Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Sister Ah Xia, I know you have a lot of doubts, but I don't really know what's going on. ”

Theresa thought about it and said, "Let's explain this slowly. Now, look around and find out what's going on in the core of the bridge! ”

When it comes to probing, there is actually no more than one hundred meters of silver and white space. The ground and walls are soft as fine sand and rubber. If you push your hands gently, you can't get into it. Even if you hit hard, you will get a great buffer.

Such flexible materials ensure the safety of crew and equipment in the event of a severe impact.

But the sky was empty, and there was no such thing as a secret passage. It was just that Princess Teresa and Princess Asha couldn't figure it out. I didn't know what to do next.

Not really. They're gonna be locked up here forever, right?

Theresa recalled the details of the attack she had just launched, silencing for a moment, cutting gently in the palm with a broken knife, cutting out a bloody wound and leaving a red palm print on the ground.

Indeed, the droplets of blood in the palm print were quickly absorbed by the fine silver-white sand. Immediately thereafter, the fine metal sand rose like a fountain, increasing in scope and height, and eventually turned into a pile of silver-white cylinders as tall as one person.

The cylinder resembles steel that has just been removed from the furnace. The iron water continues to flow down, quickly revealing a tall and beautiful female profile. Soon, the five officers, limbs and finger toes were separated, and a liquid metal was constructed. A unique statue was presented in front of Princess Teresa and Princess Asha.

“Ah--”

Princess Asha shouted.

Not because the liquid metal statue came out of the ground, but because of the look of the statue, like Theresa!

Nor can they say that their five officials are exactly the same, they can only say that the style between the eyebrows, and the cool temperament of England, have a sense of blood connection, like a sister or mother or daughter.

Teresa was also surprised, creating a feeling that she was looking in the mirror.

She knows that she's not who she really is. Why is this statue of liquid metal so similar to what Eric the Deformer made her?

The liquid metal statue was completely separated from the floor under the gaze of two shocked people, and the facial detail was even more vivid. Even the eyelashes appeared slim. It - her silver and white eyelashes trembled slightly, and at times, she opened her eyes.

Her eyeballs were also cast in silver and white liquid metal, but with a rainbow glow, it seemed like a wave of dust flowing through her eyes for 10,000 years, passing from Princess Achar and staying on Theresa.

“You're finally here, the bearer of the Witch Gene. ”

Women's openings made of liquid metal with no waves of sound, no emotional fluctuations, and cold machines.

“Ah!”

Princess Ah Xia covered her mouth with surprise. I didn't expect this thing to speak.

Although Theresa was a bit better than Princess Achar in the end, she took a half-step back and took a deep breath. “You, who are you? Are you the artificial intelligence in the Emerald Central Control System? ”

The other person skewed his head for a moment and said, "Yes, I am the Emerald itself, or in a more ancient language, the central mind core of the Emerald's fully automated control system, some kind of super artificial intelligence, which you can call me directly —— 'Emerald'. ”

“Then you look...” Theresa subconsciously moaned her cheek, hesitating.

“This is the image of Kelly Connor, the last captain of the Emerald, who, after her death, also depleted all her energy and was severely damaged and had to go into dormancy for 10,000 years of automatic repair. ”

Emerald glanced, “At that time, the vast majority of the crew with starship maintenance and operating skills lost their lives in flight and civil war. In accordance with the Emergency Management Regulations, I temporarily took over the post of captain and waited quietly in the dark for the arrival of the new captain. ”

“So the so-called 'Witch Kelly’ or ‘Deep Red Queen’ is the last human captain of the Emerald? So, 'Heritage of the Deep Red Queen' is the highest authority over the Emerald, or the Captain's throne? ”

Theresa was suddenly enlightened and further lost, “Wait, what did you just call me? What did you say I was... ‘the bearer of the witch gene'? ”

“Don't you know that? ”

Emerald Lane, "If you're not the bearer of the Witch's gene, you won't be able to enter the core of the bridge, you won't be able to activate the automated defense system, and you won't be able to talk to me —— you'll be ruthlessly crushed the first time you break into the core of the bridge, just like the tentacles of that Fae life. ”

Theresa only realizes that her lonely toss was successful not because of poor Baba's "first-degree fire control authority," but because of what “witch genes” are in her blood, what the hell is that?

“It is not easy for a superstarship like the Unified Jade to lead an entire fleet of exiled fleets to escape the hunt of the flood tide and wander eternally on endless starways. ”

Emerald explains, "So when every new captain takes office, he has to read the logs of all the previous captains and master all their skills in order to be able to barely compete.

“After all, the brain of carbon-based intelligent life cannot digest such huge amounts of data in a short period of time, so the original family invented the superb technology of 'genetic learning', embedding a large amount of information related to starship navigation, command, and combat, all into genetic segments.

“During the tens of millions of years of the Stray Star River, every captain of the Emerald will silently cultivate this supergene of infinite wisdom in his body and pass it on to the next captain before he dies, and when the next captain gets the genetic fragments of the previous hundreds of generations of captains, the manipulation of the starship becomes his instinct, like a baby crashing into the ground, sucking and crying.

“The situation got worse when it was Captain Kelly's turn to leave her inheritance behind - the Emerald had only 1 per cent of its energy reserves left, while the damage had reached over 90 per cent, which was standard ‘havoc’.

“The destruction of the crew's automated reproduction and nurturing systems means that a new generation of crew can only rely on natural reproduction and spoken word and must not master Xuan 'o's complex starship operating skills. It is not expected that anyone will be able to assume the role of captain and lead the Emerald back to the star sea in the next few thousand years.

“Thus, Captain Kelly proposed the genetic essence that had amassed hundreds of generations of captains, depleted the final energy, replicated and sealed, hoping that after tens of millions of years, when the energy reserves and technical conditions had reappeared and the Emerald had been largely repaired, the descendants of the Emerald would then extract the gene code-named 'witch’ and inject it into their bodies and become candidates for a new captain. ”

Theresa sounded stunned.

It gathers hundreds of generations of Captain Emerald's genetic essence and sounds amazing.

But when I just crossed the Emerald World, I didn't even have a chance to touch this “witch gene”. How could I somehow become a carrier?

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