A completely dark space, the pilot who slowly woke up from his coma, his memory still stuck in his own slashing weapon, but was swallowed up by the bloody mouth of the cold attack from the enemy's battleship.

He opened his eyes, but he had the illusion that they had not opened them, because it was completely dark, and there was no light in the dark, and if it were not for the perception from his body, he would not even realize that he had opened his eyes.

He tried to move, but found that he was firmly bound by something he didn't know, and he couldn't move.

Suddenly, a blinding light shone on the pilot, and the keen pilot immediately closed his eyes and pretended that he was still asleep.

However, his actions were in vain.

"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

The voice sounded, and the other party spoke the lingua franca of the state, and the pilot understood it, but the pilot did not intend to 'wake up'.

Soon, the pilot had to wake up again, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and the sharp pain soon spread throughout his body, and the pilot looked down in panic, and under the bright light of unknown light source, a small spike was piercing his abdomen, which was the source of the severe pain.

Pain comes from the bioelectric signal transmitted to the brain after physical injury, and it is not difficult for the collectors to artificially create and increase such bioelectric signals, as long as the collectors are willing, it is completely fine to let a person die of pain.

"If you don't want to die, I advise you not to use your brains to run away, you are not the first to wake up."

The pilot, who was just about to connect with the spiritual realm and teleport to escape, stopped his behavior because of these words, and in front of him were several floating corpses, all of which were recognized by the corpse pilots, after all, they were comrades on the same battlefield.

The pain had passed, and the pilot looked around in horror, trying to find the place where the speaker was.

However, this was destined to be in vain, except for the unknown light source that illuminated him, there was only a pitch-black space.

"Who are you?" The pilot asked.

"I am only responsible for asking, and I am not obligated to answer." The voice replied.

"You can choose to shut up and die, or answer the questions we ask."

"The number of you captives is large, some choose to die, and some choose to submit and answer questions."

The other party's words made the pilot feel cold to the bone, it was a disregard for life, like a sharp blade against the pilot's death hole, as long as he opened his mouth to say 'no', it would let him go to another world.

The haze of death shrouded the pilot, looking at the corpses of those dead comrades, the pilot chose to cherish his life and survive.

"I choose to answer the questions."

"You are very knowledgeable about current affairs, but there is one thing I want to remind you, there are some people who give in and choose to hide part of themselves, and their result is also death, I think your IQ should not be low, if you want to hide it, then simply choose death without saying anything, so that I can save some time, and you can also spend less time talking."

The pilot's heart was shocked, and the small abacus in his heart that said half and half left was suddenly thoughtless.

The information revealed in the other party's words is that he is not the first to wake up, nor is he the last, and the pilot has no way to falsify this matter, so he can only think about it as if it was true.

Since he chose to give in, the captives who woke up before him must also have yielded, and God knows how many things the captives who gave in front of him said, and if you want to live, you must tell everything you know, so that you can survive.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'm not like those stupid people who think they're smart." The pilot hurriedly replied.

"I believe that, too." The voice replied flatly, "Tell me about your fleet." ”

"My fleet has been wiped out by you......"

The pilot was puzzled as to why the other party was asking this question, and was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"I want to know this, is there any direct conflict between the total destruction of your fleet and the question I asked?"

The words are full of threats, and the pilot has just put himself in the right position, he is now just a prisoner, and he doesn't even have the most basic right to ensure the safety of his life, it all depends on the other party's wishes!

The pilot hurriedly responded, "I belong to the branch vanguard fleet under the command of the Raid Legion, number 1130, mainly responsible for the vanguard contact battle of the entire legion, the number of fleets of the same type is in the four figures, I am just an ordinary pilot, I only know so much." ”

"Why do you suddenly appear and disappear suddenly?" The voice asked.

“……”

The pilot didn't expect the second question to be this, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"You don't have to answer, anyway, there are still a lot of captives, and when you die, I'll ask other people this question."

"Nope! Wait a minute! I answer! ”

The pilot panicked, he still wanted to live, and even if he didn't say it, the people in the captives would definitely have the idea of speaking out, so he decided to say it as it was.

"Huh? Well, tell me. ”

The pilot who heard the other party's relief breathed a long sigh of relief and answered the question honestly.

"It's the spiritual realm, and we complete the phenomenon you just asked about by building a connection with the spiritual realm, and we call this process 'jumping'."

"Spiritual Realm? What kind of place is that? ”

"This ...... I can't describe it, it's a place beyond my ability to express myself, it's a place that's so special that you can't find it in the normal world......"

The pilot tried his best to express himself, but his words were very vague, and the other party interrupted him impatiently.

"Alright, you don't have to say that anymore."

"Let me ask you, do you know this thing 'Spirit Venerable'?"

The pilot was stunned for a moment, trying to recall, and finally asked rhetorically.

"Uh... What is that? ”

"You don't know?"

"I don't know."

The pilot was convinced that he didn't know what a Spirit Venerable was.

"I really don't know? Someone told me before you that there are many Spirit Venerables in the Spirit Realm. ”

"I really don't know this, I've never seen any Spirit Venerable since I entered the Spirit Domain, and I don't know what you mean by Spirit Venerable."

The pilot was anxious and hurriedly defended himself, he had already decided to survive, but he didn't want to lose his life in vain because of such a thing, it was too wrong.

"How strong is the total military power of the Holy Worm State? What percent of the total combat power of the branch fleet you belong to? The voice asked again.

"It's not even one percent, our fleet can only be regarded as an advance fleet in the state ** regiment at most, uh, you natives probably don't understand what the concept of the vanguard fleet is, let me explain."

Because the previous Lingzun question could not be answered, the pilot answered this question very carefully in order to show that he really did not hide it.

"The vanguard fleet is equivalent to the scouts on your ground battlefield, responsible for the collection of certain intelligence, and also responsible for harassing the enemy's intelligence and logistics tasks, but the combat effectiveness is completely incomparable with the main fleet."

"It doesn't matter how much the vanguard fleet destroys, because the cost of forming a new vanguard fleet is very low, and the members of the battleship are all state races, as many as there are."

"How strong is the main fleet?" Asked from the other side.

The pilot thought about it and replied very seriously.

"The mecha piloted by the ace pilot only needs ten to destroy the vanguard fleet to which I belong, and the ace pilot like this, the main fleet has tens of thousands of numbers."