Chapter 1367: 448. Many people! Come quickly! _2
As for why the navigation computer didn’t take over the ship after the Undying’s souls were sucked away by the black hole, that can be explained more easily. It involves mechanical operational errors, abnormal linking of electronic brains, and so on.
For example, after the players’ bodies lost their souls, they might have accidentally leaned forward and pressed down on the acceleration lever, causing the spaceship to move forward in a straight line.
Another example is that after the players’ souls entered the black hole, their electronic brains mechanically executed the last command given, which was to move forward in a straight line, and that led to the accident.
Regardless, the plundering team breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.
The collision incidents involving several battleships were not enough to attract the attention of the “space police” — the Security Guards of the United Bureau.
However, as time passed, more and more collision incidents occurred. noveldrama
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One ship after another lost control, careening wildly in the docking area near the black hole.
Just as the plundering team was on tenterhooks, fearing that the anomaly would draw the Security Guards, a top-secret message from the Alliance’s headquarters appeared in everyone’s electronic brains.
This was a piece of encrypted video information.
After opening the video, an image of an Undying appeared on the screen.
According to the characters displayed on the screen, this person was a secret agent planted by Angel Enterprises Alliance within the United Bureau.
Just now, this Undying had sent a piece of information to the Redemption Angel Group, with the specific details contained in the video.
“Hello everyone, I’m a flight pilot who has been practicing for two and a half years.”
“I’ve received reliable news that the brain responsible for rendering the scenery inside and outside the Black Hole Magic Academy, as well as providing player data exchange services for that area, has experienced a serious communication accident.”
“Simply put, all players near the Black Hole Magic Academy, whether they are outside the black hole or inside the academy, will be disconnected and unable to log in for a short time.”
“Starry Sea game officials have already responded to the players’ disconnections and are currently working on emergency repairs. It is estimated that within the next 3 hours, the player characters near the Black Hole Magic Academy will be paralyzed.”
“Starry Sea officials promise to compensate players for any losses they incur during the disconnection period, so please be patient.”
After the video, a passage of text appeared, with instructions from the Redemption Angel Group’s headquarters for the plundering team to verify the situation on-site based on the video information to see if the message content was true.
For a moment, the atmosphere within the plundering team fell silent.
The reason was nothing short of the shocking news in the video.
All the pilots who came to take part in the plundering operation had some understanding of the “Undead.”
They knew the Undead often referred to themselves as players and always believed they were playing a large multiplayer online game called “Starry Sea.”
They were even more aware of what terms like “disconnection” and “losing connection” meant.
It meant!
For the next 3 hours, all player bodies and ships in the vicinity of the black hole would be in a state of helplessness ripe for the taking!
Not just the player bodies at the escort ship docking area, but also the elite players on the battleships would become targets for the plundering team.
Crucially, the strength of the players themselves was directly proportional to the specifications of the ships they piloted.
Inexperienced players piloted shuttles and escort ships.
Emerging players piloted cruisers and battle cruisers.
Only the truly elite could afford their own battleships, or rent them.
Earlier on, the Archangel Group had already proven with empirical evidence that only elite players like “Cucumber Slice” might withstand the toxicity of the synthetic cerebrospinal fluid.
Even if such players were dragged from the battleships, or taken back to the Alliance, wouldn’t that mean that the Alliance would quickly train a large number of Undead pilots?!
And these were pilots capable of flying Artificial Angels!
My God, this wonderful opportunity had come so unexpectedly?!
The plundering team couldn’t believe that they might actually bring about a major expansion in the Alliance’s forces.
Looking again at the top-secret message sent by the Group Command, everyone realized that the headquarters also wanted to expand their victory.
The headquarters planned to take advantage of this opportunity to capture a large number of elite players from the periphery of the black hole and bring them to the Alliance to forcibly become pilots for the Artificial Angels.
Only in this way could the Alliance successfully complete the task of drastically increasing its forces.
Everything now depended on how the plundering team responded to the Group Command.
Looking at the current scene, it was clear that the players were indeed experiencing a large-scale disconnection.
To put it further, even the pilot players in the plundering team were paralyzed due to disconnection, rather than their souls being sucked into the black hole.
A myriad of vivid examples laid before them, and the plundering team decided to reply truthfully immediately.
Interstellar communication suffers from significant delays.
The message had to be conveyed from the spies the group had planted within the United Bureau, which took a certain amount of time, and then from the group to the plundering team, which took additional time.
The same was true for the message sent back from the plundering team to the group.
All in all, the delays added up to at least 40 minutes.
If the players’ disconnection was only to last 3 hours, then about 22% of that golden time would be spent on the delay of message transmission.
This would undoubtedly add immense pressure to the subsequent raiding operation.
To ensure the capture of a sufficient number of elite players, the commanding officer of the raiding team bit the bullet and emphasized in the message that the group should bring more manpower.
Not only that, but the team commander also proposed bringing along electronic warfare interference ships and high-level engineering ships.
Reason being, from observations, it seemed the players’ battleships were equipped with extremely complex password locks.
If these locks weren’t cracked first, they would trigger an alarm during the drones’ cutting of the ship’s hull, thereafter automatically sending a distress signal to the United Bureau.
Considering the safety of the operation, vessels equipped with code-breaking capabilities—interference ships and high-level engineering ships—were absolutely essential for the upcoming mission.
After the message was sent, everyone waited quietly for a response.
The Artificial Angel pilot named Akjaso was immersed in a liquid that enhanced neural connection activity.
He looked around and was filled with a multitude of emotions.
Unexpected, truly unexpected.
When he had arrived, he brought only a few Artificial Angels and a small raiding squad.
But when he would return, he might be accompanied by hundreds or even thousands of battleships and engineering ships.
The number of participants and the quantity of ships in this raid had really grown like a snowball—getting bigger and accumulating more as they rolled on.
Soon, a large expanse of transition flashes emerged, shining as brilliantly as a Starry Sea.
The group’s reinforcements arrived even quicker than expected.
Calculating the time, it seemed that this massive support fleet had already left through the group’s Star Gate before the raiding team sent back their message.
The raiding team members smiled.
Seeing that the group was even more eager than them and far more desperate for the bodies of elite players.
Very good, the more urgent, the better; the more yearning, the better.
The merits of everyone on the raiding team were bound to soar.
Noland Lee’s harvest would also grow exponentially.
Everyone would have a bright and splendid future.
“Hehehe~~~”
In the Office Room of the Dean of the Black Hole Magic Academy.
Through the Magic Crystal Ball on his desk, Noland Lee observed every action of the raiding team.
Upon seeing that the Redemption Angel Group had dispatched no less than a thousand ships in one breath, Noland Lee knew that his scheme had been successful.
Some nonsense about no one needing the players’ bodies,
some malfunctions regarding the exchange of data within the Academy’s intelligence network, inside and out.
It was all a conspiracy, all a strategy, devoid of a shred of sentiment.
Noland Lee had merely used the ignorant players and “summoned” the Plane Core for a small collaboration to successfully attract over a thousand warships.
“Now comes the explosion moment.”
Noland Lee grinned and began to place high-power Magic Bombs on each ship.
“However, on second thought, the ‘Magic Pipe Network’ spell really is awesome. I tracked down the exact location of the Redemption Angel Group Headquarters perfectly along with the communication signals between the raiding team and the group.
“Hmm, once the business here is done, I will let the players invade the precise position of the Redemption Angel Group Headquarters and bring back all the Angel Crystals from there for me~~”
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