Chapter 4 Thank You Hanton
escape!
Yang Ming's ears continued to buzz, and he felt dizzy and had a strong urge to vomit.
The moment the red halo exploded, Yang Ming ran as fast as he could, but still couldn't escape the influence of the red light.
"The Valkyrie has escaped!"
He yelled at the top of his lungs.
Many men and women nearby began to vomit, weak electric arcs came out of some precision instruments, and screams and shouts were heard one after another.
Seven or eight men and women in white coats rushed to the cabin where the Valkyrie was; their eyes reflected a light red light and their faces were extremely pious.
The Valkyrie had already secretly controlled the experimenters who had the closest contact with her!
Yang Ming ran straight to the nearest fire emergency exit, and did not forget to slap the alarm on the wall, making the shrill alarm sound throughout the entire scientific research ship.
"I can only help you up to this point."
Climbing rapidly along the spiral staircase and climbing hundreds of steps in one breath, Yang Ming heard screams coming from the bottom of the passage.
Direct exchange of fire!
Three horizontal safety gates closed quickly, cutting off the spiral staircase. The top safety gate was right under Yang Ming's feet.
"Can this alloy gate that can withstand high-energy laser beams stop the Valkyrie?"
Yang Ming felt completely insecure at this moment.
The wall carried the calm voice of the announcer, reading out evacuation instructions, asking departments to prepare for evacuation, and marking the location of the lifeboats.
Soon, the hull began to shake slightly, and the battle in the bottom cabin became increasingly intense.
Perhaps the strenuous action of climbing the stairs triggered an old injury. While running wildly, Yang Ming's eyes gradually became bloodshot, his ear canals were filled with buzzing sounds, and strong feelings of dizziness kept coming like waves.
He had absolutely no intention of stopping.
The worsening of the concussion is not a big deal at all thanks to the medical methods of interstellar civilization.
But if you run too slowly and get caught by the Valkyrie, your head will be chopped off!
This strong physique played a key role, and Yang Ming rushed directly to the top floor of the safety passage in one breath.
He could just about make out the exit of a nearby passage.
The dizziness became more and more severe and I could hardly stand.
But when Yang Ming discovered the safety gate that was slowly falling not far ahead, he rushed out with a quick step, dived forward, and barely rolled into the inside of the gate.
Ding, ding, ding——
It was like the noise of a dozen coins spinning in a metal bowl, ringing around Yang Ming's ears.
Yang Ming remembered something, took out the small pocket, poured out the capsules given by Dr. Lina, crushed two of them, tilted his head back and swallowed them.
Then he lay on the floor, breathing heavily with his eyes closed.
The tinnitus lasted for quite a while.
Yang Ming's breathing gradually became smooth, the blue veins on his forehead slowly subsided, and his whole body was covered in sweat.
He raised his hand to cover his forehead. The dizziness subsided like water, his chest no longer felt stuffy, and his mind became unusually active.
"Is this medicine mixed with hormones? It's very effective."
When Yang Ming got up, he could only hold on to the wall to keep walking, but after walking more than ten steps, his body had returned to normal.
Comparing the information in Hanton's memory, he is now very close to the bridge and there should be no safety gate ahead.
Yang Ming's pace gradually quickened.
Disaster warnings continued to be heard from the walls, and eye-catching red words appeared on the display screens embedded in various places.
Among the three lifeboats, one is placed in the outer hold near the bridge and can carry hundreds of people.
There are usually only forty or fifty people on the bridge, including guards, and the probability of successfully landing a lifeboat is the highest here.
Of course, the best outcome would be to persuade Kigrov to abandon the Valkyrie and quickly eject the bottom cabin laboratory. The worst plan would be to land on the lifeboat.
——The lifeboat does not have the ability to jump, and this is the border of the empire’s territory, so there is also the danger of being trapped and killed in the starry sky.
After walking along the silver-gray corridor for a long time, two cabin doors printed with the imperial emblem came into Yang Ming's sight.
Biometric information was required to enter the room. He pressed his palm on the control console on the left, and the two doors slowly opened to the left and right.
An electronic announcement like "I haven't eaten yet" sounded in a small area:
"Third Officer arrives at the bridge."
It's quite impressive.
If the engine room where the jump engine is located is the heart of the spacecraft, then the bridge is the brain of the spacecraft.
Yang Ming walked in quickly and observed the environment here quickly.
This research vessel obviously spent all its funds on the laboratory in the bottom cabin, and the specifications of the bridge can only be described as shabby.
Directly in front of you are connected arched windows, with the best starry sky view on the entire ship outside. On the left and right are operating desks that are a 'good news' for people with trypophobia, with rows of buttons on them that make one's scalp tingle.
A dozen men and women in Imperial military uniforms sat upright at their posts, calmly and concisely delivering information, listening to orders, and pressing buttons.
——They are responsible for controlling the navigation of the spacecraft and real-time monitoring of the overall condition of the spacecraft.
Behind these operators is a closed and transparent fire control cabin; inside sits several middle-aged officers, operating various anti-enemy weapons on the spacecraft.
Above the fire control cabin was the main control console, where stood the target Yang Ming was looking for at the moment - Kigrov, as well as the captain, first mate and several other senior crew members.
Directly in front of Kigrove was a single-sided projected screen wall, showing the messy scene in the lower cabin without any blind spots.
Yang Ming lowered his head and walked forward, not caring whether he was qualified to go to the main control desk. He quickly jumped up the stairs and stood behind several "superiors".
Kigrov's face was livid, he was leaning on crutches, his mechanical eyes were flashing red, and his hair was a little messy.
Yang Ming was attracted by the surveillance images on the screen.
There was a standoff in the lower cabin, and it was obvious that a fierce battle had just broken out.
More than a dozen nutrition warehouses have been opened.
Several modified humans were lying near the nutrient chamber, covered in blood, with penetrating wounds from high-energy radiation on their bodies.
A little further away lay a dozen or so imperial soldiers, whose deaths were even more miserable, most of them having their necks broken.
At the door of the cabin where the Valkyrie was, two rows of men and women in white coats raised their hands and formed a human wall in a panic, and were held hostage by several vicious-looking cyborgs.
What about the Valkyrie?
Yang Ming looked up and found the surveillance footage inside the Valkyrie cabin.
The nutrient tank had been broken, and the Valkyrie stood in front of it with her arms open, like a saint who had just bathed before a prayer ceremony.
Two women controlled by the Valkyrie were busying themselves, holding two transparent operating panels, trying to untie the silver collar around the Valkyrie's neck.
this?
"Professor," Yang Ming said directly, "Shouldn't we do something?"
Several senior officers turned their heads and looked over.
The first mate cursed, "Captain! This is not the place for you to speak so casually!"
Yang Ming immediately lowered his head and shut up, cursing in his heart.
These guys are really stupid. Wouldn’t it be a good thing if they detonated the bomb around the Valkyrie’s neck now?
I finally got to live this life once, so I guess my only purpose is to witness history?
"Captain, what are you still standing here for!"
"Is the anesthetic gas ready?" Kigrov suddenly spoke, interrupting the first mate's scolding.
The first mate hurriedly said, "It's ready and can be used at any time. The assault team is already in place."
Kigrove said: "Captain, release twice the standard concentration... no, three times the standard concentration."
"Okay, professor," the captain of our ship pressed the button on his collar and ordered in a deep voice, "Immediately follow the professor's request."
Yang Ming frowned tightly.
Kigrov still refused to destroy the Valkyrie.
As a third mate maintenance worker, I am completely unable to change the direction of the situation.
Yang Ming took two steps back, stood at the edge of the stage, and stared at the changes on the screen.
Light red gas mixed with markings appeared everywhere in the bottom cabin, and the figures standing everywhere quickly became crooked.
Click, a slight sound came from the screen.
The collar around the Valkyrie's neck slowly opened, and the two women beside her had already fallen to the ground.
The Valkyrie raised her head and looked towards the corner where the surveillance camera was hidden. The face of a naive girl appeared in the middle of the projection screen.
She seemed to be watching Keegrove quietly.
Yang Ming was standing further back and couldn't see Kigrove's expression clearly at the moment, but he heard the bastard professor mumbling to himself.
"Don't be nervous, kid. I won't hurt you."
Yang Ming looked towards the location of the escape passage and began to search for the "Lifeboat Operating Specifications" in Hanton's memory.
He has seen it.
The Valkyrie was seen rising up amidst these hypnotic gases;
Seeing the Valkyrie snapping the necks of the commandos with deft movements;
I saw this spaceship step into the purgatory in the starry sky in despair!
On the screen, the Valkyrie slowly lay down.
The captain said to the button: "Strike team..."
"Are we!"
Yang Ming suddenly spoke up, ignoring the doubts and impatience in the eyes of the senior officers, and said seriously:
"Professor, Captain, to be on the safe side, can we use high-energy laser beams to penetrate the Valkyrie's limbs? This will not cause any substantial damage to her, but will make her unable to move due to her self-healing injuries, right, Professor?"
"Hanton!"
The first mate who had been chasing Yang Ming away immediately yelled at the top of his voice: "How long are you going to make trouble here!"
Kigrove turned his head and looked at Yang Ming, frowning and asking, "How do you know this?"
This old guy is quite vigilant.
Yang Ming ignored the insignificant first mate and calmly began to talk nonsense: "There are a lot of gossips on the ship... Professor, you are the creator of the Valkyrie, you know how powerful her genes are, and now everyone on the ship is under her threat."
"Enough of that, Hanton!"
The burly first mate rushed over and grabbed Yang Ming by the collar: "You have no right to speak here! Do you want to be put in solitary confinement? Huh?"
"Let him go," said Keygrove, frowning.
The first mate was a little stunned, but on this ship, Keygrove was the pinnacle of power.
The first mate pushed Yang Ming to the bulkhead and snorted coldly, as if warning Yang Ming.
Kigrov stared at Yang Ming for a few seconds, and Yang Ming looked into his eyes calmly.
'This old man is waiting for me to convince him?'
Yang Ming's thoughts were turning rapidly.
Kigrove has a special affection for the Valkyrie;
Background introduction of the dungeon of "Lost Voice";
The lines that Brother Ji said when beating the hidden BOSS...
Yes, what Kigrov cares about most, besides the Valkyrie, is the powerful Sherman Empire!
Yang Ming suddenly spoke, his voice remained calm:
"Professor Kigrove, maybe what I said is a bit exaggerated, but I heard a researcher mention that the most terrifying thing about the Valkyrie is her unlimited evolutionary potential. This is the border of the empire, and she may hate the empire."
Kigrove clenched the ball at the end of his cane hand.
"Adopt the advice of Third Officer Hanton," Keigrov looked at the captain, "Let the most skilled technicians operate and use the laser to penetrate her palms and soles. Never attack the heart, neck, or brain... It must be as precise as a scalpel."
The captain glanced at Yang Ming, and a slight smile appeared on his meticulous face. He immediately said, "Don't worry, Professor. I will do it myself."
Yang Ming was visibly relieved.
Kigrove said again: "First mate, the rest of you should go to the lower cabin to supervise the battle now. Hamton will stay here."
The three senior officers threw their left hands behind them, threw their right hands in front of them, saluted in an imperial military salute, lowered their heads and hurried away.
Yang Ming sensed the first mate's hostility, but he didn't even look at him. He just stared at the sleeping Valkyrie on the screen.
Is this considered changing "history"?
No, the crisis is only temporarily resolved. We still need to leave this spaceship as soon as possible.
"Hanton."
Kigrove said in a deep voice:
“I can now agree to your previous request.
"You have shown great rationality in the face of crisis, which is a rare talent.
"Congratulations, you got this opportunity, Third Officer."
Request? Opportunity?
What the hell.
What did Hanton ask of Keygrove?
Yang Ming was a little confused and quickly checked Hanton's memory.
When he found out about his last chat with Kigrove, his facial expression almost couldn't hold back.
'Professor, I want to become a powerful transformer! For this goal, I have been working hard on physical training for several years! All for the glory of the empire! Even if I have to sacrifice myself for it, I am willing to try!'
The young third mate had pleaded with great sincerity.
According to the subsequent conversation between Hanton and Keegrove, Yang Ming learned that the failure rate of the genetic modification exploration experiment on this scientific research ship was 92%, and the mortality rate was...
35%.
Thanks Hanton!
Yang Ming almost bit his back teeth to pieces.
