They say I'm a world-destroying anomaly.

Chapter 108 Temporary Departure

"What is that?"

"Is this the anomaly we're supposed to contain?"

On the Borderland Star Branch's ship "Borderland", apart from a small number of personnel who had discussed and formulated plans with Cheng Xu beforehand, everyone else stared in disbelief at everything that was happening below.

A spatial rift was torn open before his eyes, revealing a scene that resembled another world.

The heat of the Gobi Desert outside the crack and the cold desolation inside the crack are clearly distinct and do not interfere with each other, as if there is an invisible boundary separating them.

The ancient ships moored deep within the crevice exuded an even more eerie aura.

Even for experienced employees of the Anomaly Management Bureau, such a scene is extremely rare.

"Attention everyone! Prepare for spatial jump!"

Fabian's voice echoed from the command room of the Borderlands to every corner of the ship.

Upon hearing the instruction, the personnel immediately focused their attention, skillfully returned to their respective positions, and secured themselves with the specially designed safety harnesses.

To pull the Youyan out of the crevice, widening the spatial rift is only the first step in the plan.

Because the Youyan has lost its ability to start on its own under normal conditions, the Bianhuang needs to actively enter the crevice space.

Countless deep points of light shone on the hull of the Borderlands, interconnected to form countless prismatic mirror structures, giving the ship a crystal-clear protective shell.

The next moment, the Borderlands sank, its engines roared, and it crashed straight into the crack that had been torn open in mid-air.

Compared to a spatial jump that crosses galactic distances, this jump is more like relying on the powerful protective capabilities of the Border Wasteland machine to forcefully break through the barriers of space and further widen the passage connecting the two spaces.

A bright light shone from the prism's protective layer as the Border Wasteland resolutely plunged into the depths of the crevice despite the spatial compression.

Within the narrow space, the exploration equipment of the Youyan spacecraft was all aimed at the sky.

"Crack crack crack—Boom!"

The sound of shattering echoed through the sky, eventually turning into a deafening roar.

The Border Wasteland descended from the sky and landed slowly not far from the Wild Goose.

In the sky, the spatial rift has been widened several times over.

The crystalline prism layer on the surface of the Borderlands gradually became blurred, and the bright spots also dimmed.

It came to a smooth stop on the ground, and the ship's main control system began to systematically carry out the entire post-landing process.

Cheng.

"Indeed, I remember this model was discontinued a long time ago? Does anyone have experience repairing this model?"

"Let alone maintenance, the last time I saw a ship of the same model was in a museum."

"What should we do then?"

"The principles are all the same, just fix it as best you can. Surely we can handle a spaceship from three thousand years ago?"

The engineers walked and talked, noting down any potential problems they saw along the way.

When encountering something that really doesn't look right, their professionalism kicks in, and they stop on the spot with their tools, checking and correcting it as they go.

The Youyan is indeed an ancient relic from three thousand years ago. Although it has regular self-maintenance, the collision that caused it to enter the crevice space left it with many problems that it could not solve by self-maintenance alone.

Considering the results from the instrument, Fabian didn't say much, allowing the engineers to stop and inspect various parts of the spacecraft.

When Cheng Xu and Fabian arrived at the command room of the Youyan, only two researchers holding instruments remained with them.

As the group approached, the door to the command room slowly opened, and voices could be heard coming from inside.

"More than three thousand years ago? That's truly an ancient era."

"Hey, there's no such thing as an old senior. I'm practically half-buried in the ground, I can't even fly anymore, unlike you—"

Cheng Xu could tell that one of the parties in the conversation was the main control AI of the Youyan. So who was talking to it?

Stepping into the command center, the familiar furnishings come into view, but next to the large screen displaying the image of the Youyan main control intelligent personality, there is also a blurry shadow.

"Oh? Our branch chief is here. We'll have to talk later."

The blurry light and shadow vanished in an instant, and Cheng Xu guessed its origin: it was the artificial intelligence carried on the Border Wasteland.

Unexpectedly, while they were still slowly walking onto the ship, the main control AI of the Border Wasteland first contacted the Wild Goose in some way.

Contact was established.

Judging from how enthusiastically they are chatting, they must have been talking for quite a while.

"You've arrived."

You Yanhao looked at Cheng Xu who was approaching and greeted him.

"This is Fabian, the director of the Borderland Star Branch of the Anomaly Management Bureau."

"Director Fabian, hello." The main control AI of the Youyan appeared quite polite.

Although during its active period, the Anomaly Management Bureau did not even have a subordinate agency called the Borderland Star Branch.

But this alert-level individual was well aware that he would likely be housed in the Borderland Star branch office from now on.

It's always a good idea to build a good relationship with the branch office manager beforehand.

The main control AI of the Youyan understands that sometimes, the relationship between the Anomaly Management Bureau and the anomaly is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and social interactions.

As far as it knows, there are powerful anomalies in the universe that have established cooperative relationships with the Bureau. Their usual identities are not those of prisoners or detainees, but rather mutually beneficial transactions.

If you build a good relationship with your containment supervisor, you might have a chance to be "repaired" in the future and then wander around the containment site.

Cheng Xu saw through the intentions of the Youyan's main control AI, but Fabian was still slightly shocked by its attitude.

In his view, this was probably the mildest anomaly he had ever heard of or seen since joining the Anomaly Management Bureau.

"----Hello."

"I can feel my friends from the Anomaly Management Bureau helping me heal the wounds inside my body. Thank you."

The main AI then offered another compliment. Since saying nice things doesn't cost anything, there's no harm in saying a little more.

Moreover, the engineers are actually repairing the damaged parts of the ship.

Although it is not possible to enable the Youyan to start automatically in normal conditions in the short term, the main control AI considers this to be a change it has been looking forward to for many years.

After all, it had been in this crevice for so long, and had studied all the damaged parts countless times on its own.

Those intractable problems that seemed impossible to solve are now being resolved one by one, like picking lice off a stray animal or removing barnacles from a marine creature—it brings a unique sense of satisfaction.

After the initial pleasantries, the conversation finally got down to business.

"Dear investigator, I would like to ask how you plan to get me out of this space?"

Cheng Xu spread his hands: "Since you can't act on your own, we can only resort to a clumsy method—have the Border Wasteland, the one you were chatting happily with just now, drag you out of here."

"Okay, that's what I expected. There's nothing I can do about it."

The Youyan was quite helpless. It had originally hoped that the descendants of the exiles would repair it and allow it to set sail, but in the end, it still had to be dragged out by external forces.

"They will stay here for a while to check on your condition. Once everything is ready, we will set off."

"Yes, I'll do whatever you say."

And so, the support team from the Borderland Star Branch worked intensively for three days in the cramped space.

Some areas that might have caused problems during transportation were repaired and remedied, while the possibility of the ship becoming out of control was further tested.

After passing all assessments, all personnel withdrew from the Youyan and returned to the Bianhuang.

The Border Wasteland took off and activated a special force field device, completely enveloping the hull of the Wild Goose.

Under the influence of the force field device, the air around the Youyan was distorted over a large area, as if an invisible hand was slowly lifting up its hull.

The ship, which had not moved for nearly three thousand years, rose upwards at a visible speed, quickly breaking free from the crater left by the initial impact, and drifted shakily toward the Border Wasteland.

"It's wonderful. It's been so long since I've felt like I'm flying in the sky."

In the command room of the Border Wasteland, the voice of the main control AI of the Wild Goose rang out.

Over the course of three days, the two boring ship androids, unable to do anything on their own, actually became friends.

The Border Wasteland asked the Wild Goose about ship ecology three thousand years ago and interesting things that happened during its voyage, while the Wild Goose curiously inquired about the new things that have emerged in the past three thousand years.

Everyone, including Director Fabian, sensed something eerie about the situation.

At this time, the transported object connected its artificial intelligence consciousness to the Borderland Ship via remote communication to facilitate better communication.

The plan was proceeding smoothly. The Border Wasteland used its force field to drag the Wild Goose and began to fly towards the spatial rift.

Thanks to the combined effects of the space shockwave and the Borderlands' "physical body" expanding the space, this transport operation went very smoothly.

In just forty minutes, the Youyan ship broke free from the crevice that had confined it for three thousand years.

They left and arrived at the surface of Sand Star.

"It's so hot—hot weather is good."

A sigh escaped from the gull-tailed boat.

It would rather have its skin scorched by the starlight than remain trapped and die in that wretched place.

After leaving the crevice, the Border Wasteland easily crashed through the stacked space that covered the Gobi Desert.

Fabian had his niece, Sylvia, record the situation in this area, and then informed the Interstellar Court to establish a restricted zone.

After all, this is the place where the alert-level anomaly was born, and the Borderland Star Branch will inevitably have to return here to conduct related research.

After leaving the Gobi Desert, the two ships, one above the other, headed towards the Interstellar Court's outpost.

Transporting the Youyan back to the Borderland Star is no small undertaking. They plan to resupply at the Interstellar Court's outpost before setting off again.

Before heading to the Borderlands with the Borderlands, Cheng Xu met Omar, Congret, and others again at the Interstellar Court's outpost's auxiliary landing port.

"Unless there are other circumstances, you may all return to your tribe."

He nodded to his comrades who had fought alongside him for some time, and then reached out to touch Emily's hair.

"I will come back to visit you all after the Wild Goose has been transported back to the Borderland Star and all containment matters have been properly handled."

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