Fantastic Worlds

At some point, I heard the fierce chirping of birds taking food from each other. Without hesitation, I decided to take part in this fight for something edible. She walked away from the creek and approached the place of quarrel. Small gray birds shared long oblong fruits. There were no fruits on the tree itself, but they grew on a strange curly plant that braided the chosen trunk. The upper fruits were shallower and hanging quite openly, but the lower ones were almost hidden under the large leaves...

Quietly sobbing and wiping tears, I was sitting on a bench in the park behind the shop. I sat for a long time and couldn't decide to go into the shop. And the time went by. I understood that it was impossible to postpone any more. Now I was not waiting for a joyful return home and not to be late. I swore to myself that I hurried, did not see what I was given. How could I not check the change? How could I put the money in my pocket so lightly? My aunt, unlike me, never forgets her "responsibilities"...

Galanet, driven by the thirst for life, found a way out. He created the Pluto. Another tool, the weapon of information warfare, as they would say on Earth. The civilization of the mass-effect discoverers was not expected to overcome the Indoctrination of the Plutus and joined Galanet in presenting him with its discoveries. Galaneta was well - the speed of communication between parts of his vast Swarm had increased many times. But not only because of this - the reapers who cultivate zero civilizations, the mass-effect was also in place...

The reapers are retreating to the Catapult. - ...someone's voice was heard nearby. Of course. After Gorn's activation, they have nothing to do here. And not because Gorn is able to destroy them or worse, to subdue them. It's not because... Jack now understood. All Jack wanted to say to him was the Pluto. Everything the earthlings wanted to know from him. Even why Gorn called him that, too, was now crystal clear. It all started millions of years ago. Hundreds of millions of years ago. Creatures...

The saddle rested on the grounds that such a device would be inoperable, but it was good for some changes. Scientists were awake and pressing on. Half a month later, the leadership of Cosmoflot - a copy of the Earth - got a detailed report with a description of the modified Horn and justification of the cost of its construction. The estimate required for the construction of this "translator", came out about as the Martian flagship - expensive, but it is quite ascendant. Especially taking into...

Later, with all the nebula of the Snake. The rest of the galaxy knew only one thing - the army consisting of rachni, crows and gots were led by someone who called himself Reapers. And the Harvest had already begun. Huge ships, shaped like cephalopods or insects with a thick belly, appeared over the planet, meant a deadly battle. A battle that cannot be won. Photos, videos, and other files carrying information about this, scattered across the extranet much faster than light. People were still on the sidelines and watched what was happening with interest...

- Marsha's assault team is back! - Accepted, - answered the astronaut and repeated the order to the whole group. Short confirmation signals and an almost complete assault team are removed and leaving the bridge of this very blue ship. Assault groups are an old invention, and Lieutenant Cosmoflot already knew it. Even on Earth in world wars, they gathered in one group of fighters of different specialties and sent them to do the impossible for ordinary troops. Then they gathered such groups of fighting machines...

Azari felt that her thoughts were starting to get confused: - Warriors?! It was your soldiers who broke into our ship! - They didn't break-in, but came to ensure your safety," he said. - You had a frigate full of mercenaries and prohibited weapons, and a criminally insane person calling himself a representative of some kind of Systems Alliance, who managed to threaten both the whole civilization friendly to the Council and the Council itself! In the person of its representatives, that is, your very beautiful face...

Cosmoflot's landing party has long known the advantages of alien defense barriers - they are getting easier. And for the landing party, it is a definite plus - you can brake at the last moment and hardly drops of fuel. And today it was necessary to start from the inertial field of the ship - and consequently, paratroopers have moved from the carrier on the purposes much faster than usual. Armor of Citadel ships, even Azari yachts, is very strong - if you shoot at them with dumplings through kinetic shields...

Inertial field generators turned out to be very large and energy-hungry, so the only ship of non-special construction, which allowed to install and use the generator right away, was the flagship of the Martian squadron "Resolute". And the experience of its pilots and the quality of their neural interfaces made it possible just to rush to the test. - All that remains to be done is to check this generator in running mode. - said the captain of the flagship Ian Boyce. He was answered by an unfamiliar voice of Neriya: - You will have such an opportunity, captain...

Yeah, supernatural. Those who were in contact with the blue as if they were going mad and trusting them. It was as if they had seen goddesses, not aliens who looked like humans... And if only they had seen. But we also listened! Of course, not everybody has become like that even on Earth. But a lot. Very much. Especially important people with whom the blue ones tried to contact. And the cosmos found salvation in isolation and now looked at the Earth with horror. Neriya understood - a little more, and politicians, completely fascinated by the blue, will sign any documents and contracts...

Bathing as usual - the harassment of dissidents, the destruction of freedom fighters... No, it's from other texts. Of course - with the planting of traditional values, with the propaganda of the greatness of the native planet, the ancient and great mankind, who built sailing ships even when the citadels just got to the nebula of the Snake ... No, again, not so. With the creation of a completely new type of culture, modern and advanced? Well, it looks more like... But one dick, all of the above was present...