Chapter 204 - 204 Captain’s Diary

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Chapter 204: Chapter 204 Captain's Diary

"Today is the 2522,226th home planet day for me to serve on the mother ship. I heard that another group of recruits are going to board the mother ship to serve. Does that mean that it is not far from the day of my promotion? Oh, dear Maria, it seems that the day when I become captain and marry you is not far away.

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"On the 2522652rd Mother Star Day, the recruits are the recruits. They are reckless, and they dare to contradict the officer. They are unruly and tame. They cause me a lot of trouble every time. Am I too gentle against the recruits? It should be that tomorrow's training will be doubled. I want them to completely imprint the rules and regulations of the fleet into the bone marrow and genes.

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"Another day passed. On the 2599658 Mother Star Day of service, the atmosphere in the ship was very dull. The captain, who usually could not meet, stood on the speech table and showed his face in various places of the mother ship through the channel, solemnly announcing the beginning of the war. I was in a trance and worried about all kinds of training. It's funny. I'm so nervous that I'm going crazy now. It's like a recruit. Maria, am I ridiculous? Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

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"On the 2599660th Mother Star Day of service, since the declaration of the war that day, the Fourth Fleet set sail from its home port. My mood has calmed down and is no longer as shameful as at that time, but there is still a doubt in my heart that I can't get an answer - the enemy that the Fourth Fleet is about to face Who is it?"

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After roughly browsing the content of the first unlocked record panel, Huo Gu also understood the reason why those aliens locked these things. Diary is a private item, and of course, you need to bring a lock.

Look at the style of these record panels, they should be distributed on the ship. Military supplies such as military uniforms, quilts and pillows should be one for each person.

"Will, can you see what this is?"

"Huh?"

Huo Gu let out a puzzle, and the content of the diary handed to it by the collector was indeed a little strange. It was not to describe something in words, but to record patterns with unclear meaning.

The first pattern I saw was a large circle covering the whole panel. There was a small circle inside the big circle, and there was a smaller circle pattern inside the small circle, and so on, all the way to the center, just like a target on the shooting range.

Then, this pattern is overlapped with another strange staggered triangle pattern. Why is it overlapping? Because the painting style of the two patterns is too different, it is difficult for the visual system to connect them. This visual difference even gives people the illusion of staggered triangles at first glance.

After carefully looking at the pattern for a while, Huo Gu, who didn't see any famous, continued to browse the following information.

It is still a pattern and a large circle, but the center is no longer a staggered triangle, but more similar to the casual graffiti of a three-year-old child, which is messy. If you can still see the artistic painting style of three-dimensional geometry before, now this is completely meaningless.

Continuing to turn back, gradually appears other types of patterns. The painter seems to be no longer limited to the original large circular body, and then, in the subsequent patterns, non-selin characters will appear from time to time.

The penultimate part of the diary is an unfinished painting... In fact, it can't be said to be a painting, because in Huo Gu's view, it's graffiti, just half of it, and it's not finished.

At the end of the page, Huo Gu finally saw what he could understand. On the last page, the whole article was full of the words of the Selin people. It seemed that the painter did not intend to continue to draw.

"I'm wrong. I'm really wrong. Why did I choose to be born in this world? Why do I have such a strong curiosity about the unknown? Perched on the calm and ignorant island, in the vast dark ocean, but this does not mean that we should sail for this. I should understand this truth, I should understand..."

In a few paragraphs of self-statement, Huo Gu stopped when he saw it here. There was only messy graffiti behind, and he couldn't see what it meant.

In the last article, between the lines, you can faintly feel the author's self-reproach, fear, regret... He seems to have encountered something that he stopped painting and wrote these in later.