MTL - Therapy Planet No. 13-v2 Chapter 176 Parse

Ah Han stood there, like a broken clock.

He really saw that Sartre said to the other end of the communication: "Prepare for action."

The symbol of the communication object is the goshawk of the military, and Ahan is no stranger to the tone.

Countless federal news, countless victorious expeditions, countless military parades...

This person will stand solemnly beside the federal parliamentarians, perform the military salute unique to their planet, and cast a majestic and invincible figure in the universe.

"I wish you a long and prosperous martial arts." Sartre kept smiling, his voice solemn, "My commander."

Zira squeaked.

Communication is interrupted.

Ahan's throat seemed to be strangled.

He knows that there is some connection between the church and the government, but he is not the person responsible for external liaison.

Ahan faintly guessed that some important members may be loyal believers of the church.

Previously, his biggest fantasies were only to suspect that Rhodes might have some connection with the high priest, but his biggest speculations ended here.

That's all.

Armies are not involved in politics, but once an alliance is formed, the nature of this race makes them absolutely loyal to the contract.

In the early days of the founding of the state, Almi was the sharpest sword and the sharpest spear of the Federation.

Before the Federation is destroyed, Armi will definitely stand on the Federation's side.

And they are proud that they will only communicate and cooperate equally with the federal speakers.

In other words, in this huge universe, only members of the Federal Senate have the qualifications to talk to Armi.

As for the one who can give him orders, as far as the current situation is concerned, there is only one person left.

Ah Han felt that his imagination was still a little weak.

The leader of the hawk senator, Rhodes, is the high priest of the Tower of Babel.

His whole body froze in place.

For a time, countless examples proving this conclusion flashed in front of him:

What kind of relationship can make religion and the federal government in perfect harmony over the long period of time?

What kind of existence can allow the Holy Knights to cooperate with the federal military in secret?

What kind of religion is expanding without the federal government being alert to its possible threat?

…

It can be said that the federal government and the Tower of Babel have various secret deals, but no matter what the relationship is, as long as there are two parties of interest, there will be games, compromises, differences or reconciliation.

But no.

Not at all in the development of the Federation and Babel!

The best explanation is-

The priest of the sect and the head of the government are actually the same person.

Sartre took off his mask, and those icy blue eyes shot sharply at Ahan: "In order to fulfill God's wish, we have to remain anonymous."

"Arnold Sutter," he said quietly. "This is the real name I was given when I was born."

"I haven't used that name in a long time."

At this time, more than 10,000 military mechas began to set off towards the jumping point.

target, pointing outside the domain.

"How's the progress on Locke's side?"

Joshua asked Dawn suddenly.

Dawn was happily playing with the identification system developed by a hacker under Jessica, and he didn't know what he was researching.

At least from the perspective of the guard standing behind her, it should be similar to the function of automatically recognizing the avatar and then automatically P-picture.

She had a half-drinked cup of hot chocolate by her hand.

"Hmm... It's progressing well. It has entered the stage of human experimentation."

Dawn moved a picture that had just been imported into the computer into the system.

The page turned a little chrysanthemum—in this era of being cut off from the star network, even the speed is declining exponentially.

Liming narrowed his eyes, and unconsciously rhythmically clasped the cup.

AI automatic repair technology began to correct.

She took a sip of rich hot cocoa, licked her lips, and her eyes sparkled: "But I don't recommend you watch it... Few people can get used to such a **** scene."

No matter what era the human experiment is in, it is the existence that challenges the physiological limits of most people.

Those who can ignore social morality and face bloody, violent, and twisted death, after all, violate mainstream ethics.

"When will the results be expected?"

When Joshua was in the Federation, the relationship between Sanxingdui and Sanxingdui was not close, and now he has no intention of interfering in the situation of the Free Alliance.

Inside the federation, Rhodes is in control of his own power, and he doesn't like to let them contact the people of the research institute too frequently. He relies on business ethics and businessmen, and he has nothing to do with them.

"Doing research can't be rushed." Liming shrugged, "Although I understand everyone's feelings, this thing still depends on fate."

Joshua said: "It's not that I don't give him time, the problem is..."

Just then, a report came from the border guard post:

"Report! A large number of abnormal energy fluctuations suddenly appeared from the No. 62 transition point... The value has risen sharply... According to the technical staff, it should be a large transport starship..."

Informedness of information is the most important at any time, so Huo Wen solved the communication problem at the border post as soon as possible.

The worst sentries that can be on duty now are at the level of non-commissioned officers before, and their experience, judgment, and comprehensive quality are more than one step higher than that of ordinary soldiers.

Therefore, the investigators quickly changed their tone.

"It's a warship!"

The scouts saw the starship with a head drilled out from the transition point, and immediately recognized its special model.

He immediately pulled the alarm: "Enemy attack!!"

"what's the situation?"

Joshua was also caught off guard, and he immediately looked at the star map—

Jump point 62 is exactly the channel he concealed before. It is reasonable to say that it is not within the channel of the Federation-especially Armi. Why...

"ah."

The straw in Liming's mouth fell off. She stared at the screen and froze in place.

"This is really..." It was a surprise.

On the screen in front of him, the photo of Rhodes uploaded by Dawn has been matched with all the materials that can be found in the material library.

This software can theoretically process almost the entire universe of character images, and even hacked a lot of genetic data in order to improve accuracy. Under a series of complex arithmetic rules, as long as you have the processing speed of a supercomputer, you can identify anyone.

And now, the system's data lines are connecting to the supercomputer.

This is the computer room, the war department, and the core leader of the current Freedom Alliance.

The little chrysanthemum just turned is actually a process of huge data processing.

Liming originally wanted to play, but he didn't expect that Rhode's data would be so complicated that the results that should have been obtained in seconds would take time.

That's why she just subconsciously buckled the cup to divert her emotions.

"Notify, lock up, and fight." Joshua made a decisive decision and said coldly to the guard, "Contact other members and follow plan A... In addition, prepare a starship for me."

The quickest way to deal with the situation is to be present at the scene at any time, not to mention the current disadvantage of poor communication.

"What's wrong?"

Joshua grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and put it on his body, he did not let Dawn's surprise.

"I know how they know your waterway." Dawn turned the screen, "Are there any religious people who know your waterway?"

On the screen, the faces and body shapes of Rhodes and Sartre are almost the same.

"Rod is Sartre."

Dawn lowered his eyelids and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect... Rhodes turned out to be Sartre... I should have thought of it earlier." It should have been thought of earlier.

Yes, she should have thought of that.

After the truth was revealed, all the clues that had been ignored before were closely connected: not only did the two people's behaviors cooperate so well, but more importantly, Rhodes and Sartre never came out on the same stage.

- No matter how important the occasion is, people from all walks of life gather together, and they will come forward for a group photo, but only Rhodes and Sartre are not in the same frame.

It stands to reason that on the day that Rhodes won the election, the bigwigs from all walks of life who control the pattern of the universe will attend the scene to express their opinions.

But Sartre said he was sick.

Dawn had seen Rhodes, and she remembered those calm but compelling blue eyes.

Deeper, quieter, and more dangerous than her.

There are so many people with blue eyes in the universe, and Rhodes and Sartre gave her the first impression of the undetectable depths.

Joshua just felt like he had been beaten in the head!

He has worked with that guy Rhodes for so long, and he never knew he was still wearing such a layer of skin!

But time could not allow him to feel resentful at the expectation.

Joshua reached out and rubbed Dawn's head, awakening her from her absence. There was a hint of generosity in her thick voice, but the content was an unquestionable order:

"I will see results tomorrow."

At this time in the laboratory, the screen displaying the nerve impulses shook and completely collapsed. The experimental subject who was **** with five flowers on the operating table screamed, and the seven orifices slowly bleed!

Locke sighed and drew a small cross on the record book.

Relevant personnel began to clean up the scene in an orderly manner, and the next experimental subject who was about to be sent to the gallows shivered. "of.

Locke opened the soundproofing of the laboratory and analysis room, cutting the rest of the scolding into the air.

He scratched his head irritably, and re-debugged a bunch of parameters, his voice hoarse: "Prepare to start the 1218th experiment."

The body was transported to the wilderness outside - the incinerator couldn't handle it, so it was simply thrown into the open space outside the field -

With a grunt, the new corpse rolled down the piled hillside and hit a stone.

Three people at a time.

More than 1,000 tests are more than 3,000 corpses.

"Report! Ordinary civilians are soon... Almost no...".

Soldiers in charge of raw material supply came in to inform.

People with different physical qualities are also one of the variables.

Infected soldiers alone are not enough to trust, after all, they are facing most civilians.

They need ordinary people more.

Locke hadn't responded yet, but the soldier heard Dawn's order: "I will find someone to replenish the goods in the domain, you can take someone to guard here with peace of mind."

"Yes!"

"No one is allowed near - I mean, no one but us."

"Yes!"

"If you can't do it, go to the test bench." Dawn stopped Locke, "Do you hear me?"

Locke sneered: "Hey, the stinky kid who hasn't even been out of the teacher has learned to threaten people."

He threw a hard drive to Liming: "If you are so idle, why don't you analyze it for me."

"what is this?"

"Silois' data - the comparison and assimilation part is useless... But there are still many things that have not been analyzed. I always feel that there are several groups of special genomes arranged in this data. After the preparation is over, study it carefully, maybe you can discover a new continent.”