"Could it be because of the ship?"

"Which ship?"

Hearing the deputy say about the ship, Huron was stunned for a moment, and then reacted and said which ship it was.

The Tyrone Navy ship that was salvaged along with the wreck of the Vengeful Spirit.

To be precise, it is a part of the ship, that is, the bridge.

The heavy breakthrough torpedo that Huron used to kill Wyngar was salvaged from near the bridge.

Huron hadn't thought about it, but he felt it was very unlikely.

The Tyrone Navy poured out, this was obviously a large-scale strategic operation that had been planned for a long time, was the purpose of taking away the bridge of a defunct ship from the maelstrom, and the captain of the bridge who had mutated into a sarcoma freak in the bridge?

Huron relayed his thoughts to his deputy, who was also lost in thought after listening, and finally concluded that it was indeed unlikely that the Tyrone Navy had come over because of the bridge.

However, just as the deputy was considering other possibilities, Huron said, "Maybe it's possible." ”

Huron recalls what had happened when he had salvaged the bridge earlier.

The Black Mechists first tried to breach the main control center in the bridge, believing that the ship's intelligence system was stored in the main control center.

But no amount of attempts could break it, and not even the dark rituals performed in the deepest part of the Maelstrom could corrupt it.

The Black Mechanics made an analogy to explain why they couldn't breach the main control center: cracking the Ponderor Array or other ship equipment was like trying to find a way into a locked yard.

Dig a hole and climb in, turn in, or whatever else doesn't go through the main door, either by cracking it, by cracking it with Chaos Waste Code or by corrupting it with a dark ritual.

The problem is that the main control center of the Tyrone Navy is not a "yard", but a thing that is impossible to build theoretically and practically, but it is something that has been created, similar to the tan90 degrees that should not exist in trigonometric functions, but are forcibly distorted by some force to make the tan90 degrees exist.

This kind of thing that doesn't make sense at all can't be cracked at all.

The main control center couldn't be cracked, but Huron still got a lot of good things, such as torpedoes and books stored in the ship......

One of the books depicts the Path of Glory's past, which was the beginning of the Tyrone Navy.

In this universe, the beginning of everything is always given a special meaning.

Huron informed his lieutenant of his thoughts, and then said, "I didn't think the Tyrones would find their first ship meaningful...... But maybe they really think there is. ”

"We should throw the bridge out." The deputy said, "We won't be able to crack the main control center anyway." ”

In the deputy's opinion, the Tyrone Navy is being disturbed by the whispers of the dark gods, and even someone has mutated under the influence of the maelstrom, and if their purpose is really to come for the Path of Glory, then they will meet and take it.

"Put the bridge on the thruster and launch it." Reluctantly, Huron decided to give it a try, "and then have all the ships urgently activate their engines." ”

……

Inside the New Badab, the Black Mechanics began to add thrusters to the bridge of the Path of Glory, supplemented it with a small amount of promethium fuel, and installed a head to be used as a wet piece to control the direction of the bridge.

When everything was ready, the bridge was sent out of the New Badab.

The wet skull on the bridge hull froze in the void, but was not injured due to the strange physical conditions within the maelstrom, and the hollow gaze on this skull stared at the Tyrone naval fleet, controlling the direction of the thruster vents to make the Path of Glory gradually move closer to the Lord of Tyrone.

"We ......" Adam was about to give the salvage order, but under the influence of the constant whispers in his ear, his mind suddenly fluttered, and his brain could not think for a second.

However, he quickly put an end to the influence of the whisper with his will, and continued to order: "Salvage the bridge." ”

The Tyrone's towing beam languished around the bridge of the Path of Glory, briefly closing the shield and dragging the bridge into the hull.

"The fleet is fully charged with engines, and we leave the Maelstrom here." Qin Mo's voice reached the ears of every captain.

Most of the captains were already anxious and manic from whispering, and they were all relieved to hear Qin Mo's order at this time, and immediately charged the dimensional engine.

Adam didn't want to evacuate so quickly, he wanted to persuade Qin Mo to let the fleet stay for a few more minutes and deal a bigger blow to the Red Pirate fleet, so as to prevent them from coming to the Tyrone Star Region to seek revenge.

But before Adam could speak, Qin Mo deliberately repeated his order to Adam alone.

There is no way, and the main battleship of Tyrone can only start to recharge.

A minute later, the entire Tyrone Navy disappeared into the galaxy, leaving behind a large pile of warship wreckage and a demonic world that had been bombed to a pulp, but still eerily maintained the ecological environment.

The fleet is out of dimensional space a hundred light-years from the Maelstrom.

In the bridge of the Tyrone's Lord, the hatch opens, and Adam falls from the hatch and falls to the ground, then vomits uncontrollably.

"Why don't you leave Tyrone with your fleet and go to a place where your master can't find you and establish an independent kingdom?"

"Or you can ......"

The uncomforting whispers of Adam didn't last long, and quickly dissipated.

The fleet had left the maelstrom, and the psionic energy could no longer break through the structure of reality reinforced by the celestial engine, so not only Adam, but also the others could not hear the whispers.

"Admiral Adam."

A logistic machine flies up to Adam, collects his vomit, and prints out a piece of paper with mechanical tentacles.

The kind of paper that Tyrone people often make with psychometric test questions written on it.

"Please fill out a psychological survey and let the main control intelligence confirm your psychological condition."

Adam nodded, took the psychometric questions, and began to answer each of the questions above.

The logistic machinery ran to the vicinity of other cabins, opened the hatch covers, injected sober drugs into the crew members who were so badly affected by the whispering inside that they could not voluntarily leave the cabin, cleaned up their vomit, and printed psychological test questions for them.

Adam patiently answered every question that seemed unclear.

What is your favorite animal? 】

Do you have a wife? If so, how are you feeling? 】

These questions are as unclear as usual, but Adam knows that these are all designed by the main control intelligence, and the seemingly useless questions have the effect of mental induction, inducing people to answer what they want in their hearts.

After filling out the questions, Adam handed the paper to the logistic machinery and wiped the vomit off his collar as he walked in the direction of the observation deck.

Fortunately, the observation deck is not far from the bridge.

(End of chapter)