freenovelworld Chapter 337 Ascension Theory
Chapter 337 Ascension Theory
Chapter 337 Ascension Theory
The carrier strike group headed south. Compared to the Federation fleet, which had set off much earlier, this fleet was significantly behind, but this did not mean that its strength was inferior to that of the Federation fleet.
On the contrary, thanks to the advancement of the Big Data Project, China's technology has made significant progress, including in the navy.
In addition, thanks to the technological investments brought by the reincarnators, some advanced foreign technologies that do not belong to this era have also been integrated into Shenzhou's technology tree, including nanorobot technology.
With the nano prototype machine invested in by the Red Dragon Squad, the Academy of Sciences quickly developed its own nano replicator. The higher-ups saw the potential of this technology and invested a lot of resources to promote the related technology at all costs.
"China is on the verge of ascension."
Hongyue stood on the aircraft carrier deck, gazing at the calm sea.
"Even without us, they can still ascend through the Great Ascension Project, although they might be aiming for ascension with cybernetic bodies."
"Captain, you're spouting those ascension theories we don't understand again."
His teammates helplessly held their foreheads, wanting to interrupt their captain's rambling.
His captain, Hong Yue, was an ordinary citizen of a certain interstellar civilization before being recruited by the God Space. He not only possessed three-star level power from birth, but also knew many things that the former FTL civilization did not know.
The theory of ascension is one of them.
"These are not just empty words; I hope you will remember them well, so that when I leave, you can..."
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Hongyue showed no impatience and continued to impart knowledge to his teammates, the usefulness of which was uncertain.
History is a spiral process, and in each cycle, there are major leaps in technology, politics, and culture, which usually occur after periods of turmoil...
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The unfamiliar voice startled Hongyue slightly.
Without turning his head, he continued facing the sea, "That's right, your summary is spot on; that's exactly the point I was making."
"In that case, can we identify such a core premise in order to shorten the cycle time?" the voice asked again.
"It is theoretically feasible. Before I left my hometown, it was one of our country's key projects."
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"You have a great country," Modi exclaimed sincerely.
Regardless of the form of government a country maintains, the ability to discover this pattern and try to utilize it indicates that it is still moving forward.
"I have always been proud of her."
Hongyue finally turned around and looked at the young man who had appeared out of nowhere.
In his eyes, the young man stood shoulder to shoulder with him, while his teammates and naval officers and soldiers around him ignored him.
After a moment's thought, he realized one thing: he couldn't afford to offend this young man.
He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Hongyue from the Crimson Dragon Team, may I ask your honorable name?"
"The Styx River, let's just say it's a collaborator of Umbrella Corporation."
Modi returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute, his tone as natural as if he were greeting a neighbor.
Upon hearing the term "protective umbrella," Hongyue was somewhat surprised, but then revealed an expression of "I knew it."
"The Umbrella Squad... I see."
I had heard rumors that a team had violated regulations by summoning a six-star level expert. It turns out that the team was the Umbrella Team, which had never shown its face.
He had heard a little about this team, not because they had any outstanding members, but because they were too mediocre. All five members were five-star level, but there was no particularly outstanding individual among them.
In a sense, moderation is also a characteristic.
"Since you are a collaborator with Umbrella Corporation, why did you deliberately leak this information?" Hong Yue asked, puzzled.
"Actually, Huo Wen knows about this, and he even asked me to pass on a message to you."
Mo Di crossed his arms, thought for a moment, and then, mimicking Huo Wen's tone, said word for word, "Hong Yue, I am no match for you, but when two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. You don't want all the new talents you've painstakingly trained to die, do you?"
It's hardened; its fists have hardened.
"I can tell from that, that's the kind of thing Huo Wen would say." Hong Yue's eye twitched. "What else did he say?"
"You are the most dangerous of all the reincarnators in this world. He knows what you want, and he plans to cooperate with the Red Dragon Team."
Modi repeated Huo Wen's meaning without any personal emotion.
This is a wise move. Even if they become the King of Demons, even if Huo Wen and Yuri are tied together, they may not be able to kill Hong Yue.
According to Huo Wen, he fought Hong Yue in the octagon when he was in the God Space, along with three other five-star reincarnators.
The final result was disastrous; all four of them were completely overpowered and beaten by Hongyue.
If it weren't for teammates dragging them down, the Crimson Dragon Team led by Hong Yue would be considered the strongest team below six stars.
"Please tell him for me that I have agreed to this."
Hongyue lowered his head slightly, and agreed to the matter without much thought.
Because he knew that even if he thought about it, he couldn't change anything; the six-star level being in front of him was the best deterrent.
"I understand Huo Wen's purpose, but surely your intentions go beyond that?"
He didn't believe that Huo Wen would send a six-star being to run errands for such a trivial matter. Besides, Huo Wen probably couldn't command a six-star being anyway; it was most likely that Styx had other plans.
"Exchange, discussion," Modi said bluntly. "I know your background, and I also need the interstellar age theories you have mastered."
In reality, he was more interested in the theory of ascension, but even Hong Yue didn't know much about it, so he had to settle for second best and see if he could obtain knowledge from other interstellar eras.
"That's not a problem," Hongyue agreed.
Although he wasn't one of those scientific officials who could single-handedly advance a field, he was still a researcher at a research center and had received a proper interstellar education.
The amount of knowledge he possesses is enough to overwhelm any indigenous group in the world today.
Modi had a pleasant conversation with him. Although he didn't manage to get the theory of ascension, he did gain a lot of knowledge about the interstellar era.
Biology accounted for the largest proportion of the data, and Modi even obtained a lot of data about the Star Beasts from the thoughts he received.
"Star Eater, Wraith, Void Spawn... all are undoubtedly Leviathan behemoths."
Modi clapped his hands, his gaze toward Hongyue becoming even more amiable.
On the surface, he appears unchanged, but beneath this human skin lies a constantly churning sea of blood.
The genetic data of those world-destroying star beasts have all been integrated by the Blood Sea. If the current situation weren't inappropriate, he might have torn off his human skin to properly experience his new power.
"Besides exchanging technical information with you, I also wanted to meet you and Shenzhou, the company you joined."
Modi gazed northward, a touch of reminiscence stirring within him.
"This land, though it may seem similar, is ultimately not my motherland," he said. "I only have one motherland, but I still can't find the way back to take a look."
A hint of confusion appeared in Hongyue's eyes.
"Could he be from some parallel world's China?" he wondered to himself.
"I had prepared a gift for ascension, but now it seems it's unnecessary," Mordy continued. "I've spoken with Yuri, and we'll give them a chance; it all depends on whether they can achieve ascension."
"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Hongyue was still confused. Although he was very annoyed by this kind of riddle-solving person, he didn't dare to ask.
He secretly vowed: When I get promoted, I will also become a riddle teller and tell riddles to my heart's content.
"Oh, right, and you too," Modi looked at him again, pointing directly, "You're probably just one step away from promotion, aren't you?"
Seeing Hongyue nod, he said in a tone of someone who had been through it all, "As someone who has been through it all, I may not be able to help you get promoted, but I can still give you some pointers."
After a moment of stunned silence, Hongyue's expression turned serious, and he leaned forward slightly. "I am all ears."
Although Modi's advancement method can be described as miraculous, and he doesn't know how normal people advance, he is ultimately an immortal, that is, a six-star level individual in the Main God Space.
His insights, even if they may not apply to everyone, can still serve as a reference for Hongyue.
"Your country and your civilization must have achieved many remarkable accomplishments, namely ascension. For you, advancing to the sixth star is much easier than for others."
Hongyue's body made Mo Di feel a little sour.
If he had that foundation, he wouldn't have needed to plan the dragon hunt in the first place; he could have just followed the established procedures.
"That's all I have to say. Whether you believe it or not, and to what extent, is entirely up to you."
He waved his hand, and his figure gradually became ethereal.
Before leaving, he remembered something and reminded him, "By the way, a certain reincarnation team pulled off something."
"What job?" Hongyue asked instinctively.
"It wasn't a big deal; it just involved bringing the Forgotten Realm over. Come to think of it, that's pretty normal, since this world is located in the Forgotten Realm's battle zone..."
His voice grew softer and softer until it abruptly stopped, but Modi's meaning was still clearly conveyed.
At least Hongyue fully understood.
"This world is already a cesspool enough, why would anyone want to add more filth into it?"
He covered his face and sighed deeply.
If he finds out which team did this, he'll definitely hang that team's captain up and beat him; he swears he will.
"Pass on my order: return to base."
"Huh? We're turning back before we've even finished our mission?" His teammates were puzzled.
"There's no need to go to Antarctica anymore; we should prepare for the next crisis."
His teammates were still puzzled, but they still relayed his order to the fleet commander.
Due to the Red Dragon Team's unparalleled status in China and the crisis intelligence revealed by Hong Yue, the higher-ups took his decision very seriously and immediately ordered a return flight.
The fleet that had reached the South Pacific turned back, but before they arrived, Hongyue’s figure appeared on the deck once again.
Unlike his previous calm gaze at the sea, he now looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed with solemnity.
"They're here, they're here."
As soon as the words were spoken, a magnificent color spread across the horizon, like a drop of ink falling into water, easily coloring the blue sky with its own hue.
A nebula-like spectacle unfolded in the sky, and the naval officers, soldiers, and reincarnators on the ship all witnessed it.
A nameless fear seeped into their hearts, but it didn't stop them from thinking. After all, having seen so many monsters and demons, they naturally developed a certain immunity.
"Mr. Hong, what's going on?"
"Remember the crisis I just warned you about? This is it."
The sky, tinged with vibrant colors, rippled, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, one after another, horns emerged from the center of the swirling ripples.
After the ramming, several thick, long tentacles swayed slightly, and chitinous armor covered the hull, with patterns of different colors running across it.
Most striking of all are the two eyes growing on the ship's hull; it is these eyes that exude a chilling malice.
Ferocious and evil—that's most people's first impression of them.
"That's... the Mind Flayer fleet?"
Hongyue's face darkened; he seemed to know who had done this.
"Jeremy, are all your family members open source?!"
At the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, the black and gold dragon, which had been sleeping with its eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
With each long breath, the surrounding radiation dose rose sharply, reaching a level within seconds high enough to turn any ordinary human who stepped into this place into pus within a short time.
The dragon beast that stood upright showed no discomfort; instead, it stretched comfortably.
A deep, dinosaur-like roar echoed through the nuclear power plant. Inside the building, the Blood God's children stopped working in unison, turning into blood that flowed into the dragon beast's body.
"I lack nothing," Modi said, tearing open the surface of the world as if it were a piece of paper, creating a doorway large enough for him to leave.
Take a step and pass through the door.
The next moment, Modi, who had returned to the real world, was smeared in the face.
"Mental Explosion?"
With a blank expression, Mordi wiped away the aftershocks and looked up at the Mind Flayer fleet that blotted out the sky.
On the ground, the city, ravaged by war, was devastated, echoing with pitiful wails and screams, as if denouncing the atrocities of the invaders.
The anti-aircraft guns fired without stopping, and the solid projectiles hit the Nautilus airship's mental shield, creating ripples.
The Apocalypse Tank moved its cannon and fired fiercely at the target. With its powerful firepower, it shattered the shields from time to time and then shot down the airship.
"Comrade General, our Apocalypse Tanks have powerful firepower, enough to withstand these suddenly appearing alien invaders."
Hearing his adjutant's words, the general who was giving orders frowned and said, "But there are too many of them. It will be difficult for us to defeat them before the steel torrent gathers."
"Reinforcements are on their way, as long as we hold on a little longer... Comrade General, look what's that?"
On the screen, a dragon beast composed of black and gold stands on the earth.
He opened his gaping maw, and a purple light shone from his throat.
"G?!" The general leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the behemoth on the screen. "What is this supposed to be?"
He didn't know, but he soon saw the truth.
The dragon beast bent down, black mist gushed from its throat, and its pupils were covered by nictitating membranes. Then, flames replaced the black mist and swept towards the sky.
"Is G breathing on those aliens? But the power is far too weak..."
Before the adjutant could finish speaking, his eyes widened suddenly.
The flames turned purple and continued to shrink, eventually converging into a stream of high-temperature purple radiation.
The dragon slowly turned its head, and the stream of radiation moved accordingly.
In just a few seconds, the purple beam swept across the sky, wiping out half of the Mind Flayer fleet.