Infinity Armament

Standing on a small slope, Michelle finished smoking the last cigarette from the Silse farm and threw the cigarette butt on the ground a few times before walking towards a flying car parked not far away.

Rather than flying, the vehicle was on the highway Mercedes-Benz, and when the sky was crowded, the earth appeared much quieter, allowing Michelle to admire the view from the outside.

Wide horizons made Michelle's tight brain a lot easier.

The officer stayed to gain control of a spaceship for a final retreat, but control was not necessarily obtained only by force.

In addition to violence, there are many ways of negotiating and cooperating.

Considering that the Flying Fish will arrive at Tatooine sooner or later and that it will always fly back, and that the current situation suggests that Flying Fish XIII is facing an embarrassment of insufficient passengers, it may be possible to acquire the ship by charter directly after the Flying Fish arrives at Tatooine.

This avoids both attempts to collide with the existing vigilance of Flying Fish XIII and ensures an unexpected reduction.

Besides, with the skill of the chief, this final retreat is not necessarily necessary.

If you can, you can die less people, you can die less people.

It made Michelle feel much easier to figure it out.

He whistled and drove to the space port.

At that time, a red flying car appeared on the far side of the road.

A blonde was standing on the side of the road waving at him.

Michelle parked the car next to the girl: "Can I help you? Miss.”

The girl replied, "My car's broken. Can you give me a lift? ”

Michelle, look at the car: “What's wrong? ”

“The engine stopped in the air and if it wasn't for the emergency landing gear, I would have crashed from the air.” Girl refers to a bunch of umbrella bags not far away.

Michelle stepped out of the car and walked to the red flying car: "Maybe I can help you look. ”

“No.” the blonde hurried, “I'm running out of time to fix it. ”

“It doesn't take long.” Michelle came to the front of the car, opened the front cover of the car, checked it carefully and said, "It's a vortex generator problem. Any fixing pliers? Bring me one, I can fix it for you. ”

“How long will it take? ”

Michelle shrugged: “Two minutes is enough. ”

“That's wonderful.” The blonde apparently relieved herself and took the fixer to Michelle: “Are you a professional mechanic? ”

Michelle looked up at the woman, fixing the car and answering, "No, an ordinary farmer. ”

“Then you're really not easy.” The blonde leans against the front of the car with her chest in her arms and says: "The vortex generator is the most sophisticated part of a flying car, and people don't really know how to fix it unless they're professionals. ”

“Self-taught, you know, on the farm, sometimes things go wrong, and you can't find anybody to help you, you have to solve them yourself.” Michelle answered casually.

He quickly fixed the vortex generator and said to the girl, "Go and light it. ”

The car moved quickly.

“Ha, thank you so much.” The blonde smiled.

“If you're in a hurry, let's go. ”

“Oh right, I haven't asked for your name yet. ”

“Michelle, Don Michelle.” Michelle laughed.

“My name is Shirley, and this is my contact number, and when I get back, I'm going to buy you a drink as a thank you.” The blonde gave Michelle a number and drove away.

Sherry? The name is a little familiar.

But Michelle doesn't really care, he doesn't have much time, and the ship doesn't wait.

Red vehicles slowly entered the inner parking lot of the space port.

The tall sherry comes out of the car, walks straight across the security line, enters the internal elevator, goes up to the top floor and stops, then takes the shuttle into Flying Fish XIII compartment.

An old man who looked sad was already waiting for her.

Sherry walked straight to the cockpit and the old man followed him: “After the equipment was tested, all the prisoners have boarded the ship… you are late Sherry. ”

“The road broke down.” Shelley didn't go back and say, "How's the safety? ”

“Forty mechanical guards are all in place, but I think we should add a few more security personnel, and you know machines are machines, and they're never as good as human reactions. ”

“But the machine costs less. ”

“But machines can't adapt to complex environments like humans...”

“I've put Gina in charge of the security measures, so you don't have to worry, Marv. I know you're good for me, but you know, controlling costs is controlling profits, and the guys at the security department are cheap, and they're giving too low a price. Continuing to increase security personnel will only reduce our profits from this flight to intolerable levels, and it is not cheap to consume the energy of a speeding flight! ”

“Okay.” Uncle Ma sighed.

“Give me the passenger information.” Sherry reached out.

“John Philips, male, forty-two years old, an alien of the Bayskas, brutal in character, guilty of multiple murder, characterized by speed and explosiveness. Evaluation: Extremely dangerous. Well, he looks arrogant. ”

“Jamie Hackett, male, 33 years old, Alien Kahn, from Kama, committed multiple murders, burglaries, burglaries, illegal possession of heavy weapons. Evaluation: Extremely dangerous. ”

“Byrne Stadt, male, thirty years old, human, committed multiple murders, indecent assault on children, strong * * females and other felonies. Evaluation: Extremely dangerous. ”

“Nandell Glenn, male, fifty-six years old, human, guilty of incitement, fraud, strong * * female, etc., received a Ph.D. in psychology, damn it, this guy is a 210 high IQ, and is also a crime enlightenment teacher for Byrne Stadt. Evaluation: Extremely dangerous. ”

“Shamir Long, a 27-year-old man who was abandoned by radical means as a member of the Resistance Army, has repeatedly carried out terrorist attacks against the Imperial Government and was captured three months ago in an attempt to plant a small suitcase nuclear bomb in Krusgen. Self-replicating, one hundred and forty-three themselves engaged in a fierce confrontation with the guard force, killing one hundred and forty-one people, with two remaining, Shamir A and Shamir B. Shit, it's like a twin brother. Rating: Super dangerous. ”

“Blue Rose, female, 26 years old, multiple murders and financial theft, Rating: Severe danger. ”

“ …… ”

Shelley, who is already sitting in front of the console, looks closely at the targets identified by Mabel for focused monitoring, and has to say that Mabel does a good job of not missing any important targets.

“Well, that's it.” After reading the key prisoners' files, Shelly stretched her lazy waist: "Is the hypervelocity engine energy injection complete? ”

“Yes, it's done, the passengers are on board. ”

“Start the flight and let Jamie make me coffee.” Shirley turned to the last part of the file and frowned: “How can there be a list of regular passengers? ”

Marber replied: "The Security Service has warned us not to exclude the possibility that an accomplice of prisoners may attempt to hijack the ship during the flight, so we are also required to monitor all ordinary passengers. ”

“Any definite news? ”

“Not at the moment. ”

“Well, I'll see.” Sherry continues to look down.

There were not many passenger lists, but Shirley stopped when she saw Don Michelle's name.

“It's him?” Shelly remembered the man who fixed her car before.

“Do you know him? ”

“Well, he helped me fix my car.” Shelley answered casually, then glanced at some information about Don Michelle, and there was a picture of Michelle, and that was him.

Then her gaze was set.

“Security guard from the security center? But he said he was a farm boy... there was no experience of him on the farm, he was born on Sixth Avenue in Area F, his father was a lawyer, his mother opened a flower shop...” Sherry's eyes suddenly contracted.

She looked up and said, "Have the security center resend a copy of Don Michelle's information! ”

With the enormous booming sound of the superlight engine, Flying Fish XIII finally took off.

Unlike the Pioneer, in order to save energy, the Flying Fish XIII will first fly normally for a period of time and gradually increase its power during the flight, eventually entering the transition.

Michelle sits in the VIP cabin, where you can see the vast starry sky outside the ship.

Magnificent!

The knocking sounded at this point.

Michelle opened the door and two guards stood in front of him, followed by two destroyers.

“Don Michelle? A security officer from the security center?” A guard asked.

“Yes.”

“You're under arrest. ”

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The light is far away!

The light is close!

Shen Yi discovered that no matter how he went towards that light, he was just unable to reach it, as if he were the praiser of the pursuit of the sun.

Finally, after flying "312 days, 10 hours and 18 minutes and 24 seconds," Shen Yi stopped moving forward.

He found himself slow to react!

Yes, dull!

Shen Yi lost the concept of efficiency while the brain was almost formatted with high speed and complex computing power.

I should have found out 243 days and 10 hours ago that I wasn't getting any closer to it.

I have too much time.

So I don't cherish time.

I have the most efficient calculations, but I have the slowest response.

That's funny.

What does that mean?

Computers may have high-speed computing power in the human brain, but they never know how to take a shortcut or react automatically in the absence of instructions.

Perhaps that is its shortcoming.

Shen Yi thought.

But that's okay, as long as you spot a problem, you can fix it.

Shen Yi has gotten used to this mindset.

Then he closed his eyes and began to feel that little light.

Light Force!

Shen Yi opened the memory section again and found that already strange name.

Asoka.

Turns out it was her.

She is guiding herself in the direction.

Unfortunately, her bright force could not break the dark cage, so she could not reach Shen Yi no matter how she flew.

So, how do we open it?

Shen Yi found that he had not considered how to break the cage of the Force in his protracted calculations.

This is really...

Then he smiled.

He slowly extended his hand and a long, bloody sword gradually formed in his hand.

Scarlet Blade!

This, of course, is not the true blade of the orangutan, but the blade of the orangutan that Shen Yi created from the dark force that imprisoned him in the process of understanding the Force.

It is also the only power he can master.

In those countless years, collected little by little, came from the power he had stripped from the cage of the Force.

Now, with his own will, he activates this power and generates this blade of orange.

He lifted his weapon and slashed it in front of him.

However, the sword did not have any effect.

Weaponry formed with dark forces has no effect on cages also formed with dark forces?

Shen Yi quickly found the answer.

No, it may also be due to a lack of force.

Shen Yi knew that he could not compete with the Great Emperor of the Sith by force, so he had to use the bright force.

Light Force and Dark Force are essentially no different, except the user, which, to be precise, represents the user's emotions on both sides, positive and negative, and thus triggered the ability to apply.

Theoretically, therefore, the bright force can be corrupted into the dark force, and the dark force can also be elevated into the bright force.

All it takes is positive emotion.

The only problem is that Shen Yi is not in the mood right now.

Long-term thinking, all sorts of complex inferences, evolved to the ultimate result, making him less and less emotionally fluctuated.

This is the foundation on which he can survive in this eternal solitude, and the shackles on which he protects himself.

However, if he wanted to get out of this darkness, he would eventually break the line of protection for his mind.

A voice told him that he must immediately relinquish the shackles and flush out of the cage. Another voice told him never to do that, and once he couldn't break it, waiting for him might be another madness. And this time, he may never be able to return.

Even a third voice echoes in the brain, stays here, feels the force, with the heavens and the earth, you will create your own world.

Countless voices are noisy, 3D image memory is running fast in my mind, one after another Shen Yi jumping out constantly arguing, scolding, even fighting!

So Shen Yi discovered that in such a dead world, in addition to madness and assimilation, there is actually this third possibility - schizophrenia.

Fortunately, Shen Yi soon controlled the disorder of thought. The obsession of "getting out of here, going to freedom” became the ultimate guide, so that Shen Yi decided to break this cage regardless of anything.

The orangutan blade in your hand gradually releases light, which corresponds remotely to the slightly faint light in the distance, becoming brighter and brighter until it rises like the sun in the dark void and becomes the first star in this dead silent sky.

Then it blew up, as if the Big Bang at the birth of the universe, scattered around. The next moment, it appeared in front of Shen Yi's eyes, but it was in his countless calculations and speculations. That never occurred to me...