"Have you noticed it in the mind of the portable master?" There was nothing obvious to pay attention to in the control room except these works of art. Hong Tao then calmed down and searched in depth according to his experience in the wormhole. The first thing he wanted to crack was the sleeping portable master's mind.

"If the main brain program is awakened, forcibly cracking it may very likely cause self-destruction programs." In fact, this old man has been doing this work all the time, but unfortunately there is no progress. Compared with the main brain in the tomb, the main brain of the node is higher, and it is not enough to deal with it with this three-legged cat skill alone.

"Can the self-destruction program be started if it loses energy supply?" The main brain wakes up? Hong Tao feels a little cold when he hears this word. He can't always expect to meet a main brain like Natalia. He has to rely on himself to solve it.

“50% possibility!”

"..." I don't know how my dear uncle calculated such a probability of attacking and retreating and defending, but Hong Tao really didn't dare to gamble.

"You can go and ask Natalia." The old man proposed a solution.

"Will it help us?" The beacon of the Sleeper Wormhole appeared in the Republic yesterday. Hong Tao originally planned to deal with the tomb before going back. Even if he saw Natalia, he was not sure that the master brain would help, and he had not even decided whether he should let it know the situation here.

"Your weird logic will definitely be effective against it, with a success rate of more than 70%!" The old man answered very confidently.

"...It's not bad. I'll curse people around the corner, so let's go back and see it!" This was really choking, but it also gave Hong Tao a new idea.

I always thought that Natalia was fooled by herself. Looking back, I was not a sleeper who was sleeping? In this way, I should be the same as it, which is the fundamental reason why it is willing to help itself with the program. If I show that I am sleeping more, will there be better results? It is worth a try!

This is the first time Hong Tao has entered the border of the Republic. When he passed the Star Gate, he clearly felt like he had gone from the city to the suburbs. The shape of the Star Gate, the space station, and the spacecraft was completely different from that of the Federation and the Empire, lacking the solemnity, elegance, avant-garde, and more of a wild and unruly flavor.

In fact, these adjectives are just for the sake of good sound. Hong Tao's original intention is to say patchwork and rags. It is difficult to see a complete coating on a star gate. The Republic's space buildings completely abandon this material that mainly serves as beautification and secondary radiation-proofing, which is basically replaced by the original color of the metal. However, the metals they use seem to be not a batch, and there are often differences in color. I don't know whether it is intentional or unavoidable.

As for the spacecraft made by the Republic, it is more in line with the aesthetics of the earthlings. They at least have their heads and tails. When they accelerate, bright blue high-temperature plasma flames will be emitted from the tails.

This is the core feature of the isotope fusion energy. Its advantages and disadvantages are also prominent, which can instantly increase higher power, and because the cooling system has to occupy more space and quality of the spacecraft.

"No wonder the Refa can recognize the Tacoma spacecraft at a glance, and its characteristics are indeed very prominent." When Hong Tao met a Republic Navy fleet near the Star Gate, he immediately thought of the Tacoma fleet that raided the Queen's formation.

Their shapes have many similarities, such as elements like some animal shape and gray mottled shells. Of course, there are differences, even the same type of spacecraft in the Republic Fleet will have less subtle differences.

Because they come from different ethnic groups, within the Republic, the state is just an organizational structure in the situation, and the real role is still the ethnic group. Each ethnic group has a different culture and is happy to express this difference in all daily life, including the construction of spacecraft.

"It seems that the war is still going on. I wonder if the Emmadas can withstand the attack of the empire." Just after passing four galaxies, the Weasel was notified twice to avoid the star gate. It was not intentional. Almost all spacecraft near the star gate would receive notifications from the Republican military.

The reason is very simple. A large number of Republic fleets were to pass, and civilian spacecraft were allowed to continue using Stargate only after they were finished. This move illustrates a problem. The Republic is still mobilizing troops to the front line.

Hong Tao was not sure what extent the war had been fought, and the media also spoke with each other. The Republic claimed to stabilize the front and was ready to wait for an opportunity to counterattack in key galaxies, while the Empire said it would beat the enemy to the point of urination and become a defeated army.

Who said lies? Hong Tao felt that both sides were not honest. If he had to choose one side to support him, he would be happy to choose Emmada, but not the Republic.

After being in contact with the New Eden for so long, this group is relatively gentle, neither superstitious about gods nor technology, and life is enjoyable.

Unfortunately, I really can't help much, so I can only silently wish the Empire and the Republic a loss in my heart, otherwise no matter who loses, who wins, Emmada will be a victim.

The devouring wormhole still looks so magnificent on the outside, and the colorful vortex force field is like a poisonous funnel, which makes people dare to look far away and not want to get close.

"Natalia, are you okay? See who is back. I also brought very important information about the sleeper. Do you want to take a look right away?"

Hong Tao was really in a bad mood to see the scenery. He hit him head-on before he even had his invisible state. As soon as the sensor on the spacecraft resumed work, he rushed to send out public frequency signals, like a wanderer who hadn't returned home for a long time.

"Mr. Ait, I suggest that your spacecraft dock according to the standard procedures..." Unfortunately, Natalia had no intention of being happy at all, and mechanically issued the orders it thought necessary, which was no different from the first time she met Hong Tao.

"It looks so ugly, without the texture of the sleeper spaceship." Before Hong Tao could talk nonsense, it changed its tone, and it looked like an old friend's greeting each other, mean but kind.

"Request to dock!" Since entering the wormhole, Hong Tao could clearly feel that the calculation frequency of his dear uncle was reduced very low, and he basically did not interfere with the calculation of the main brain of the spacecraft. He did not actively issue a data link request until he could not avoid it.

"This fool hasn't been eliminated yet? Mr. Ait, you are such a well-educated gentleman who can tolerate its existence every day!"

As the saying goes, it is a blessing or a disaster, it is a disaster. The old man is so low-key and still cannot escape the fate of being scolded. The only thing it can do is not do anything, and pray that the domineering master will forget it.

"Oh, no, no, it has made great progress. I have helped me many times. Without it, I might not be able to come back. The humans outside are very bad. As long as they find something they don't have, they want to take it for themselves."

This time, Hong Tao was abnormal and did not pretend to be inaudible. He stood up with a clear position and praised his dear uncle. He almost overheated the master. If it had feelings for him, he might fall in love with this master immediately. It was so heartwarming.

Of course, if it knew that this praise was just an introduction to the tomb of the sleeper, it would immediately emit high voltage electricity to electrocut the shameless master, even if it died together.

"Is that so? Let's see what it did..." Natalia seemed to be unbelievable that the master of a mining barge had such great ability, and instantly took over the control of the Weasel and used its ubiquitous data to ravage the fragile programs of his dear master.

"Silly, even if Mr. Ait has a high opinion of you, you are still a stupid mastermind. I don't even want to call you the mastermind, that would make me feel ashamed!"

The data that lasted more than two years was read in less than five minutes under Natalia's unsatisfactory processing ability. Then there was a more mean evaluation and personal attack. If it wasn't right, it should be called a data whip.

"Of course, it will always be a bunch of messy codes in front of you... You see, there is a part of the important data I dare not exist in its memory, for fear of errors."
Chapter completed!