“Yes, captain what would you like to know?” She replied quickly in a rushed tone.
“Is it possible to retrieve a sample of the bacteria used for the Bioreactor without interrupting the ship's functions?” He asked as he looked at the ghost-like woman by his side while scratching his chin.
Fantasma quickly replied.
“Yes, it is possible to retrieve a sample from the Bioreactor without interfering with it.”
Although Gray had downloaded all the knowledge from the Larcripters, it still took time for him to go through and remember. It was much faster to ask Fantasma about it because she had also downloaded all the Larcripter information together with him.
She could also access the information much faster than Gray; after all, that was what she was built for in the first place.
“That’s good; let's do that right now,” Gray said while walking to the Bioreactor. Once Gray got to the Bioreactor, he looked around it before asking Fantasma about how to retrieve the Bio Plasma-producing bacteria.
“So um, how do I do this?” Gray questioned Fantasma.
Not long after, a black metal container came out of the Bioreactor; Gray walked to it and pulled it out. It was twice the length of a soda can and it was also very light.
“Captain Gray, that container contains the spare culture of the Bio Plasma-producing bacteria.
Without this, if anything went wrong with the ship's Bioreactor, it would no longer be able to produce Bio Plasma needed to fuel the ship. I advise you to keep that safe.”
Fantasma advised Gray with a concerned look on her face. She came to an understanding that Gray liked this ship a lot and that he did not want anything bad happening to it.
He took the container out and nodded, “Good. With this, I will be able to proceed with my plans. Fantasma, can you program the ship to fly to a certain location without you or me piloting it or having to be aboard it?”
“Yes, I can do that, but captain what would you like me to do that for?” Fantasma questioned him with a concerned look.
“Okay, I think it’s about time I tell you about the plan I’ve come up with.
With this culture, we can move forward without any errors; I want you to program the ship to fly to a random location above the ocean without alerting the Larcripters. It would be best to keep the stealth mode of the ship on, once the ship is over that location, I want it to send the message to the Okagos.
That way, if the ship does blow up or its location is exposed, we would not be affected in any way, and we would remain here, hidden from the Larcripters.” Gray explained his plan to her.
Fantasma looked quite surprised that Gray was going to sacrifice the ship. “Oh, but if you go with that plan you would lose the ship?”
Gray looked at the small canister that held the Bio Plasma-producing bacteria before he spoke. “Yes, that will happen, but the main reason I asked about the culture of bio-producing bacteria is because I want to build my Bioreactor with them.”
He then continued to speak, “So Fantasma, I want you to make a message for the Okagos and program the ship to go to a random location over the sea and send it. For the message, send earth’s spatial coordinates and information about it having Bio matter; also, make sure you mention the Larcripters profiting from its abundant Bioresources.”
“Yes, captain I will get on to it right away. It will be done in five minutes.” Fantasma replied as she began to work on her task.
Without anything to do, he sat on the floor that had cool temperature.
Gray then started to remember how he first started this whole thing by risking his life to see or get revenge on the aliens but ended up obtaining this alien spaceship. He remembered how he asked lots of questions in the beginning and how lucky he was to get this far.
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He stole an alien ship from the very invaders that looked down on the human race. He remembered his mother, that had been killed and possibly harvested by the Larcripter's almost humanoid Mechs; he remembered all the running he did and how he was still on the run from being hunted down by the aliens he pissed off.
Gray thought about the Larcripter that he had killed and how he would have died, if the fight did not end earlier. ‘Now that I think about it, it must have been at Bio level 5, which is the minimum standard for the Larcripters to pilot a Mech carrier or cargo ship.
Though this ship has more advanced systems like the cloaking mechanism in it because it was modified to be used for research and scouting purposes.’
“Ha ha, tisk… lucky me.” Gray clicked his tongue and chuckled to himself in a low tone.
Fantasma asked him. “Captain, what does lucky mean?”
“Wow, you can hear me from over there?” Gray spoke to Fantasma with a surprised look on his face.
“Well, I am encoded to you. So as long as you stimulate your vocal cords, I would be able to hear you.” Fantasma told Gray.
“That’s nice to know.” He spoke in an awkward tone.
“Yes captain, but you still have not told me what Lucky means?” Fantasma asked Gray with a burning desire to know more about the world that she was born into.
“You don’t know what Lucky means? But don’t you understand Japanese?”
Gray asked her with a confused look on his face.
“Japanese, that must be your human language. At the moment, we are speaking in the Larcripter's native tongue.” Fantasma explained this to Gray.
“What…? Oh, I almost forgot.” Gray had a surprised look on his face before he went on to say. “It’s just that speaking in the Larcripter's native tongue just sounds so natural.”
“Yes captain, we are currently speaking in the native tongue of the Larcripters. I also do not understand the native language that the captain’s species speaks.” Fantasma had a sad look on her face.
“Wait, I don’t know how I sound when I speak Larcriptin?” He quickly took out his phone and spoke into it; he then replayed the recording while trying hard not to understand Larcriptin. Then only to find out that the language he was speaking sounded like a madman uttering utter crap.
‘Damn Fantasma, you should have told me I sounded like a madman, but now that I think about it, it seems that speaking in the Larcripter's native language seems quite normal; it’s almost as if I’m still speaking Japanese.
I hope I have not forgotten how to speak Japanese and English, let me test it.’ With this thought, Gray continued to speak into his phone’s speaker. This time in English and Japanese. He then played them back to find out that he was still proficient in both of them.
“That was close I thought I forgot how to speak the languages that I learned,” Gray said this while he breathed out a sigh of relief.
Looking confused, she asked him. “Captain, is your species still in the stage of speaking multiple languages?”
“Um… yes, the people of Earth still speak different languages and do not yet have a universal one.
Also, lucky means having good fortune or lots of success.” Gray explained this to her with a slight bit of embarrassment in his tone.
“Oh… captain, then you are indeed lucky.” She praised Gray with the new word that she had learned from him.
Gray felt a headache coming along, so he decided to ask her a question. “Hay Fantasma, now that we are on the subject of different languages will the Okagos be able to understand the message that we are going to send them?”
“That will not be a problem as the Larcripter's native language is registered in the official universal language archive; they will have no problem decoding it,” Fantasma explained.
“Nice, that’s good I thought we ran into a roadblock there. Also, how long would it take you to learn all of Earth’s languages?” Gray looked up to Fantasma, who was standing while using the ship's holographic control panel as he was still seated.
“If I have access to them, it would only take me a couple of hours depending on how many there are.” Fantasma boasted in pride.
“Cool, so I would like you to learn them when we leave the ship. Also, what is your progress on the tasks I gave you?” Gray asked her.
Fantasma told Gray with a smile on her face. “I have finished all of them; all that is left is to fuel up the Bioreactor and let the ship do its thing.”
“Good, then let me go and get some fuel for the ship,” Gray said, with a pleased expression on his face. He left the ship and went to gather some more Bio matter for the Bioreactor to fuel up the ship.
It did not take long before this task was completed; Gray then went back to the ship to fill up the Bioreactor.
Once he was done, he made sure that everything was all set. He and Fantasma then left the ship. They watched the ship's giant hangar door close, its gravity engines start, and the ship lifts off. Once the ship was forty or so meters away from him, he could no longer see it due to its cloaking.
“I wonder if humanity will hate me for what I’m doing?” Gray asked this out loud, with a slight bit of concern in his voice.
“Don’t worry, captain; I’m sure they will be very pleased with all the efforts you have put in to save them,” Fantasma said, as she heard the worry in Gray's voice and tried to encourage him.
“Oh! Also, Captain Gray, you no longer have a ship, which means you are no longer a captain.” She said this with a teasing smile on her face.
“Ha-ha yeah, you can just call me Gray from now on.” He said this to Fantasma while scratching his head.
“Affirmative, Gray” Fantasma said this while she twirled in the air like a fairy.
While Gray and Fantasma were talking, the ship had already reached its destination, traveling at hypersonic speeds at a high altitude.
It then came to a stop and proceeded to send out the message. This process overloaded the QSTC device and caused a small unstable wormhole that swallowed half of the ship up.
This commotion did not go unnoticed by the Larcripters as their sensors had picked up the spatial movement, but it was too late to do anything. A simple message had been sent 400 light-years away that had been received by their mortal enemies, the Okagos.