Chapter 173
Translator’s Notes: Woops, I forgot to label SRH under the right folder yesterday. Now it’s been fixed.
Chapter 173: The Chip Reactivates [Part 1]
Outside of this grade one prison planet on board Lung’s s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, the gray cat had lost all mood to teach the little h.e.l.lhound fellow to talk. Right now, unusual impatience was the only thing it was feeling as it paced back and forth repeatedly on top of the table of the control room.
The little h.e.l.lhound fellow laid on top of a chair and stared wide eyed at the pacing gray cat. It did not know what happened, but it could feel the anxiety emanating from the little cat. Therefore, it obediently laid where it was and said nothing. If it didn’t act tactfully then it would probably provoke a merciless paw strike.
The gray cat had slapped it often with its claw while teaching it to recognise words when the little fellow’s performance wasn’t enough to satisfy the gray cat. The good news was that the little h.e.l.lhound fellow had good IQ and fast learning capability, and the effects of education under its paws were rather good. But just now, the gray cat had suddenly lost the mood to teach and charged to the control room instead, pacing back and forth.
Something bad happened. Something bad must have happened!
Lung did not close off the control room, allowing the gray cat to enter and exit as he wished. Plus, there was a large group of robots here, so Lung wasn’t worried if anything would happen here.
After walking around in circles for a while, the gray cat came to a pause and seemed to have made up its mind about something. It then crouched down and faced towards the control panel.
The cat’s eyes began to turn green, and unlike the kind of green present in the little h.e.l.lhound fellow’s eyes, the green color in the cat’s eyes was like a pair of bright green lights in darkness. There was also some near indiscernible twitches that looked like a combination of codes and programs.
As the green in the cat’s eyes appeared, the b.u.t.tons on the control panel before the cat began to flash. An image jumped into in the display as the picture of the planet grew larger, and larger, and larger&h.e.l.lip;
The gray cat’s whiskers trembled once when it saw the prison that was devastated beyond recognition. Then, it continued to zoom in the image as it began its search by performing deep scans and life detection.
But what disappointed the gray cat was that there were corpses everywhere inside the prison, and most of them were deformed. There were convicts and prison guards among the bodies, and judging from the prison’s degree of destruction, it wasn’t just caused by mere explosives. Moreover, judging from the wounds on the dead people, they were killed by a group of very powerful people, but these people were absolutely not Lung and Cillin. The gray cat knew Cillin very well, and it could see from the wounds that it was not done by Cillin.
Different images flashed across every display in the control room almost instantly, but the gray cat looked incredibly serious as it watched the displays. If someone had seen this scene, they would definitely have suspected that it was just pretending.
Not far away, the two robot beauties were looking at the situation going on in the control room. They were still wearing perfect smiles on their faces, but their eyes were flas.h.i.+ng just the same as they recorded everything happening in the scene before them.
The gray cat knew about the robots’ surveillance but did not stop them. It did not have the heart to stop them now anyway. It had lost contact with Lung and Cillin.
Both Lung and Cillin had brought with them an emergency contact device before departure, and they had the Andrea Family’s latest GPS system too, but now&h.e.l.lip;
Hmm?
The gray cat finally found a GPS coordinate, but it did not know why its signal was so incredibly weak. Although the signal was very weak, the gray cat knew that it belonged to Lung. Moreover, looking at the signal reflection and movements of the coordinate, it would seem that Lung was still alive. However, Cillin still could not be found, and there were no GPS signal reaction anywhere.
The reason it could detect Lung’s position but not contact him was probably because the contact device on Lung was broken.
It was at this moment the gray cat noticed that some s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps and s.p.a.ceplanes were flying towards the planet. They did not belong to the government but the native forces of Sector S. Every s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p and every s.p.a.ceplane had a logo on it, and one of them was the ‘Flying Snake’s’ logo.
Right now, the forces were not causing each other trouble, and they did not have the heart to pay old grudges any mind.They too had noticed the crisis of chaos in Sector S. Previously, they had thought that as long as the forces of foreign Sectors kept out of their own Sector’s business, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing to turn a blind eye and even cooperate with them when the necessity arised. However, the events on this planet had exceeded their predicted development.
One whole prison, hundreds of thousand of convicts, and tens of thousands of prison guards. Less than a hundredth people managed to escape the place alive, and the high defense prison system was almost completely paralysed. The defense system’s weapons system was destroyed before it barely managed to put in any effect at all, and the special made prison walls and pa.s.sages were destroyed beyond recognition.
This was just a mere grade one prison. It should not have been infiltrated by foreign forces, but it had suffered such serious damages all the same. What about the other high grade prisons? If every prison planet in Sector S was to suffer such heavy losses, then how much of an impact would it bring to the native forces? At the very least, they would feel like there was a fish bone in their throats that had to be removed.
All monitoring devices within the prison were destroyed, and all monitoring records were obliterated without any chance of recovery. The barrels of the cannons of the defense system were either broken in half or melted by high temperature. Even if there were prison guards who wanted to reactivate the weapons system in this area, the weapons would not be able to play a role.
But how could the weapons of the prison’s defense system possibly be twisted and melted so easily? Who was the one who had done all this? Regardless of whether these invaders had relied on their own abilities or used special weapons to do this, it all pointed towards the fact that they had come prepared.
All the forces in Sector S could no longer be bothered by their internal strife when faced against a prepared, unknown force. They were now united against a common enemy.
The higher ups had ordered ‘Flying Snake’ and ‘Mad Owl’s’ men to put down their strife for now and make clear the situation as soon as possible. The higher ups would be sending some men to help them.
While Qi Geyou was leading his man and fighting against ‘Mad Owl’, readying himself for one final sweep, he suddenly obtained the news from the prison and the order from his higher ups to cease fire at the same time. This wasn’t a suggestion but an order, said the old men from above who had done nothing to help with their internal affairs in recent years. Qi Geyou might be reluctant, but he had to obey all the same. Qi Geyou too felt that something exceptionally serious must have happened at the prison, and when he connected this order with the news delivered by Cillin earlier, he immediately called for his subordinates to stop whatever they were doing and led his men to prison planet.
Since Cillin had sent delivered them a message earlier stating that there were unknown forces inside the prison, and that they were so strong that they had attacked even the prison guards, Qi Geyou immediately called to everyone inside the prison to be cautious and to evacuate the second they spotted something abnormal just to be on the safe side. This was also the main reason why ‘Flying Snake’ had managed to evacuate the most men out of the prison.
After arriving at the planet,
Qi Geyou then asked about Cillin and Lung, but no one knew what happened to them. However, it wasn’t long before two ‘Flying Snake’ members carried Lung to him. Lung did not look to be in good condition, but he still had some spirit in him.
"Hey, Little Flying Snake, did you have any news about Cillin?" Lung asked.
Qi Geyou shook his head.
Lung was lifted to the medbay inside the s.p.a.ceplane, but Lung did not allow the medical personnel to perform an overly in-depth inspection. After treating his wounds for a bit, he arrived beside Qi Geyou once more.
After Lung had exited the prison, he didn’t manage to run far before he was knocked out by a strange shockwave. His feet was a little unstable even after he woke up, and when he had requested ‘Flying Snake’s’ men to send him over after he saw them. He was feeling a lot better now though.
Right now Qi Geyou didn’t have much information in hand. The amount of useful information he could get from investigating the interior of the prison was little. Lung sought out some of the rescue situation going on inside the prison, but apparently not a single survivor had been found yet.
Right now, the people around Qi Geyou were busy contacting the people of all places who had arrived at the prison to understand what was going on around here. However, each message they received was more terrifying than the previous one.
Right now Lung was also incredibly annoyed. The camouflage suit he had given Cillin would absolutely give out a return signal if even a tenth of it remained intact, but right now he could not detect any signal at all. Lung believed that Cillin was still alive, however.
Just when Lung and Qi Geyou were discussing the matters inside the prison, the people who were busy communicating around them suddenly discovered that the communicators’ signals had all been severed.
"What’s going on?" Qi Geyou turned around to ask.
"The communication signals are suddenly severed."
"I can’t get a connection."
"Same here!"
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Chapter 173: The Chip Reactivates [Part 2]
However, the loss of connection only happened to the people within ten meters radius. The communicators further away were still fine.
When Qi Geyou was about to send them slightly further away and see if the communicators would recover, the communicator in their hands suddenly let out a rhythmic buzz at the same time. It was the followed by an angry and impatient voice.
"Lung, speak up!"
There was only voice and no image.
Qi Geyou thought that the voice was a little familiar. It was when he saw Lung hastily picking up a communicator from a nearby person that he recalled that it was the gray cat’s.
"Wheeze, do you have anything on Cillin over there?" Lung hastily asked.
"Meowf*cker! How would I know when I’m so far away?! At any rate there’s no GPS signal at all, not even in the slightest!" the gray cat roared.
The people holding communicators nearby hurriedly moved slightly further away from the area.
"I couldn’t find his GPS signal from here either." Lung wiped his face agitatedly.
"Tell your robots to send me over. I’ll look for him!"
Lung was surprised for a moment upon hearing the gray cat’s words. He quickly regained himself and laid down an order to the robots on the stars.h.i.+p.
After performing a long range verification of Lung’s ident.i.ty, one of the robot beauties in the control room then carried the gray cat towards a small s.p.a.ceplane. It did not reject the little h.e.l.lhound fellow when it wanted to come along. Right now every person was an extra helping hand. It wasn’t that the gray cat looked down on the rest of the people on the planet, but that their abilities never satisfied the gray cat in the first place. How could it possibly expect people that were so weak that they could be killed in one slap like a chick to do anything? It should’ve followed Cillin at the time. What a regretful mistake.
This was the first time the little h.e.l.lhound fellow saw so many unfamiliar humans. Although they did not have the scent of its prey, the little h.e.l.lhound fellow was still extremely wary. It had bared its fangs and let out low growls from its throat out of habit almost the instant it smelled the large group of unfamiliar scents outside the s.h.i.+p when the cabin door opened.
However, it didn’t get to growl more than twice before the gray cat smacked it to a stop, "The meow are you growling for! Follow me!"
The little fellow raised its nose before it tentatively walked out of the s.p.a.ceplane.
It was walking on all fours as usual, but it was now wearing clothes and looking slightly better than before. Cillin had even opened a hole in its pants so that its tail could be let out and fit the little fellow’s standards.
The combination of one cat and half dog-human attracted plenty of attention when they came out. However, since they were all ‘Flying Snakes’ and Qi Geyou had notified everyone in advance, there would not be too big of a commotion.
The gray cat did not dilly dally. The moment it saw Lung, it had straightened its tail and gotten ready to run towards the prison. In the end Lung borrowed a flying car from Qi Geyou and took the two fellows towards the prison.
Since they did not know exactly which area of the prison Cillin was at, he did not park the car upon arriving at the prison. Instead, he drove the car around the prison. With the gray cat and the little h.e.l.lhound fellow’s nose, he believed that this way of moving would be more effective.
&h.e.l.lip;
Cillin did not know what was going on outside. Right now, he was in a very special state. He was very familiar with this state. It was just like when he was tied onto the lab bench back in the underground laboratory beneath the slums of Planet Brown Earth, Sector X.
It was the familiar pain that went all the way down to his bone marrow. His entire body was twitching, and every blood cell in his body was moving erratically. The limits of his nerves were challenged at every moment, and his mind was almost scattered by it. However, Cillin would always work hard to regather his thoughts after the short period of blank outs. He knew that if his mind was scattered and his thoughts were cleared out, he might never wake up again.
Cillin’s nerves were a.s.saulted by greater pain and impact at every moment. Every time he would do his utmost to regather his mind.
His mind and his thoughts could not disperse. It was over if they dispersed.
The familiar pain and experience made Cillin recall that spinning k.n.o.b on the control panel; that spinning k.n.o.b that had been turned 350 degrees at the time. If he were to calculate the chips’ activation degree at the time, then it was probably pushed beyond 97% at the time. Now, Cillin could clearly sense that the activation degree had gone even higher.
The chips injected by Horay were easy to activate at the beginning, and gets increasingly difficult near the end. At the time, 97% forceful activation was Cillin’s absolute limit of limits already. Although his genes had evolved and his const.i.tution had become much stronger than before, it did not mean that he would be able activate much of the remaining chips. Cillin tried to touch that so-called limit. Where would his new limit lay with his current const.i.tution?
It was as if Cillin could see the chips themselves while he was in the process of trying. He captured, zoomed in, and a.n.a.lysed the current activation state of a group of chips.
These chips had already become embedded into his own genes, and they reproduced and acted in sync with his genes. However, after acquiring a form they would automatically degrade and deactivate themselves. They would only become active when they were inside Cillin’s body.
Cillin could see the action of every molecule of the chips that were almost the same as his genes, breaking up and connecting with each other. He could also see the intermolecular force between electrons from the molecules.
The changes of the chips embedded into his genes caused the chemical and non-chemical bonds of his original DNA to undergo a series of changes. Originally, these intermolecular forces were the factor behind the double helix structure of human DNA. But due to the change in these intermolecular force, the double helix structure of Cillin’s DNA was slowly transforming.
A sudden thought appeared in Cillin’s mind when he recalled the DNA helix structure of the weirdo he had a.n.a.lysed earlier. Although his DNA structure would not become as complicated as that weirdo’s, the chips activation had caused the helix structure of his original DNA to undergo some changes. Although these changes weren’t too acute, was there the possibility that a special ability would be born from this changes?
Limit. Cillin could finally sense his limit. When he ‘saw’ that the chips’ changes were no longer stable, he knew that he had reached the boundary point of this activation already, If he were to continue further, not only would he fail to activate the chips, he would even lose his life.
Wake up. It is time to stop.
Cillin abruptly opened his eyes and breathed in and out rapidly. He was like a drowning person who had finally found air.
The pain in his entire body was still incredibly obvious, but it wasn’t like the pain caused by broken bones or internal injuries. It was very much like the sensation when the activation experiment had ended many years ago. His condition was more severe than that time however, and he wasn’t even able to get up immediately upon waking up.
And so Cillin laid on the ground just like that, opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings.
It was still the same pa.s.sage as before. He was leaning on the exit’s door. It was very dark inside the pa.s.sage, and every wall lamp inside the pa.s.sage had been extinguished. However, there were pointing arrows inside the pa.s.sage that used light storing substances to indicate a path, enabling someone to find the direction towards the exit even when there was no electricity. Logically speaking, there should be plenty of such arrows inside the pa.s.sage, but in reality that was not the case. It would seem that many of the light energy contained in the light storing substances had been absorbed. There was only a little bit of light left on the arrowhead closest to the door.
With this little bit of light alone, Cillin was able to see clearly the situation inside the pa.s.sage.
Unlike the pa.s.sage he recognised prior to his unconsciousness, the pa.s.sage looked like it had been forcefully widened and compressed. The cracks and creases on the pa.s.sage walls all indicated that something had happened when Cillin was out cold.
Right now the ceiling of the pa.s.sage was just half a meter away from Cillin. He would hit his head if he even tried to sit up. The dozen meter or so pa.s.sage was like a pipe that had been compressed from top to bottom, sealing off the way completely.
Oh well. He might as well lie down like this until his strength had recovered.
Since there were cracks in the pa.s.sage walls, the pa.s.sage wasn’t completely sealed off. There were still specks of air seeping into the pa.s.sage, and although they were few, they were enough. After all, Cillin was the only person inside this small section of the pa.s.sage.
The camouflage suit he was wearing was extremely tattered too. Cillin closed his eyes and ignored all this stuff. He began recalling the blurry sounds he heard and sensations he experienced before he completely blacked out. At the time, there was an extremely acute change in magnetic field and air pressure. The temperature had risen above fifty degrees in one second, before dipping below zero degree in the next. At the time, he could not see anything and could only hear some fighting noises. There were also strange sounding gunshots. Every gun had their own defining traits when fired, and in the case of bullets they would have their own special shockwave. The excitation type projectiles would have their own unique energy wavelength as well. At the time, Cillin thought that the wavelength he felt was very strange since it was something that he had never sensed before. It didn’t fall completely under the category of bullets, nor did it fall completely under the category of excitation type projectiles either. Although he was already half unconscious at the time, he had etched the memory of the types of wavelengths touching his skin deep into his mind. Now that he had woken up, Cillin played back the memory for a bit. If he encountered the same wavelength again in the future, he would definitely be able to identify it.
Cillin had also memorised the two talking voices. Who knows if he would get a chance to see these people in person in the future.
Right now, the gray cat nose’s twitched above the flying car outside. Then, it jumped down from the flying car and raced towards a particular direction. Lung hastily drove after the gray cat.
When the little h.e.l.lhound fellow saw that the gray cat had jumped down from the car, it followed suit and raced after the gray cat on all fours. Every step it took would draw a claw mark on the roof of the prison.