roccoschili Chapter 547: Prequel to Omphalos
Chapter 547: Prequel to Omphalos
Star Train, Party Car.
The iron door of the carriage wrapped in brown leather was pushed open, Jiang Fan strode in, and Heita followed slowly behind him, stretching lazily.
The soft warm yellow light from the bar in the center of the carriage illuminated the surroundings. Jizi and Walter sat on the purple leather sofa by the window. On the table in front of them were two glasses of "juice" that looked like they had only been taken one sip.
Cocolia and Shiluwa were sitting at the bar, fiddling with something with their heads down. A horrible smell of passion fruit mixed with lemon and black coffee filled the carriage.
Jiang Fan calmly took out two bottles of Suleda from his pocket and placed them on the table. He just sat down and looked up to meet the looks of Cocolia and Shiluwa who were giving him "what a pity".
Walter, who was sitting diagonally opposite, adjusted his glasses and felt for the first time that old ginger was not necessarily spicy, otherwise there was no reason for him and Ji Zi to become one of the first "victims" of the new drink.
As for the other "one", Pam is still hiding in the observation car and dares not step into the party car again, for fear that she will follow in the footsteps of the Underworld Duke Afrit.
"Have you finished dealing with the trivial matters at Origami University?" Ji Zi subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to take a sip of coffee, but suddenly thought of something. She changed her movement of reaching out to grasp the cup and tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears.
"No, but it's almost there. With the help of the Rememberer and the Sea Ranger, those monkeys should disappear without a trace after a while..." Jiang Fan paused, and suddenly remembered the ninja rapper girl. "As for the new look of Origami University after dealing with the sleeping banana monkey, that's another story."
"Don't worry, the memetic virus carried by that little ranger girl is not that bad. I made a small change, just a little bit." Heita said softly.
"A little bit? It should be a billion bits, right?" Jiang Fan muttered in his heart.
In fact, he had heard Heita say this not long ago. Before the martial arts ceremony began, Heita had looked for him, meaning to ask whether the ancestor met the requirements to participate in the martial arts ceremony.
Since there had been no precedent of mechanical life forms participating in previous martial arts ceremonies, Jiang Fan was obviously a little hesitant.
After all, one's own business knows one's own business. The ancestor's current firepower ratio is enough to stuff the barrel of a gun into the mouth of the Doomsday Beast and fire it as a firecracker, and he can also kick it like a ball.
So after careful consideration, Jiang Fan still refused, saying it was unfair.
Unexpectedly, Heita would argue that he had made some minor changes to the ancestor, which fully complied with the requirements for participating in the martial arts ceremony.
With the idea of creating a precedent where there was none, Jiang Fan accompanied Heita back to the outer cabin outside the space station.
The First Ancestor sat on a giant staircase made of an indecipherable metal. In front of him was a giant screen more than ten meters long, on which an old game called "Star Cheetah" was running.
Looking at the current score of the First Ancestor, he is on track to break the Silver Wolf record.
The first thing Jiang Fan thought when he saw the ancestor was that something was wrong. He felt that the ancestor was actually moving towards the direction of an otaku, and his sitting posture was inexplicably familiar, just like a certain gray-haired guy.
He suppressed the urge to pull Xing out and beat him up, and stood beside the Ancestor, looking it up and down, trying to see if there were any changes in the black tower.
Well... newly modified star destroyer cannon... newly modified external armor... newly installed plasma cutting saw, and the newly installed "8000 Kills" nuclear strike system.
Because of the recent martial arts ceremony, Jiang Fan hadn't met the ancestor for a while, and the occasional chat was through the Internet.
Jiang Fan obviously didn't expect that the so-called small change of the Black Tower would be so appalling. His face darkened and he thought that he must not let the ancestor participate in the competition.
But in the eyes of Heita, the ancestor was like an old butler with thinning hair and gray beard. Every time he upgraded it and replaced it with new equipment, it was like a great emperor who had returned from cultivating immortals and extended the life of a mortal old man.
Even though this mortal old man's life had been extended by it to the Tribulation Crossing Stage, in the eyes of this great emperor, he was still very old and weak, the kind that would break if touched.
That's why Jiang Fan felt that the slight change in Heita's words might eventually shock the entire Origami University.
"Don't worry about Pinocchio for now. Anyway, there is no trend of getting worse." Jiang Fan shook his head, "Let's talk about Omphalos."
"Recently, I asked several other members of the Genius Club, including Screw Gumu and Ruan Mei, and they had never even heard of the name Omphalos. This shows that the Omphalos issue is much deeper than I initially thought."
Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Our first few options were Rusalka, Melustain and Edo Star. Omphalos was the destination recommended by Black Swan later."
"Considering the current fuel problem of the train, Omphalos is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment." Walter said softly, "This is a world that even Akivilli has not explored. If it succeeds, the fuel problem can be solved."
"Well, from today's perspective, the world that Akivali has never set foot in is a rare concept, but for the train back then, this was almost a daily routine. Touching the edge of the world is the meaning of pioneering." Jizi nodded.
"I think this matter needs further consideration..." Jiang Fan drank Suleda with a serious expression.
Heita lowered her head and drank Suleda in small sips without expressing any opinion. She stared straight at the twinkling stars outside the window, with some emotions brewing in her eyes, like the precursor of a storm.