Blessings to the beautiful stars

It seems that there is no problem with the calculation.

The planet not far away is indeed holding a global celebration. Both the day and night hemispheres are full of joy. The fireworks illuminate the night on one side of the planet and make the day on the other side brighter.

Zuo Wu didn't realize how rare such a scene was until he saw it with his own eyes.

For most species, trying to eliminate the infighting among them may be difficult.

In addition, the discovery of the hyperspace channel has greatly lowered the threshold for entering the star sea, which also makes many civilizations have not had time to complete the unification of the planet after entering the star sky.

For example, the earth civilization, the emergence of hyperspace waterways appeared too suddenly for the countries that still stand on the earth.

The moment when different regimes on the earth break away from the shackles of the solar system, and then choose to enter different waterways, it means that the split that will never see each other has arrived.

As the years passed, time changed; the regimes that chose to enter different channels had different fates; many less fortunate ones were destroyed by the enemies encountered by chance, and many disappeared in the deep space in successive divisions.

The predecessor of Dilian was the luckiest team known so far. Although it failed to return to Earth, it eventually grew into the overlord of several star fields.

But the scene where all human beings can stand under the same starry sky and rejoice all over the world, or work hard because of a common goal and destiny, has never been with Dilian.

Even all the crew members on the Zuowu fleet have almost never seen this kind of scene——

Aishanshan is a sea monster, and its compatriots will not stay with their own race for too long by nature; Levina's hometown is still a city-state system, and when they meet each other, they will perform polite full-scale martial arts.

Jinmian is an exception, after all, before Yinggesuo's demise, there was only one supreme leader that was recognized by everyone.

But Miss Orc was also a little bit infected. The meat pad was mounted on the panoramic window, and the focus was constantly adjusted to zoom in on the lens, trying to see every detail:
"Really, I really want to experience this victorious atmosphere on Yinggesuo. We drove away the smuggling group that invaded us, but it's a pity that the Emperor Alliance followed..."

Levina walked to her side: "I think you have already experienced it, but you don't know it."

"Meow? How do you say that?"

The elf maid made a gesture with her hands facing the sky:
"Just when your leader decided to end the massacre and stop the drones that have been attacking you, you celebrated in front of us like this, 'wu meow wu meow'?"

"Later, we discovered based on monitoring that in fact, all your surviving comrades in Yinggesuo responded similarly to you at that moment, and it was also the joy of 'wu meow, wu meow'."

"Although the number of people is few and far between, the voices are exciting."

Jin Mian nodded, but was a little embarrassed by Levina's imitation of herself, and waved her paw to press down her raised hand, but looked into the eyes of the elf, and was a little puzzled:
"Levina, you have told the story of your hometown many times. I think the study group-like city-state system in your hometown can already be regarded as a kind of loose planetary unity,"

"So, when you see the jubilation on this planet, you should have some thoughts, right? But I don't seem to have seen you worry about the hometown where you disappeared with Dilian..."

The more he talked, the quieter Jin Mian kept his voice. In the eyes of some sensitive people, his own doubts would be regarded as accusing the other party of being cold-blooded who would forget even his homeland.

In order not to be understood by the elves as an offense to this question, Jin Mian hastily added another sentence:
"I'm because... because Yinggesuo has already written her own ending, and I can't change it anymore, so... Levina, your hometown is different from Yinggesuo, and you are just missing now..."

"But after all, it's still missing, so you should be concerned about it, right?"

Levina didn't think it was offensive at all, but waved her hand as it should:
"Wow, why worry? First of all, I am from Chudan, and my hometown is also Chudan's hometown. Based on this alone, even if we encounter setbacks, we will definitely overcome them in the future!"

The corners of Jinmian's mouth twitched. She forgot that the elves in front of her and her compatriots had a problem, that is, they thought that their civilization was the chosen one in the universe, and was blessed in the dark.

Somewhat irritatingly, this seems to be true. The one who protects all Chudan people is called "vessel", and they do have rich relatives such as angels.

The elf paused, then continued:
"Second, even if something happened to my hometown, I wouldn't regret it too much, because when I left my hometown, I said goodbye to my family. Since then, Chudan and I have no control over each other. We can only hope that the other party has a beautiful and bright future in blessings."

"To put it bluntly, I can't control what Chudan is doing now, and I don't need to care! I believe Chudan can find his own way out!"

"And if I'm still worried all day long, isn't it a bit of a loss? By the way, do you want me to talk to you about the difference between 'prayer' and 'blessing'? The boss is very interested in this topic. "

Jin Mian was stunned, until she caught a glimpse of the planet in the window that was still setting off fireworks from the corner of her eye, and finally burst out laughing, with three petals grinning:

"Why did the topic get brought here? I am obviously a little envious of this celebration, but seeing that you don't seem to feel it, I just asked a question, meow."

Levina's forehead was also leaning against the panoramic window, but her eyes did not reflect the color of the fireworks zoomed in by the camera:
"It turned out to be like this. I just feel that this is not my celebration after all; it is not Chudan's, nor the boss's Xindilian;"

"So, just visit it, I shouldn't be intoxicated by it."

……

Although this celebration had nothing to do with Zuo Wu, he was actually somewhat infected by the faintly visible atmosphere of celebration on the planet, and kept staring at the main control panel in front of him, expecting to receive a contact from the planet under his feet soon.

The reason is very simple, because Feng said that before the arrival of Renlian, all civilizations in the galaxy of its timeline completed the process of marching into space while helping each other.

Instead of the world line like Zuo Wu's, only 20 million lucky people out of a total of more than 600 billion civilizations got the tickets to enter the sea of ​​stars.

and so.

The planetary unification has been completed under the feet, and the civilization that is celebrating around the world should also be a part of the star sea. It should be a normal thing to have the ability to monitor their galaxies.

but no.

After entering this piece of cosmic debris before, the conventional means of communication were interrupted due to the lack of necessary particles. On the Deadman and all the starships following it, the communication channel is still only silent.

And that's not all.

Although the To the Dead has observed artificial satellites floating in the low-Earth orbit of the planet, none of them show signs of being in motion.

Obviously, for a civilization that is moving towards the stars, operating artificial satellites is the foundation of the foundation.

Could it be that they, who were imitated by the gray wind, have also become like the natives, unable to enter the hyperspace waterway, and can only be bound to the civilization of the earth?
A trace of inexplicable sadness suddenly flashed in Zuo Wu's heart. What he longed for was that every story would have its own happy ending.

A civilization that once had a glorious future is now bound to the earth, and it has nothing to do with "beautiful" anyway.

Even if they are fakes created by Gray Wind.

It's a pity that this sorrow has not waited for the brewing to be noticed.

Ai Shanshan lightly pinched his back: "Wake up, Your Majesty, now is not the time for desertion!"

Seeing that Zuo Wu's attention had returned, the sea monster flicked his fingers in satisfaction:

"Those technology hunters have basically determined that the civilization on the planet has degenerated into the natives, so now, it's time to decide what your 'Xindilian' policy towards the natives is. Is it biased towards observation? Or is it biased towards interference?"

Zuo Wu scratched his hair: "Isn't it okay to analyze the specific situation?"

Ai Shanshan rolled his eyes: "Yes, if you think that every time you discover an indigenous civilization in the future, you can personally analyze the specific situation by yourself, then do so."

Zuo Wu shook his head. There are at least 20 billion civilizations in the Milky Way, even if only one-thousandth of them are distributed in the territory of the Imperial Union, it is already too huge to be able to personally analyze the number.

Kraken Spreads His Hands:

"Right? So you will definitely delegate the work of dealing with indigenous civilizations to your subordinates in the future, and they will definitely choose how to treat indigenous civilizations based on your past attitude,"

"Your Xindilian is just a blank piece of paper, and you can paint it with any color you like; but after all, you are only one person, and all you can do is 'start the pen'. In the future, others will help you complete the painting."

"This is your Imperial Union. All others can do is to follow your strokes and complete the painting; when the painting is basically formed, it will be too late for you to change it, so be careful, be careful!"

Zuo Wu was stunned, and laughed: "Ai Shanshan, I'm a little surprised that you would tell me this."

Siren pouted:

"You think I want to? It was Fang Nuolu and Dutzi who asked you; they thought you were probably inexperienced, so they begged me for a long time to convey it; of course, I embellished the rhetoric, anyway, the meaning is almost the same, and besides..."

Ai Shanshan inhaled, stretched out his finger and tapped the tip of Zuo Wu's nose lightly, and showed his fangs a little: "I think you are enjoying it too."

……

What Ai Shanshan said is correct, Zuo Wu's words and deeds now may indeed affect the future direction of Xindilian.

Zuo Wu decided to be more cautious this time.

Not only because of the respect for the indigenous civilizations, or the sadness over their past glory but now they are lost, but also because the planet was created by the gray wind here after all, so it is inherently special.

He still hasn't forgotten the gray wind beside him, and when the powder planet returns to its original state periodically, he feels a gaze similar to hers.

In other words, there is a high probability that Gray Wind in this world is still conscious, and may not tolerate outsiders disturbing her "play house".

Therefore, it is safest to conduct reconnaissance first, and Zuo Wu also wants to visit the civilization when it is not disturbed.

Unlike Zuo Wu's world, when the hyperspace channel in the cosmic fragments opened, there was no wonder that could be noticed by the entire galaxy as before, but it was quiet and extremely quiet.

Therefore, most of his own fleet has not been discovered by this mimic civilization; it is possible to directly join their celebration.

The primary goal is to hide the fleet. Fortunately, for a civilization that can't even use artificial satellites, there are places to hide starships everywhere in their galaxy.

The reason is simple, just like the earth in the past, the moon has been with humans for hundreds of thousands of years, but only when humans go into space can they get a glimpse of the back of the moon.

Hiding starships on the back of each planet makes it almost impossible to be discovered.

The plan has been finalized.

Following the shadows of the various planets, the fleet quickly approached enough for the ferry starship to land; at the same time, the Go to the Dead also observed what the natives on it looked like——

It is actually very similar to human beings, exactly the same as Xiang Xin's grandparents.

Jin Mian was dumb, stroked her hair, and muttered: "Why is it like this? Is the naked ape the mainstream in this world? I... I can't go there, meow?"

Zuo Wu shook his head: "It's fine to use optical camouflage. There are similar antiques in Aishanshan, so it shouldn't be exposed; if it's really not possible, it's fine to say that it's your personal hobby."

Jin Mian was suspicious: "Can we get away with this?"

"Of course, I think the love for your furry appearance must be common in all world lines!"

Zuo Wu waved his fist and said with great certainty; the result was that Jin Mian jumped back a few steps in panic, and Ai Shanshan glared at him several times.

Ji Zhi was also only half happy because he was only half a horse.

They boarded the ferry starship, and slowly approached the surface of the earth as Gray Wind released the precious communication particles.

For a civilization, its territory is only a place that it can get; for a mimic civilization that cannot even operate artificial satellites, space is only a place that they can't reach.

The ferry starship did not attract anyone's attention, quietly broke into the atmosphere, and selected a place with the brightest night view and the highest calculated energy consumption to land slowly——

If the mimic civilization has an economy, the most prosperous place like this is probably its economic center, and it is the boundary where intelligence can be collected best.

Whether it is the mimetic civilization itself, or the intelligence of Gray Wind in this world.

It will be more fun to walk around.

The place they chose to land was in a quiet valley on the outskirts of the city; the skylines in all directions were lit up by fireworks, only the sky above here still had some darkness of night.

A moment of down-to-earth.

Zuo Wu and Hui Feng squatted down together, one pulled a handful of grass on the ground, the other picked a flower, and raised their heads at the same time, almost colliding with each other.

It was Gray Wind who fled in embarrassment. The nano-computer clusters that make up her body are too small, and if she is not careful, she will be absorbed by Zuo Wu; when she fled and fled, she still pointed to the flower in her hand:

"That's right, this is also simulated by my meat, but it's not rotten meat, it's fresh meat, fresh meat!"

Zuo Wu rubbed the grass and laughed, "Of course it feels exactly the same as real grass."

Gray Wind jumped up excitedly.

Since it is "fresh meat", there is room for her to control it—out of caution, she doesn't want to change the landscape too much, the most she can do is control the surrounding flowers and plants to sway with the gray wind.

Hey, swing with the "wind".

soon.

The surrounding plants and even the big trees twisted together in a coquettish dance.

Just as the plants moved out of space and left the ground where they had been rooted for many years, the corners of everyone's eyes twitched in unison, under the night sky that had been forgotten by the brilliance of the bustling fireworks.

They saw a highly decomposed body.

It was a human corpse with its hands tied behind its back. It had been dead for a long time, and there were marks of bullet holes on the back of its head, as if it had been executed, but the remaining clothes showed signs of being tidied up.

This corpse should have been executed and then buried, but it was dragged out by wild beasts and abandoned here.

Zuo Wu glanced at Huifeng, who shrugged and said it was a human corpse, but it was still mimicking a nanocomputer cluster.

She waved her hand casually, and the rotting corpse was instantly injected with life, revived, and revived.

The corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and said with a face full of panic:
"Goddess, haven't I already been sentenced to death?"

"Is death the right way to pry into the truth?"