The truth was just as Fujen Jin had said. Du Peixing and the others really didn't know much about the Great God Civilization, but Fujen Jin didn't care. He asked loudly, "Old bastard, do you have any ideas on the Expedition?"
Xue Yue Shan said, "What can a spirit body like me do?
That damn thing is absorbing energy. I can feel it getting stronger and stronger. I only have partial control and temporarily use the obstacles between the cabins to trap it in other parts of the starship and delay it. "
Fujen Jin said, "Can you use the Spectral Transmission on the Expedition?"
Xue Yue Mountain was shocked. "Are you crazy too?
Do you know how fast the starship is now? "
Fujen Jin said, "I know part of the control panel. Send me here. I'll help you delay it."
Xue Yue Mountain was touched, but his voice was still roaring. "It's useless for you to come here. You're an artificial body. If control is really back in our hands, some solid devices need to be manually turned on. Our artificial limbs don't have that much power."
This meant that they needed to send people over. The commander turned his head and said, "Can our Spectral Transmission send people back?"
The staff immediately shook his head. "I'm sorry, sir. It's too risky to go too fast. Plus, the defense mechanism on the Expedition is omnidirectional. We can't even use quantum detection unless the Expedition actively locates and sends us."
Fujen Jin took a deep breath and continued to ask, "Old bastard, can you calculate how long you can delay it?
Can you delay it for 12 hours?
After 12 hours, the Federation's battle-sages will arrive. It'll be dead. "
Xue Yue Mountain seemed to be calculating. After a long time, he said, "12 hours is possible, but the probability is less than 10%."
Fujen Jin immediately turned his head. Du Peixing and the commander almost said at the same time, "Send us over. Even if there's only a 1% chance, we can't give up."
Xue Yue Mountain spoke again, "Based on the current speed and the state of the Expedition, and the control I have, the Qu Ying Transmission can only be used once, and only two units can be sent over at a time …"
He paused for a moment, his voice solemn. "Once it's sent here, it can't be sent back. If we want to send it back, we have to gain full control of the ship and restore the USS Expedition to a human starship. You have to think this through …"
Only two units could be transferred. Fujen was one of them because he knew some of the operations of Shenguang Technology. The other one had to be an expert on a planet destroyer.
The commander said proudly, "Send me over. I'm an advanced combat master!"
Makoto Fuuma said, "Even Battle Masters and Battle Generals are useless. Sending them over will just be sending them to their deaths. Do we have any Battle Monarchs on board?"
Du Peixing was speechless. "There's no Battle Monarchs on the entire fleet. The Federation has already sent out five Battle Sages. The super fleet is already on its way at the fastest speed. The estimated time to gather is 11 hours and 50 minutes."
Fujen Jin was speechless too. There was definitely not enough time. The key was that there were so many crew members on the planet destroyer, but none of them could be of any use. Fu Zhonghui and the others were severely injured and needed time to heal. However, time was running out. In this situation, there was no one who could help.
"Let me go!" A voice suddenly broke the silence on the ship.
Everyone turned around in surprise. Ding Meng walked over with an expressionless face.
"You!" Fujen Jin looked at him in shock. "Are you really not afraid of death?"
Ding Meng sighed and muttered, "If I don't go, everyone will die."
"Why?" Fujen Jin was puzzled.
Ding Meng said, "Senior, you and Senior Blood are both spirit bodies, and both of you are using artificial bodies. Your corpses have been swallowed by it long ago, so you aren't a threat to it. However, if other people are sent over, they will definitely be infected."
Fujen Jin suddenly understood. "I remember now. You are a fluxer, so only you can go."
"Mr. Ting!" Meng Yan hurriedly pulled him back. "This isn't a trivial matter. You must be careful."
Du Mo was also shocked. "Ding Meng, that is a monster that even Battle Generals aren't its opponent."
Ding Meng nodded. "I know, but if I don't go and allow it to grow on board the Expedition, I'm afraid that we won't be able to wait for reinforcements to arrive. If it truly grows to the legendary level, then it will be the end of the world. No one will be able to escape. If I go now and delay it for twelve hours, then we might have some hope."
Everyone was silent once again. Everyone wondered if they would have the same fearless courage as Ding Meng if they were in his shoes.
In the distance, Lan Bing's expression was ice-cold. At this moment, she couldn't help but raise her head and glance at Ding Meng.
Fujen Jin silently turned his head and shouted into the communication channel, "There isn't much time left. Old Bastard, prepare to transmit."
At this moment, Eirinn walked forward and handed a small metal case to Ding Meng. "Wear this. At least you won't have any problems protecting yourself."
This case was Eirinn's Prototype Battle Armor. If he wore it, then he would indeed have the qualifications to fight against the water droplet, so Ding Meng didn't refuse.
A narrow beam of light quickly appeared in the command hall. Ding Meng took a deep breath. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't nervous. This time, they were facing an almost undefeatable super enemy. This trip could no longer be described as boding ill. It was very likely that they would really die on board the Expedition and become a part of the water droplet.
"Perhaps, my mission is to reach this step today!"
Ding Meng muttered to himself. Then, he suddenly raised his head. "But, no matter what, I can't give up until the last moment."
He seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head and said, "Sister Yan!"
Meng Yan immediately went forward. "Mr Ting!"
Ding Meng took out his T-shaped claw blade and placed it in his palm. Then, he revealed a pious expression. "This is a hero's knife. The knife is very ordinary, but it has been through many generations. I am the fifteenth successor of this knife."
Seeing that Ding Meng had never been so serious before, Meng Yan also understood that this knife must have an extraordinary meaning to him. This was because Ding Meng was usually equipped with high-end equipment, but this knife almost never left his hand. It was always with him at all times.
Ding Meng explained slowly. His tone was full of reverence. "The first owner of this knife was called Big Brother. Since then, every generation of owners has been given this title. The people of each generation are different. They may be glorious, ordinary, rich, or poor. But no matter what they are, they have done everything for this knife."
Meng Yan was a little hesitant. "What's different about this knife?"
Ding Meng said, "It is very ordinary, but it has an extraordinary meaning. Every generation of owners of this knife has never bowed their heads in the face of power. They have never been afraid in the face of evil. It protects the weak, upholds justice, gets rid of evil, and pursues justice. It has never disappointed those who have placed their hopes in it. It is not a knife. It is an ideal and belief."
These words were powerful and resonant, and Ding Meng's righteousness was awe-inspiring. Everyone felt a kind of courageous momentum, which made them feel heroic and their blood boil.
Meng Yan said seriously, "Mr Ting, what do you need me to do?"
Ding Meng said sternly, "In the name of 'Big Brother', I will now officially pass the hero's knife to you. From today onwards, you, Meng Yan, will be the sixteenth successor of this knife."
Meng Yan took the knife respectfully. "I will definitely not let Mr Ting down!"
Ding Meng sighed. "Please remember that you must fight for the weak and fight for justice!"
Meng Yan remained silent and did not answer. She still could not understand why Ding Meng would give the knife to her.
Ding Meng explained, "Big Brothers have all left this knife to those who really need it. They have all protected it, used it, and cherished it. They have all fought, worked hard, and protected it. They have all lived up to the trust and inheritance of their predecessors. No matter who obtains this knife, they must shoulder their responsibility and mission. They must bravely walk down this path and fight to the end. They must never back down …"
He paused again. "If one day in the future, you also reach the same level as me, you can also choose someone you can trust and pass the knife to him, so that the spirit of the heroic knife can continue forever."
Meng Yan finally understood what Ding Meng meant. She could not help but be shocked. "Mr Ting, so you …"
Ding Meng waved his hand and interrupted her. "Don't worry. The reason I am alive is because of this knife. If I must die, I will not let down my predecessors. At least I will not disgrace its reputation."
After saying that, he immediately opened the box and equipped it with the Prototype. Du Peixing looked at him silently. "Ding Meng, please!"
Du Mo also looked at Ding Meng with admiration. "You must survive, Ding Meng. I am still waiting for you to teach me."
Eirinn was also worried. "Ding Meng, you must survive. Miss Dai is also waiting for you."
Lan Bing, who was far away, could not help but look at Ding Meng again. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she did not say anything.
At this moment, the Qu Ying transmission had been completed. Ding Meng did not say anything more. He turned around and walked into the portal with Fujen Shinobu.
At this time, in the command center of the USS Expedition, a person from Xue Yue Mountain was pressing on the control panel. Ding Meng and Fujen Shinobu transmitted the transmission. He could not help but shout, "Hurry up! The power of that damn thing is now beyond our imagination."
Fujen Shinobu almost rushed to the control panel. He quickly pressed on all kinds of strange screens. Not long after, the transmission system was restored. However, under the powerful signal jamming of Shenguang Technology, the people on the planet destroyer could not see the real-time image through Ding Meng's wristwatch. They could only hear through the communication channel.
"Where is it now?" Ding Meng asked.
Fujen Shinobu was still operating. "The reconnaissance system is being repaired."
Currently, the system of the USS Expedition was being repaired in the form of a human starship, not by Shenguang Technology. Not long after, the surrounding light slowly dimmed, and the command center revealed its original mechanical appearance. Many screens were being generated. They could see that the evil dragon had already left the rescue port. It was forcefully using its body to break through the various passages and steel plates. It was slowly approaching the bridge. The worst thing was that it had been devouring all kinds of light objects along the way. Its body was now insanely large, at least as tall as a four-story building.