Chapter 954

——Mom, I want to go home!

Although I want to be calm and act like I don't care, in the final analysis, kleler is still an ordinary 20-year-old.

Rebel against Amos the great, the super power who can fight with Marshal Radcliffe for days and nights? Elma wants to die. He doesn't want to! If death is of some value, for example, to sacrifice for the world of mccrov, he may have sacrificed even if he gritted his teeth, but this kind of death due to the internal rebellion of the alien race... It's meaningless!

Crayler still remembers that when he was in the fleet, he vaguely saw the fighting scenes coming from afar. Under the fighting of the marshal, the great emperor and the great shepherd, the star regions were broken one after another, and the stars became nothing like dust. Even the stars were just a bigger energy source, and the world crumbled like biscuits... Rebelling against such a strong man?

Wuwu... Kleler really missed his mother's pork noodles.

All in all, when he found that things were falling into the abyss that he could not control at all, kleler could no longer stretch his face and pretended to be calm. He could only cover his face with his hands and said to Elma with a voice of crying and trembling: "well, can I not take part in this? Can you take me back? If you really want to, er, rebel, it must be more convenient for you to join us. I mean, can you think about it in the long run? "

"Yes, it's OK to take you home."

But unexpectedly, Elma nodded her head decisively. The alien life that mimics the appearance of an adult woman agreed very readily. Suddenly, crayler's breath was choked and he was full of hope. But then, the hope quickly disappeared, because the calm spiritual fluctuation sounded: "but not now. Some time ago, there was a change in the royal court. Now it's a state of martial law. If I were alone, I would be fine, but if I wanted to take you, I would be in trouble. Those hunters could easily smell the fluctuating smell of any non Amos soul. "

As she said this, Elma looked up and down at crayler and said, "of course, it's not absolute to me. It's just that you have to do something for me before I'm willing to pay the price and send you away. "

Sure enough?

Kleler, who was still in mourning, immediately recovered. He knew that when the most important thing came, the other party deliberately rescued himself, exchanged pleasantly, and even told him that he was going to rebel against Amos the great. Then there was absolutely no simple reason to let him go. Let's not talk about whether the other party would abide by his promise after finishing the work. Now he can only cooperate.

Thinking of this, kleler couldn't help asking, "what on earth is that?"

Elma can't help but take a serious look at kleler in front of her. She finds that the psychological quality of the human individual in front of her is surprisingly good. Not everyone can quickly wake up from a long time of soul sleep, accept the current situation immediately, and try to fight for their own opportunities and master their own destiny. Although it is true that kleler will show some dejected behavior, in essence, it is an inevitable emotional rise and fall for any creature.

After all, it's Amos the great - it's strange not to be afraid, it's better to say that crayler is normal.

It is also an important advantage that he can quickly recover from negative emotions, which means that his inner nature is very strong, at most his outer shell is a little brittle.

"It's really simple."

Mental scan, after confirming that crayler really had no other idea, Elma raised her hand and could see that the translucent tentacles that made up her body began to emit dark blue light. With a small-scale transmission wave, a small box appeared in her hand.

Put the box on the slowly raised bone plate in front of her body, Elma's look becomes dignified. It slowly opens the box, making the essence of the things stored in it show the true appearance.

Crayler looked up curiously, and then he saw a silver light.

It was a transparent substance that looked like a pillar of light, but actually was a real "substance". It was placed in a long bone box about 15 cm long and 7 cm wide, filling every bit of space in the box.

Looking at the light column in the small box, a very familiar breath came to his face. Kleler blinked and looked at the light in shock. He raised his head and looked at Elma in surprise. He said in a low voice subconsciously, "do you know what this is?"

"Yes, it's part of the terminal exchange system that you, Mrs. McCullough, are spreading through the multiverse."

Holding the box as a treasure on the bone table, Elma raised her head and looked at crayler. She said calmly, "according to the propaganda of your mirov civilization and all the ethnic feedback that you have used it, this exchange terminal contains most of your knowledge and technology of mirov civilization, It's even more advanced than us... I worked hard and paid a great price to get a small part of this repair terminal from a small civilization. ""You want to acquire the knowledge and technology to fight against Amos the great?"

Crayler couldn't help raising his voice: "are you sure?"

——This elder sister... Maybe it's elder brother. It's hard to guess the gender of the alien life. Maybe there's no gender yet... In a word, there's something wrong with this Elma guy's head?!

Don't talk about its inexplicable need to resist Amos the great, just to repair the pillar of light, exchange system... This kind of thing in kleler's memory, but the legendary creation made by Marshal Radcliffe himself! The power and technology contained in it can't be cracked by ordinary legends at all!

Elma's strength seems very mysterious, but it never reaches the legendary level. At most, it has a strong will. What can it do to crack it? What can it do?

"Yes."

Elma didn't hide her purpose at all. She said straightforwardly: "although I still have an insurmountable distance from the earth, I believe that if I can get the knowledge in the light column of repair, the possibility of successful resistance will at least change from one trillion to two trillion, and as long as it is possible to improve, I will try my best to do it."

"It's just that you, Mrs. McCullough, have set extremely strict limits of authority for the exchange beam, giving the restoration beams to all races. Only Mrs. McCullough and all races themselves can use them. After passing me a small part of the basic information of McCullough common language and McCullough civilization, I got some exchange beams at great cost, Never answer my call again. I just happened to find you, and you are a pure blood lady McCullough

In this way, Elma nodded slightly, and said with pride: "I successfully copied your body, revived you, and even optimized it through the relevant blood information recorded in the sphere that preserved your soul... And I will send you away from the royal court in the future, and give you a path back to the sphere of influence of the mirov civilization, But before that, you have to help me to extract the relevant knowledge in the exchange beam, which is transaction and contract. "

At this point, kleler understood.

The other party is going to take him as a transfer station to extract information, and he is responsible for the exchange, and then give it to the other party.

This kind of thing, in fact, has long been thought of by Michael Rove. The exchange system and the repair beam are strictly corresponding to the corresponding race. Moreover, before exchange, exchange personnel will be detected whether they have been manipulated by the mind and modified their cognitive organs. It can even directly detect the fluctuation of the soul and analyze whether it is voluntary or not.

If it's not voluntary, I'm sorry, the exchange system doesn't work. If you want to use it strongly, do you want to see if your fist breaks first, or does this seemingly weak repair beam break first?

By the way, in the current battle record, it's the repair light column that wins all.

"... I can cooperate."

After thinking for a while, kleler pondered: "even if you cheat me, I actually have no other choice... But can I know why you want to fight against Amos the great? I don't know why. I can't believe you with all my heart or your lies. "

——He is the supreme power of your race.

With this in mind, kleler raised his head. The young man with black hair, who was born in the Empire, looked very serious.

He was born after the great Israelite made a legend. His childhood was spent in the black tide again and again. He was protected by countless imperial soldiers and grew up. The clergymen of the church opened schools for him to learn to read, the emperor of the capital reduced taxes, and the new policy allowed him to join the army to support himself, He was given the chance to become a transcendent because of the "alien exploration plan" set by master Nostradamus. He was trained under the banner of count Radcliffe.

Crayler has seen many powerful people pay for the protection of the macrov civilization. The seven gods, Pope Iger, master banier, Ms. fayna, some protect their homes, some join with many soldiers to cross the endless void and come to the distance. He really can't imagine why an individual of civilization would want to rebel against the strong in the civilization. In his cognition, he has a deep understanding of why the individual of civilization wants to rebel against the strong in the civilization, In common sense, every strong man is a hero and a great man. They advance and retreat together with civilization. Kleler can't think of any reason to oppose them, even if it's a hostile race that wants to rebel against the hostile strong man.

Therefore, the young human youth is watching the life of the alien world, and crayler is seriously watching Elma, waiting for the other party's reply.

Noticing crayler's expression, Elma blinks - her mimicry is becoming more and more human - and the Amos is silent for a moment, then abruptly asks, "what's your name, little guy of mccrolfe?"

"Keller." Crayler immediately replied that they were the only two in the room at this time. It was enough to communicate with each other mentally. But if the other party wanted to know his name, he would not refuse."Very well, CRADLER."

Sitting on the chair, Elma raised her legs and said calmly, "you know, the war between Amos court and takur has lasted for 14000 years."

Noticing crayler's shocked eyes, Elma shook her head slightly and continued to say calmly, "it seems you understand the concept. In 14000 years and thousands of generations, the only purpose of our civilization is to overwhelm and destroy another powerful civilization.

"We are on a diet, we are frugal, we are putting in our bones and blood, we are sharpening our hands and feet, we are burning the world and the stars, we are putting the limited time of countless people's lives into this endless bottomless hole - all of which have lasted for 14000 years."

At this point, Elma said with a smile: "but there is nothing wrong with it. The great emperor is right. If a civilization does not have a strong opponent, it will soon degenerate into a weak one - but the problem is that our civilization has not been strong for a long time."

"Wang Ting's technology has been stagnant for many years - the last revolutionary technological progress," the instantaneous transition of non fluctuating hyperspace, "was 1270 years ago

Elma's voice was still calm, but kleller could feel the other party's mental fluctuation, which sent out slight waves of anxiety and sadness. The Amos continued: "even the victory of the war is... Whether it is victory or defeat, we have not achieved it for a long time. We have been deadlocked with the order for 900 years, The struggle between us has even changed from a hot war to a cold war. We have expanded our armaments, built fortresses, and built space-time containment devices at the border. We face each other across the border, but we haven't had a full-scale war for a long time. "

Speaking of this, then silence.

After a long time, Elma slowly began to continue: "we have stopped our progress. And the process of civilization and race's survival in the multiverse is sailing against the current. If we don't advance, we will regress. "

Kleler frowned and gazed at the alien creatures in front of her eyes, while Elma also raised her head and said, "I can't accept that our civilization has gradually become weak. We must be strong, always strong. Otherwise, we are sorry for the bones buried by us, whether we are compatriots or enemies."

——So, I want to turn this around.

"After I made up my belief, I chose to be a 'research individual', determined to serve Wang Ting with intelligence, to open the prelude of a new era with new technology, and to launch a technological revolution. But when the war doesn't start, the R & D power is gradually dropping, and my funds are always misappropriated, and I'm not a thousand year old genius. I can only waste a hundred years, except for a little bit of development in biotechnology. I just feel like I'm useless and a waste. "

"After that, I learned from the bitter experience that only strength can gain the right to speak, so I chose to be a" fighting individual ", determined to use my own force to expel the alien race, break the balance, and wipe out the annihilation order of takur, so as to make the country stable and civilization radiate a new spirit. However, I didn't become a "general" (Wang Ting's name for the legendary class), and eventually became a mole ant. I felt the boundary, but my heart was always unable to stabilize, and I could only linger on the edge and wait... I couldn't rely on my own strength to turn the overall situation of civilization. I felt that everything was like fate. "

"In the end, I'm still struggling. I've become a" universal individual "and roam the whole royal court to solve all the problems I can solve. I see the suffering that our civilization is going through - the increasingly stringent newborn policy, the civil facilities that have not been repaired for thousands of years, As well as the dilapidated spiritual construction - so I am determined to help every Amos I meet. It's only a little bit if I want to make the suffering less. But the human resources are poor, and the royal court is so vast, how can I help one place, and how can I help all? "

"If there is anyone who can, then it's only the emperor."

At the end of the long spiritual wave, Elma raised her head and murmured in a complicated tone: "after 300 years, I began to think and sum up our civilization."

"What is the conclusion?"

Crayler can't help but ask about the result. At this time, he and Elma are interlinked. He can directly realize the confusion and sadness of each other. This is true without any feeling of lies.

"We are not wrong."

"No mistake?" McCullough's young captain opened his eyes wide and felt strange: "is that right?"

In his opinion, the social structure of the court of Amos can be said to be a wonderful work. It is a civilized structure that divides all the people into "research individuals", "combat individuals" and "universal individuals". All the policies are for the sake of war and the personal desires of the great emperor. Is that right?

"No mistake." Elma lowered her head. She gave kleller a faint look: "it's us who are wrong, and the Emperor himself.""Our civilization of Amos is built on the unity of the great emperor. We are carried by the great emperor, who drags us forward, so we move forward. If he stops, we will stop. There is no way for us who are burdened with the weak to change the strong who stop. "

At this point, kleler had roughly guessed what Elma really thought. He swallowed and whispered, "so you decided..."

"Yes, so I decided to rebel."

Elma crossed her fingers and put them in her belly. She looked like a translucent lady McCullough. The Amos man whispered, "I'm looking for a chance to leave the court of Amos. We Amos must leave and become an independent civilization, instead of being carried on the back by the great emperor, who will drag us forward forever. "

"The great emperor has blocked all disasters for us, and we only need to pay our lives - this transaction is really unfair. Even if we Amos die, if we are conscious and have faith, we will" sacrifice "! I can accept myself giving my life for civilization, but I can't accept myself as the tool of the great emperor, the soldier of the great emperor, the pawn of the great emperor playing the game of civilization, so I should die! "

At this point, Elma's voice gradually excited, and she could see her human bones turned white, and her whole body was full of substantive magic waves. The Amos people said word by word: "we can fight and sacrifice, but this is fighting for the progress of civilization, and sacrifice, not for a command of the great emperor!"

"We are all Amos - although we are not as strong as the emperor, who knows in the future? We can regard the great emperor as emperor, but it doesn't mean that he can regard us as pawn slaves! "

At this moment, Keller, who is connected with the spirit of Elma, seems to be able to hear a voice.

——We are all strong! We are not playthings, we are not "pitied people"! We are not the low Amos in the past. We would rather die than in the future!

The strong will not be willing to be led by others. They all have extreme self-confidence and self-esteem. They may respect another more powerful strong man and chase each other's steps all the time, but they will never willingly rush under him.

"I'm not enough on my own... I may not be stupid, I'm still a genius, but I'm definitely not that talented, so I need external force, you need Mrs. McCullough's exchange system, you need your technology."

Elma slowly stood up, she went to kleler's body, the Amos stood calmly in front of the opposite side: "kleler, I need you to help me."

This is not an appeal or an order, but an absolute equality and mutual respect.

It's a deal, a contract.

A room, two people, the heart of communication, sincerity without lies: This is a place where there is no need to lie, and also a place where no one lies.

——I can help you, revive you, send you back to your hometown, and even help you become stronger. You have to help me, help me get information and knowledge, and help me go further on the road of "rebellion.".

Kleler took a deep breath. He lowered his head.

In this moment, the young captain thought of many things... He thought of Marshal Radcliffe, thought of many other legendary strong men.

He recalled the fire in his hometown's black forest a long time ago. He remembered that he was looking at Joshua who subverted the world in the distance with his "adoring eyes". He remembered his own idea at that time - that was the extreme worship and awe of the legendary strongman Joshua van Radcliffe.

But it's wrong.

We can respect, we can chase, we can want to be strong.

But we can't worship.

Because worship is the furthest distance from understanding. If you want to become an independent strong and independent individual in the future, you must never "worship" them, but believe them, follow them and become them.

"Yes."

Kleler whispered to himself, "I can also become a legend, just as you want to rebel - maybe very unlikely, only one in a trillion, but you have to act, from zero to one in a trillion, which is infinite progress... This is also a kind of rebellion."

To inferiority complex, to impossibility, to be wise to oneself, to deny one's future treason!

Crayler raised his head, he also stood up - because the soul and body do not match, the pain hit again, but at this time crayler did not care, he and Elma looked at each other, seriously said: "you are in front of the abyss.""There's no way."

Amos reached out her hand, and she naturally said, "even in the face of the abyss, I refuse to give in."

"Amos the great made our civilization and our race grow up like this. Every one of us is a strong one selected from the bones of countless compatriots. So, we are born like this."

"It's the nature of our civilization, of our race, that we pursue strength, that we pursue victory, that we can only be strong, that we can only win - that's our nature, that the harder it is, the more challenging it is, the stronger it is, the more we look forward to it."

——Even if I was crushed by the great emperor and thrown into his Nebula reaction furnace, even if I was just a knife on the chopping board, it was better to give up and kneel down to pray for "impossible" -- we Amos are a stone that can beat the heart, cold and cruel, and never give up even if it's a white blade against the throat!

"Do we, Madame McCullough, have a cowardly nature?"

Kleler sneered that even though he was not strong in character, and even often depressed, he recalled his mother's food in his hometown - but out of pride in his own civilization and his own race, he would never bow his head at this time: "well, I will help you - one in a million possibilities, enough, as long as it is doubled a few dozen times, Hundreds of times, one day, it will become one! "

"In that case, the contract is established!"

Following the link of the soul, they reached an absolute soul contract.

Now that she has decided to cooperate, there is no time to waste. Elma immediately takes out a large number of life energy crystals that she has already prepared. After throwing the crystals into the repair light column, crayler reaches for the silver flash in the box.

"Confirm, the available exchange point is 30134... Convert to technology and props area... The conversion is successful, start to generate the list."

Although the light column is small, it has all kinds of internal organs. It may be difficult for it to exchange things inside the warship. However, if it is only technical information, it is no different from the intact one. According to Elma's request, kleler began to exchange the information she needed one by one.

In fact, the Amos may not have these technologies, but with Elma's authority, they have no way to contact them, let alone use, modify and try to improve them. The open knowledge of all civilizations in the multiverse in the exchange system can effectively help her bypass the obstacles brought about by her qualifications and authority, and enrich Elma's technology accumulation.

Most of the technologies that Elma needs are not very secret. Most of them are related to "transmission" and "basic private construction". It seems that she sincerely wants to take a group of Amos people away from the protection of the Amos emperor and live alone.

Time flies, and the exchange point is like running water. Elma has been carrying the life energy crystal for several times in a row. It can be seen from the back that she has already suffered a lot - but there are not many opportunities. If she can finish the work at one time this time, don't leave it for the next time, so even if she is cold, She was determined to give the pieces of life energy to kleler for exchange.

But, suddenly low, kleler stopped in the hands of the exchange work, Leng in situ.

"What's the matter, Clara? Didn't you find it in the exchange beam? Or is there something wrong with your body? "

Elma was surprised, subconsciously stretched out a dozen tentacles, groped all over kleler to see if there was any emergency - but soon, she also stood still.

"Er..."

Pale and sweating, the young captain sensed the familiar smell from the restoration beam, and there was a rather interesting instruction. Kleler swallowed, then said with a low smile: "I'm afraid... I don't have to go back for a while..."

"I'm sorry, Elma, I'm afraid your plan... Is going to slow down

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