Chapter 483

Even if a bad person is so evil that he just wants to destroy, corrupt, distort and pollute, and he starts to destroy when he is born, just like milkow, he will have a place to learn. Whether it's promotion or self-awareness, it's beneficial.

It's the same with ghosts. Now it is known that they are the result of ancient scientific experiments, and they have become a terrible force for this galaxy. And they are also known as the negos sweep army. According to Zhao Mai's understanding, they may have expanded to many worlds. God knows how many terrible things they have done. But in the final analysis, they were born with the wisdom of the ancients, the wisdom of a race that created the interstellar portal. Along the way, Zhao Mai felt and learned about the spaceship, established communication with it, and wanted to understand the wisdom from it.

It's wisdom, not technology. There's a difference between the two. Zhao Mai doesn't think that he can restore the ghost's energy gun or learn to fly faster than light by crossing the bulkhead of the spaceship with his fingers and then communicating with the natural force. It's not learning, it's hanging up What Zhao Mai is trying to understand is why this kind of ghost spaceship can survive in space, what kind of biological model is, and what kind of environment its vitality depends on. It's like a druid who has never seen a glacier studying polar bears.

"It's interesting. It's really interesting." As Zhao Mai walked along, he used the natural force to explore the spaceship. Naturally, he seemed to be a bit nagging. Reserve grain from time to time with the head top Zhao Mai, help him adjust the direction of travel, avoid him along the feeling of detection on the crooked. As he passed a wall, Zhao Mai suddenly stopped and put his hands on the wall.

"Mike, we don't have time to stay." "According to the map, we are only two areas away from the bridge," Sheppard said

Zhao Mai motioned him not to speak, and then scratched the wall with ten fingers. The people didn't understand what he was doing, but the ghost warship understood. It "felt" very comfortable, so it unfolded the outer layer of the wall and exposed the energy and signal pipes behind it.

All the walls are the repetition of similar structures: a protective shell with toughness and hardness, which is said to make the energy weapons "slide away" like water floats; then a protective layer with repair and early warning ability, which is also the main stress layer, just like the human body's muscles; below is the part that supplies energy and signals, just like blood vessels and gods Through the network; the core is the supporting structure, but also has the ability to regenerate all other organizations around.

Zhao Mai gently stroked the muscle layer with his hand to make it feel comfortable, joyful and relaxed, and there would be no alarm signal. Looking at Zhao Mai's skillful technique, he vomited his tongue, turned over and showed his belly like a conditioned reflex, whimpered twice. Doji'an came over with a smile and wanted to stretch out his hand to help the dog scratch, but he saw that the grain reserve was straightened up and just licked doji'an's fingers with his tongue.

"Wow, what a powerful energy signal and information flow." Rodney peeped into the device in the wall. "I think if I can get the signal, maybe I can figure out the technology used by this ship, so that I can remote control the ship from here without having to go to the bridge!"

"Good idea." Sheppard said, "Rodney, you stay here to do this and we move on."

"What, I'm here alone?" Rodney shook his head. "I think you'll need someone on the bridge who knows what you're doing."

Zhao Mai gave a "shush" and used his psychic powers to separate the inner tissue membrane, holding the "blood vessels" and "ganglia" to separate them to the side, and then extended his hand in. A sticky, cool feeling came from the fingertips, and at the same time there was a strong but slow breath of life. Most of the time, the whole ship is just in a state of near hibernation, just like a ghost. Even if it cruises the universe, it is half asleep and half awake. Only when he is in the state of fighting and constantly launches high-energy energy beams, can he be regarded as waking up. But Zhao Mai felt that the spaceship was far from "excited".

Zhao Mai is very curious about the information that the ghosts transmit in the nerve bundle, but he is not very interested. His fingers slid through the organs that were ticking with grease until they touched the black core supporting bone and stopped. He gently scratched the wall with his left hand to let it relax. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous

Combined with psychic powers and the ability to shape a magic spell, Zhao Mai makes a small hole in the bone that the fingertip touches, and then puts the Z bug in. Inside the bone, it is the reserve material used to regenerate and repair the surrounding hull, which contains a lot of "organ and tissue information". As an extension of Zhao Mai's sense organ, Z insect is eager to absorb these substances and store them in his body for learning.

The wall in front of Zhao Mai was gradually closing, which showed that the ghost warship felt uncomfortable and wanted to respond. "Shh It's OK. I won't hurt you. Don't worry. Take it easy. " Zhao Mai constantly appeased him, making the warship feel that what he was suffering was just a small problem. It was like being accidentally touched or rowed. He could solve it by himself without notifying the ghosts. Zhao Mai also knows that this kind of thing needs to be controlled. Pulling out one or two hairs is nothing. If you pull out one of them, you have to be in a hurry.Enough is the key. He didn't want to test the limits of the ghost warship, so he quickly drew back his hand and used the natural force to help his wound heal. He slowly drew back his hand, restored the blood vessels and nerve bundles, and slowly closed the wall. Zhao Mai shook off the mucus on his hands, then patted the wall and said, "good boy, really good boy."

"It's a ghost warship. It's hard to call it a child, isn't it?" Tara doesn't understand. Influenced by ghost thinking, she regarded warship as a tool to some extent. Zhao Mai didn't think so. He found that although the warship was affected by the ghost reconstruction project, it was not a kind of original creature with the ghost in essence.

"You're right. It's too big to be a child." Zhao Mai suddenly thought of an idea and fell into meditation. Since he boarded the ship, he has been so strange that we don't think much of him. Xiaohua can understand what Zhao Mai is doing, and Diana is very curious about his state.

She felt as if she had seen something like "I'm going to have a bad idea" somewhere.