Abnormal crossing

Chapter 158 Getting Involved

“Hmm,” Jin nodded, adding:
“If I’m not mistaken, the contamination information should have been optimized specifically for the target—which is why your feedback was more obvious, Speaker Gray.”

Hear this.

The entire berthing area fell into dead silence instantly.

Swah——

Speaker Gray suddenly turned his head, his gaze piercing Ophelia like a blade, the wrinkles on his blue face deepening with shock.

Ophelia stood there blankly, her face suddenly turning pale, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't make a sound.

She also realized something.

To know.

The instructions brought by the android servant were that she should deliver them to either Jokowen or Speaker Gray at the appropriate time.
And if either of these two leaders of the Mold civilization falls victim to this...
Think of this.

Speaker Gray took a deep breath and asked Ophelia with utmost seriousness, "Ophelia, where is that android servant? Where is he now?"

Ophelia then came to her senses and shook her head somewhat flusteredly: "My mother programmed him; he self-destructed after delivering the instructions."

Speaker Gray paused for a moment, then turned to look at Joe Cowen again: "Governor, what do you think?"

“It’s not necessarily Adele who did it, or she might not even know about it,” Joe Cowen pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly. “It’s not impossible that someone used her as a front or took advantage of some information gap to cause trouble—in short, it’s hard to draw a conclusion based on the current situation.”

He paused, then looked at his niece: "Ophelia, besides this cloth bag, do you have anything else with you?"

Ophelia's face still showed some lingering fear, and upon hearing this, she shook her head like a rattle-drum: "It's gone."

Qiao Kewen pondered for a moment longer: "What about the Boska Palace?"

"The Royal Palace."

Ophelia shrank back: "They're just urging me to return to Boska Star every day, saying that my father wants to see me."

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Ophelia's answer was not much of a surprise to Jokovin.

This niece had no right to the throne in the Persian civilization, unlike her brother who participated in political affairs at a young age.

She spent most of her time studying at an ordinary academy outside the Maze Zone. The academy wasn't very high-level; it was founded by a slightly stronger fourth-tier civilization than Boska.

If we really have to make a comparison...

In nature, they are roughly similar to the international students Gu Wei studied before his time travel—those whose academic level was half a grade higher than Tsinghua and Peking University.

Therefore, it follows the normal trajectory.

After graduation, Ophelia could either return to the Bosca civilization as a princess and be granted one or two relatively ordinary planets, or she could marry into an outsider like her mother—of course, staying outside the Maze Zone as an ordinary person was also an option.

After all, Mold can send out two talents every year. Although the Persian civilization, which is at a higher level than Mold, doesn't have a lot of quotas, it's not like it's lacking one more.

all in all.

Regardless of which outcome occurs, it is destined that Ophelia will not maintain close contact with the Bosca civilization.

Therefore, it's normal that she didn't have any other items in her hands.

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Then, standing where he was, Joe Cowen said to Speaker Gray, "Speaker, what do you think?"

Speaker Gray glanced at Joe Cowen, then turned to look at the Tongliao Khan, whose supplies had been almost completely removed: "Governor, since you're asking this, there must already be arrangements in place."

Seeing this, Li Zi nudged Gu Wei with her elbow and muttered, "Why are these two so polite? They're both calling each other 'you' and 'sir,' it sounds so awkward."

Gu Wei nodded in agreement.

indeed
Speaker Gray's respectful address to Jokovin is understandable, given that Jokovin is the planet's governor and spiritual symbol, but Jokovin's politeness towards Gray is a bit strange.

As far as Gu Wei knows.

Almost all of Joe Cowen's elders have passed away, and only two female elders are still alive, which has nothing to do with Gray.

Unfortunately, Joe Cowen and Gray couldn't hear the two's complaints. After Speaker Gray finished speaking, Joe Cowen was silent for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face: "You understand me the most."

He paused, took a deep breath, and said, "Adele is, after all, my own sister. Now that she is in danger, as her brother, I cannot abandon her."

"Logically speaking, the Boska civilization is the overlord of the Labyrinth Zone. If something happens within the royal palace, it will affect more than just Boska itself—especially after the Khan's accident, Morde Star's ability to withstand risks has dropped to a very dangerous level."

"Therefore, I want to take advantage of the fact that the situation has not completely deteriorated and personally lead a team to Boska to take a look—the official reason is that I have not been back for many years and want to visit relatives in Boska."

Speaker Gray frowned slightly upon hearing this: "That makes sense, but Governor, isn't the risk too great? After all, we have the responsibility of countless people on our shoulders."

Qiao Kewen's expression was serious: "There are definitely risks, but if the situation of the Boska civilization deteriorates, it won't just be a matter of 2.1 billion Molds anymore. Forgive my bluntness, but anyone with a conscience and a sense of justice should bravely stand up now and go to Boska to investigate the truth!"

“Hey, Joe, that’s enough,” Milo couldn’t help but interrupt before Joe Cowen could finish speaking. “If you want us as bodyguards, just say so. What are you doing, sneaking around like this?”

“A cricket person?” Joe Cowen straightened up, feigning surprise. “What cricket person? I don’t have one!” “Still not admitting it, huh?” Milo rolled his eyes and said irritably, “Your eyes are practically welded to my body when you’re talking, and you’re still pretending? — Keep nagging and I bet I’m not going to help you anymore?”

"Hehe, don't be like that," although he knew Milo was just bluffing, Joe Cowen really didn't dare to keep up the act anymore: "Captain Milo, you know the reward I gave you back then wasn't cheap, and I even shared all my secret tips for escaping and picking locks with you along the way. How about you lend me a hand now?"

Milo snorted coldly: "You're smart to know what's good for you."

He then coughed lightly, turned to the side, and asked Jin in a low voice, "Jin, what do you think?"

“We can go and take a look,” Jin gave her opinion readily: “Firstly, we did take advantage of Qiao Kewen in our previous deal, so we should repay this favor if we can, so as to put our minds at ease.”

"Secondly, I think everyone has a good impression of the Molds. Helping them move out of the maze would be too saintly and costly, but everyone should be happy to solve a small problem along the way."

"As for the third one, I am personally quite interested in this pollutant—although I don't know the specifics, this kind of pollutant doesn't seem like something a fourth-order civilization could produce."

To the end.

A hint of interest flashed in Jin's eyes.

As she said.

Targeted information pollution is not a simple matter. The basic step of information encoding, which involves mechanisms such as non-local association, involves a scale of about 10^-30.

To achieve targeted information pollution, it is necessary not only to precisely control the direction of information collapse, but also to ensure that pollution is triggered only within specific cognitive structures.
This way.

This mechanism inevitably involves the category of [recognition].

more importantly.

Once the contamination symbol is activated as planned.

It's highly unlikely that Jokowen or Chairman Gray will simply go insane or die suddenly. Instead, they will likely end up like the monarchs of the Persian civilization, or even be remotely controlled!
Even in the former case, the scale starts at 10^-45 or higher!

To know.

This scale is not the negative power of the creation parameters, but is related to the constraint mechanism:
First, a self-limiting propagation function for pollution information needs to be constructed. Then, a selective attenuation factor is implanted into the information to ensure that it can match the renormalization flow threshold of the target group's cognitive structure.
Not an exaggeration.

Many top-tier sixth-order civilizations have only just come into contact with this field.

Therefore, Jin was indeed curious about this pollutant, even though it was highly unlikely to have anything to do with the first civilization they had been searching for—no one had stipulated that they could only cling to the first civilization.

Besides the hibiscus.

Kai has never been much of a talker, while Chestnut has a good impression of Mold, after all, the girl's home planet was also targeted by others.

As for Gu Wei...
He was naturally more than happy to have the opportunity to broaden his horizons in the starry sea.

So soon.

Milo then passed the collective reply to Joe Cowen: "Old Joe, you've done a good job raising your favorability rating. Everyone's willing to go to Bosca with you—provided your council approves of your decision."

“Thank you so much,” Jokovin said, his face showing genuine gratitude upon hearing Milo’s reply. He then turned to the other Molder executives around him: “As for your opinions…”

Qiao Kewen had just finished speaking.

Ambrose Elliott, the Chief of the Civilization Guard of Mold, immediately raised his hand: "I second that!"

Following closely behind was Chief Secretary Zhuge Shuijun: "I second that."

Constitutional Justice Ren Pengguo hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his hand: "Seconded."

This is the end.

Apart from the Speaker of the Federal Parliament, all of the core decision-making bodies in Parliament have expressed their opinions.

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Seeing this, Speaker Gray shrugged helplessly at Milo: "There's nothing I can do, Captain Milo. These young men and women are all big fans of the Governor. Nothing the Governor can get passed when it comes to a vote in the decision-making body."

Milo raised his eyebrows and shrugged to show his understanding: "I understand, I understand. All tribal leaders are like that—like when Chestnut saved her home planet. It's said that the next day, more than two billion of her male compatriots wanted to marry into her family."

Gu Wei glanced at Chestnut beside him: "."

Good guy.

This girl has such a past story.
“By the way, Speaker Gray,” Milo then seemed to remember something and looked at Speaker Gray again, “If I may ask, what is your relationship with Old Joe?”

“Me?” Speaker Gray pointed to himself, and after Milo confirmed it, he waved his hand slightly: “I am not related to the Governor by blood. It was just that when I was the Speaker decades ago, I pushed through a rather difficult resolution under pressure from all sides.”

resolution?

Milo was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized something: "The one who decided to sell all the phosphate resources on Mold, betting the fate of the entire planet to support Old Joe in finding his way out of the maze and leading him to study... was that you?"

Speaker Gray ran his hand through his now jet-black temples and smiled kindly.

"Yes, it's me."

(End of this chapter)