Chapter 92 Foolish and Unhappy

It took Calvin ten minutes to get fully equipped with the help of machinery and hurried to the bridge.

Doubtful thoughts had been accompanying his mind since the first time he heard the notice:

What kind of accidents could happen during this ultra-long-distance warp travel with a single jump distance of more than 5,000 light years?

In theory, there should be no accidents in this deep voyage before returning to reality. If there are any, there can only be one kind - the warp storm, the kind that destroys the ship and kills people.

Calvin finally arrived at the bridge, and before he reached the command area, he could already hear the voices of the third captain Stern arguing with the mechanical bishop Katin on the stage.

The captain of the third company asked loudly:

"Since we received the signal from the astropath for help, why don't we go!"

The bishop answered in a very calm voice:

"We received a wide-area signal. We have a mission and no time to waste."

"But wasn't this trip an expedition? Shouldn't we respond to the call as soon as we receive the signal for help?"

"It must be us? It's true that this is the signal of the Inquisition, but after so long, the signal transmission has been distorted. What else do we know besides knowing that it is the Inquisition? What if it is a signal from the Anti-foreign Order?"

"No matter who it is, we should go and take a look. This is our duty."

"What about our own mission? Once we leave the subspace diving state here, it will take at least another month for the choir to prepare to enter the subspace deep navigation state again. Can you be sure that we can arrive at the scheduled location on time?"

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Calvin entered the command platform, and the "communication" between the two sides continued.

He used his eyes to ask the current champion of the third company, Paladin Crawford, who also holds the rank of Arbitrator, and the latter also shook his head very slowly after receiving his eyes, indicating that Calvin should be patient.

Later, a psychic message appeared in Calvin's ears. He was slightly stunned and then released his consciousness protection to receive this message.

As expected, Crawford's voice sounded in Calvin's mind:

"We received a broken signal for help in the subspace turbulence. We don't know the specific time and location of the call for help. In addition to knowing that this signal came from the opposite side of the subspace where we are now, there is only an encrypted mark of the Inquisition."

"Ah, so. It's really hard to deal with it."

Calvin pondered the meaning of this message. He would be entangled in the same way if he were in this situation.

It is really hard to accept to give up the ongoing mission for a piece of information that does not even have a time dimension and specific coordinates, but it is impossible to give up directly from the perspective of responsibility.

Calvin subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked at the seat in the center of the command desk.

This is not an easy decision. No matter which option he chooses, he must be responsible for the possible problems on the other side.

Calvin sucked his teeth and turned his eyes to look back, and by the way, he felt sorry for the dying brain cells of the great mentor who was cooperating for the first time.

But just at this moment, the Grand Master, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and his inquiring eyes just happened to collide with Calvin's.

"It's bad, it's bad..." Calvin instantly felt that something was wrong, and he subconsciously wanted to run away.

But it was too late. The Grand Master, who noticed his little action, had already clearly rang out the cold voice of the entire command platform.

"Your concerns have been expressed clearly enough. Now, please keep quiet. Who else in the command sequence has not spoken? Well, Arbitrator Calvin. Tell me what you think."

In an instant, following the guidance of the voice in the center of the platform, the eyes of the entire bridge seemed to be focused on Calvin.

Calvin, who had no time to complain about himself, shifted his attention to the matter itself, and the "Thread Ripper" in his brain began to work after being fully powered.

His brain quickly ran the data and current situation of the entire fleet. Within a few breaths, all the known information about this matter was gathered in his mind, and several plans with different feasibility and completeness were disassembled.

In the second when the pressure from the surroundings shifted to Calvin, he gave a reply to the expectant and scrutinizing gazes:

"In our navigation route, the scheduled departure from the subspace is in the Baka sector. According to the plan, we will go to Orpheus via Mantora after replenishing there, right?"

Mechanical Bishop Katin Babel looked at the holographic map again.

The machine soul in the command console responded to his consciousness, and displayed the routes and sector nodes involved in Calvin's words in real time above everyone's head.

"Continue your thoughts, young man." The bishop's voice was no longer as fierce as before, and he seemed to have understood Calvin's intention.

After getting the information confirmed, Calvin looked at the holographic image above his head again.

He pointed to the location of the Baka sector and said to everyone:

"If we leave the subspace now, and then release a team directly to the nearest Inquisition assembly point, and then continue to enter the subspace to sail until the next large node. And then make a deep jump with the help of the recovered choir, how much time will we lose?"

The holographic projector calculated the specific numbers and displayed them above everyone's heads, while Calvin's calculations were not slower than this, and were even faster.

He did not look at the results above his head, but continued his speech before the numbers calculated by the servo were displayed:

"21 days! We can notify the Tribunal to move the expected supply point from here to Mantora. The time left for them to adjust is absolutely enough. If it is not enough, we can even continue to move to Eurydice. Anyway, our bottom line is actually only one, to ensure the state is complete before entering Orpheus, right? In this way, our time process will be no problem."

When Calvin finished expressing his opinions, the holographic map on the command desk had listed all his plans under the operation of the mechanical bishop, and marked the variables and attention time nodes one by one.

The Grand Master showed enough interest in this plan. He looked at the variables on each data node and asked Calvin one by one.

After getting his accurate and reliable reply, the Grand Master turned his eyes to the map with satisfaction. Everyone's eyes also began to shift from Calvin to the holographic image above their heads.

Calvin breathed a sigh of relief. This inexplicable first test after boarding the ship was considered passed.

However, before he could completely relax, the Archbishop raised a question that was taken for granted after confirming that this plan was feasible - who was responsible for carrying out this small-scale delivery mission.

Calvin, who had just recovered from his shock, looked at the attention and hopeful eyes of the Grand Master who were once again surrounding him, and had no choice.

He knew very well that according to the command sequence of the entire spacecraft, he was indeed the best candidate to carry out this unplanned delivery mission without affecting the established plan.

And it was at this time that he suddenly realized and looked at the third captain who had abnormally not continued to argue with the Archbishop since he arrived at the command desk.

He didn't understand why such a purely computational problem would make these veterans entangled, but the problem came too quickly for him to have the opportunity to doubt in this direction.

The other party's figure standing behind the Grand Master without knowing when and his smiling face proved Calvin's guess.

"Damn it, these old birds are teaming up to set a trap for me..."

Calvin looked at the people on the command platform who were seriously discussing the "plan proposed by Calvin himself", and thought to himself...

The state gradually recovered, and the old rules were to post first and then modify.