Chapter 30 The Cessation of Chaos IV

From Raffi to Curtis to Snow, all geniuses in fighting and ruining miรจ. Helen could not fight directly, but she seemed to play a much greater role in warfare: she instructed others on how to fight it.

So when the second wave of mechanical bugs flew over half a day later, the attack turned into a one-sided slaughter. Rafi, who combines high-frequency shocks and electromagnetic shocks, has become the nemesis of mechanical insects, and the surrounding area has become a domain of death for mechanical insects within ten meters. Compared with Rafi's area attack, Snow's combat power is more reflected in individual or small-scale combat, but the result of cutting one by one is of course not as good as Rafi's harvesting in pieces. The war was a complete tragedy for Cortis as the captain was badly wounded in the first wave of attacks, so badly wounded that even Helen was helpless due to the lack of necessary tools and medicines. However, Curtis is naturally optimistic and does not take his injury seriously at all. And he still has some role to play, such as protecting Helen from the occasional missed beam of light.

After surviving two rounds of attacks in a row and collecting the necessary samples, Helen immediately asked to return at full speed. With only one off-road vehicle left, plus Kotis seriously injured, the so-called full speed is no more than 40 kilometers per hour. If you want to return to Dragon City, it will take another day and a night. Finally, when they were about to enter the realm of the Bloody Council, they waited for the third round of long-overdue mechanical bug attacks, this time in addition to ordinary combat machines, there was also a miniature empty mother. The third round of attacks, although on the rise, was still managed with great difficulty. It's just that after the battle, Rafi's mutation is obviously unexpected, and the rest of the journey is full of dangers.

Raffi undoubtedly has feelings for Helen, but in the absence of restraint and the possibility of not bearing the consequences, too strong feelings can often turn into a double-edged sword, which can make people angels or turn people into devils. And the silence and oppressive atmosphere is tantamount to the strongest catalyst.

So Helen, despite her exhaustion, opened her eyes when she heard Cortis's question, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Some time ago I occasionally received some strange signals indirectly, and their structure and carrying the way of transmitting information are completely different from ours, as if they came from some strange civilization. And the mountainous areas in the north are dense areas of signaling, so I wanted to see what was really going on here. โ€

Curtis laughed a few times and said, "Sounds like an alien invasion." But if it's better to say in the old times, what is the value of invasion of this broken planet now? I think they're going to lose money this time. โ€

Helen smiled weakly when she heard Cortis's jokes, and said, "I don't know what they want." Perhaps there is an unknown treasure on this planet. Although I am 80% sure that their source is from the outer universe, I am not completely sure after all. The evolutionary process on our planet has been accelerated hundreds or thousands of times, and many mutated creatures have begun to appear intelligent, and even have begun to have the rudiments of society. How can we conclude that there will not be a super-life being in some unknown corner that is more intelligent than humans? โ€

Curtis scratched his head, always feeling that there was something incomprehensible in Helen's logic, and frowned and said, "That's what I said, but I always feel a little strange...... These mechanical ...... Machine! By the way, if those mutated beings are strong and easy to understand if they mutate and evolve themselves, it is impossible to create these mechanical flying insects! Engine, metallurgy, and energy weapons technology take more than a few generations to build! โ€

Helen nodded, sighed, and said, "Technology does need to be accumulated, but it doesn't necessarily rely on paper, disks, or other physical media as we do. Perhaps, some life will pass on civilization in some way that we don't know about. For example, it is passed down in genes, or it is accumulated in some kind of secondary space. It is even possible that one day one of us will sense some symbol with a large number of civilizational dwellings, and at that time, a new civilization may be opened. So on our planet, if a certain creature has a civilization breakthrough, it is actually very likely. It's just that if there really is that kind of civilization, then for them and for us humans, this planet is too small. โ€

Helen's meaning is very subtle, but it is also very clear. Judging by the aggressiveness that humanity has shown so far, it is impossible for them to coexist with a nascent civilization unless the other party is strong, strong enough to destroy itself.

"However, these mechanical bugs should not be the products of civilization that mutated life on our planet, but must be from the outer universe. Judging by their behavior patterns, they should have a unified center, or brain. Helen added.

Curtis sighed and said, "That's terrible! I'd rather be a wolf or a monkey or something that suddenly became smart and made these guys. โ€

Helen was silent and said nothing. The atmosphere in the buggy was silent and solemn again, although different from the previous one, but it was just as oppressive. Civilizations from the outer universe, no matter how you look at them, are probably much more advanced than human civilizations. At least in the old days before the outbreak of war, human football had not yet set foot on another planet. Although neither Raffi nor Cortis are very tech-savvy, the high-level abilities of the turbulent era are incomparable geniuses in the old era. Seeing batches of highly consistent mechanical insects with a simple and clear division of labor, the hearts of the two people were pressed with an invisible burden.

The rest of the journey was peaceful, and no new attacks were encountered. It may be that they have lost their whereabouts, but it is also possible that the robots have followed invisible boundaries and never entered the realm of the Bloody Council. The wrecked off-road vehicle miraculously drove back to Dragon City before it was finally scrapped, and the silence along the way was like a miracle, with almost no traces of the battle visible. The Ubiquitous Speaker Army seems to have suddenly disappeared.

After returning to Dragon City, Helen operated on Curtis as soon as possible before dragging her tired body back to her room to rest. Ten minutes after the operation was completed, Curtis jumped out of the hospital bed, wrapped in bandages, and left the emergency ward with half-broken internal organs. On the rooftop at the end of the corridor, Raffi was standing alone, silently smoking a cigarette. The smoke smell is spicy and pungent, and when you smell it, it is an inferior cigarette. But in today's war-torn world, it's good to be able to smoke cigarettes. Dragging his heavy and numb body, Curtis walked up to Rafi and asked in a muffled voice, "Is there any more smoke?" โ€

Rafi didn't even look at Curtis, but took three crumpled cigarettes out of his pocket and threw them to Kotis. The captain smiled, shoved one in his mouth, rubbed his thumb and forefinger, and a flame jumped out of his fingertips, lighting the cigarette. He took a deep breath, and his huge lung capacity almost burned half of the cigarette, and this breath was considered to be the end. Curtis held his breath for a moment, puffed out a thick cloud of smoke, and said, "It's fucking comfortable!" It would be better if there was a sip of wine! โ€

Raffi turned his head to look at Curtis and, silently, pulled a flat silver flask from his inner pouch and threw it over. Curtis unscrewed the lid of the jug, and a strong smell of wine came to his face, which immediately made him smile and show a mouthful of white teeth

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