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★★ I have found that death is not a pleasant experience.Leaving the familiar room in the Plaza de España and leaving behind the rapidly cooling body was a lot like fleeing the familiar warmth of home in the middle of the night because of fire or flooding.The overwhelming sense of shock and displacement was overwhelming.I plunged headlong into the hyperdatasphere and experienced all of the sudden awkwardness and sluggishness that comes with being in a public place or a social gathering without clothes on, like in a dream. As I struggle to keep my broken avatar in shape, naked is the right word to describe it.I can barely muster enough energy to assemble these almost random memories and associated electronic clouds into a figure that is similar enough to the figure I have been or at least the person whose memories I have shared.

John.Keats, five feet tall. The primordial datasphere is as scary a place as it was before and it's even worse now that I don't have a mortal hideout to go to.Huge shapes moved beyond the dark horizon, and sounds echoed through the Voidlink, like footsteps on the brick floor of a deserted castle.Underneath and behind everything was the constant and disturbing rumble, like wheels on a paved road. Poor Hunter, I'd love to go back to him, pop out like Marley's ghost 39, and assure him I'm better than I look, but Meta-Earth is a dangerous place for me at the moment In this place, the existence of the Jing Demon God is like a flame on black velvet, branded on the data plane of the primary data circle.

39 Marley's ghost (Marley's ghost): from Dickens's famous book "Christmas Tales" or translated as "Stingy God of Wealth". The Intellectual Core summons me with greater power.But it's much more dangerous there. I remember Wumeng was in Bulang.The scene of destroying another Keats in front of Lamia crushed that analog personality and disappeared.The intelligence core's basic memory of that person melted away like a slug sprinkled with salt. Thank you, no need. I chose death instead of becoming a god, but there are little things to do before I go to sleep.

The super data circle scares me, and the intelligence core scares me even more. The base points of those data circles that I have to go through especially scare me to the bone, but I have no way out. I flew into the first black hole, whirled like a metaphorical leaf in a very real vortex, and finally emerged from the proper data plane, but was too dazed to do anything but sit there. An intelligence-core AI, as long as it is connected to the nerve center of these ROMs, or any anti-virus program in any purple gap in the mountains of data, can see me.But the chaos of the Intellectual Core itself saved me here: those great Intellectual Core figures were too busy running their own Trojan-horse machinations instead of guarding their back doors.

I found the code I want to connect with the data circle, and the neuron umbilical cord I need, and the rest only takes a nanosecond to follow the old road to enter the Tianlun Five Center, the Government Building, the hospital in it, and Paul.In Du Hei's dream caused by the drug effect. One of the things my personality is best at is dreaming.And I found, quite by chance, that my memory of a trip to Scotland could make for a pleasant dream-landscape, in which the priest was persuaded to flee.I'm an Englishman and a free thinker, and I used to be against everything that had anything to do with Catholicism, but the Jesuits have an undeniable virtue that they were taught to obey, not even logic, and this time A little is good for all mankind.When I told him to go quickly, Du Hei didn't ask why he woke up like a good obedient boy, put on a blanket and left.

Mena.Graystone took me for Joseph.Sylvelen, but she accepted my message as if it was a revelation sent to her by God.I want to tell her no, I'm not that one.I was just the one who had been here before, but that message was the point, so I delivered it and left. I passed the Intellectual Core on my way to Hyperion's primary data circle, and I felt the smell of molten metal from the Civil War, and I saw a bright light, probably Wumeng being wiped out.The old master (if it was he who died) died without saying a word, but with a scream of pain, as real as all conscious entities are when they are thrown into the furnace. .

I hurried on. The teleportation network connected to Hyperion was modest at best: a military portal, and a feeder ship among the dwindling number of Alliance ships due to combat losses.The sphere storing the base points probably won't be able to withstand the Ouster's attack for a few minutes.Just as I was passing through, the Torch Ship of the Overlord Union equipped with a smart nuclear sudden death bomb device was preparing to teleport over.I got my bearings, found a place to observe on that limited datasphere level, and stopped to see what happened next. God, Milio.Arendez said: Mena.Greystone sent an audio-visual message as a first-priority Urgent.

Theo.Lian walked over and watched with the old man as the urgent message gradually took shape in the air above the projection area.The Consul came out of the bedroom where he had gone to think, and went down the iron spiral staircase.Is there any news from Tian Lun Wu again?he said unhappily. Not specifically for us, Theo said, looking at the red codes that appeared and receded: Priority FTL communication to everyone everywhere. Arendez sat on a cushion.Something must have gone wrong.Has the president ever done a full-broadband communication before? Never, Theo.Lane said: "Just to encode such an audio-visual message is an astonishing amount of energy."

The consul took a step closer, pointed to the disappearing code and said: This is not an audio-visual message, look, it is a real-time broadcast. Xio shook his head, this kind of transmission would take hundreds of millions of electron volts. Arendez whistled, even if it only used 100 million electron volts, it must be a very important event. Total surrender, Xio said: This is the only thing that will use the instant broadcast of the whole universe.Graystone was to communicate this to the Ousters, to the worlds of the Frontier system, to other worlds, and to the Starnet.This must be on all comm channels, HTV, and datasphere channels, must be surrender.

Shut up, said the Consul.He had been drinking just now. Immediately after returning from the Ousters, the Consul started drinking and his mood was bad even when Theo and Arendez patted him on the back congratulating him for being alive, in the spaceship lift off, away from the Ousters There was no improvement after settlement.For the two hours they had sped toward Hyperion, he had been drinking alone. Mena.Graystone will not surrender, said the Consul vaguely, still holding the bottle of Scotch.Look good. Stephen.The Hawking torch ship is the twenty-third spaceship named after the respected great scientist of the Balian. On that ship, Arthur.General Mopurgo, looking up from deck C3, silenced his two officers on the bridge.Usually there are seventy-five people on a torch ship of this level. Now, after installing the intelligence nuclear sudden death bomb device in the weapon bay and fully armed, there are only Mopurgo and four volunteers on board.The monitors and cryptic computer voices told them, Stephen.Hawking was on course accelerating steadily to near maximum speed, heading for the Portal Station at the third point of La Grange between Madeia and its supermoon, on time.Madeia's port station leads directly to the heavily fortified Hyperion Portal.

There is still one minute and eighteen seconds before the teleportation point.Bridge officer Sha Lumeng.said Mopurgo, the general's son. Mopurgo nodded, and pressed the button to activate the broadband communication system.The projection screen on the bridge was busy displaying relevant information about this mission, so the general only received the voice part of the president's broadcast.He couldn't help smiling.If Mena knew he was in Stephen.If you take the helm on the Hawking, I don't know what to say.She still doesn't know well.He has no other choice.He'd rather not see the results of his precise, hand-delivered orders over the past two hours. Mopurgo looked at his older son with a feeling of pride that was painfully strong.There are not many officials of the Torch Ship Class who can propose this task, and his son is the first to volunteer for this task.If nothing else, the enthusiasm of the Mopurgos may have dispelled some of the intelligence core's suspicions. My fellow citizens, Graystone said: This is my last broadcast as president. As you all know, this terrible war has destroyed three of our worlds and is now on the verge of destroying a fourth, which has been reported as an invasion by the Ousters. This is a lie. The communication channel was completely cut off after a noise.Switch to FTL comm.General Mopurgo said. There is still one minute and three seconds to reach the teleportation point.said his son. Greystone's voice sounded again, slightly blurred by the FTL codec.To learn that our ancestors and ourselves made a Faustian deal with a force that had no regard for the fate of mankind. The current aggression is the mastermind of the intelligence core behind the scenes. The long and comfortable dark ages of our souls are caused by the Intellectual Core. The Intelligence Core is trying to destroy humanity and wipe us out of the universe, replacing them with machine gods they made themselves. Bridge officer Sha Lumeng.Mopurgo never took his eyes off the circle of dashboards.There are still thirty-eight seconds to arrive at the teleportation point. Mopurgo nodded.The faces of the other two men on the bridge were glistening with sweat.The general found that his face was also wet.It proves that the intelligence core lives in the dark place between the portal and the portal.They believe they are our masters.As long as Wanxingwang exists, as long as our beloved Balian is connected by a portal, they will be our masters. Mopurgo looked at his own mission schedule.Twenty-eight seconds to go.The teleportation to the Hyperion galaxy is all about an instant in terms of human perception.Mopurgo was convinced that the intelligence core's sudden death bomb device was probably programmed to detonate as soon as they entered Hyperion space.Shock waves of death would travel to the planet Hyperion in less than two seconds.In less than ten seconds, even the furthest Destroyer army would be devoured. Therefore, Mena.For the first time, Graystone said, there was emotion in her voice.As the President of the Alliance Senate, I have authorized the units of the Alliance Space Force to destroy all existing base points and portal facilities. This destroy this paralysis operation will be executed within ten seconds. God Bless the Alliance. May God forgive us all. Bridge officer Sha Lumeng.Mopurgo said coldly: There are five seconds until the teleportation time, Dad. Mopurgo looked across the bridge, meeting his son's eyes.The projection behind the young man showed the portal getting bigger and bigger, surrounding them. I love you.said the general. The 263 base points connecting more than 72 million portals were all destroyed within a time difference of less than 2.6 seconds.The units of the Overlord Fleet were deployed by Mopurgo under the order of the president, and they executed the order that was unsealed three minutes ago. Their actions were swift and professional, and they used missiles, guns and plasma bombs to destroy the fragile portal base. destroy. Three seconds later, the cloud of debris was still expanding, and hundreds of Tyrant spaceships found themselves at a standstill, between each other, and any other galaxy, even with the Hawking space jump thrusters, There are travel distances of weeks or months, and debts of several years. Thousands of people were teleporting, many dead instantly, mutilated or split in two, many amputated by portals collapsing behind or in front of them, and some just vanishing without a trace. Stephen.The Hawking's fate was exactly as planned, with both the entrance and exit portals destroyed the instant the ship teleported.No part of the torch ship survived in the real space. Later experiments fully showed that the so-called sudden death bomb device was detonated in the space-time of the intelligence core between the portals. Its effects are ultimately unknown. The impact on the rest of the Ten Thousand Stars Network and its residents was immediately apparent. Existing for seven hundred years, at least four hundred years, almost no one relied on the data circle, including the Council of All Things Network and all communication and connection channels disappeared.Hundreds of thousands went mad, shocked by the loss of something that had become more important than sight and hearing. More information plane operators, including many so-called Internet ruffians and system cowboys, are finished. Their avatars were caught in it when the data circle collapsed, or their brains were later proved to be the so-called zero feedback that caused nerve shunting. burnt out due to overloading. Millions of people died because their chosen dwellings were death traps accessible only by portals. The bishop of the Church of Final Reconciliation, the leader of Jing Demon God Sect, had already planned carefully to spend the doomsday in hiding.The hiding place is in a hollowed-out mountain in the depths of the northernmost Crow Mountain Range in Wuduoxing, and a large amount of supplies are stored. The only way in and out is through complicated multiple portals.The result was that the bishop died, along with the thousands of acolytes, exorcists, lectors, and gatekeepers who crammed into the inner sanctuary to share the saint's last air. Millionaire publisher Terina.Wen Geli︱Faye, aged ninety-seven standard years, but thanks to the miracle of Posen’s life-prolonging treatment and freezing technique, he lived for more than three hundred years, but made a big mistake on this day, and was placed in the No. 1 Tianlun Five Center In the office on the 435th floor of the Internet Tower in the Babel District of the Five Cities, which can only be accessed by a portal.After fifteen hours, always refusing to believe that the portal could not be reactivated in the short term, Terina finally agreed to her staff's request to remove the protective force field so that she could be picked up by the electromagnetic vehicle. Telina wasn't listening to instructions very carefully, the blast of decompression blowing her off the four hundred and thirty fifth floor, like the cork of an over-shaken champagne bottle, waiting for her employees in the electromagnetic car And members of the rescue team, saw the old lady form a blue line that fell straight down for as long as four minutes. In most worlds, chaos has a new definition. Most of Wanstar.com's economy disappeared along with the local data circle and Wanstar.com's giant data circle.Trillions of hard-earned or ill-earned money just disappeared.The universal universal card is useless, and the ATMs used in daily life are also coughing, panting, and stop working.Depending on the situation in each world, there may be weeks, or months, or even years without black market coins or banknotes to buy daily necessities, pay for public transportation, and pay for the simplest things. owe money, or receive services. But the economic depression of Wanxing.com hit like a tsunami, and it was just a small problem, which can be left for future consideration.For the vast majority of families, the impact is immediate and deeply personal. Parents go to work by portal as usual, for example, from Tianjin Si to Renaissance Star, and the result is not an hour late that night, but a delay of eleven years, provided the gentleman or lady can find it immediately Got one of the few space hopping ships with Hawking space hopping thrusters that go between worlds the hard old way. Families of wealthy families hear Greystone's broadcast in their cross-world hipster home, and look up at each other, originally separated by an open portal in each room only a meter or two apart, in the blink of an eye, Just light-years and years away, their room now faced nothingness. Children at school or camp or playground or babysitter's house just minutes away wait until they are reunited with their parents, presumably as adults. The Square of Stars, which had been reduced by the wind of the war, was blown away, and the original endless area of ​​beautiful shops and famous restaurants was broken into fragmented small sections, which could never be connected together again. After the giant portal was destroyed, the Tessex River stopped flowing, and the river overflowed and dried up, leaving the fish in the river to be exposed to two hundred suns. Riots broke out in many places, and Luthers tore himself apart like a wolf biting his own internal organs.The new Mecca set off waves of martyrdom. The ronin of Qingdao︱Xishuangbanna celebrated getting rid of the Ousters, and then hanged thousands of former Balian bureaucrats. Maui︱Covenant also had riots, but it was a celebration. Hundreds of thousands of descendants of the Kaiyuan family rode on floating islands to drive away the outsiders who occupied so many places in this world.Later, millions of shocked and evicted B&B and chalet owners became workers, demolishing thousands of oil well cranes and visitor centers dotted like smallpox on the Equatorial Islands. Renaissance star has a period of violence, followed by a very efficient social reconstruction, and a serious effort to feed this urban world without agriculture. The cities on Nordholm were empty as the people returned to the coast and the icy sea, and to the fishing boats of their ancestors. The situation on Bawadi is chaotic and civil war broke out. Draco VII was followed by a new retrovirus pandemic after the celebration and revolution. Fuji first resigned himself to his fate philosophically, and then immediately built the star orbit shipyard to build a space jumping fleet equipped with Hawking thrusters. The people of Esquez blame each other, and then the Social Labor Party wins in the World Congress. The people on Peaceful Planet prayed, and the new Pope Teilhard I held a large-scale meeting. The 39th Vatican Congress announced the arrival of a new era for the Church, and authorized the Congress to prepare to go to distant places to preach.Many missionaries go to many places.Pope Teilhard declared that these missionaries were not going to persuade people to change their original beliefs, but had the task of searching.The Church, like many endangered species, hides and endures adversity. There were riots and deaths on Tempe, and the rise of mass leaders. On Mars, the Olympus Command Academy still maintained contact with its troops for a period of time through super-light speed communication. At the beginning, Olympus confirmed that there were Ousters invading everywhere, but the Hyperion galaxy had stopped.The intelligence nuclear ships intercepted are all empty, and the program has not been set, and the aggression has passed. There were riots and reprisals in Middle Texas. In Qom︱Riyadh, a self-proclaimed fundamentalist Shia leader came out of the desert, called a hundred thousand believers, and within a few hours overthrew the Sunni government, and the new revolutionary government returned power to theology Home, turn back the time two thousand years.The people were ecstatic. Yamagast, one of the frontier worlds, is in the same situation as before, except that there are many more tourists, new archaeologists, and other imported luxuries. Yamagast is a labyrinthine world, where The underground labyrinth is still empty. Hebron was terrified in the outer world center of the New Jerusalem, but the elders of the Church of Zion quickly restored order to that city and that world.They drew up plans to ration the rare Outerworld necessities, turn deserts into fields, increase farmland, and plant trees.The people complained to each other, thanked God for being spared, and argued with God about the discomfort of being spared this time, and then worked hard. On the Valley of the Gods, the entire continent is still burning, and black smoke fills the sky.Not long after the last chaotic army left, dozens of tree ships rose from the clouds, slowly climbed up with the power of nuclear fusion, and were protected by a protective force field activated by earg outside. Once they escaped from the gravity well, most of them The treeship turns outward in all directions, beginning a distant quantum space hop along the zodiac.The FTL image information was uploaded by the treeship to the waiting Ouster settlement in the distance, and the reseeding began. The Tianlun Five Center, the center of power, wealth, commerce, and politics, the starving survivors leave dangerous towers and useless cities and helpless star-track dwellings to find someone to blame and someone to punish. They don't have to go far to find it. Feng.General Zedart was in Government House when the portal was destroyed, and he now guards the place with two hundred marines and sixty-eight security personnel.Former President Mena.Graystone still commanded the six Praetorian Guards that Korchev and the other high-ranking senators had left for her when they departed in the first and last Patriarch evacuation landing craft.The mob obtained anti-space missiles and long guns from nowhere, and until the siege was over or the defensive force field failed, the other 3,000 government building personnel and refugees could not enter or leave. Graystone stood at the observation point ahead, watching the riot. The mob had already destroyed most of the deer park and gardens before the last line of restraint force field and guard force field stopped them.Now there are at least three million fanatical people crowded in front of the defense line, and the number of mobs is still increasing rapidly. Can you pull back the force field's defenses fifty meters and re-establish it before the mob rushes up?Graystone asked the general.The black smoke from the burning cities on both sides filled the sky, and thousands of men and women were pushed and bumped into the protective force field by the crowd behind, making the flickering wall two meters below look like strawberry jam Same.Even though the restraining force field made their nerves and bones extremely painful, tens of thousands of people still clung to them. We can do it, President, Feng.Zedat said: But why? I'm going out and talking to them.Graystone's voice sounded very tired. The Marine general looked at her and decided she must be telling some bad joke.President, in another month, they'll be willing to listen to you or any of us, and that's on the radio or TV. In another year, maybe two years, when order is restored and they can reason with them, they might be able to forgive This matter, I am afraid that it will take the next generation before they will truly understand what you have done and understand that you saved them and all of us. I want to talk to them, Mena.Graystone said: I have something to give them. Feng.Zedart shook his head and looked at the group of overlord generals. They were all looking at the mob from the cracks in the bunker, but now they all looked at Greystone with the same unbelievable and terrifying eyes. I'll have to ask President Korchev first.Feng.General Zedat said. No, Mena.Graystone said wearily: He rules an empire that no longer exists.I still rule the world I destroyed.She gave a nod to his Praetorian Guardsmen, who drew sudden death clubs from their orange and black striped uniforms. None of the overlord generals took any action.Feng.General Zedat said: Mena, the next delivery ship is coming. Graystone nodded absently.I think it should be in the inner garden.The mob will probably be at a loss for a short period of time, and the retreat of the force field's defense line will be beyond their expectations.She looked around, as if afraid of forgetting something, then asked Feng.Zedat held out his hand, goodbye, Mark, thank you, please take care of my people. Feng.Zedat shook hands with her, watched the lady adjust the scarf, and touched the bracelet-shaped communication recorder blankly, as if praying for good luck.Then he walked out of the bunker with four guards.The small group walked slowly across the ravaged garden towards the field of protection.The mob outside seemed to react like a single, mindless organism, pressing against the purple restraining field, screaming like a deranged animal. Greystone turned, raised a hand as if to wave, and called her Praetorians back, four soldiers hurrying across the trampled grass. Let's do it, said the oldest of the guards who stayed in place, pointing to the remote control of the restraining force field. Fuck you, Feng.General Zedat made it very clear that as long as he was alive, no one could get near the remote. Feng.Zedart forgot that Greystone could still use the password to connect to the military channel. He saw her raise the communication recorder in her hand, but his reaction was too slow.The light on the remote flashes red and then turns green.The peripheral force field flickered off, and then re-formed fifty meters behind. At that moment, Mena.Graystone stood there alone, with only a few meters of grass between her and the millions of mobs, and the countless corpses that fell due to the sudden retreat of the wall formed by the force field. Graystone raised his arms as if to embrace the mob, and there was a full three seconds of silence and inactivity, and then the mob roared like a gigantic beast, thousands armed with clubs, stones, knives and broken pieces. The bottle rushed forward. For a while, in Feng.It seemed to Gedart that Graystone stood like an immovable rock against the tide of the mob; he could see her black dress and bright neckerchief, and she stood erect, arms still He held it high, but then hundreds of people came, the crowd surrounded, and the figure of the president disappeared. The Praetorians put down their death sticks and were arrested by Marines. Fog guard force field, Feng.Zedat ordered: Tell the transport ships to land in the inner garden every five minutes.quick! The general turned away. God, Theo.Lian En looked at the intermittent FTL report and said: So many instantaneous images came in that the computer didn't have time to separate them, and the result was a chaotic crazy scene. Play the segment where the base point was destroyed again.said the consul. follow orders.As the ship said, the FTL transmission was temporarily suspended, and the sudden white light was played again, followed by debris scattered like flowers blooming, and a sudden collapse. The base point not only swallowed itself, but also destroyed everything within a radius of 6,000 kilometers .The instruments showed the power of the gravitational tide: easily adaptable at such a distance, but havoc for the Alliance and Destroyer ships approaching Hyperion's still battling forces. alright.The Consul said the flood of reports was flooding in again via FTL. no doubts?Arendez asked. No, said the Consul: Hyperion is an alien world again.It's just that this time there is no Ten Thousand Stars Network to accept it as a frontier galaxy. It's unbelievable, Theo.Lien said.The ex-Governor sat drinking Scotch; it was the first time the Consul had seen his aide indulge himself in this way.Theo poured another glass of wine about four fingers high.Wanxing.com is gone, and five hundred years of expansion has been wiped out. There was no sweep, the Consul said.He put the glass of wine he hadn't finished on the table.Those worlds are still there.Various cultures will gradually separate, but we still have the Hawking Space Jump Thruster.That is developed by ourselves in technology, rather than borrowed from the intelligence core. Milio.Arendez leaned forward and clasped his palms, as if praying.Is the intelligence core really gone?destroyed? The Consul listened attentively to the cacophony of words, yells, pleas, military orders, and cries for help coming through the voice-only FTL channel.Perhaps not destroyed, he said: but cut off, isolated. Theo finished his glass of wine and carefully put down the glass.There was something feeble and glassy about his green eyes.Do you think they have other spider webs?Another portal system?Retained intelligence core? The Consul compared it with his hands, and we know that they succeeded in creating their supreme wisdom.Maybe this supreme wisdom deliberately let that wisdom core be eliminated.Perhaps some of the old Supreme Intelligences were left behind in limited numbers as they originally planned to leave billions of humans behind. Suddenly, the cacophony of voices on the FTL communication stopped, as if severed by a knife. Boat?asked the Consul, suspecting that some part of the receiver had lost power. All FTL communications stopped, most only half way through.Said the boat. The Consul thought of (Sudden Death Device) and felt his heart beating wildly.But no, he immediately thought, it was impossible to affect all worlds at the same time.Even if several hundred of these devices were detonated simultaneously, there would still be a problem of time lag, while the Overlord's ships and other distant transmission sources would all receive the final message.But then what? All the messages seemed to be interrupted due to the interference of the transmission medium. The boat said: This is impossible according to my current knowledge. The consul stood up. (The transmission medium is disturbed?) Based on human’s understanding of faster-than-light communication, the medium of faster-than-light communication is the super-linear connection of Planck’s infinite terrain in space-time itself; that is, the supreme wisdom is very vaguely called the void connection.Interference is simply not possible in this medium. All of a sudden, the ship said: There are messages coming in FTL communication. The transmission source comes from every place; unknown base, infinite space, transmission speed: instant. The consul was about to tell the ship not to speak nonsense, but the air above the projection area flashed into a voice that was neither an image nor a column of data, saying: This channel should no longer be abused.You are interfering with other people's legitimate use.Only after you understand the purpose of this channel can you resume using it, goodbye. The three of them sat there blankly, surrounded by dead silence, only the reassuring sound of the fan blades turning, and the low and soft sounds of the spaceship sailing.Finally, the consul said: Ship, please send the standard FTL communication time and location image, no encryption is required, and the receiving station's response is attached. Then there was a pause of several seconds. It was impossible for the ship's AI-like computer to take such a long time to respond.Sorry, impossible to respond.The ship finally spoke. why not?the consul pressed. FTL communication is no longer allowed.Hyperline connections are no longer available. Is there nothing on the FTL channel?Theo asked, staring at the sky above the projection area, as if someone had turned off a tense moment on the light curtain TV. The boat stopped for a long time again.All in all, Mr. Lane, said the ship: there is no such thing as faster-than-light communication. My God, murmured the Consul, gulping down his drink and going over to the bar for another.It's that old Chinese curse.he murmured. Milio.Arendez raised his head, what is that? The consul took a long swig of his wine.Ancient Chinese curse.He said: May you live in interesting times. As if to compensate for the loss of faster-than-light communication, the ship began broadcasting radio programs and intercepted narrow-band data, along with a real-time view of Hyperion's blue-and-white planet.Watching the sphere spin, getting bigger and bigger as they slowed down to 200 gravity and flew there.