Abnormal crossing

Chapter 262 What Happened Quietly (Part 1)

Cat Head's tone was quite confident, and Hayel did not offer much rebuttal.

Obviously.

His opinion is the same as Cat Head's.

Then the mechanical cat head glanced at Hayel and steered the conversation back on track: "The Origin Trigger is in the hands of the Star Alliance, and the whereabouts of the Twilight Trigger are also traceable, so what about the End Trigger?"

The mechanical cat head had barely finished speaking.

Hayel straightened up abruptly, his tone becoming serious for the first time: "The Final Trigger. You need to be prepared, its current situation is not optimistic."

The mechanical cat's eyes flashed red a few more times: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

He and Hayel had known each other for an incredibly long time. While Hayel hadn't said things like "You should be prepared" very often, each time it did, it had a profound and powerful impact on the mechanical cat-head.
fear.

Then, under the watchful eye of the cat-headed creature.

Hayel did not speak up immediately, but instead waved his hand gently to the surroundings.

call out.
The black halo surrounding him began to peel away and dissipate like wisps of smoke, slowly flowing around the cat's head and Hayel himself, eventually forming a black ring.

The ring seemed like an independent domain, enveloping Hayel and the cat's head within it. The pure darkness that formed the barrier acted like the most loyal guardian, isolating them from everything outside.

The expression in the cat-headed man's single eye grew increasingly serious.

It clearly understood the meaning of the ring—it represented absolute closure.

Within this circle.

The timeline is completely anchored, and even causality is temporarily suspended. Any words or information exchanged within this context will become an "absolute secret" that is unobservable and untraceable.

Hayel's expansion into this field signifies only one thing—

The message to be delivered next is important enough to shake certain foundations.

A few minutes later.

Wait until the ring is completely closed.

Hayel glanced at the cat's head again and continued, "About seven hundred years ago, the ancient civilization research team of the Boundless Covenant found a new Zhou civilization site. After investigation, it was confirmed that the site was the 'spark point' of the Zhou civilization, which is also the backup storage area for top-secret information."

"Based on some materials unearthed from the ruins, there is a greater than 50% chance that the End Trigger was brought to the upper level of the tower during the Zhou Dynasty."

"What did you say?!"

The synthesized electronic voice of the mechanical cat head suddenly rose, and the damaged head jolted violently.

next second.

It had instantly teleported directly opposite Hayel, the rusty metal casing almost colliding with its old friend. In the cat's single remaining eye, light flickered rapidly to an almost deathly white, and the internal lens assembly emitted a low, overloaded hissing sound.
"The upper levels of the tower??? Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could the Trigger of the End be there?!"

Despite having anticipated the information Hayel was about to reveal, the mechanical cat head still experienced a severe logic overload.

In this short period of time, the energy it burns and consumes even exceeds the expenditure of a long period of dormancy.

However, it seemed completely oblivious, its single eye fixed on Hayel, whose features were obscured.

“To be honest, I don’t want to believe it’s real either.” Hayel sighed as well, the blackness gathering in his hand in a slow clenching and unclenching motion, as if trying to feel a touch he had long lost:

"If this conjecture is ultimately confirmed, the actual situation in the Star Sea will be many times worse than we expect—it means that the other reinforcements we have been waiting for have been completely wiped out long ago, but we have not known even a single byte of information about them, and are still foolishly waiting for the dawn to arrive."

As soon as Hayel finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the room.

The almost solid figure and the cat head, now only half a head, stared at each other. The flickering red light in the cat head's eyes became the only movement in this deathly silence.

The two stared at each other for an unknown amount of time before the cat stiffly opened its mouth again.

"Hayel"

Once again, a hoarse, static-like sound appeared in the cat-headed electronic voice: "If...if the final trigger is truly stuck on the upper level of the tower, then under this starry sky, how many of our allies are left?"

The black barrier around Hayel rippled a few times, as if he were organizing his thoughts. After a long while, he continued, "The four-way trigger once corresponded to four forces, and its echoes resonate in our hands. Behind Twilight is that clown. At most, there are three people in the Starsea Alliance, where the Origin is located, who know everything and can be completely trusted."

"Of the five former garrison commanders, [Dawn] has vanished with the fading light, [Li Gui] has defected, [Moment] is seriously injured and asleep, and the remaining two are nowhere to be found, and I am afraid they are in grave danger."

"On the contrary, in the deepest part of the sunken star abyss, there are still a few ancient beings who have changed their life forms and are keeping their oaths, as well as a few scattered refugees in different crevices. In total, there should be about seven or eight of them."

Cat Head did the math: "So, if you and I are excluded, there are about ten people left? -- Let's just call them people for now."

“If that day really comes, there will probably be even fewer,” Hayel’s phantom shook his head slightly, looking somewhat pessimistic. “Those refugees didn’t dare to stand up back then, let alone in the current situation—in fact, if it weren’t for the fundamental reasons, I suspect they would have surrendered long ago.”

The cat remained silent.

A long time passed.

A mechanical voice, seemingly emanating from a cat-headed figure, sighed softly in the void: "So, what are you planning to do next? Continue to lie low like this? Or... do something?"

“To be honest, there have been quite a few changes in the Star Sea recently,” Hayel did not directly answer Cat Head’s question, but changed the subject and talked about some intelligence: “The Alliance seems to have started to move again, and things are not very peaceful on the Hick Community side either. As far as I know, someone seems to be planning to do something during the national day of mourning. The Mirror Sea system is even more unsettled, and even the alien tides appearing on the border have increased by an order of magnitude.”

The cat-headed creature's single eye flashed red again: "So?"

“So,” Hayel paused, but quickly said decisively, “I want to release the seal on the [Prayer] Gear.”

Note:
I should be having surgery soon. I've been saving up some drafts these past few days, and I'll be publishing them regularly. I hope everything goes smoothly.

I've had minor heart surgery before, but this is my first major surgery. I hope my drafts will last until I can start writing again.

Everyone should take good care of their health. Those who frequently stay up late should get a 24-hour Holter monitor test, so they don't end up like me with a host of health problems.
(End of this chapter)