The researcher in charge of controlling the nanorobots responded and then focused on operating the control panel.
After a brief pause, a large clump of silvery-white nanobots dispersed instantly and then burrowed into various narrow crevices.
Next comes zero work.
With the help of powerful computing capabilities, these nanobots quickly identified a passageway through the gate.
The silvery-white substance, like flowing water, emerged from the cracks and then coalesced again in the air.
These nanobots paused briefly at the gate before swarming toward the tightly closed door!
...
"Your Excellency Augustus, the number of unexplained deaths has reached 100."
A man dressed in black, Lyle, reported solemnly to Augustus in front of him.
Augustus sighed deeply.
It's increased again.
In just three days, the number of deaths from unknown causes rose from single digits to over 100.
"What were the test results?"
"Did you find anything...?"
Augustus already had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't want to say the word.
Lyle, dressed in black, slowly shook his head: "No pathogenic factors have been found so far."
Hearing this, Augustus breathed a slight sigh of relief and crossed out the terrible guess in his mind.
It seems that it was not caused by an unknown infectious disease.
"Alright, go ahead and get busy." Augustus waved his hand wearily. "Remember, this matter must be kept secret."
Deep underground, morale is low, and any unexpected situation would be a huge blow to everyone.
He couldn't even imagine what would happen then!
Lyle opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
In the end, he simply sighed softly and replied in a low voice, "Yes, Your Excellency Augustus."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, his face full of hesitation, and said, "Your Excellency Augustus, the investigation has found that all the deceased patients felt extremely tired before the onset of their illness, you..."
Augustus's face instantly turned ugly!
"Shut up!"
He shouted, "I could never have this damn disease!"
After saying that, Augustus suddenly opened his breathing hole and took several deep breaths.
impossible!
Since the breakthrough in biotechnology of the Proxima Centauri civilization, he has not been sick for hundreds of years!
"Impossible...impossible..."
Feeling the intense dizziness emanating from his mind, a strong sense of fear appeared in his three pairs of eyes.
"Bang!"
The sound of the heavy object falling drew the attention of everyone present.
"Lord Augustus!"
Augustus slowly closed his heavy eyelids, and heard muffled shouts in his ears.
...
A state of chaos.
Who am I...? Where am I...?
"Vitality signs are rapidly deteriorating, prepare to use..."
"Lord Augustus! Hold on!"
That voice... sounds somewhat familiar.
The next moment, a strong stimulation came from his chest, and fragments of memory flooded into his mind.
I remember now... His name was Augustus.
Lyle, the chief of the Proxima Centauri civilization.
Is he... sick?
No, how could he be sick? How could he possibly be sick?
Microbes on Proxima Centauri b...
etc……
A sudden flash of inspiration struck him.
He understood! He understood everything!
Another intense stimulation.
"Cough, cough!"
He took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes!
"Lord Augustus, you're awake?"
Naltes' face appeared before him: "Your condition is not good right now, we are preparing..."
Augustus opened his mouth with difficulty and said in a low voice, "Investigate at the genetic level!"
"I suspect that a civilization in the solar system was behind this!"
Nartes was suddenly taken aback: "The genetic level?"
Augustus, panting heavily, began to explain in a low voice.
"Do you remember that Atocha we executed many years ago?"
Naltes hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I vaguely remember you, you're the Atocha who was executed, right?"
"Do you know why?" Augustus asked, a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
Naltes shook his head: "The news was well-sealed at the time. I only heard that it was an operational error and that I was convicted of anti-civilization."
Augustus shook his mind organs violently, trying to alleviate the excruciating pain emanating from them.
"He sent his genome information to the solar system."
As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of gasps erupted from the surrounding crowd.
"What?! Genome information?!" Naltus exclaimed, his six eyes widening in shock. "How dare he do this?!"
Augustus's breath grew weaker and weaker: "Leaving aside the matter of that Atocha, think about this period of time. The solar system civilization has only sent a few small starships and has not made any other moves. It is completely different from the grand offensives they used to launch."
“Something’s definitely up to no good. I should have known better…”
Nartes fell silent.
"Remember... investigate at the genetic level, and be quick..."
Augustus's voice grew weaker and weaker until it disappeared.
A crisp alarm sounded.
"Vitality signs have disappeared."
A Lyle cried out in alarm, "Lord Augustus... is dead!"
Nartes did not speak.
He remained silent for a long time, then raised his hand and waved it gently: "Let's go, we should continue to look for the cause of the illness."
...
One month later.
"Professor, it's time for the appointment."
Zero's notification sounded in the office.
Lu Yongchang looked up at the holographic image directly in front of him, a look of realization flashing in his eyes: "So fast..."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked toward the office door.
"Zero, get ready, we should start working."
The office door closed, and the holographic projection and various lights slowly went out under Zero's control.
Subsequently, notifications were sent to various researchers.
...
A few hours later.
More than one hundred Xuan Nu II ships lined up in a neat formation and headed toward Proxima Centauri b.
Inside were fully armed robots.
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Lü Yongchang decided to use a robot for the first exploration mission.
"Yongchang, has there been any further updates regarding the nanorobots?"
As soon as he entered the command center, Fang Xu asked Lü Yongchang.
Lü Yongchang shrugged: "Of course not."
"The fact that these nanobots were able to successfully enter the underground city is already the limit."
"Without further energy replenishment, I estimate that these nanobots are now scattered throughout the underground city."
Fang Xu hesitated for a moment before asking, "What if the genetic data that Proxima Centauri sent us is fake?"
Lu Yongchang gestured towards the holographic projection.
"If it's fake, then we'll have to resort to physical extermination."
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