With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 303: Withdrawal and Hemu Plan

This is the edge region of the Bray Galaxy.

The already thin interstellar matter is even more insignificant in this area, and the high-purity vacuum makes this place almost a forbidden area for life.

Suddenly, a strong wave of space-time roared past, and a standard wormhole slowly formed in the deep and dark starry sky.

After a short wait, the huge fleet jumped out of the wormhole and appeared extremely suddenly in the empty starry sky.

"One, check the transition coordinates."

In an ordinary-looking khaki starship, Chen Fan gave an order to Yi.

There was almost no waiting time. With the help of the relative positions of dozens of pulsars, the shipboard main brain gave the corresponding answer.

"There are still five hundred light years away from [Turbine]."

Looking at the information that popped up on the main console interface, Chen Fan and his two assistants showed no surprise at all.

"If you guessed correctly, that should be the destination of our trip, [Turbine]."

Time and space have powerful self-healing capabilities. Whether it is wormholes or curvature navigation, these abnormal ripples will quickly dissipate in the ocean of time and space.

This deviation of five hundred light years is not an accident of the jump, but a safe distance set after strict calculations - the wormhole jump will produce quite strong fluctuations in space and time. For advanced civilizations, this fluctuation in space and time is like It stands out like a beacon in the darkness.

Therefore, as long as the distance is slightly further away, it will be difficult for the Bray civilization to detect the birth and disappearance of the wormhole.

Chen Fan replied in a deep voice.

Outside the porthole is an empty star field covering a radius of three hundred light years.

"There are thousands of gravitational sources of similar size within the target area."

Chen Fan secretly gasped: "Thousands of stars are gathering together... What on earth is this mine civilization doing?"

The complex data and information were quickly transformed into information that Chen Fan could understand through the joint processing of Yihe's shipboard computers.

At the same time, as a seventh-level civilization, the detection accuracy of the mine-laying civilization's equipment is not very high.

Gao Yuan's exclamation came from beside him.

In the universe, such strange scenes are rare.

Isha stood up, walked close to Chen Fan, looked at the light in the darkness with her big flashing eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "What is that..."

As soon as he had an idea, the high-precision observation equipment mounted on the Varela quickly came online, and various lenses and antennas were aimed at the dazzling spot that kept flashing.

An electronic synthesized voice sounded in the cockpit: "Based on the intensity and scale of the gravitational source, simulation calculations indicate that there should be thousands of massive stars in the target area."

The starlight comes across thousands of light-years and appears extremely dim when blocked by various interstellar dust.

And in the center of this empty star field, an extremely dazzling light is shining silently. Its brightness far exceeds the scattered starlight around it, and it is even enough to become a beacon of enlightenment in this star field!

"Brother Fan, look over there!"

The voice of Yi came again: "Just like the People's Federation treats massive black holes as batteries, these thousands of massive stars should be the energy source of the [Turbine]."

Chen Fan subconsciously turned his head and looked at the porthole on Gao Yuan's side.

[Turbine] As the key creation of the mine-laying civilization, there must be quite a lot of observation equipment set up around it.

Chen Fan took a deep look at the light spots outside the porthole. A virtual structure simulated based on observation data quietly emerged on the holographic interface on the main console - thousands of massive stars of similar size, like mosquito coils. , lining up and circling in the starry sky.

The middle of the "mosquito incense" is empty.

It is not difficult to imagine that that should be the location of the [Turbine].

[Varilla] began to retreat slowly, retreating directly into the spherical array formed by the four-pointed star fleet.

The belly door of the Numayuan 001 colony ship slowly opened, revealing an opening for the [Varilla] to enter.

Under Yi's precise control, the [Varilla] returned to the 001 colony ship again.

A few minutes later.

The fluctuations in space and time gradually increased, and a huge curvature bubble appeared again around the four-pointed star fleet.

Swish!
The fleet disappeared silently into the visible universe, leaving a faint ripple on the ocean of time and space that gradually became distant.

……

Bray Alliance Free Trade Market.

The Marsh Abyss patrol fleet hovered silently in a remote corner of the free trade market.

"Captain Olaya..."

Baroka looked longingly at the starships coming and going outside the porthole, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "I wonder how your Excellency Chen Fan is doing over there..."

"It should still be sailing normally." Olaya raised his hand with difficulty and scratched the aberrant sarcoma on his body, "The territory of Bray Civilization is in the center of the galaxy. It will probably take a long time for them to reach the [Turbine]. "

"Really?" Baroka raised his eyebrows slightly, "How high do you think the speed of the starships of the mine-laying civilization is?"

"I... don't know." Olaya shook his head in confusion, "I haven't paid attention to this information..."

Baroka ignored Olaya's words and continued his own analysis: "The radius of the Bray Galaxy is a full 200,000 light-years..."

"Stop calculating now..."

Olaya interrupted Baroka in a daze: "Bring me a stick of Star Sand, just one."

"I swear, this is the last one."

After stopping taking Xingsha for a long time, Olaya felt that his brain had completely turned into mush, and he even lost his basic thinking ability. This is an extremely bad feeling.

After experiencing extremely active thinking, no intelligent creature can endure its original mediocrity and stupidity.

This creates an extremely powerful withdrawal reaction.

"..." Baroka turned his head in silence and looked at the compatriots beside him, "Captain Olaya, you should know that this is impossible."

"From the day we left the Marsh Abyss star system, the Council issued a ban on star sand. Now there is no star sand on our starships at all."

Olaya let out a painful cry and held her baby fish head tightly with her hands covered with sarcoma: "Damn it! Damn it!!"

He took a few hard breaths, as if remembering something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Baroka beside him: "Why can you hold back such a bad feeling?!"

"You secretly drank Xingsha, right?!"

"Tell me where you hid the Xingsha!"

In the end, Olaya's voice even sounded a bit like a roar!

Baroka said nothing.

He glanced at Olaya beside him with deep eyes, then slowly turned around to reveal his other arm.

"you……"

Olaya's vertical pupils shrank suddenly, and her body sitting on the chair subconsciously leaned back: "What are you..."

After getting along day and night, Olaya naturally knew Baroka's physical condition.

As a member of Parliament, Baroka has been taking higher-purity star sand all year round. His erosion is much more serious than him - in addition to the dense hyperplastic sarcomas, he also has several deformed sarcomas as big as the mouth of a bowl on his arms. !
but now……

The sarcomas as big as the mouth of a bowl have all disappeared, and drops of blue blood slowly seeped out from the wounds!
Those aberrant sarcomas were abruptly pulled down.

Baroka stood up with some difficulty, took the medical equipment in the cockpit from the side, and briefly treated the wound on his arm.

"Captain Olaya."

There was a hint of hoarseness in Baroka's voice: "My desire for Xingsha far exceeds yours."

"You may not know, but when I was in the Council, I drank a bottle of Star Sand almost every day."

Olaya stared blankly at the pale-skinned Baroka in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know what to say: "Then you..."

"I will not take another bite of Star Sand." Baroka's voice was extremely firm, "Our Marsh Abyss civilization was almost destroyed by Star Sand."

"Without Your Excellency Chen Fan, I can't imagine how miserable the civilization of Marsh Abyss would be."

Olaya looked at Baroka's actions of treating the wound. Perhaps due to excessive shock, the original strong desire for Xingsha also dissipated a lot.

"The people of Marsh Abyss must get rid of Star Sand!"

Baroka's voice was sonorous and powerful: "No matter how heavy the price is!"

At the same time, a slightly dull message sound sounded in the cockpit.

"Tachyon communication is the tachyon communication from the mother planet!"

Olaya shook her head.

When he saw the text clearly on the main console screen, he couldn't help but become excited.

He quickly tapped the main console in front of him with his spasmodic fingers.

The interface changed rapidly, and a familiar figure appeared on the screen.

"Your Excellency, President of the Parliament, greetings to you."

Baroka looked pale and performed the etiquette of the Swamp Abyss civilization.

On the side, Olaya's eyes moved slightly: Like Baroka, the president's skin color was also very pale, and his energy and energy had even declined significantly.

As Baroka said earlier.

Starting from itself, the Council issued an order to the Marsh Abyss Civilization to completely ban Star Sand.

"Did the transaction go smoothly?" The chairman nodded slightly and asked.

"Everything goes well." Baroka responded quickly, "The colonial ship and His Excellency Chen Fan have gone to the mine-laying civilization."

Seeing the Councilor's tense expression quickly ease, Baroka hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice and asked:
"Your Excellency, Chairman of the Council, Hemu Plan..."

"Don't worry." A faint smile appeared on the haggard face of the Council Member, "The Hemu Plan has been officially launched."

Upon hearing this, Baroka immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The Hemu Project is actually the latest colonization plan of the Marsh Abyss Civilization.

Send the young adults and civilization elites of Marsh Abyss to the target star system to preserve the fire of civilization for Marsh Abyss civilization.

The reason why the plan was named Hemu was, on the one hand, to avoid being noticed by others, and on the other hand...

Hemu is a unique species on the planet Marsh Abyss.

Those giant trees that look like sharp swords pointing to the sky were once the psychological sustenance for the people of Marsh Abyss to step into the starry sky!

——Rising into the sky from the muddy soil, then spreading its branches and leaves at high altitudes, and finally forming an unstoppable jungle.

The people of Marsh Abyss hope that their civilization will develop in the universe like Hemu.

But now, the Council has pinned its hopes on those civilized fires that left the Marsh Abyss Civilization!
(End of this chapter)