Chapter 1562
The Second Dimensional Shock!
Chapter 1562 The Second Dimensional Tremor!
Grace sat down against the wall, silently watching the anti-FLOD communication jamming devices deployed around her.
How many days has it been?
It has been countless days since He Ming discovered her and captured her with swift and decisive action.
During these days, except for the period when the silver-gray little girl used unknown means to shut down her core thinking device, Grace remained quiet and silent, not communicating with anyone outside the community, and ignoring any external factors.
Moreover, the kind of forced interrogation that Grace believed she would have never occurred.
It was as if General He had captured her simply to prevent her, as an unstable factor, from affecting the fleet's operations.
Just as Grace was pondering, a series of chaotic footsteps, mixed with the sounds of a bed being moved, came from outside the door.
Grace shifted slightly and looked toward the doorway.
The next second, she was surprised to see the figure on the gurney.
"Brera Stern?! The captain of the Scorpion Squad!"
The people who pushed Brera Stern into the specially designed cell, which was equipped with anti-FLOD communication jamming devices, ignored Grace and silently placed Brera Stern in the cell opposite Grace before turning around and leaving.
After everyone left, Grace tried to move her body a few times, but she was unable to control it.
"Who exactly is that silver-gray little girl? How could the artificial human body created by the GALAXY fleet's cutting-edge technology be so easily breached?"
Grace couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
Such unpredictable and mysterious methods are truly astonishing.
In the instant of contact, Grace lost her body and has been unable to regain control ever since.
"There's no point in struggling, Grace O'Connor. The Galaxy fleet is already destroyed."
At that moment, Brera Stern, who was sitting opposite, opened her eyes and looked at Grace, who was sitting on the wall.
"The Galaxy fleet has been destroyed? Was it General He who made the move?"
Grace quickly pressed for an answer.
"Yes. The Galaxy fleet was destroyed by just two MACROSS ships. Even though the Empress was successfully awakened and made to fight for Galaxy, it couldn't change the outcome."
Brera lowered her head slightly, looking at her mangled body.
It's incredibly lucky that I survived that terrifying barrage of beams of light.
Even though they lost their hands and feet, the fact that they were able to escape from the control of the Galaxy Fleet's collective network consciousness was the luckiest outcome.
"You were defeated by General He? In a direct confrontation?"
Grace paused for a moment, then asked again.
"Yes. Completely helpless. I couldn't even drag General He into a duel. He just unleashed a terrifying barrage of beams from afar, and my VF-27 was shot down."
Brera sighed and looked around.
"Anti-FLOD communication jamming device? It seems He Ming already knew about the conspiracy of the network consciousness collective. Otherwise, why would he have deployed such a targeted jamming device?"
Grace didn't speak; she simply fell silent.
After an unknown amount of time, Grace slowly asked.
"Brera, what are your plans for the future?"
"Are you planning to...?"
Brera hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
“I don’t know. I can’t even move freely right now, let alone plan for the future.” “Lanhua Li.”
Grace suddenly said a name.
"what?"
“Lanhua Li. Your sister, who disappeared in that disaster, is on this convoy. Brera Stern. Let’s join forces! For the sake of our future freedom.”
Grace made a suggestion to Brera.
"What exactly do you want, Grace?"
"I don't want to do anything. I just want complete freedom. The collective consciousness of the network hasn't disappeared, has it?"
Grace turned her attention to the anti-FLOD communication jamming devices around her.
"Since General He put you and me together, he must have concluded that we still have some kind of connection with the collective consciousness of the network."
"Grace. They've escaped."
"Yes. They've escaped. But I have a way to find them."
The eight-day concert has come to an end.
Aside from the first day's concert where Lynn Minmay and Sheryl performed together, the following days featured solo concerts in rotation, allowing Lynn Minmay and Sheryl to get some rest.
On the final concert of the eighth day, Lynn Minmay and Sheryl Lou teamed up again to perform, bringing the grand tour to its climax.
At this moment, not only the entire fleet went into a frenzy, but even the surrounding Vajura gathered from all directions, either circling above the fleet or lingering around the surrounding forests, hillsides, and lakes, all to quietly listen to the songs of the two songstresses named after the Milky Way.
Meanwhile, the small and adorable juvenile Vajra larvae scurried into the concert venue from various places, immersing themselves in the singing with the audience and swaying their tails slightly in sync with the music.
"What a wonderful vocal experience. General He. Thanks to you. Otherwise, our fleet would probably still be struggling in our predicament for some time."
In the VIP room, Howard Glass slowly let out a long breath and said with a blissful expression.
"Mr. President, the crisis is not over yet. We have only gained the upper hand now."
After dividing the fruit in his hand, He Ming handed it out one by one to the three little ones sitting on the table, who were looking at him expectantly—Xiao Ya, Xiao Ying, and the Wajura larva that had just been born from the egg and had not yet been named.
After receiving the fruit, Xiaoya and Xiaoying did not eat it. Instead, they handed it to the young Vajura, acting as if they were the big sister and had to take care of the little brother.
The little guy tilted its head, then gently pushed the fruit back with its little head, before taking its share from He Ming's hand and slowly eating it.
Seeing this, Xiaoya and Xiaoying immediately got angry and started rolling around on the baby Vajura, wrestling and playing.
"To be honest, I really hope that the crisis is over."
Howard Glass looked at the three little ones making a ruckus and couldn't help but smile wryly.
"General He, the convoy has begun organizing its personnel..."
"There's no need to be so tense, Mr. President. Although the situation in the Earth-Moon Sphere is complicated, it's not too tense. We still have good allies there. I hope the fleet can take advantage of this time to accumulate strength and, at the right moment, have the fleet jump directly into the Earth-Moon Sphere to provide support for our allies."
"Direct jump?"
Howard was slightly taken aback, then understood why He Ming wanted to use the fleet as a trump card to win.
"only···"
Before Howard could finish speaking, Adino, the intelligent AI cube that was hovering on the table and silently performing observations and calculations, interrupted him.
"Warning! Warning!! Master, abnormal dimensional fluctuations detected!! Based on database comparison, this may be a second dimensional tremor!!! We are currently collecting abnormal data. Calculations indicate the affected area of the second dimensional tremor is approximately between Jupiter and Saturn!!"
(End of this chapter)