The pre-war situation on Earth has barely stabilized.
Time passed quickly, and it was already less than half a day before the invasion predicted by Goddess of Time.
In the Blue Sea Race expedition main battleship, the adjutant made a suggestion to the general: record the entire battle situation in the form of holographic video. And use the Blue Sea Race brain sharing network to transmit such pictures back to the home planet with a high delay.
Firstly, it allows the senior military and political leaders of the home star to see the actual battle situation, and secondly, it allows the people to watch. It allows civilians to deeply understand how powerful their own race and the military are, continue to cultivate nationalism that has been consistently implemented, and increase national self-confidence and cohesion.
In short, it is live broadcast.
This is actually not a novel proposal. Blue Sea Race has done this kind of thing during invasion wars.
But when the intelligent optical brain heard this, it put forward a new suggestion. "General, I suggest using infinite quantum encryption signal transmission and reception technology to hack into the networks of people on earth and broadcast the battle live."
When the general heard this, he wrinkled his nose slightly, rolled up his military cap with one tentacle and put it on. "What's the point? Deep Sea No. 3, don't forget the basic laws of space war. If you can deal with the enemy confidentially and quickly, don't reveal any useful intelligence information to them."
The intelligent optical brain called Deep Sea No. 3 simulated a smile, but the smile was so stiff and false. Rather than smiling, it was more like it was pulling the facial muscles squeezing the projection. "I have been researching the ethereal theory of luck recently, and I have a bold conjecture."
"The fate of a race is related to the emotions of life itself. If the fighting spirit is high and countless people generously throw their heads and blood, then the fate of this race will be highly condensed, and even heroes and great men will be born from it, doing various deeds that will amaze future generations, and gradually turning things around."
"But a race is terrified, desperate because of the strength of the enemy, has no fighting spirit, and most people are even unable to resist... Does such a cowardly and ridiculous race really have any luck?"
The general's eyes lit up, he remembered all kinds of history, and felt that Deep Sea No. 3's words made sense.
"I agree to both of these things, and they will be implemented immediately!" Naturally, he was not general when he sat in this position, he acted vigorously and resolutely, without any hesitation.
It was dark, and Wu Moling, who was looking at his mobile phone, suddenly let out an exclamation!
"Look!" She raised her head anxiously and pointed the phone screen at the others.
However, at this moment, the TV turned on without any warning. The picture on Qi Shang was the same as the one on the screen of her mobile phone, which shocked everyone and made their faces look ugly.
It was a majestic and majestic space battleship. Its streamlined silver material was full of a sense of technology and metal. They were densely packed throughout the universe, only stopped for a moment, and then traveled at an exaggerated speed that was unimaginable.
Moreover, they did not seem to be traveling in a straight line, but were pulled forward by some force, and the space behind the battleship became flat for a moment!
All over the world, many electronic devices with video functions display such scenes.
Immediately, some scientists jumped up. They were so excited that they almost lost their voices. "It's too fast, you can't see clearly. Slow it down ten times and take a look!"
"No, it's still too fast. Slowing it down a hundred times won't work either? Then five hundred times, a thousand times! Quick, quick, quick, let's analyze the speed of these battleships for reference and comparison!"
Finally, the scientist trembled all over and trembled. "Curvature navigation technology, this is the curvature navigation that exists in science fiction!"
Some senior military officials were confused and asked anxiously, "Professor Johnson, what does this mean?"
Professor Johnson pushed his eyes, with a look of crazy shock on his face, and even his eyes seemed to be glowing, which made the senior military officer feel uncomfortable. "Do you know why reaching the speed of light was once considered impossible?"
"The law of conservation of energy! The faster the speed, the greater the kinetic energy!"
"To make an object with infinite kinetic energy move, we must give it infinite energy, which is obviously impossible! An object with mass can never move at the speed of light in a vacuum, because this state requires infinite energy."
"But--but, what if the mass of this object disappears?"
The senior military officials frowned when they heard this, and did not want to explore these things. After all, there are specialties in the art industry, and this is obviously not an area he understands. "Professor Johnson, please speak briefly."
Johnson nodded, and then looked at the screen full of yearning and craziness. "You can simply understand that they once made the battleship's mass disappear and became something else - such as light itself."
The old soldier was immediately shocked. "This is impossible!"
Johnson reached out and touched the screen and murmured, "Yes... I also think it's impossible. But didn't all this happen right in front of our eyes? Maybe just like primitive people and people in the Iron Age, when they saw aircraft and cannons, the power of nuclear bombs, and global satellite surveillance maps, they would say it was impossible, and even suspected that they were dreaming."
The soldier tried his best to calm down, but his heart was beating wildly. "Okay, I don't even need to think about it. Let's just assume that the quality of their warships has disappeared, and it has even become an existence like light."
"But even if their battleship turns into light, where the hell does ten times the speed of light come from?"
He was really outraged, even using words like "fu. ck".
"Curvature navigation." Johnson even bit his already split lip and blood oozed out, "Curvature navigation only exists in science fiction."
"The space of the universe is not flat, but has curvature."
"If you imagine the entire universe as a large membrane, the surface of this membrane is curved. Although parts of the membrane appear to be flat, space curvature is still everywhere."
"If a spacecraft in space can use some method to flatten part of the space behind it and reduce its curvature, then the spacecraft will be pulled by the space with greater curvature in front. This is the principle of curvature drive."
He seemed to be afraid that the general would not understand, so he paused and then explained, "To put it simply, you can understand that the battleship is being pulled by the space in front and being forcibly sucked in."
The general suddenly turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt chills all over his body, as if he had a cold. After a while, he asked seriously, "Do we still have hope?"
Johnson smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid the only thing I can do is pray to God."
Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and then added, "And Lin Fei."