[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Chapter 134 Eden 22

This is already Clark's third space transition.

Clark, who has gradually gotten used to it: I'm out of the cabin and I feel fine.

After the two of them arrived at the star gate, Clark stood by the porthole and saw not far away a huge mechanical device that almost spanned his entire field of vision, between two celestial-weight opened mechanical arms , a stargate like a black hole is operating stably in the pitch-black universe, and from time to time, blue and white lightnings dance on the edge of the distorted space.

The beauty brought by technology and the conquest of the universe makes it hard to look away. Clark sighed: "A great megastructure project."

"There are more than 100 such giant structures in the territory of Gestalt." Bruce adjusted the direction of the frigate, "Don't show your head again, in case someone sees us and we die together."

When Clark heard this, he shrank helplessly, and stopped poking around the porthole.

At the last moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a fleet as dense as locusts pouring out of the star gate.

"It seems that you really pissed off the gestalt." Bruce frowned slightly as he watched the fleet appearing on the holographic projection screen, "These fleets are all directed at you."

"Is it really okay for us to do this?" Clark was a little nervous, "All the fleets are going to the galaxy we just had, and we are the only ones going retrograde here."

"It's okay." Bruce said, his calm attitude made Clark call him reliable, "I've already reported the supply for the return journey, as long as I get the access permission, there will be no suspicion, but you must hide it well."

While speaking, Bruce had already steered the frigate close to the star gate.

"L-0241 Stargate, has been docked, is verifying the use authority, authority confirmation, security scan is in progress..."

Clark was slightly taken aback when he heard the words "safety" scanned, and watched helplessly as the scanning laser began to slowly approach him.Bruce, however, seemed completely unresponsive, just waiting for the scanning laser to sweep them from head to toe several times.

Nothing happened.

"Safety confirmed. Subindividual S-002540, welcome to the Gestalt Stargate Network."

Clark breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Bruce, and found that the latter was still calm, and couldn't help feeling very emotional.

...so how on earth did this guy get everything ready in just half a month?Even the security scan of gestalt can be fooled so easily. If Clark hadn't learned the skill of gestalt, he might really look down on gestalt.

The frigate quickly entered the star gate, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, but in just a split second, Clark felt his vision light up again, and they had already appeared from the other end of the star gate.

"Arrival confirmed, S-002540, welcome to the Gestalt Hub."

The numb mechanical sound resounded in the frigate, breaking the dead silence in the void universe.

Clark walked to the porthole and looked at the control center of the legendary Exterminator, a combination of countless life consciousnesses that occupied half of the entire galaxy, an extreme extreme of racial cleanliness after collectivism was developed to the extreme. Regime—

Gestalt center.

As far as he could see, it was a huge metal sphere with a star-level volume. The outside of the sphere was surrounded by a space station with a vertical structure, and countless ships passed through the three-dimensional structure. The giant ring-shaped living zone slowly rotates around the sphere.

"That metal planet..." Clark looked at the giant structure with the size of a star, "Could it be..."

"That's right, that's a Dyson sphere wrapped around a star." Bruce stood beside him and said in a deep voice, "Gestalt creatures can survive without sunlight, and they use the Dyson sphere to collect all the star energy to ensure The energy supply of the gestalt center."

Clark took a deep breath.

A complete Dyson sphere absorbs the energy of an entire star without loss—how huge is this energy?

"We have to get to the periphery of the hub," Bruce said. "By the way, that Dyson sphere is wrapped in a red giant star."

Clark: "...so I have to thank them for using a Dyson sphere to cover the red giant star, so that the red sun does not affect me, right?"

Bruce shrugged, "I didn't say that."

The frigate quickly passed through the circular living zone and entered the periphery of the Dyson sphere.Because the heat of the red giant star has been completely wrapped by the Dyson sphere, the periphery of the Dyson sphere is still cold without any heat.The frigate quickly passed through the steel jungle and entered a strange-shaped factory.

"Quick, let's get this done before the other sub-individuals notice the anomaly." Bruce landed the frigate on the outskirts of the factory, and sneaked into the factory with Clark holding Ian.

"Is this a cyborg factory?" Clark looked around.

"Yes, but I don't know if this is the place where the scavengers are produced." Bruce said in a low voice, "The information of the captain of the scavengers is the highest level of authority, and no sub-individual has the right to check it."

While the two were talking, they had arrived inside the factory as quickly as possible.

They saw a huge furnace.

Thick golden paste was tumbling in the furnace, and there were countless grotesque robots operating the holographic control panel.The two waited for a long time before a cyborg body was produced, fell from the golden slurry, and was put into the storage compartment along with the conveyor belt.

"It seems that this is the right place." Clark said in a low voice, "What should we do next?"

"..." Bruce tapped the side of his head, a holographic screen appeared in front of his eyes, countless information streams flashed on the screen, and he said after a while: "Throw the warrior into the furnace, and then we have to grab Only the right to operate the control panel can compile his body in the Furnace of Life."

"How? Hack those little robots?" Clark asked.

Bruce shook his head: "No, that would expose my identity as an abnormal sub-individual."

Clark glanced at Bruce, then at the little robot outside, and a small light bulb slowly appeared above his head: "I have a solution!"

Bruce: "...?"

Bruce glanced at Clark suspiciously, half a second later he suddenly understood Clark's meaning: "Wait, you don't mean to..."

"Stay here." Clark flew out without hesitation, and a thermal sight instantly dismembered all the little robots manipulating the control panel!

Bruce: ...

Afterwards, Clark ignored the sudden sound of the siren, and quickly put Ian in his hand into the furnace with boiling golden slurry, then flew back to Bruce, picked him up, and sent him to the control panel .

"Most of the Gestalt mobile fleets are looking for me, and they won't be able to take care of this side in a short time!" Clark spoke extremely fast, and said to Bruce with a numb expression, "Let's move fast!"

Bruce: ...

At this point, Bruce can only quickly manipulate the control panel, and part of his consciousness is still connected to the Gestalt center, so he is naturally self-taught in this kind of operation interface.

At the same time, he could also feel that the alarm here did not attract too much attention from the Gestalt center, and it was initially judged as an abnormal sub-individual failure, so he only sent a three-person scavenger team to come.

They have 1 minute, not too long, but should be barely enough!

"It takes 1 minute for the body to fully repair, which is enough." Bruce quickly manipulated the interface, frowning slightly, "What did he go through, the body was destroyed so completely... the memory organs have been completely destroyed, what will happen to him after his resurrection?" I don't remember anything."

Clark was slightly taken aback.

"Can't you keep it?" He looked at Bruce with some cautious expectation.

"No." Bruce shook his head. "Theoretically, it is impossible, but this is his dream after all... Maybe there is another way. Other than that, everything else can be repaired, including combat power."

The second half of the sentence was completely comforting Clark, and of course Clark could hear it, so he could only sigh.

Maybe getting him back would be the best ending, and it would be greedy to expect too much.

As time passed by, the golden slurry boiled more and more.Soon, a small body fell from the golden slurry.

Clark immediately stepped forward, and before Ian landed on the conveyor belt, he wrapped the body with his black cloak, as if he was afraid he would catch a cold.

Ian lay in his arms with his eyes closed. His broken face had returned to its original appearance at this moment. His sleeping face looked calm and gentle, without any sharp edge, like a man who is ignorant of the world. baby.

"Okay Clark, we have to—"

Before Bruce could finish speaking, he heard a pulse-like sound caused by the hyperspace transition behind him.

There is only one answer for those who can have the authority to make a jump in the Gestalt center——

Scavenger.

Bruce felt his heart beating like a drum, and it took all his self-control not to turn around, just standing quietly and motionless in front of the control panel.

He couldn't move, he couldn't turn around, he couldn't get the attention of the scavengers, and was marked as an anomalous sub-instance.He must now reduce his presence as much as possible!

Clark hugged Ian, and he looked at the transport ship floating not far away and the three scavengers in black robes.

"Very well," he whispered, "quick and quick."

As soon as the words fell, the hot eyes shot out without hesitation, cutting towards the three scavengers!

……

At this moment, Ian who was held in his arms suddenly opened his eyes.

Countless dense pupils swirled in disorder in his eye sockets, and finally condensed into a ball and landed on the lower half of Clark's face.

……

Clark obviously felt a little strenuous.

Before that, he had fought against three scavengers at the same time, but this time he had to protect Ian in his arms, which made him completely unable to fight in close quarters. He could only find a way to defeat the three scavengers through long-range attacks. astor.

As a result, the difficulty of this battle suddenly increased.

Soon, Clark felt a little powerless. He managed to neutralize one scavenger, but failed to take care of the other scavenger. Seeing that the latter's knife was about to hit his chest!

Clark had no choice but to change his posture as quickly as possible to better protect Ian in his arms, even though this posture might cause him more serious injuries.

However, just as the blade was about to fall on him, a small hand suddenly stretched out from the black cloak and gently grabbed the blade.

"when--!!"

The sound of metal crashing sounded.

The blade that was slashing towards Clark with the momentum of thunder was caught in the little hand without moving.

The expected pain did not come, Clark lowered his head in astonishment, and saw Ian's outstretched hand at a glance, as well as his eyes curiously looking at himself.

"Crack."

With a soft sound, the scavenger's knife was broken by Ian so easily.

In the next second, Ian grabbed the half blade that had fallen, thrust his backhand without hesitation, and stabbed directly through the scavenger's chin effortlessly, piercing through his entire head, and the tip of the knife came out of the His celestial cap pierced through, as cold as hoarfrost on a cold night.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the blade was pulled out, and blood spattered.

Before the scavenger could even hum, he lost his vital signs and fell from the sky.

Seeing the bloody scene in front of him, Clark was stunned.

The last scavenger seemed to be taken aback when he saw Ian's actions, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Ian looked curiously at the last scavenger. He blinked and tilted his head in confusion.

In his eyes, the last scavenger took a step back uncontrollably, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

That is the terror from instinct, the fear that can never be overcome from the blood.

The moment he was stared at by Ian, he seemed to suddenly see the god of death himself.Even though the Gestalt center gave him the highest authority order to kill the abnormal sub-individual, the creature's own fear of death still made him take a step back.

He was very clear that the kid in front of him, who didn't look strong, was the top and unsurpassed existence even among their scavengers.

— Scavenger Squad Leader, R-0001.

The pinnacle of individual fighting power, the undisputed pinnacle of the pyramid.

At the same time, this piece of information was quickly uploaded to the Gestalt center.

Captain Scavenger, back to life.