Chapter 1593： 6：30 (2/2)

"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen." The secretariat issued a calm and calm voice.

"...I hope you can fulfill your mission," Belsetia said slowly, "I hope you can survive safely until you are reawakened."

The mechanical ball was silent for a few seconds, and a slightly trembling response came from inside: "Judging from correct logic, it would be better if I didn't have to fulfill my mission, and would be awakened by your own hands soon after. ."

Belsetia froze for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, then we'll see you soon, good night, secretary office."

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"The worm petri dish has been delivered to the predetermined depth and the release process is in progress."

The operator's voice came from the side, interrupting Hragol's thinking. He raised his head from his contemplation and saw that the view taken by the submersible was being displayed on the crystal curtain above the console. Four pairs of robotic arms were on the screen. The edges move nimbly, placing the cylindrical metal containers on the seabed and releasing the locking mechanism above the containers.

"You were distracted just now," Balogel's voice came from the side, "you rarely get distracted."

"Just remembering something from the past," Heragor smiled and shook his head gently, "It was a long time ago."

"Oh? What did you think of?"

"...Thinking of when we created the first Omega node together," Heragor said slowly, "Don't you think it's very similar? It's also a node of fate, and it's also an unpredictable success or failure."

"I don't think it's like that at all," Balogel shook his head. "At that time, our situation was much more desperate than today. Creating omega nodes is not so much an effective method, but more like a different There is no choice to let go, but today we have allies, certain countermeasures, and a future worth looking forward to. We have built barriers and are ready. We are not alone, nor are we hopeless. And these worms... are just a backstop just in case."

Heragor listened quietly, and suddenly laughed: "Indeed, it seems that I am sentimental."

In the picture returned by the submersible, the last metal container was released. As the locking device on the top was opened, a turbid water flow that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye poured out of the container. All the history of Tal Lund was recorded in the DNA. , technical and cultural data of seafloor worms have arrived in their new home.

For these ignorant and foolish creatures, this trip from the laboratory to the deep sea is an epic journey.

And on another distant planet, another "Tal Londe Creature" who has experienced an epic journey is using his countless sensor terminals to enjoy the glorious sunset on the border of morning and evening.

The orange-yellow sun was gradually approaching the horizon, and the ominous red pattern covered almost half of its surface. Under this strange sunset, everything on the barren plain seemed to be coated with a dark red that was hard to see with the naked eye. .

Several "Dragon Explorer" walkers ran out of the boulders. They opened their photosensitive elements against the setting sun, and then sat quietly at the end of the plain, waiting for the sleep instruction from Omega.

In the Omega lair on the other side of the plain, various systems are switching to autonomous operation one by one, and in the huge server hall, the server units in operation are slowly turning to low voices.

Omega's main consciousness felt that "drowsiness" was gradually emerging, he slowly withdrew his "eyes" looking at the sunset, and put the rest of his attention on the "ecological dome" he had newly built.

Everything is growing well.

The server array is about to shut down.

In the drowsiness, he sent his last greeting to the only "friend" in his hometown who could directly talk to him.

"Friend Gao Wen, I'm going to sleep, see you next year, good night."

The splendid sun on the horizon has sunk to the horizon, the golden-red sunset has spread all over the city, and the bustling and bustling city streets have gradually quieted down. Gao Wen stood quietly on the edge of the terrace and received a greeting from afar.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Good night, Omega, see you next year."

(End of this chapter)