Manual of Space-Time Interference

One is slowly telling the whole story, as if he has found a confidant. He is talking about his deepest feelings, those pains, those tortures, and maybe some happiness.

One is listening quietly, maybe not listening, he has no reaction, no movement, only a pair of godless eyes staring at the opposite wall, very quiet, very quiet...

For Zhao Qin, no matter what the reason is, no matter what the reason is, there will always be a haze and a pimple in his heart, that is, when his robe is about to fight in blood, as a soldier, he ,Ran……

"To the right is the bathroom and bathroom, and to the left is the restaurant and infirmary. I'll go first." With a hoarse voice, Zhao Qin finally opened his mouth in the silence, and then slowly stood on the ground. up.

It seems that he has lost his soul and faith. Although he can still stand up, it feels as if a gust of wind can blow him to the ground, without the masculinity and righteousness of the past.

"Um!"

With a soft response, Dialect looked up at Zhao Qin, who was walking towards the door step by step. There was still a blood scab left on the corner of his mouth. What he moved out was just a wry smile and a hint of helplessness.

"I don't care who you are, or what kind of ability and mission you have, I don't know what you are thinking about right now." Zhao Qin stopped at the door and continued slowly, "But, I hope You are worthy of the above order..."

Without waiting for Dialect's reply, Zhao Qin sighed and walked outside until the footsteps slowly disappeared, and the Dialect who stayed in the bedroom slowly exhaled, but this was not an exhalation of happiness, but It's a natural reaction to stress.

Everything indicates that the second wave of alien invasion has arrived, and the earth does not seem to be fully prepared to start this war. At the same time, judging from the time of synchronization after connecting to communication, it is now 2234. , only 12 years after the first wave of invasion.

And now, he can't think of any way to stop this large-scale attack of aliens. Although he thinks the lizardmen are ugly and ugly, the reality is that their strength is much stronger than the current earth, too much .

Although luck is also a kind of strength, the method of defeating the alien fleet for the first time cannot be replicated, because the first time was a small-scale colonial fleet, but the second time, it was their army...

I don't know, whether the Spark Plan was successful, whether Li Jie and Luo Qiao left...

Dialect sighed and thought that under such a magnificent epic event, the power of the individual appears extremely insignificant, just like the earth in the universe, just a speck of dust.

He didn't quite know why the above called him back, and he didn't quite know what role he could play at this time node, or what kind of identity he had.

But if, just if, the defensive circle of the earth is broken, then you have no way to escape, and nowhere to escape...

...

In less than three days, it was also Dialect's journey from Saturn's orbital defense circle back to Earth's Yanjing No. 1 military base. He never went to the bridge again because he didn't dare to go.

Eating, sparse, sleeping, and the silent Zhao Qin and other fighters filled the space inside the battleship with stagnation, a kind of stagnant freezing.

"Go on." Zhao Qin, who hadn't said a word to the other dialect for two days, pointed to the open door at the back of the cabin.

"Trust me!" Dialect looked up at Zhao Qin and said solemnly.

"Let's go, I'm going to see my brothers soon, but unfortunately I didn't go with them yesterday, I hope there's still time..." Zhao Qin said with a smile, then walked up and gave Dialect a manly hug, "It's a man, I trust you!"

"Tread...tread...tread..."

As the footsteps slowly stepped out of the cabin, the door behind him slowly closed again, and then vacated in a small but harsh, high-pitched sound, as if eager to pursue the destiny he should have. Catch up with the group of brothers walking in front.

"Comrade Dialect, please go this way." said a soldier next to him, and there was only this soldier in the square of Nuoda.

Nodding, Dialect followed the soldier to a building in the base next to him, and then, under the guidance, saw a person, a person wearing power armor.

"Dialect, long time no see." A voice, with the opening of the mask, clearly passed into Dialect's ears, still like a memory, with a hint of kindness and thickness, but also with a bit of heaviness.

"Chairman Ma, I... I'm back again." Fang Yan paused and said this sentence with a wry smile,

"Sit down first, the technical department is still doing the final debugging and material replenishment. If there is no problem, you will be able to set off later." Ma Donghai said, then smiled, "By the way, chat with this old man. Let's talk."

"What can I do now?" Dialect did not sit down, but directly asked Ma Donghai this question. He hoped that he could do something, even just a little.

"You don't need to do anything, and you can't do anything right now." Ma Donghai replied, "You don't have to do anything other than chat with me for a while, so do I, we can do whatever we can. already."

"No, there must be a reason for me to be here, and there must be a way to stop this attack!" Dialect quickly retorted.

"If I had, I wouldn't be wearing this power armor, and I wouldn't have given the last press conference in my life at five o'clock yesterday afternoon." Ma Donghai said, and then patted himself. The chair next to you, "Don't look at you too high, but don't look at you too low, you have special abilities, but you can't save the world every time like when you first came."

"Huh..." Fang Yan let out a sigh of relief, and finally sat silently next to Ma Donghai, looking at everyone around him, the staff members, commanders, and wise men who were very busy...

"Then what's the use of me coming back?" Fang Yan turned to look at Ma Donghai next to him and asked this question.

"The Spark Plan has been successfully implemented. Although there are some imperfections in it, they still stumbled on this journey." Ma Donghai said slowly, "They will move forward with the hopes of all of us, But they're still just a kid."

"I can't be their nanny, and I can't be. I'm too small. Individuals, countries, planets, universes, and civilizations can span infinity, but I, a person, are just a speck of dust in this infinite world, incomparably small..." Dialect said dejectedly.

"Sometimes, the dust will also bloom with his light, and sometimes, he can also be compared with the sun. It doesn't exist whether it is small or not, what exists is only your cognition. You have never changed, and you have not understood what you want to do. It's not how to change, but how to help change, or in other words, how to use your own power to change." Ma Donghai said slowly,

"You have no upper limit. What your ability brings to you is endless possibilities, instead of being tragic and solemn for a moment. What you can do is far more than what you can see."

"Huh..." Diaoyan exhaled slowly, "But now I have no way to escape, and nowhere to escape, and I won't necessarily arrive on the spaceship the next time I cross, and at the same time I don't know what I am. Is there a next time crossing?"

"Civilization is still there, your crossing will not stop. Without the support of civilization, your crossing will be meaningless, so you will definitely arrive, and you will inevitably have your own destiny in it." Ma Donghai spoke again. Said, then turned to look at the dialect, with a kind smile on his face, "Li Jie and Luo Qiao said that they will wait for you in the future, this is an agreement, you must go to the appointment."

"I will go!" Dialect replied firmly.

"They made a gadget for you. This is the best way we can think of to keep you alive, and then wait for the next crossing." Ma Donghai continued, then paused for a moment and said, "Actually, You know what, my original idea was to keep you in the orbit of Saturn, because at the time I was thinking about the same thing as you, thinking you had nowhere to run."

Without answering, Dialect looked at Ma Donghai next to him, quietly waiting for his next words.

"Lao He told me at that time that one more person can leave. Everyone who can leave is a hope now, and then I will let you come back." Ma Donghai pointed to He Jiahao who was sitting on the other side.

"I don't know if I should say thank you or something..."

Dialect said this sentence in silence, Ma Donghai smiled at his expression, and then continued, "You don't need to struggle, you don't need to think too much, you will be placed in a life support device, and then Dive to the bottom of the deepest ocean on Earth, where you may still have hope of survival."

"Chief, the alien fleet has moved to a position 1 AU away from Mars." A staff officer walked over and said softly.

"According to the established plan." Ma Donghai replied, and after waiting for the staff officer to leave, he looked at Dialect again, "Time is running out, let's chat with you again."

Nodding, Dialect with an unknown emotion, once again looked at Ma Donghai wearing power armor.

"I haven't slept much in the past two days, because I'm afraid that I won't be able to wake up if I fall asleep, and because I haven't slept, I've been thinking a lot." Ma Donghai nagged slowly, and at this moment he seemed to fade away As the chairman, he is like a late old man, pulling his dialect and nagging everything about himself.

"My deepest memory is on March 2, 2222, because I said a few words on that day, and I don't know if anyone still remembers it, but I can't forget it." After speaking, Ma Donghai paused, After softly replying to the internal communication of the power armor, he looked at the dialect and continued, "Your things are ready~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So I will just say a few last words..."

Looking at the dialect and nodding, Ma Donghai said again with a smile, "That day, I said, five thousand years ago, our ancestors struggled for survival, today, we struggle for ourselves, and five thousand years later, we The younger generation will be all over the galaxy, can you still remember?"

Nodding his head, Dialect looked at Ma Donghai in front of him, his eyes began to slowly brighten, and he also began to slowly firm...

"The ability you have allows you to see the future that I can't see, and allows you to see the future of our Earth civilization."

The voice slowly stopped, Ma Donghai looked at the dialect, with a kind of expectation, a kind of encouragement, as if waiting for a word from him, or a promise.

"call……"

Dialect exhaled slowly, watching Ma Donghai standing in front of him slowly, standing upright, firm, decisive...

"I, Dialect, swear as a time traveler, after five thousand years, the earth's civilization will spread across the galaxy, and after five thousand years, we will return to the earth!"