Mo Ran thought about it for a moment to understand why the dean said this, because if it was in this way, then at least one battleship captain would be left, and it didn't matter if the fleet was full of people. If the level is too low, then there is no need for the Protoss to send a fleet to let Mo Ran go back. It's a balancing act. But if Mo Ran was away from his post for a long time, someone would definitely notice it, and there were a lot of words against the general, but if they knew that it was just a battleship that was not satisfied with the formation, and Mo Ran's battle record, those people would naturally not say more.

The dean couldn't help but smile when he saw Mo Ran's thoughtful expression. "I know General Nohak doesn't want you to leave, but he respects your choice." The Dean turned and continued walking towards a platform in the distance. "But that seems to be the only way to keep you in the Seventh Sector. If something happens later, others won't be able to snatch you away. ”

Mo Ran paused, and then smiled bitterly. "Dean, I have a reluctant request." He thought of the warriors in the academy. "There are still a lot of my companions in the academy, and I want to ask them if they are willing to go back with me, and if they want to go back, I hope the dean will agree."

He directly skipped the question of resignation, and apparently Mo Ran agreed. "It's not a big deal, and if your companion is willing to leave, I'm fine. But those students can't leave at will, and the others don't care. "The dean didn't think much about it, mainly because those ordinary people would also consume some resources here, and instead it would overwork those students like Captain Luo Xian, which was not in the interests of the academy.

When they came to the platform, Mo Ran and the three of them stood up.

"Then when can we leave," Mo Ran asked, after a moment's thought. During this time, he naturally thought about how to use the winning points in his hands, and in the end all the rest was left to Rogge and them. Thinking of Rog Moran, he was a little silent. "I don't know if this guy wants to go back."

"Just wait for your general to send a spaceship over, according to the distance between the seventh star sector and here, it will take about half a month," the dean thought for a moment and said. "Don't worry, someone will naturally come to inform you at that time, you don't have to worry."

The platform flew upwards. Mo Ran soon realized that his previous idea that the core area was a little small was so ridiculous. They were on the lowest floor, but once they stood on the platform, every few meters behind the metal compartment there was a huge space with a large number of staff inside.

The dean couldn't help but laugh as he watched Mo Ran lying on the guardrail next to the platform. After about ** layer, Mo Ran and they just passed through a circular hole. The hole is located in the middle of four different areas, and they need to take a specific ship to get to their living quarters. There were a lot of horizontal passages down there that led directly to the underside of their living quarters, but the Dean didn't want to do that.

"You know what, it's been a long time since I've been sitting on a spaceship observing the Academy." The Dean smiled and said that after a while, a small spinning ship with four seats stopped next to them. After the hatch opened, the dean went straight in.

However, what gave Mo Ran a bit of a headache was that the dean was a three-dimensional projection, and even if he could see the scenery of the academy, it was just a three-dimensional projection in front of him, what was the difference between this and his own inspection in the office. However, Mo Ran just thought about it and didn't say much.

The spaceship soon flew into the air, and then flew towards Moran and their living quarters. Below is a sprawling academy, each with a different living quarter, arranged on the surface like a chessboard. It's just that there are more creatures, and there are a few more areas where they live, and there are fewer natural living areas with fewer people.

"Do you feel like looking down here," the dean asked Mo Ran as he let the ship fly a little higher. Mo Ran, who was sitting next to the dean, couldn't help but look down from the porthole, and now those living quarters were only the size of his palm, densely covered with the land below as far as he could see.

"I feel small," Mo Ran glanced at and whispered. "There's also a feeling of looking down and asking about all beings."

"Do you know the origins of the Protoss and the Undead," the dean asked, lighting a button not far away.

"I don't know." Mo Ran naturally didn't know these histories, he only knew that the Protoss and the Undead had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, and before Mo Ran's universe, they had fought many times in other parallel universes.

"The Protoss was first born in a parallel universe called Chu, just like your birthplace, because it is the universe we first developed, so it is called Chu. Later, with the passage of time and the development of technology, we knew that we were not alone in the universe, and at the same time we were in contact with a strange creature. That's the undead. At this, the dean paused.

Mo Ran understands that when civilization develops to a certain extent, it will name some things with itself as the center, such as the solar system and the galaxy. But here here the Protoss may be just a small area in the war zone, and there is nothing special at all.

"Then we found out that there were a lot of special things about the undead, like their composition and many other things." The dean whispered. In the end, it turned out that they could not be called creatures in the normal sense. It's a special one-dimensional creature. Do you understand?"

Mo Ran could understand it at first, but when he heard it, he didn't understand it. "The undead are a collection of one-dimensional beings, but they cannot exist on their own, they can only be attached to some carrier. They observe their surroundings as a point forward, and then countless points come together to summarize the surrounding situation. ”

Mo Ran thought for a moment, imagining the image of countless flashlights forming a flat surface, and then the light reflected back at different distances.

"And you should also notice that it seems to be getting harder and harder to defeat the undead, once defeated them, the next time the same tactic will not be very useful, right?" Mo Ran thought about the battle for a few moments, and couldn't help but nodded. "It's also because they're only one-dimensional creatures, so they're all black and white." "And they have synchronous, you know, they're both a collection of individuals and a whole. ”

Mo Ran once again felt that his brain was a little unable to keep up. "The undead are one," Mo Ran said, which made him feel incredible.

"They transmit very quickly in thinking, and the whole group will know something very quickly." The Dean explained. Mo Ran nodded, and the dean continued. "It didn't take long for the Protoss to have a conflict with the Undead over resources. But the undead we underestimated, they quickly crushed us. Hatsuya also became the residence of the undead in the following time. We Protoss have become a wandering people. ”

Mo Ran nodded. But he didn't understand why the dean was talking to him about it, and it didn't seem to have much to do with him. "I say this to tell you that a one-dimensional creature can enter the high-dimensional world, so will there be a high-dimensional creature entering our world?"

Mo Ran was stunned, and didn't understand why the dean had such thoughts. "A lot of things aren't normal at the academy this time. Why is it that a simulated battle that is usually held only once in 300 years is suddenly held and not long after you arrived, there was a big change in the undead race, which was not like the previous combat style of the undead race. Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Mo Ran.

"Lord Dean, are you kidding, do you think I look like that kind of high microbe," Mo Ran naturally heard the suspicion in the dean's words.

"You're not like that, that's why I'm telling you this." The dean said in a deep voice. "And I'm telling you this because the Protoss seems to have a lot of anomalies recently, and the sudden enrollment of the academy is an anomaly. But I don't have any evidence, it's all my inference. With so many coincidences happening together, I think everyone will doubt it."

Mo Ran smiled bitterly, he really didn't know what the dean was doing with him talking to him, could it be that the dean wanted him to help the academy find those high-dimensional creatures who didn't know if they existed

"The main thing is that I compared the situation of the two academies and found that the only thing that has changed is that there are only more earthlings among the creatures participating in the simulated battle this time." The dean whispered.

The smile on Mo Ran's face gradually stiffened, and in the end, he really couldn't laugh. Listening to the dean say this, it seems that something is really not right. But it didn't seem to be of much use to him, and he couldn't help much.

"I mean to let you know about it, and if it's convenient, keep an eye out for anything unusual around, and I think it's quite possible for you to come if someone is from a high latitude. As for the other creatures, I don't have to think about it at all. The dean whispered.

"Dean, in such an environment, it's not pleasant for any high-dimensional creature to be called an existence like us and be discriminated against everywhere." Mo Ran couldn't help but smile and said. "Even if you want to disguise, you're pretending to be a Protoss."

"All the people of the Protoss are recorded, and it is basically impossible for high-dimensional beings to blend into the Protoss. Besides, you know what. In all the universes, your image is not the lowest, but in many places you are very powerful. The Protoss also has concerns about this, and it is because when you first came here that you have been suppressing your status in propaganda, you will become what you are today. The dean looked at Mo Ran and said slowly. Interstellar Tomb wants to chat with more like-minded people about "Interstellar Tomb", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~