The last human in the universe

Chapter 212 Heaven
Jagged Nebula, Storm Galaxy, Storm Mothership.

President Boyaro stood on the watchtower of the mother ship, and Chief Strategy Officer Hilota stood behind him respectfully.

At this moment, through the transparent special glass on the observation deck, Boyaro's dark green pupils reflected the appearance of the outer universe.

At this moment, the universe has completely changed in front of Boyaluo.

It is no longer a piece of darkness mixed with the flashes of stars, but has turned into a vast ocean of light that even the Milky Way is eclipsed, dimmed, and tiny.

The dots of light are connected together, seeming to illuminate the entire dark universe, occupying Boyaro's entire field of vision.

Each point of light represents a powerful spaceship manufactured by the advanced technology of a real third-level civilization.Countless spaceships gathered together, and it became what it is now.

"This is our civilization."

In a trance, Boyaluo's voice sounded like a dream.

There are 512.65 billion humans of the Storm Civilization, and 1013.78 billion subhumans of the Storm Civilization, a total of more than 1500 billion people.Now, after hundreds of years of preparation and completion of all the preparatory work, he is about to set off, leave the Jagged Nebula, and go to a wider world.

There is no need to be crowded with other equally powerful civilizations, no need to crowd all the civilizations into a small galaxy, and it is even ridiculous to think about sustainable development—to make a truly Isn't it funny that our interstellar civilization considers such things as sustainable development?
It is the right way for the development of civilization to exhaust all the resources of a galaxy and immediately discard them to the next galaxy.

The outside world has an infinitely broad stage, which is waiting for civilization to conquer, develop, and play it to its heart's content.

The first stop is the Lava galaxy.About 30 light-years away from the Storm galaxy, the entire voyage is expected to take about 200 years.

There are a total of 1500 huge transport ships used to carry these [-] billion people on this long-distance interstellar journey and the huge amount of materials needed during the journey.Responsible for providing protection for these transport ships is Civilization No. [-] to No. [-] Storm Fleet.

Each storm fleet, depending on the specific combat environment and tasks, is equipped with at least 80 combat spaceships of various types, and the total number is as high as 1.6. .

However, in addition to transport spaceships and combat spaceships, there are even more small civilian ships, ferry spaceships, commercial spaceships, industrial spaceships, etc., at least several million.

This is also the result of a substantial simplification.After all, the price of berths for interstellar voyage tugboats is not cheap. Not everyone can buy a berth for their personal spaceship and let the tugboat tow it to a new galaxy.

A large number of people who couldn't afford berths could only sell their private spaceships to civilization to dismantle them and recycle the parts.

"President, the fleet is ready, please issue the departure order."

Bo Yaluo smiled slightly.

"it is good."

He turned around and walked to another control hall.In the hall, many high-ranking civilized people all stood solemnly.

Before the crowd, there is a huge screen.What is displayed on the screen is the bustling crowd.

Endless, invisible crowds like the ocean.Countless people have occupied the mountains, the plains, the valleys and the basins.

The camera clearly captured the crowd as if they were waiting for something.

Some people were whispering, some looked anxious, some kept looking at the sky, and some hugged each other tightly, as if they were enjoying this short time of freedom that they had never experienced before.

Yes, at this moment, everyone on this planet is subhuman.However, since their birth until now, it is the first time that they have experienced the feeling of no control, no strict rules, and the feeling of being executed at every turn.

More than 2000 billion people.Even if an average person occupies only 1 square meter, so many people will occupy more than 20 square kilometers of land.

"The great president said that we will be sent to heaven soon. I don't know how to get there? By spaceship?"

"So many people, how many spaceships are needed?"

"The great president will never lie to us sub-humans."

"Is there food in heaven? I don't want to go hungry."

"Instructor, instructor, do you know?"

A second person sat on the ground blankly, his expression neither happy nor sad, completely numb.A small person next to him shook him vigorously to wake him up from his daze.

"Heaven? Heaven, huh..." the sub-person instructor murmured, with a bitter smile appearing on the corner of his mouth: "There is no heaven at all... it's just destroyed..."

"Instructor, what did you say?"

"Oh, of course there is food in heaven. When we get to heaven, we can eat enough every day and don't have to work every day."

"Ah? Really? Great! Instructor, I want to go to heaven!"

"I want to go too!"

"Okay, let's go together, go together..."

The sub-instructor murmured, and embraced several junior people around him in his arms.

At some point in the sky, many small black spots appeared, getting bigger and bigger.

In the storm mothership, the palm of President Boyaro has been gently removed from the button.He knew that the antimatter missile had already been launched, and it would hit this planet in a few minutes.

For things that cannot be taken away, Storm Civilization's attitude has always been to destroy them.Can't just stay in the galaxy like this?

In the big screen, a burst of intense flashes of light suddenly appeared, and the next moment, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

Next, the second one, and the third one, until the numerous mushroom clouds are even intertwined together, and no individual individuals can be separated anymore.

At this moment, the entire planet is shrouded in thick black clouds.Under the clouds and mist, dark red colors continue to churn out.

Boyaluo knew in his heart that it was magma.

Under such a fierce attack, the planet's crust has been severely damaged, and its geological structure is no longer stable.As a result, the earth shook, magma surged, and all life was swept away.

No matter whether this life is hiding in the sky or underground, hiding in a deep mountain or a canyon, no matter whether this life is a sub-human or a beast, a bacterium or a virus, all of them will not be spared under this kind of intense attack.

Death is the only end.

This is destruction.

"Go, go!"

Among the countless spaceships, countless storm humans cheered at the same time at this moment.

They had received a clear signal to go.

So at this moment, many spacecraft started the acceleration process at the same time according to the programs that had been programmed in advance.The tail flames of countless spaceships gathered together, and their light even briefly overwhelmed the stars.

Boyaruo knew that such a huge movement could be detected even across galaxies with the technological strength of a third-level civilization.

It won't take long for the rest of the civilizations to know that the Storm Civilization has left the Iron-Blooded Nebula.

"But... you'd better not leave." Boya Luo's mouth showed a smile: "You'd better stay here honestly and wait for the return of our storm civilization. At that time, all of you The technological system of civilization will be integrated into our Storm Civilization, complementing every development direction of the technological system. At that time, our Storm Civilization will have the hope of impacting the fourth-level civilization..."

Yes, Boyaro actually doesn't intend to stay too far away.

The vast outside world allows the fleet of Storm Civilization to no longer have resource constraints, and it can expand violently like a balloon.It won't take long for the Storm Civilization's overall strength to reach the sum of all the third-level civilizations in the Jagged Nebula.

At that time, the storm civilization will return again and wipe out all the third-level civilizations one by one.After that, he will really leave and step into the infinite world of the vast universe.

This is a long-term strategy for the development of civilization.It is also the path Boyaro will unswervingly follow in the next millennium.

Now, the first step on this path has been taken.

Time flies, and many years have passed in the blink of an eye.One day, Hirota came to President Boyaro again.

"The G1 galaxy is coming soon."

Boyaluo nodded: "I see. You can go to this matter yourself."

"Yes."

Following an order from President Boyaro, the Seventh Fleet of the Storm Fleet and 20 giant transport ships quietly started the process of slowing down and gradually separated from the main body of the fleet.

They changed their voyage track slightly in the middle, so after a long distance bonus, they finally sailed to the G1 galaxy.

At this moment, what is presented in front of Hilota is still the chaotic and backward galaxy described in that data.

Since the joint expedition of countries in the G1 galaxy failed many years ago, the situation in the galaxy has become even more chaotic.More than a dozen big countries were split up, hundreds of so-called countries were newly established and stepped onto the galaxy stage, and the number of interstellar pirates was much higher than before.

It's like a dump here.

"Destroy indiscriminately. Hurry up and clean up the G1 galaxy, let's go quickly."

"Yes."

Under the order of Hilota, an unknown number of billions of armed satellites, interstellar turrets, and interstellar mines were dumped into the G1 galaxy like dumping garbage.Under the self-propelled power, under the guidance of many spies and reconnaissance satellites, each went to a different goal.

As a result, each country was destroyed, each famous pirate fleet was destroyed, each country leader who could decide the fate of countless people died.

This is not a slaughter, but a purge.

Don't let anyone go, no matter it is human or sub-human, and it doesn't matter what race or civilization it is.

(End of this chapter)