Chapter Seventy-Five: Silence
The flying car slowly lands on Aston Street.
Getting out of the car, Michelle straightened her clothes and walked towards the Hamilton Airport Hospitality Hall.
There were not many people in the hospitality hall, and it was deserted, except for the large screen above that still displayed the spaceship's travel schedule.
At the bottom of the flight watch, there is a row of small red letters.
"Exocet-13 resumed takeoff. β
Shen Yi guessed correctly, after the Mufa Star splitters left Cruzgen, the no-fly order was terminated.
Michelle came to the ticket window.
The conductor scanned Michelle's ID chip and said, "Don Michelle, you have booked a ticket for the Exocet 13." β
"Yes. β
"Please take it, this is your ticket. β
Michelle took the ticket and shook it slightly: "I ordered an ordinary cabin, but you gave me a VIP cabin." β
"Yes sir, the ordinary cabin has been canceled and all ordinary cabins have been upgraded to VIP cabins. β
"I don't understand, why is that?"
The conductor replied: "There are not enough passengers, and there are many guests who have booked tickets and refunded their tickets, not the previous few times." β
"You mean......" Michelle tossed the conductor a cigarette.
The conductor took it, sniffed it for a moment, then nodded and said, "Authentic handmade cigarettes from Silce Farm, nice and good." β
This is Michelle when he stole the car, for the sake of the smoke, and there was no one in the reception hall, the conductor replied:
"The Nargar spaceport incident. Everyone could tell that those guys wanted to leave Crusgen. The Rover is going to Tatooine, and the Exocet 13 is going to Tatooine, and you know, no one wants to run into those separatists. β
Michelle understands that although the Galactic Empire has lifted the ban on flying, the attack on the Nargar spaceport has made most people afraid to take the ship to Tatooine again.
"So the Exocet upgraded the passengers in the ordinary class to the VIP class, and gave some discounts to the passengers who are still willing to take the ship?"
"Deals? Shirley's won't be so generous. The reception staff laughed: "The upgrade to the ordinary cabin is because the ordinary cabin has been modified." Due to the loss of a large number of passengers, Shelly's/son took over a government business in order to make money. β
"What business?"
The conductor shook his head: "Transporting prisoners, a group of vicious prisoners." β
"Let the prisoners ride with us in the same boat?" Michelle frowned.
"yes, so I'd suggest you take it easy, man...... If you want to give up, for the sake of this cigarette, I can get you a refund. β
"No, thank you, I have an urgent need to go to Tatooine, and I don't plan to change my plans for the time being. Michelle took the box of cigarettes, tossed it to the conductor, and left.
The conductor was very satisfied, and shouted at his back: "A generous person will be rewarded!"
Michelle doesn't think it's a good thing.
His brow furrowed, and he hurried out of the reception hall and began to search for information about the prisoners.
Sure enough, he found an inconspicuous piece of news.
A group of about 3,000 prisoners was to be exiled to Tatooine.
In the interstellar era, except for felonies such as treason and secession, the death penalty has been abolished for most crimes, and they have been replaced by exile to the barren land, colonizing the planet, and engaging in some heavy manual labor that robots cannot replace.
As a semi-exploited colony planet, Tatooine is such a criminal penal colony, which is full of all kinds of interstellar criminals, and all kinds of violence are staged every day, and the source of violence is these prisoners who are being escorted.
What does it mean for Flying Fish to suddenly have an extra batch of prisoners on board?
If it had been before, Michelle would not have thought about it.
But now, he's on his own, and he's on his own to face complex problems, and every small change can have unpredictable consequences.
This forced him to be cautious.
He has been following Shen Yi for a long time, and he has gradually become accustomed to some of Shen Yi's ways of thinking.
So I quickly realized that this was by no means good news for me.
Exocet-13 was originally an ordinary passenger spacecraft, and it didn't have much vigilance of its own.
But with 3,000 more prisoners, the Exocet will definitely increase its internal security capabilities.
This means that Michelle will face more enemies than previously anticipated.
"What a damn accident!" Michelle scolded.
At this point, Michelle can only hope that the prisoners will not affect his plans.
Well, speaking of plans, Michelle suddenly realized that he didn't actually have a realistic plan to seize the spaceship, so what should he do?
He felt a headache.
It would be nice if the chief was here......
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A maddening silence.
Dead space is like space without starlight, more desolate than desolate, more nihilistic than nothing.
Shen Yi didn't know how long time had passed, but it felt like it was so long.
At first, he struggled to find a way to escape.
But he soon discovered that in this absolute nothingness, he could not use his strength, and he had nowhere to use his resourcefulness.
So he began to calm himself, telling himself that his friends would not give up on him, and that they would definitely come to his rescue.
He decided to wait.
The long waiting time was a bit boring, and in order to determine the time, Shen Yi counted the ticks one by one.
But soon, the numbers were out of order.
At this time, Shen Yi was already a little irritable in his heart.
However, he knew that time in dreams flowed at different speeds, and he had to be patient, and irritability was the worst enemy of patience.
So he started counting again.
Later, when he counted to forty-six thousand three hundred and eighty-four, he finally gave up completely.
If you count it in seconds, that's about twelve hours.
Shen Yi knew that there was a kind of confinement in the barracks or prison, which was a black room.
It is said that this is an incomparably terrifying mental torture, even if it is only locked up for three days, it can make people cry in agony, even the most tenacious people, can not survive, and if it is longer, they will even die.
And in this space, Shen Yi will not age, will not starve, and will not die.
So he was destined to have only one end - a mental breakdown.
Shen Yi didn't know how long he would last, but he knew that even if he was an adventurer, he wouldn't be able to compete with time after all.
Sooner or later, this dead world would destroy him, numb his nerves, and destroy his will.
At this time, Shen Yi finally had a feeling of panic in his heart.
He began to get anxious.
Anxiety is like a seed that sprouts in the heart and grows rapidly.
He yelled in the void, desperately calling, but got no response.
He wanted to start a communication and connect with anyone who could, including the girl in white who had helped him so many times and made the impossible possible, if she was willing to take her out of this damn world, even if he was to attack the Supreme Council.
All of this went unanswered.
The long wait and endless emptiness were like scorching nutrients, wantonly breeding the mad heart in Shen Yi's heart.
At this time, Shen Yi finally entered a state of hysterical madness.
He shouted loudly and even kept attacking himself, but found that he couldn't even harm himself, couldn't find the wall even if he wanted to hit it, and couldn't find the ground when he wanted to run.
He's just falling!
Shen Yi began to despair.
At this time, he quieted down instead.
He suddenly felt that this was a good thing.
For a long time, in the world of the bloody city, there has been constant fighting, planning, fighting, and planning, calculating the gains and losses of various interests, but there has never been a moment to let the heart rest.
Perhaps, now, the mind can be rested.
So he drifted and fell, looking at the endless dark void, but his mind began to think about it endlessly.
He was thinking back to everything that had happened around him.
First of all, I want to enter the city
I started thinking about it when I was a child.
Many memories that have been forgotten by him miraculously appeared at this time, the good times of childhood, the first kiss, and the wishes, the vision of a better future, the first setback in life, etc., all kinds of memories have surfaced.
Then he began to want to enter the city.
Is there room for further improvement in those battles of the past?
What mistakes did he make, why did he make them, and how could he avoid them?
Then he began to wonder what would happen if he went out.
How to deal with the pursuit of the Galactic Empire, and Edmund's Great Prophecy?
The thought of going out made his heart agitate again.
Shen Yi only felt that his whole body was sad, and every nerve seemed to be beating, confiding in him about the great ordeal he was enduring .
And so a new round of madness and hysteria began.
Shen Yi continued to shout, shout, punch and kick in the void.
The shred of reason that still existed in his heart told him that he could not go on like this, and that the terror that had grown in madness would destroy him completely.
He had to find something to do, to think, that was the best way to calm himself.
So he stopped going crazy and started thinking.
This time he stopped reminiscing, but began to think about how to combine his abilities.
He began to recombine his abilities, looking for new ways to use them, combat techniques.
He is constantly conceiving, dismantling, studying every ability he has, looking for the possibility of combination.
He realized that what Blue Bird said was right, his professional development was indeed unbalanced, not to mention that his number of gun skills was still limited, and even the role of his off-hand skills was not really brought into play.
Maybe you should find some cheap and good off-hand skills to use.
Well, just like Van Helsing.
That's right, Van Helsing's off-hand is not just an off-hand, it's also a combo. Combos like this require a lot of skill and a low need for investment.
Isn't that just the right thing for you?
Fortunately, you still have a good idea of what combo skills you have in the city, as long as you find a skill that is suitable for one-handed use.
Why not try this combo here first?
Shen Yi did it when he thought of it.
He experimented repeatedly, punching and kicking in the void, researching the direction of improving his fighting skills and fighting prowess, as well as studying the use of his own profession.
Soon, however, he was once again in a state of spiritual desolation.
Even if the research is done, what if?
It's not that you can't get out?
The irrepressible decadent thoughts in my heart grew again.
Shen Yi entered another madness.
The madness was much better this time.
After a round of crazy shouts and shouts, Shen Yi regained consciousness again.
He told himself that research was about waiting, and that patience and calmness were the keys to his victory during this long period of captivity.
So he entered a new round of research.
This time, he began to study the combat mode of the entire squad and how he could further improve himself......
The mind wanders back and forth between madness and reason.
There will always be a period of time when Shen Yi will fall into uncontrollable hysteria, but then he will be pulled back with strong will and reason, and look for a new direction of exploration.
After studying the combat ideas of the squad, it is time to study the enemy.
After researching the enemy, start researching the city.
Once you've researched the city, you'll start exploring the rules.
After studying the rules, I began to think about the composition of the universe and the philosophy of life.
However, these studies were complicated, so he began to try to develop his three-dimensional image memory, which was his gift, allowing him to strengthen any aspect of his memory.
There had been very few times before when he had actually done something with that memory.
But now, this memory has become his last magic weapon.
Shen Yi began to try to turn his Zhihai into a computer.
He imagines something, he enters it, and he generates a reaction that gives the result.
Then continue to enter new data, generate new reactions, and give new results.
It's a repeated-time experiment between right and wrong.
Initially, Shen Yi was always wrong.
The brain is not a computer after all.
But gradually, Shen Yi found that with the long period of use, his thinking speed and utilization ability were increasing and huge.
He can partition his memories in a way that he couldn't do before.
But now he can, he can divide his memories into sections, like hard drives.
What memories are in this plate, what memories are in that plate, when you need to use them, you can extract them.
This partition is very vague at first, but later it becomes clearer.
So Shen Yi began to use one of the partitions to time the time.
He didn't know how long it had been before, but at least from now on, he was going to clock in.
He wanted to know how much time he had survived in this void space when he walked out.
Yes, get out there!
This is the obsession that Shen Yi himself has established for himself.
To live, you must have a goal, even if this goal is impossible, but it is like a beacon that guides you in the darkness, makes you grope forward, and makes you never give up.
Just as for adventurers in the city, entering the Tower of Babel and returning to their hometown earth is their obsession for themselves, getting out of this dead silence is also Shen Yi's obsession for himself.
He anesthetized himself, convinced that he would be able to get out.
By the time the first timer was officially completed, he had already experienced nine mental breakdowns, one of which he almost never recovered.
But with the formal establishment of the memory partition, Shen Yi found that the interval between his mental breakdowns had been significantly extended.
So Shen Yi began to prepare to modify his brain computing ability.
If the memory partition is a hard disk, then the computing power is the CPU.
Shen Yi tried to extract memories from each memory partition and then combine them arbitrarily.
The result is chaotic.
This original CPU is not even as good as the Xiaobawang game console.
But Shen Yi did not give up.
He stubbornly refused to admit defeat and recalculated every data again and again, deriving numbers.
He studied mathematics in his mind, using his memory partition to record all kinds of data. It is said that mathematician Hua Luogeng can answer addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division of any multi-digit number in one second, and Shen Yi soon found that he could also reach this point, and even do it better than the other party.
As a result, calculations begin to become organized, clear, and efficient.
So slowly, the CPU started to upgrade.
Every day...... If there is a day, Shen Yi's mind will flash countless picture materials.
Those events that have happened were arbitrarily combined by him, Xie Rongjun fought with Professor X, Zeus turned into a beauty, Hera and Bumblebee Megatron 3P, Hong Lang and King Kong made a base......
These countless intricate contents form one game-like picture after another, and then Shen Yi himself wanders through them, participating in various processes.
He imagines all sorts of complex changes and then goes to solve them for them.
He is very strict with himself, and even if he is a little slower in arithmetic, he will judge himself as a failure.
And then it all started from scratch.
In a way that has never been done before, he calculates the possible direction of everything that has happened, the outcome and the most reasonable way to deal with it.
It's a game that's so complex that you can play it all the way you go.
Shen Yi had a lot of fun.
His image memory and thinking skills have also grown rapidly.
If it is displayed digitally, then at least in terms of three-dimensional image memory, Shen Yi is already at the MAX level, right?
No, it's just a blast and a breakthrough in the sky.
However, Shen Yi eventually got tired of such games.
At this time, the numbers in the chronograph zone showed that he had been living in this space for twenty years.
So he started making new games.
A game about the growth history of a bloody city.
He fed in known clues, assembled an imperfect model, and then began to fill in the content freely, creating his own imaginary, urban history, and writing rules according to these histories.
He analyzes the Quarez people, the human beings, the various situations that may arise in the contact between the two beings, and analyzes the laws that Quarez might choose at the beginning of the establishment of the system.
Due to the lack of most information and too much brain supplement, Shen Yi built one urban model after another.
In some models, the Bloody City has been destroyed by the Zerg more than a hundred times.
In some models, the Bloody City is still dominated by the Quarez people, and the Supreme Council is just a faΓ§ade.
In some models, the girl in white is the final boss of the Zerg.
Some models......
Countless models, countless possibilities.
Another twenty years have passed.
In the end, Shen Yi got tired again.
He is tired of the city, tired of his opponents, tired of all the analysis.
So he began to study the Force.
Since this space is made up of the Force of the Sith the Great, it must also be studied.
He began to try to feel, to feel Ahsoka's response to the Force.
At first, there was no response.
But Shen Yi did not give up.
The long wait made him know that his greatest capital now is time, and only time.
So he insisted on constantly feeling, thinking, and analyzing.
One day, a few fragments of his memory inadvertently collided, and a new possibility was born.
Shen Yi decided to experiment with this possibility.
So he just lay quietly like that, doing nothing, thinking about nothing.
In this deathly loneliness, it is like an eternal sleeper.
It's like Pangu before the opening of the sky.
He didn't know how long he had been asleep.
Until in this endless darkness, a faint light quietly rose.
Shen Yi opened his eyes and looked at the light.
The light was very weak, but for Shen Yi, it was still a little dazzling.
He squinted his eyes, but his mood was unwavering.
He knew that the light was not for nothing, it must have been the efforts of his partner to save him.
What are they called?
Shen Yi couldn't think of it.
He opened the dusty memory partition and found his partner's name.
Gentle, Hong Lang, King Kong, Zhou Yiyu, and the fat man Luo Hao.
It's them......
He had looked forward to this light for countless years, and in his countless analyses, it was one of the possibilities of detachment.
It's strange that when this light appeared, he thought he would be excited.
Why is it so calm?
There is even a feeling of reluctance?
Yes.
Over the years, he had gradually adapted to the place.
So much so that when the moment of freedom really came, Shen Yi felt at a loss.
Why didn't you take this feeling into account?
It seems that this CPU still needs to be upgraded.
But if you want to level up, you have to stay here.
At that moment, Shen Yi felt more and more unwilling to leave.
Fortunately, the memories of freedom in another memory section told him that leaving here was the best choice. His current thoughts are nothing more than an assimilation inevitability.
Yes, he was not crazy, but he was gradually assimilated.
In the process of feeling the Force.
If he continues, maybe one day, he will become a part of the dark space, and then he will truly possess these forces.
He is the Force, and the Force is who he is.
This sleep allowed him to grasp the origin of the Force.
This is good.
That's enough.
It's time to leave.
Shen Yi sighed and looked at the faint light in the distance again.
He struggled and flew towards the light.
By this time, he was already able to control his body.
No more falling!