Him and their stars.

Chapter 1803 Heaven and earth live together
Many times, Yu Lian would inevitably think that the existence of the Abyss Nebula was too subtle. It was as if the creator of this universe had to create an isolation zone for his lush and prosperous star cluster.

Yes, even the more vast, mysterious and legendary Spiral Nebula has two stable cross-shaped routes, thus forming the most prosperous trade route in the universe, as well as the most lawless outlaws.

However, it is this mysterious abyss that seems to constitute a natural barrier between galactic civilizations.

And I have to say that the appearance of this isolation zone is really clever.

If there were no Abyss Nebula and its other appendages - many people regard the Far Shore Nebula as an appendage of the Abyss - there would be absolutely no possibility for the Blue Star Community to become independent from the Empire.

No, it's not just a small community. The Great Sea Star Region, the Three-branch Star Region countries, and even the Circe, Minlan and Iron Army Union, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to survive the uncontrollable desire for conquest of the Tirelo people.

Of course, the all-out war between the Empire and the Alliance might unfold in a way that no one wants to see.

The hegemonic war between two human powers with completely different ideologies will be protracted and will tear the galaxy apart. There will be no more rise of the Ero Empire, no more so many intelligent races rising up and establishing themselves between the two great powers, and no more Galactic Civilization Council.

This is probably the geographical determinism of civilization and history.

In any case, the existence of the Abyss Nebula is excellent. Once upon a time, in another timeline, it once sheltered itself when it was wanted by the two major camps; and now, it is probably going to turn into mountains to protect itself.

Of course, the above are just Yu Lian's personal speculations. As a non-professional commander and professional navigator, he always has to find an excuse to kill time.

As the cruiser sailed deeper into the Abyssal Nebula, external communications were once again disrupted. Although not completely cut off, all audible signals seemed to have entered the old-fashioned telephone dialing mode. Even a text message of a few kilobytes would take an hour or two to transmit, and would often be interrupted.

In this case, the quality of instant messaging is of course absolutely unguaranteed. It is not surprising that Feifei and Yani suddenly disconnected the call.

It was definitely not intentional to cut off direct contact between him and Miss Bei, absolutely not. Yu Lian thought so.

That was all he could think of.

During this expedition, the supernova storm encountered on the far coast isolated the Relic from the outside world for more than two weeks, and even put this special warship, which the Empire had spent a lot of money to build, into danger several times.

But astrological reactions of the same scale and with the same lethality have long been the norm in the Abyss Nebula.

Under such circumstances, Yu Lian could only devote himself to the promising job of navigator. In the exploration of the universe, the exploration of unknown routes and the navigation of dangerous star fields all depend on the perception of navigators based on mysticism. This is not scientific, but it is often very useful.

Even for a saint like Yu Lian, this is not an easy task.

He suddenly thought that when he was in that "dream world" and gave the order to conquer the abyss and build a stable waterway across this natural barrier, he must have been like a tyrant, right?

At that time, I dispatched thousands of warships, sent out dozens of top psychic navigators, sacrificed millions of lives, but failed to open up the waterway. All I got were these dotted and solid lines with question marks on the star map.

...There is indeed a kind of beauty that is so spectacular that it can mislead a country.

However, this is not my fault, as I was not the only emperor at that time.

Fortunately, I have Feifei to help me.

The omnipotent director of the University of the Philippines and the Miss Chief of the 830th class were not so omniscient that they could do the work of a navigator. In fact, even now, her ability to perceive subtle breath and emotions was indeed better than Yu Lian's, but her perception of the starry sky was a little worse, and she did not have as much experience in navigation (escape) and travel (death) as the latter.

However, Feifei can transmit spiritual energy to Yu Lian, which is equivalent to sharing the blue bar and green bar.

Of course, psychics have the means to pass on their skills to their comrades, but they often pay a discount during the transfer. However, Feifei can do it with almost no loss.

"Is this the new technique you have learned recently?"

Feifei smiled sweetly, somewhat complacently: "Yes, I call this the same longevity as heaven and earth."

Yu Lian was still very moved. How did the saying go? Companionship is the most lasting confession of love, let alone eternal companionship?

If they live as long as heaven and earth, doesn’t that mean they are eternity?

Although if you think about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong with this name.

"It sounds more like some uncoordinated sword moves. However, this technique actually has great potential. If it is further developed, it might allow psykers to form a shared psyker pool during the battle phase. In this way, everyone's shortcomings can be replaced by their comrades' strengths, and it is possible to innovate psyker formation tactics."

Yu Lian began to think like a true master of psychic tactics theory. He didn't want to be just a porter on another timeline.

The Four Symbols Tactics have been surpassed by the Empire, so they are outdated. Wouldn't it be great if I could quickly develop them for the Tiangang Beidou, Zhenwu Qijie and the like?
This is more like the Taoist style of the Spiritual Research Society.

"As expected of you, Yu'er. All you think about is military affairs or the future development of mysticism. I'm different. After all, I'm just a young lady studying art. Now we only share psychic energy and physical strength. After we continue to study, we can share life, right? If I find that you have let me down, it will be easy for us to die together."

It turns out that it really is the “Live as long as heaven and earth”!
"...I've known you since you were born, but I didn't know you were a yandere?"

"Stop it. I've known you since you were born, but you only remembered me in kindergarten." Feifei crossed her hands and said, "Isn't it obvious who will be sorry for whom in the future?"

What she said actually made so much sense, so Yu Lian had no choice but to remain speechless.

Fortunately, before he covered his face and cried in shame, Feifei once again showed her well-honed healing smile:
"Ahaha, of course I'm joking. The primary practice of a psychic is to control his soul and life. How can there be any means of sharing life in this world? Don't worry, Yu'er, even if you really feel sorry for me, the most I can do is take the child back to my parents' home and cry day and night."

If the dignified Black Moon is an abandoned woman crying while holding her child, then I might as well believe that the orange cat is an extreme environmentalist who opposes the death penalty or a white leftist who cares little about animal protection, and that the white-haired fox is an art student who scored less than 100 points in the college entrance examination and is determined to become an internet celebrity.

Yu Lian complained in his heart, and then thought of the heart-hardening game between him and Yani. She said that although it was an illusion, it was also one of the possible futures.

In that "future", what did Feifei do?

Of course, it was not the one who was serving the white-haired fox, but the one who was holding the hatchet and preparing to chop himself. Anyway, although such a small episode sounds dangerous, it can actually play a role in adjusting the spirit.

In addition to the fatigue caused by prolonged mental stress, other situations also occurred.

Some crew members have shown obvious discomfort, ranging from mental instability, loss of appetite to fever, and so on, with varying degrees of severity.

Yu Lian knew that these could actually be classified as cosmic radiation sickness. However, the cause was uncertain, the pathological conditions were only partially understood, the susceptible population could not be accurately located, and the treatment methods were generally discussed, which led to such an ambiguous classification.

The only thing that is certain is that crew members who travel in space for a long time are indeed prone to sudden illness. The more dangerous the navigation environment, the greater the possibility of illness and the more serious the symptoms.

Of course, compared with the mortality rate of aviation accidents, radiation sickness is nothing.

Compared with the profit margins of piracy and smuggling, this mortality rate is of course insignificant.

The extravagant lifestyle of smugglers and pirates, of course, has an industry background.

Becoming a psychic can help you avoid disease to the greatest extent possible, but this is of course not universally applicable.

Fortunately, Feifei had already prepared a new anti-radiation drug in the warehouse of the Pilgrimage - the formula of this drug was one of the spoils seized from the plunderers during the War of Judgment, and it is also the best known drug of its kind.

The plunderers were forced to dance with the most dangerous starry sky environment just to survive, but in fact, during the Great Expedition of Great Khan Tomiteli, more than three million soldiers and civilians crossed the Abyss Nebula, but there was no news of large-scale collective disease. Even the survival rate of the weakest children and the elderly was over 70%.

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Needless to say, they certainly have better quality anti-radiation drugs.

Of course, the exchange of civilizations is to learn from each other's shortcomings and make up for their strengths. If we can't learn the advantages of the predators, the protracted "war of judgment" will be in vain.

In short, after ten days of dangerous voyage, the Pilgrimage finally passed through this dangerous starry sky and arrived at a relatively stable star system.

This is actually a star that has already entered its old age, and it is estimated that it will become a giant star in a few hundred million years.

Because of the thorough preparation, none of the crew members died of illness, and the conditions of the most seriously ill ones have now stabilized. If Yu Lian was one of those evil capitalists in the alliance, he could have forced them to work.

If the pirates and smugglers who have been active in the Abyss Nebula for many years knew this situation, they would definitely question their lives.

The outer armor plate of the cruiser was damaged, and a small explosion occurred in a cabin due to depressurization, but fortunately there were no casualties. There were sufficient ship materials in the warehouse, and the temporary (captive) workers of the Empire were very cooperative. It took less than two hours to complete the thorough and comprehensive renovation work.

In this way, the Pilgrimage passed through a large area of ​​dangerous areas in the Abyss Nebula at a negligible cost. If it were placed in the classical Age of Exploration, it would be equivalent to a wooden sailing ship crossing the storm belt with almost no damage, at most just a little tear in the sail.

This is not just a description of the crew's superb skills and the ship's durability, it is clearly a miracle creation blessed by the goddess of the sea.

As a result, the experienced Captain Nemo was already exclaiming: This is a miracle of interstellar shipping and space exploration. If his grandfather, who once dominated the underworld in the Abyss Nebula, is still alive, he would definitely not dare to brag about space adventure stories in front of his grandchildren.

I didn't expect Captain Nemo to have thick eyebrows and big eyes. This composition sounds very complicated.

The Abyss Nebula is certainly the most dangerous chasm in the Milky Way galaxy, but it is not a vast, dead desert. Instead, it is more like an endless sea of ​​sand with small oases hidden throughout.

And now, they have finally arrived at this "oasis" and can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

However, before the crew could completely relax, the active radar of the Xunli sounded an alarm. However, the warning was not that a large hostile target had been found, but that a large number of small flying objects were approaching them.

But if it is a fighter jet or a missile, the speed is a little lower.

"Space crystal cluster?" Feifei asked, and immediately got a positive answer.

Since it is an "oasis", of course there must be "life". Of course, the universe is boundless, and cosmology also needs to be updated frequently. Some of the existences floating in the universe have almost all the characteristics of life, and can even be called animals; whether some are living things is still a huge controversy. For example, the space crystal cluster that appears on one side of the galaxy.

These things, which seem to be giant glass fragments of various colors, are quite magnificent when they float and wander in the universe. However, their "source of life" includes not only the metals and silicon in meteorites and stars, but also the source of heat and energy.

The majestic body of the sun is not something that a group of glass spirits can touch. Then, the other condensed and movable energy sources are their targets.

This is why these "space creatures" chase and hunt ships.

They had no subjective ill will towards the carbon-based crew members, they just wanted to tear open the cold metal hull, lift off the engine hood, and have a feast of energy.

In the early days of the Age of Exploration, this thing was the biggest enemy of explorers and interstellar traders.

However, as cosmic civilization has developed to this stage, space crystal clusters, like the rest of the Leviathans, are almost disappearing from major shipping routes and inhabited star regions.

It was the first time for many soldiers on the Xunli to encounter such an enemy and they were somewhat nervous.

However, after several rounds of bombardment from the secondary guns dug holes in the densely packed hornet-like crystal clusters, everyone began to feel relieved.

Although these guys look mysterious and profound, they are more fragile than unmanned wingmen, and their movements seem mechanical and stiff, as if they are really a group of voiceless space hornets.

Of course, even if it was a real wasp, if there were tens of millions of them, it would be enough to scare the bear away. The Relic soon detected that the number of crystal clusters within the ship's sensing range had reached seven digits, and reinforcements were constantly appearing from all directions.

This galaxy seems like a hornet's nest filled with space crystals.

This scene made Yu Lian sigh with emotion: Speaking of which, in another timeline, Xia... After the Overlord mastered the structure of the crystal cluster creatures, he successfully upgraded his flying corps.

The sight of hundreds of millions of dragon insects covered with crystallized shells gathering in a galaxy, blocking out the sky and rushing towards you is still quite terrifying.

Yu Lian then realized that he hadn't heard from Xia Li for a while, and he hadn't even taken the initiative to care about her whereabouts. It turned out that he was tired of the old and loved the new!