Chapter 689: Straight into the nest

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In the chat of the core members of the Xianzhe Project, they made up Chen Fengnao from the previous life as a master of learning.
Now Zheng Feng's extraordinary performance in the face of the Snowflake has become a strong proof that the sage is a "student tyrant".
But if Zheng Feng knew what these people were talking about at this time, and if he had recovered Chen Feng's memory, then he would probably complain like this.
"You really look up to me. At the beginning, these were common sense that was so basic that it couldn't be more basic! At any time, I'm just a scumbag?"
For ordinary people, microscopic termites are very scary.
Ten microscopic ants can decompose an adult into energy particle blocks in less than 1 second.
But the Flying Tigers are not ordinary people, they are well-trained fighters.
Although the training armors worn by everyone have mediocre performance, they deal with some space insects that the miners in the 27th century had to face, and Zheng Feng's perfect combat plan formulated in advance. The problem is not too big. Propelled inward nearly a hundred meters deep without danger.
Can be regarded as seeing the nest of microscopic termites.
This is a round transparent tank with a diameter of nearly 20 meters.
Near the bottom of the tank floats a nearly half-green colloidal radiation liquid.
The upper part of the tank wall, which is not covered by the liquid, has been expanded with a large number of metal protrusions that are nearly two meters high, most of which are only one finger high.
The metal structure of the shipwreck outside the tank is also covered with these protrusions, up to several meters.
Each bulge is a nest, in which there are as few as millions and as many as hundreds of billions of microscopic termites.
The intelligence system shows that there are 1.7 billion microscopic termites here, more than three times the total number of ants on the earth.
To the naked eye, the dense light blue network is intertwined on the inner and outer walls of the tank and the metal structure outside, such as moss growing on the cave bluestone.
The blue network lines on this layer meander and pupa from time to time, like a diverted river.
The body length of microscopic termites is only more than ten microns, which is almost impossible to see with the physiological structure of human eyes.
But if a large number of individuals gather together and travel in the same direction, they will form river-like blue lines that are thick or thin.
Each line represents the migration of microscopic termites ranging from tens of millions to tens of billions.
Zheng Feng pointed to a bulge nearly two meters high and 05 meters in diameter at the bottom, and said: "This is the capital of microscopic termites, and the queen is inside."
"The capital? Even this bug can have a capital?" Edgar Julian curled his lips, disdainfully.
The country is easy to change and its nature is hard to change.
In Edgar's mature and naive young mind, perhaps it is a kind of joy in life to stand up against Zheng Feng, the captain who is too dazzling and secretly favored by countless people.
Edgar Julian was just an ordinary warrior.
In terms of IQ, he is very precocious, but he still lacks in EQ.
Relying on IQ, Edgar knew that he who lost in the final elimination system should actually be sent to the Second Pioneer Academy.
But this did not happen.
Edgar also knew that the situation was the same for others.
After he returned home, he asked his parents about this matter, and he concluded that the Flying Tigers existed for Zheng Feng.
This group of people played the role of a book companion who accompanied the prince to study.
The parents told Edgar that the leader must have foresight behind this arrangement.
The members of the Flying Tigers must have participated in a secret mission of great significance.
His parents told Edgar to perform well in the class.
But that being said, when it comes to class activities, Edgar can hardly control himself.
Li Qingqing glanced at Edgar impatiently, "Only you talk a lot. What do you know? If it is a single microscopic termite, it may really be an ordinary bug. But the queen is equivalent to our super intellectual brain. The quantum entanglement produced by hundreds of millions of tiny individuals is integrated to form a huge computing power, which controls everything about microscopic termites from top to bottom. From the perspective of cosmology, microscopic termites are to some extent related to Human group wisdom is no different, just a person who never fluctuates in emotion."
"You said so much. Are we still in the virtual playing field anyway? Are the queens and micro-termites still calculated by the simulation of the stars? No matter how good they are, can they beat humans?"
At this moment, Jane Roland next to Edgar tasted Edgar's words and suddenly reacted.
She knew the captain's plan.
First, the queen is a tool used by humans in the 27th century.
No matter how many hundreds of years have passed, the queen has gone through several iterations. In the underlying genes that determine its life form, there will inevitably be some "backdoor code" left by the engineers of the year.
And, as Edgar said, no matter how complex the structure of the ant queen, no matter how profound the "backdoor code" is, it will always be the product of the main brain and the stars using modern algorithms to simulate it. Inseparable from its origin.
For everything in this competition venue, the source code of Fanxing is like the actual energy that constitutes everything in the universe.
As long as the "source code" used by the main brain star programming is captured first, then the "backdoor code" of the queen can be deduced.
"Check our equipment again, and then I will start the countdown. After ten seconds, we will move on. Me, Edgar, Mata, Jane, the four of us rushed into the cultivation tank and came within two meters of the queen. Others. The person is responsible for breaking the tank and building an interwoven net of firepower near us, so that no termite can fly on us."
"Ten, nine... Three, two, one! Action!"
With Zheng Feng's order, the Flying Tigers began to move forward as a whole.
As they approached the 30-meter range of the cultivation tank, there was a seemingly non-existent buzzing sound in the training masks of the crowd, which indicated that the queen had detected the intruder and issued a defense command through quantum information broadcasting.
In the next moment, the originally calm termite river suddenly moved.
Microscopic termites that were originally like two-dimensional creatures that always linearly move along the surface of various objects lifted into the air.
The blue lines are like thousands of green snakes tumbling, intertwined, from a two-dimensional picture to a three-dimensional storm sculpture, hovering from all directions.
"Fire!"
Mata, who is in charge of monitoring the overall situation, raised his hands and stretched out two chalk-sized metal poles three centimeters long on the left and right forearms of the training armour.
At the top of the metal rod, two laser beams with extremely strong cohesion spurted out.
This is Mata's shooting guidance and positioning for others, and it also plays a key role.
Guided by the line of fire from Matta Nicklaus, the two reserve teams on the flanks opened fire at the same time, and ten cone-shaped spreading particle streams were intertwined into an hourglass shape.
The oncoming torrent of termites was hitting the ray-streaming web, and the ice disappeared and the snow melted instantly, like broken snow evaporated in the hot summer sun.
As the muzzles of the ten reserve players slowly turned, the center point of the hourglass was pushed forward section by section, gradually approaching the mouth of the culture tank with a diameter of three meters.
There used to be a lid made of heavy nuclear alloy, but it has long been pierced by the gnawing ants that have awakened from freezing sleep.
In the first sequence, Zheng Feng is the arrow. Behind the Temple of Mata, the rest of the people are scattered and centered, following the rhythm of the center of the hourglass.
The logistics team headed by Punkert followed directly behind the first sequence, opened the energy shield, and controlled the chain into a whole under the unified deployment program temporarily prepared by Punkert to guard against the microscopic termites coming from behind.
Finally, Zheng Feng and others approached the mouth of the bottle and suspended it.
Then Zheng Feng turned on the power of the training armor on his body, maximized the active energy protection layer, rushed forward, and plunged fiercely into the microscopic termite colony that rushed out of the bottle like a wave.
Hit.
Zheng Feng's armor surface lit up with scorching flames, which was a violent energy release response.
He smashed the shock stream formed by microscopic termites in one fell swoop.
At the same time, the four members of the logistics team in the rear moved a little forward, and shot eight fingernail-sized on the forearms of their left and right hands simultaneously, and landed on the tank body of the culture tank.
The eight spheres just surround the mouth of the tank and form a circle, each releasing linear energy to both sides, and then connecting two by two to form a complete circle composed of matter and energy. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
Punkert gave the detonation order through brainwave instructions.
In a series of serial explosions, a large hole was opened at the upper end of the culture tank.
Mata, Edgar and Jane moved in, and the fire support of the others further increased the output power.
The counterattack of micro termites suddenly increased.
Everyone began to feel the pressure.
Zheng Feng continued to narrow the distance between himself and the queen, and at the same time ordered Mata: "Run the scanner with overload, analyze the queen's genetic information clearly, and then forward it to me."
Mata: "I need enough energy support!"
"coming!"
Punkert has already completed energy distribution.
The other eleven trainers of the logistics team and the intelligence team extended their energy transmission lines and connected to the conversion module behind Punkert.
A thicker energy transmission line protruded from Punkert's chest, moving forward like a snake, and then receiving it on Mata's back.
As soon as the energy index at the top of the visor changed from insufficient red to ample green, Mata immediately pulled up the power of the high-precision scanner.
Five seconds later, Zheng Feng received the detailed data.
Then Punkert took back the energy transmission line to Mata in accordance with Zheng Feng's arrangement in advance, and then transferred it to Zheng Feng's armor.
Zheng Feng increased the performance of the brains that came with the armor to the highest level, and began to analyze the queen's genetic information quickly.
Column after column of descriptive data appeared on his visor. At the same time, Zheng Feng began to correspond with his existing knowledge of biology, cosmology, and engineering, and quickly completed the programming requirements in his mind. set up.
Ten seconds later, Zheng Feng forwarded the original programming information packet to Jane Rowland.
"give it to you!"
As soon as Jane received the information packet, Punkert's energy transmission line was already connected to her armor.