Chapter 1230： Siren, take action (1/2)
The original intention of repairing the superluminal communication array was to restore contact with other immigrant ships that had been separated that year.
However, even siren who are optimistic by nature, they know exactly how vague the odds are.
It’s been too long... It’s been too long since the fleet fled from the home planet and the immigrant ships lost contact with each other. The time has passed for too long and too long. The immortal sea monsters can hardly resist that long time, and the vast and dark universe will be there. Many things have been swallowed in these years.
Queen Pettia looked up at the antenna tower components that were slowly rotating at high altitude. She knew that these components had been silent for too long-the siren should fix these key systems earlier, but the rejection from the rules of the world made the sisters Too much time has been delayed on this weird planet, and when everyone can finally fully understand the world and perceive the ubiquitous "magic power"... the world has already gone through vicissitudes of life.
But the Krakens still put great enthusiasm in this matter, with great hope, they know how much time they have wasted, but they don’t care-they are slow but tough creatures, they I have long been used to doing a simple thing with a long time. Everything is just as the motto believed by the sea monsters says:
As long as it starts, it’s not too late.
Besides...Although the antenna system failed to receive the signals from other immigrant ships as everyone expected, it brought unexpected gains. The re-operation of the receiving unit heard the sound of echoing among the stars. This universe is not It was as empty and desolate as everyone imagined at the beginning-and the most special of those voices seemed to be able to help the new allies of the siren to solve their problems.
The maid Rosalia came to Petia and watched the direction of the communication antenna together with her queen. At almost the same time, a low and gentle buzzing sound came out of the central axis structure of the antenna array.
Petia squinted slightly, she saw that the sensitive structures floating in the air were quickly fine-tuning their respective positions and orientations, while bright arcs leaped densely between the antenna tower and the attachments, and quickly weaved them. Several circular "intercepting force fields", through the open "windows" near the base of the high tower, she could clearly see that many structures in this huge ancient system were lit up, and the reception that had just been repaired not long ago The units were operating at full power, and began to listen to the sounds from far away space——
In the same time as expected, the signal from 6.12 light-years away visited the galaxy again.
Queen Petia stood quietly on the high platform on the deck, watching the deep-water technicians and deep-sea witches busy there-every time a signal comes, it is also a good time to calibrate the key systems of the antenna, here On a planet that is primitive and backward in all respects, a superluminal communication signal from a distance is a very rare "reference line" for technicians.
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Of course, the Krakens will also record the content of those signals by the way, and use the decoding methods provided by Cecil's allies to translate them into recognizable image information-Petia did not wait too long because of the signal. The content has been repeating in a loop, so she quickly got this new round of monitoring reports.
"...Nothing has changed," the deep-sea ruler shook his head with some interest when looking at the report chart that Rosalia had forwarded up. "Straight and easy geometric patterns, simple and basic mathematical operations, and who Weird text that I can’t read. This signal is just repeating the content."
"This may be a'greeting' that has been broadcast for hundreds of thousands of years. The Deep Sea Witches even suspected that this thing was released automatically and regularly," the maid Rosalia said on the side. "They also said that maybe only when When there is a response from the stars, the owner behind this signal will come to take a look at the situation."
"...The premise is that there is really a'master' behind this signal," Petia handed the report to Rosalia and said casually, "If a timing signal has been automatically issued for many years, then It's hard not to doubt whether the original publisher of this signal is still alive. After all, after so many years of observation...Most creatures in this world can't live as long as siren, and their civilization cycle is the same."
Rosalia stretched out her tail and curled the report form handed by the queen with the tip of her tail. At the same time, she continued: "Master Hathaway is still organizing people to decipher the text behind these signals, but the progress is slow, Siren There are no professionals in the field of text and cryptography. However, a group of naga recently heard about the situation here and volunteered to come to help. Maybe you can look forward to it..."
"Naga..." Petiya's silver-white eyebrows were raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, "It can be expected that they were once humans, and humans have always been more talented in the field of writing than siren... In short, no matter what progress has been made in this regard, just send it directly to Tyre. Our Cecil ally seems to be very concerned about this matter. There is a recent sentence on the human side to say... This is a smooth favor. .Well, good luck, I like this sentence, it’s rare for them to use water as a metaphor in such a vivid way."
The deep-sea ruler spoke unhurriedly, and meandered slowly towards the edge of Antavien. She stretched out on the edge of the deck and stretched her waist, her eyes falling in the direction of the sunny beach—sunshine. It has become brighter and brighter. The brilliance brought by the giant sun makes the beach shimmer at the end of the waves. Some Krakens who have just finished their evening work have found a comfortable position on the beach, and they dug out one. A sandpit is set up inside, waiting for the sun to become stronger, turning it over to dry.
In places farther away, the naga built towns on the open land slightly close to the inland area. Now they have begun to take shape. Towns and buildings rich in human style and mixed with various deep-sea elements are staggered and arranged. Those dark colors The roofs and gray-white walls of this land have never seen before in millions of years. There are tall towers standing in the middle of the town. The towers are decorated with winding octopus tentacles and shell patterns, and huge machinery with gloomy tones. The clock plate is surrounded by the deep-sea elements in the center of the top of the tower. A wet stone road extends from the town to the coast. At the end of the stone road is a small port and a stone ramp that extends directly into the sea.
Except for the "Trench City" under the sea and the "Naga Block" of Antavien, nearly one-third of the people of the sons of the storm now live in that land town.
They are already relatives of the deep sea. The moist sea breeze and tidal force infiltrate their flesh and soul. However, the "remnants" belonging to humans made them choose to continue to live on land and build a new hybrid style. home.
Petia once visited that new town. It was an interesting place. All the streets there seemed to have the smell of the sea forever, and the moist ground and walls seemed to blur the boundary between land and sea. Totems symbolizing the creatures of the deep sea and runes of gloomy waves can be seen everywhere. The scaly deep-sea family members live in the houses with high ridges. During the day when the sun is strong, they rarely come out to move, but when night falls, those The sound of scales rubbing against the ground will be heard on the streets soaked with the smell of sea. Creatures with scales and snakes have emerged from their hiding places-running to the square in the center of the town to sell seafood barbecue and "deep sea specials". drink".
There are often sea monsters who go to play in that town during their vacations, and spend a night in the night market run by the locals.
In Petia’s millions of years of memory, these are things that have never happened. The Krakens who have maintained a low-key and closed life for a long time have never changed so much because of "outsiders." Everything has happened, and... it seems that the people are quite happy with these new changes.
"Some changes may not be a bad thing..." Queen Pettia muttered softly to herself during her thoughts.