I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1165 - 689 Straight into the Lair_1

Chapter 1165: Chapter 689: Straight into the Lair_1

Chapter 1165 -689: Straight into the Lair_1

In the chat among the core members of the Sage Project, they had imagined the previous life’s Harrison Clark as a top student.

Now, Nico Ross’s extraordinary performance in the face of Snowflake ship had become a strong proof of him being a “top student” in the Sage Project.

But if Nico Ross knew what these people were talking about at this moment, if he had already recovered Harrison Clark’s memory, then he might say something like this.

“You guys really think highly of me. All of this used to be the most basic common sense! At any time, I was always a poor student, okay?”

To ordinary people, Microscopic Termites were terrifying.

Just ten microscopic ants would take less than 1 second to disintegrate an adult into energy particle blocks.

But the Flying Tiger Team were not ordinary people; they were well-trained soldiers.

Although the training armor they wore was of average performance, it was enough to deal with the space insects that 27th-century miners had to face, along with Nico Ross’s pre-arranged perfect combat plan. They were prepared, and the problem was not that big as they advanced nearly a hundred meters deep without any danger.

Finally, they saw the lair of Microscopic Termites.

It was a circular transparent tank with a diameter of nearly 20 meters.

At the bottom of the tank floated almost half of the green fluorescent gel-like radioactive liquid.

On the upper half portion of the tank wall, not covered by the liquid, a large number of metallic protrusions, some nearly two meters high, most only the height of a fingertip had been extended.

These protrusions also covered the outer metal structure of the shipwreck, with the tallest measuring several meters.

Each protrusion was a nest, inhabited by millions, up to trillions, of microscopic termites.

The information system indicated that there was a total of 1.7 quintillion microscopic termites here, more than three times the total amount of ants on Earth.

At first glance, light blue networks were densely intertwined on the inner wall, outer wall, and outer metal structure of the tank, like moss growing on the limestone of a limestone cave.

These layers of blue network lines would occasionally wriggle and move, like rivers changing course.

The body length of a microscopic termite was only about ten microns, which is almost impossible to see with the human eye.

However, if a large number of individuals gathered together and moved in the same direction, it would form thick or thin blue lines like a river.

Each line represented tens of millions, or even hundreds of billions, of microscopic termites migrating in some sense.

Nico Ross pointed to a protrusion inside the tank that was nearly two meters high and had a diameter of 0.5 meters at the bottom, saying, “This is the capital of the microscopic termites, where the queen ant resides.”

“The capital? Even these lousy insects can have a capital?” Edgar Julian sneered with disdain.

Leopards can’t change their spots.

In Edgar’s mature yet immature teenage mentality, perhaps challenging Nico Ross, the overly dazzling team leader who was secretly admired by many, was a kind of life pleasure.

Prior to this, Edgar Julian had been just an ordinary soldier.

He was precocious in terms of intelligence, but somewhat lacking in emotional intelligence.

Through intelligence, Edgar knew that he, who had failed in the elimination system, should have been sent to the Second Pioneer Academy.

But this did not happen.

Edgar also knew that the situation was the same for others.

He had asked his parents about this matter after returning home, and the conclusion was that the Flying Tiger Team existed for Nico Ross.

They were all just playing the role of accompanying Prince’s study as accompanying scholar students.

His parents told Edgar that the leader’s arrangement must have some deep and far-reaching plans behind it.

The secret mission that the Flying Tiger Team members participated in must have been of great significance.

His parents urged Edgar to perform well in class.

However, as much as they said this, Edgar found it difficult to control himself during class activities.

Sophie Lee impatiently glanced at Edgar, “All talk, no action. What do you know? If it were just individual microscopic termites, they might indeed just be ordinary insects. But the queen ant is like our super-brain. She can integrate the Quantum Entanglement generated by countless tiny individuals into a massive computing power, commanding everything from top to bottom in the world of microscopic termites. From an astrobiology perspective, microscopic termites are, in a sense, no different from human collective intelligence, only without any emotional fluctuations.”

“Regardless of what you say, aren’t we still in a virtual competition field now? The queen ant and the microscopic termites are just things calculated and simulated by the main brain, the Star. They’re no better than humans, are they?”

At this moment, John Rowland, who was standing beside them, pondered Edgar’s words and suddenly reacted.

He knew the team leader’s plan now.

Firstly, the queen ant was a tool used by humans in the 27th century.

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No matter how many times had passed and how many iterations the queen ant had undergone, the underlying genes that determined its life form must have retained some of the “backdoor codes” left by the engineers at that time.

Moreover, as Edgar said, no matter how complex the structure of the queen ant is or how profound the “backdoor code” is, it is still a product created by the main brain, the Star, using modern algorithms, which means that no matter how complex the changes it possesses, they are always consistent.

For everything in this competition field, the source code of the Star is like the actual energy that constitutes the universe.

Once they captured the “source code” used by the main brain, the Star, they would surely deduce the “backdoor code” of the queen ant.”Check your equipment one more time, then I’ll start the countdown. Ten seconds later, we move forward. Edgar, Mata, John, and I will charge towards the culture tank and get within two meters of the Queen Ant. The rest of you are responsible for breaking the tank and building a firepower-interwoven net around us. Don’t let any termites get on us.”

“Ten, nine… three, two, one! Action!”

At Nico Ross’ command, the Flying Tiger Team began to advance as a whole.

When they were within thirty meters of the culture tank, a barely audible buzzing sound resonated within everyone’s training armor masks, indicating that the Queen Ant had detected the intruders and issued a defense command through quantum information broadcasting.

In the next instant, the previously calm Microscopic Termites river erupted into action.

The microscopic termites, which had been moving linearly along the surfaces of various objects like two-dimensional creatures, took to the sky one after another.

Blue lines intertwined like thousands of writhing snakes, rising from a two-dimensional painting to a three-dimensional storm sculpture, swirling in from all directions.

“Fire!”

Mata, who was responsible for monitoring the overall situation, raised his hands, and two metal rods the size of chalk and three meters long extended from the training armor’s left and right forearms.

From the top of the metal rods, two highly-concentrated laser streams gushed out.

This served as a shooting guidance location for the others, and also had a role in breaking through the enemy line.

Under Mata Nicholson’s guiding fire, both reserve teams on the flanks opened fire simultaneously, with ten conical diffusions of particle streams forming an hourglass shape.

The oncoming Microscopic Termites flood collided with the intersecting stream network, melting away in an instant, as if evaporated by the scorching summer sun.

As the ten reserve team members’ gun muzzles slowly rotated, the focal point of the hourglass slid forward segment by segment, gradually approaching the three-meter diameter mouth of the culture tank.

There used to be a heavy-core alloy cap here, but it had long been chewed through and penetrated by the awakened space termites.

With Nico Ross at the forefront, Mata following closely behind, and the others scattered in the middle, they moved forward bit by bit along the hourglass focal point.

Leading the logistical group, Ponkt followed right behind the first sequence, expanding the energy shield, and linking it together under the temporary coordination program he compiled, to defend against the microscopic termites that pounced from behind.

Finally, Nico Ross and his companions approached the bottle’s mouth, hovering above it.

Nico Ross then activated his full training armor power, turned on the maximum active energy shield, charged headfirst into the wave-like microscopic termites swarming out of the bottle’s opening.

He collided with them.

Blinding light flared on the surface of Nico Ross’ armor, marking the violent release of energy.

He shattered the oncoming termites’ aggregated impact stream in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the four logistics team members behind him moved forward a bit, shooting eight fingernail-sized spheres from both their left and right forearms, landing on the culture tank’s body.

Eight spheres formed a perfect circle around the tank’s mouth, each releasing a linear stream of energy to its side, connecting them into a complete circle of matter and energy.

Ponkt issued an explosion order through brainwave commands.

In a series of chain explosions, a large hole was blown open at the top of the culture tank.

Mata, Edgar, and John entered the tank, while the firepower support from the rest of the team increased its output power.

The counterattack of the microscopic termites suddenly intensified.

Everyone began to feel the pressure.

Nico Ross continued to close the distance between himself and the Queen Ant, while commanding Mata: “Run the scanner at overload, analyze the Queen Ant’s genetic information, and then relay it to me.”

Mata: “I need enough energy support!”

“Here it comes!”

Ponkt had already completed the energy distribution.

Eleven members in logistics and intelligence groups extended energy supply lines from behind their training armor, connecting to the conversion module on Ponkt’s back.

A thicker energy supply line emerged from Ponkt’s chest, coiling forward like a python, connecting to Mata’s back.

As soon as the energy index at the top of the faceplate changed from insufficient red to abundant green, Mata immediately maxed out the power of the high-precision scanner.

Five seconds later, Nico Ross received the detailed data.

Shortly after, Ponkt, following Nico Ross’ prearranged plan, withdrew the energy supply line from Mata and transferred it to Nico Ross’ armor.

Nico Ross raised the performance of his armor’s built-in computer to its highest level, performing rapid retrieval-style analysis of the Queen Ant’s genetic information.

A series of descriptive data appeared on his faceplate, and Nico Ross began to compare it with his existing knowledge of biology, astrobiology, and engineering, quickly completing the program requirements in his mind.

After ten seconds, Nico Ross forwarded the raw programming information package to John Rowland.

“It’s up to you now!”

At the same time John received the information package, Ponkt had already connected his energy supply line to her armor.