and the Zerg surrounded him.

The huge sickle-shaped forelimbs slashed at the starship, and the stone-like war insects that followed directly hit it.

Soon the overwhelming starships were wrapped in dense bugs into wriggling balls, rampaging in the vacuum universe.

Chris was pulled back and forth by the fixing belt, and the corpses of his comrades were also swaying in their respective positions. Ji Tong was flying around inside the violently shaking starship, and hit the wall directly several times.

"Boss, fire a big cannon!" Chris yelled into the communicator with all his strength. In the last tens of seconds of his life, he didn't want to be kicked around by a group of disgusting rock bugs as toys.

Ji Tong gritted his teeth bleeding, and finally used his strength to rush back to the podium to fix himself. With the last bit of strength, he patted the self-destruct device.

The stern of the ship started to catch fire, and there was a hissing noise in the communicator, and many people called anxiously, [Mo Hai rescue, Mo Hai rescue...

Jitong, Jitong!Answers received, answers received!

We're sweeping from the outside in, hold on...

Rescue will arrive soon, soon...]

Ji Tong watched as the podium cracked open, orange light came out, and the lava-like detonation point in the middle exploded, and he muttered, "It's too late..."

The way my ship exploded was... the same as those comrades who were detonated by me in the previous tens of hours...

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Drip, drip, drip...

The very clear sound of water droplets falling, with the vibration of rippling water, clearly hit the brain!

The cracks in the painful spiritual sea gradually become shallower with the sound of water droplets, like the dry and cracked land after a long drought and rain. Although it is slow, it is reassuring and hopeful.

Ji Tong didn't know how long he had been sleeping in such a trance. One day, he suddenly heard someone's cry, a voice of broken thoughts, "Old guy, you should wake up too? I don't think you are seriously traumatized. , Are you autistic? You have been like this since you were a child..."

[There used to be an annoying guy who always said this to me, autism is better than talking, and it is deep, men should be like this...] The voice suddenly became pleasantly surprised, "Yo, this is feeling me ?”

【Um?What does it mean to feel you, you are so annoying, dead people crawl out of the ground...] "Hahaha, aren't you a dead person now, waiting to be tossed alive by me?"

【ha?Oh, it seems to be too... wait, are you?It sounds a bit familiar, but why is it so much older? ] "Because you are tired and old," a group of researchers from the Mohai Research Institute gathered around several spheres that were covered in special protective shields and emitting dim blue light. Some of them couldn't help crying with joy.

The tragic Andromeda galaxy encounter 15 years ago was the heaviest battle since the establishment of the Meridian Navy.

In that war, Mohai lost 70.00% of the interstellar warships in a large-scale fleet, the casualty rate was close to 90.00%, hundreds of S-level spiritual fighters, the commander of the battleship and all the officers above the middle level were all killed...

Due to the distance, the signal for help was intercepted by someone with a heart, and the three fleets rushing to the rescue only had time to clean up the battlefield and recover some extremely powerful spiritual bodies.

Ji Tong figured out his current situation, and pondered for a while silently.

Many days have passed in the outside world, and when everyone thought he was falling asleep again, his thoughts suddenly fluctuated again, [Is there anyone else besides me? ] The top psychics and researchers who were always standing by quickly surrounded him, "Only you are awake?"

[So, what will happen to us in the future? 】

"Do you know about the backtracking plan?"

[The one who went to different dimensions to collect human lost power and gene sequences? 】

"Yes, we need a strong mental body to withstand the damage during the journey."

【Using such an interesting word like a journey...】

"Obtain and wait for the doppelganger body without a spiritual body to grow up, you can try homologous fusion. We have preserved your gene sequence."

[Separate bodies, most of them have self-awareness, right? 】Ji Tong, as the most delicate discipline in the application of spiritual power, is a top student in the Department of Warship Command, and his research on spiritual power is not much worse than these researchers.

Human beings have entered the interstellar era for more than ten thousand years, but as predicted in science fiction novels, a powerful spiritual body can exist for a while without the confinement of the physical body, but so far no stable and long-lasting way has been found.

And every physical body naturally has the basis for the existence of a spiritual body from the day the cells are born, and will build a new spiritual body based on biological cells.

Some scientists once secretly conducted experiments that violated ethics, and found that even the split bodies of the same person can grow into different spiritual bodies.

The reason is that the current scientific community believes that there should be laws in the universe that humans have not discovered, and such rules maintain the iron law that history is moving forward.

If all powerful spirits could live forever, the universe would probably be in chaos.

It is already an exception for Mo Hai to use a carrier to preserve his spiritual body. If he did such a transgressive thing because of his own sacrifice, he must first obliterate the spirit of the separate body before he can enter it. This is simply murder.

【So, let me join the backtracking plan...】

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Late at night, at four o'clock in the morning, Ji Tong suddenly woke up in his sleep. After decades, he dreamed of the Andromeda galaxy again.

Immediately, his ears moved, and he turned over and got out of bed as quickly as a cat, and walked into the closed basement barefoot.

In a corner of the slowly stacked basement, there is a transmission device that looks like a microwave oven, and it is emitting regular current sounds at this time.

On the black panel, rows of digital codes flashed and disappeared.

Ji Tong stood and watched for 5 minutes, and sent a total of three sentences over and over again.

[All received, Mohai welcomes you back anytime, want to leave? 】

It has been seven years since all the data was sent, and Ji Tong even thought that those fragments were lost at the junction of time and space, but he did not expect to get a response.

Trying to recall the passwords he learned decades ago, Ji Tong quickly pressed on the transmission device, [Give up, return, end. 】The Milky Way has been gradually covered by the fog of memory, like the starry sky above my head today is my world.