DG's floor scrubbing report was not handed over in time.

One minute wasn't a long time, but it was enough for a lot of things to happen, such as the fact that all six intact or damaged robots, including the one that Roger devoured or remotely controlled with the DG clone, ejected the cockpit or survival pod almost indistinctly under a silent joint command.

No, considering the actual situation now, it is more appropriate to describe it as a shelter for the pilot's body, or a coffin.

In short, when the six iron boxes nearly three meters long hit the ground in unison, there were still as many as 50 seconds before the so-called self-detonation device was activated.

"To be honest, I didn't really want to see ......"

As if to add a note to Roger's words, the six iron boxes that were stuck diagonally on the ground in the same posture made the sound of pneumatic valve locks opening at the same time, and then, six young bodies with a fairly similar appearance, wrapped in dark onesie driving suits, also appeared in front of someone.

Two yellows, two blacks, one white, brown......

These outward statistics seem to be very unnecessary now. As DG had already reported, the six unknown teenagers had been completely dead from the moment Roger had started this battle.

Therefore, for the only reincarnation in this plane, there is actually only one problem that needs attention:

Since this strange mech hides a mechanism in the cockpit that can arbitrarily take the pilot's life, why is the strongest defense in the entire mechage around the cockpit?

The battle just now was not long, and Roger had already tried his best to control the scope of the battle, but even so, not even the faintest bumper marks appeared on the six corpses that appeared in front of him. This level of life support is already incompatible with the other basic setting of black injections, right?

Roger frowned slightly, waiting for DG to use the monitoring clone to transmit the information about the "iron box", there were still forty-five seconds before the so-called self-detonation time.

"If you look at the appearance alone, these drivers are more like ordinary people than the group of people running underground now." This is the summary given by Roger, who was slightly bored before receiving the information, in the spirit link.

"You're knowingly asking, of course, the muscles used in combat are significantly different from the muscles exercised by manual labor, especially for this kind of robot driver, maintaining the maximum flexibility of the body is the first priority, right?" This is a routine bar raise from DG.

"It looks like it's just an ordinary anti-load suit, and it doesn't seem to have an inertial control system, which doesn't seem to match the performance of the mechs in the battle just now?"

"Three reasons, the first of these children are new recruits for the first time, and the second of these airframes are trainer aircraft, and certain functions have been eliminated from the beginning. Third ......"

"The third is that I haven't read the information carefully, right? But even with what you just sent as a supplement, there doesn't seem to be any evidence that there is enough protection around these children. ”

"From your point of view, that's true, so wait a minute."

What to wait for, DG did not say. Roger, who has long been accustomed to his partner's words and deeds, naturally did not ask, but glanced at the countdown to the self-detonation.

Thirty-seven seconds to go.

The result of the overly efficient dialogue in the Psychic Link is that it always gives Roger himself the illusion that "time is slow".

Or is there more to the delusion than that?

Before someone could retract his gaze, he suddenly found that his vision was blurred for a moment. Although he had returned to normal in less than a thousandth of a second, he always felt as if something was something more in front of him.

"DG, what the hell are you doing to my body? Wait, what is this? Spectacles? No, it's a grating? ”

Roger's emotions were fairly calmly controlled, his body was still running underground, and he was using the DG clone when he was put on the ground to observe the situation, so he didn't even know if the DG was quietly adjusting his proprioception vision, or the video collection signal of the clone above his head.

But in the next moment, he knew the answer.

First of all, on the main side, the appearance of the miner teenagers running in front of him seems to have not changed at first glance, but as long as you pay a little attention, you can find that the teenagers with different appearances seem to have quietly concealed some individual differences.

For example, although they are still as broad-shouldered and round-waisted as adults, the most intuitive difference in skin color seems to have completely disappeared - the uniform miner's uniform is wrapped in uniform with uniform light or even close to gray skin. And then pay a little attention to some details, and the details of the facial features of the teenagers in front of you seem to be subtly unified to a fairly similar degree.

Does this level of visual adjustment happen to every miner boy? Roger wasn't entirely sure yet, but when he turned his attention back to the ground, he noticed that the appearance of the six pilots' bodies had also changed significantly.

Leaving aside the unity of appearance and details, under the subsequent remote control of DG, the remains of six miner boys were conjured up in front of Roger's eyes?!

Of course, if you look at it with full attention instead, or block out the "interference" from the DG, it seems that there is no problem in reverting it to the driver. But if it weren't for DG's frequent prompting, even Roger would have been easily blinded by this visual illusion.

Then someone also noticed that the illusion of the pilot's remains on the ground seemed to be very similar to the illusion of the underground miner boys today. No, it should even be said that it is a mass-produced work of the same batch. Assuming a little bit of attention to detail, there is absolutely no problem with them replacing each other.

Regardless of whether the body itself is five big and three thick, or symmetrical and flexible, it seems to have been distorted into an image of the same appearance by the special Hara mirror.

"Polarized 3D? Or shutter 3D? ”

"Retinal projection."

Twenty-nine seconds before the self-detonation, Roger's questions were casual and strange, and DG's answer seemed even more incoherent.

If translated by their tacit understanding, someone was indeed asking about the principle of this visual distortion technique, and DG's answer was to indirectly tell him that the technique itself did not require a high level of technical content.

Don't you see that the beta plane, which has the lowest level of technology, has this kind of trick?

Of course, the focus of these Q&As is not on the conversation itself, not to mention that the next few on-site data collected and combined with the information from the base's intelligent brain database have provided Roger with the answers he really wants to ask.

Whether it is a miner boy or a lunar mechanic, these "ordinary humans" who have no traces of artificial adjustment at the genetic level have undergone small eye modifications since birth.

The modification itself didn't make much of a difference, and the normal environment and inhuman creatures, from small housekeeping robots to large fighter jets, didn't distort in the eyes of these children.

The only thing that can subtly produce anomalous visual effects is in these indigenous human teenagers themselves.

It's slightly better when naked, and the distortion will increase significantly when wearing various uniforms.

To put it simply, when Roger first arrived, and DG did not correct him to follow the local customs, the differences in race and appearance he saw among the teenagers did not exist at all in the eyes of the teenagers themselves!

That is to say, to turn everyone into a template. It's okay to adjust these corpses directly to the shape of meat animals, right? ”

"Theoretically, yes."

"So, does this distorted plane itself still have any meaning in existing?"

This time, Roger pressed his anger and asked this question, but it was not answered by DG.

At this point, there are still twenty-five seconds left before the self-detonation.

DG isn't deliberately putting on a show, it's just that there is a situation where someone has more priority than someone asking.

It's not just DG who discovered it himself, Roger's side also sensed the same thing-

Space Jump Warning!

Something is jumping towards their position?!

It shouldn't be a chasing soldier in the direction of the moon, because the DG is actually sending deceptive warp signals all the time. And judging from the feedback information and the comprehensive analysis of other nodes, even if there is this lever that Roger insisted on inserting later, everything that is happening so far can still be forced into an ordinary "training body rebellion".

What's more, it seems that even the moon base doesn't have a space jumping technique that is sophisticated to this extent.

So, this time it jumped directly out of the scope of the earth-moon system, and you can probably vaguely glimpse the sudden teleportation of the mastermind behind the scenes, who made the trick?

"What do you want to do so much? Let's fight first! ”

Roger at the underground base quietly overtook a teenager who was supposed to be a step or two ahead of him. On the ground—or in the fifty-meter crater—the only body in the ground that remained intact looked up slightly, and the open binder door in the cockpit was quickly closed, and the armor was covered.

DG's already completed floor scrubbing report had to be completely discarded, and she didn't stop Roger's seemingly continued enthusiasm regardless of the reaction.

You must know that her computing power is many times higher than Roger's, and it is even more impossible for Roger to think about something DG can think about in an instant.

Backwards, it turns out that the initial location of this space jump is not on the moon, or even in the solar system. This in itself is enough to show that the muddy water in front of us has somehow alarmed some high-level systems.

Why this normal event in the Earth-Moon system triggered such an abnormal reaction may not be easy to answer now. But since the other party's origin is so big, the possibility of an unhappy person directly erasing the entire Earth-Moon System also exists, and I'm afraid it's not small.

In this case, if you choose to fight directly, as long as you control it properly, maybe it is the best response, isn't it?

———————————————————— here is the dividing line where the existing plot is really close to Tian Yuan's breakthrough————————————————————

Although the original plane is the prequel plane of Tian Yuan, although this large number of descriptions so far does not seem to have anything to do with Tian Yuan.

But what we consciously wrote is still good~~

So I continued to ball red tickets, commented, and was angry and stupid~~