Clicking on this message reveals no audio or video, only a short text message.
"Small hunting boat on the outer perimeter of the Seventh Fleet of the Defense Force, number XXXX, encountered an invisible, strange, aberrant creature... Escape... Explosion, stranded in an alternate universe... Discovered a new cosmic race, discovered aberrant beings, discovered 'gods', request confirmation of the existence of Siclovis, please search for information on the existence of the Light of Sloyindares, this is extremely important, repeat, this is extremely important... We have seen gods! To reiterate, we have seen gods... Requesting rescue, requesting rescue... We..."
The text-based signal may have encountered some unforeseen circumstances upon reaching this terminal.
I remember when I first received the signal, it was my first year as a formal soldier of the Dalos Empire, and I sent the information to the military rescue fleet very seriously.
However, due to the weak signal and unclear location, accurate positioning was not possible.
Moreover, the content above is so absurd that it makes one doubt its authenticity.
Furthermore, the signal was received a year after the small boat disappeared in the Darlos calendar, but although the location it gave was vague, preliminary calculations indicated it was hundreds of millions of light-years away or even further.
Very well, given the distance, not to mention the cost of the rescue ship getting there, the authenticity of the signal itself is questionable.
How did you manage to send this signal across hundreds of millions of light-years without any civilization's base stations, and in just one year of the Dalos calendar?
Some stranded soldiers, fearing they won't be rescued, will also spout nonsense.
Combining the above about the gods, the gods, and the "Siclovis," a religious deity of the old era whose existence is only briefly mentioned in the history books of the Freedom.
The military quickly characterized the signal as "worthless and not to be dealt with," and it was subsequently buried and forgotten.
To be honest, due to the intensity of the alliance's confrontation, there are not only frictions with the aberrant entities, but also from time to time within the alliance itself. These small distress signals are processed in hundreds or even more every year.
There are only two parties who will take over: one is the signal base station or tower where he is located, and the other is the rescue fleet. Only high-level targets or extremely valuable entities will be reported to higher authorities.
I don't know how things are going with the rescue fleet. Given the Empire's current casualty rate, after nearly 20 years, most of the officers who were on the front lines have either been killed or applied for retirement.
In other words, only you know about this signal!
"Knock knock knock knock~~"
The heart that was attached to Dalos's chest began to pound violently, and he felt a strange sense of mission rising within him.
...
The military intelligence center of the Dalos Empire is also currently very busy.
These green-skinned, wrinkled people were busy analyzing various data on the Protoss Protoss, as well as data from external sources and previous reports from the 301st Fleet, to determine the true strength of the Protoss fleet.
The more I analyzed it, the more shocked and even intimidated I became.
The power of this Protoss Protoss is simply outrageous. Not only was the issue of the recovery ship analyzed by the adjutant of the 301st Fleet, but other details were also listed one by one.
"Look closely at these two mechs, one red and one blue. The rate of change in some of their movements is so high that it is impossible to analyze them accurately by waveband. In this kind of high-speed, high-overload combat, no matter how advanced their technology is, the mechs are in a real-time combat state, unlike a spaceship in warp drive, where the crew and the ship can be in sync with each other's inertia."
"In other words, every time they turn, they have to withstand the inertial pressure equivalent to the previous full speed. Do you really think any human body can do that?"
An analyst excitedly pointed to the constantly moving mech battle on the 3D screen, describing his analysis.
Another analyst, equally excited, clicked on another video clip.
Those were beams of light attacking the void, each bearing runes that seemed to appear out of thin air.
"See that? Here! These symbols don't exist on the ship's hull; they appeared spontaneously in the void of space. This must be a previously undiscovered cosmic law, and it must be the fundamental reason for the Protoss's power!"
One analyst pointed to the results of the attack.
"Their seemingly off-target attack actually erased a natural node. This is no longer an attack in the ordinary material realm, but one at the spacetime level!"
The officer in charge of the intelligence center felt somewhat irritated as he watched his subordinates shouting and arguing excitedly.
Yes, these things are indeed astonishing, but only through these experiences can one gradually understand the breathtaking power of the Protoss. This only makes the order from above to "find their weaknesses" seem even more hopeless.
At that moment, a liaison officer called out.
"Sir, the space communication tower on the 29th outer colony has sent an urgent communication request. It claims to have found a potentially valuable clue."
The space communication tower on the 29th colony planet? One of those signal outposts with basically only two people, some even just one? What valuable things could there possibly be?
Despite this thought, the officer still had the liaison officer take the call, but it turned out to be a private communication from his side.
The screen displayed a face as excited as the intelligence center analysts.
"Sir! I have a distress signal here that has been sealed away for 17 years. It mentions the Light of Sloindares. Please take it seriously! Please take it seriously!"
"What!!!"
The intelligence center chief shouted, startling his subordinates into silence.
The signal was from 17 years ago, and it originated from a distress call from one of their own soldiers.
The official's mind raced. He didn't have time to consider the potential responsibility that might result from ignoring this signal. Instead, he thought of various possible responses based on the principle of imperial supremacy.
"What's your name, soldier?"
The soldiers opposite him straightened their chests.
“Reporting to the sir! My name is Bibilut. I always believed this signal data would be useful, so I backed it up before the system deleted it and have carefully preserved it for 17 years!”
Upon hearing this, even the commanding officer felt a deep respect for this unassuming soldier.
"Good job, soldier! A high-speed private shuttle will be on its way to pick you up soon. We need to go to the capital planet immediately!"
After speaking, the officer sent the message to the Royal High Security Department via a highly encrypted channel.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief after doing all this, at least he had a partial result.
As for the sender of the distress signal, nearly twenty years have passed. Given the constant dangers of alien viruses, environmental changes, and hostile relations, survival seemed virtually impossible. But if they truly encountered something incredible...
Thinking of this, the officer immediately searched for the word "Siklovis". He had just felt that it was familiar, but his attention was focused on "Sloyindares Light".
However, this term cannot be found in the intelligence department's database.
How could this be? Since it felt familiar, he must have seen it somewhere before. Undeterred, he opened the Empire Network and searched online, but still couldn't find any information.
Just when I was about to give up, I finally found a matching record.
The word "Siclovis" appeared in a message published more than a decade ago in the Dalos calendar, titled "Complete Abolition of Old-Era Textbooks".
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