Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 488 The Covenant
Maybe the distance is too far, or maybe the current broken galaxy is too dangerous.Even though this piece of information was conveyed through the hidden satellite of the fallen country, the voice Zuo Wu heard was vague and obscure.

But even if it was vague, Zuo Wu could still feel a kind of faith and joy reverberating in this voice.

just.

Duzi's appearance of pointing the country and being a keyboard man full of conspiracy theories just now really made Zuo Wu a little stressed.He didn't know whether the person in the communication was just happy to know that his side was still alive, or whether a careerist with nothing had finally found a possible subject and secretly delighted.

Zuo Wu sighed, but was still defeated by his seemingly nasty and meaningless doubts, and probing: "The 'civilization' you are talking about...which civilization is it?"

The other side was stunned for a moment: "Sorry, I have never considered this issue, I... we have been... sorry, my mind is a bit confused, because I can hear strange voices on the communication channel again, it really makes me... So happy, I need to calm down a little bit."

Then, there was a burst of noise in the channel, as if an injection was being injected into the body.The communicator over there seems to have used some kind of creation to physically force him to calm down.

Zuo Wu opened his mouth, but didn't have time to stop it.

The voice over there sounded again: "The 'civilization' I'm talking about probably refers to a whole composed of the same living beings. To be honest, the situation here is a bit severe. In order to survive every day, I and I All my companions are doing their best. Doing their best until they are very tired, and when they are tired, they won’t think about these things anymore.”

"So, it was you who brought it up again. I remembered that before the catastrophe, we also had different nationalities and different civilizations... Haha, I used to care about this. How can I mention it so easily now?"

"Ah, I see," the correspondent said with a sense of relief, "We used to use skin color and body shape to distinguish each other and distinguish the same kind. But here, everyone is almost from different civilizations, and the racial composition has become a color palette. .Everyone is completely different in appearance, but they have another similarity—”

"We are all living beings, creatures who will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages and desire to survive. Skin color and body shape can become the beacons of civilization, so why can't seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages and eager to survive be the cornerstones of the 'Galaxy Civilization'?"

subconsciously.

Zuo Wu rubbed his brows, and then gave Duzi a provocative look, as if announcing that his innocence, which was ridiculed by the bald AI, had won the final victory.But when he turned his head, he was a little unbelievable like a blunt person:
"I thought a small group like yours... the first thing that would happen would be a split."

The correspondent shook his head:
"There has indeed been a split. In fact, we are also formed after a larger group split into small branches and then regrouped. The main body is 'Dui Di Te', a grassroots organization that once belonged to the Star Sea Alliance. As Everyone in the backbone has been comrades in arms who have worked together for a long time, and perhaps this is one of the reasons why we can finally unite together."

"By the way, sir, I wonder if you can let us confirm your identities?"

Ask a question in the channel.

Zuo Wu immediately received a set of messages from Feng, probably based on the analysis of the signals, the people on the other side of the channel are at least thousands of light-years away from his side, and separated by the darkness of the ring, even if he exposes himself, he can't In any case, it will not be threatened.

Feng's information was directly turned off by Zuo Wu.

Zuo Wu heard the heavy breathing on the other side, unable to hide the joyful breathing, and said in a low voice: "Xin Di Lian, Zuo Wu. Since your main body is 'to Dite', you should know me."

The opposite party obviously didn't expect to get this answer, and there was a burst of noise and surprise: "...According to the information, you should be in the former headquarters of the Star Sea Alliance at the time of the catastrophe, and you were [-]% swallowed by the darkness of the ring place, you... your chances of surviving should be very slim."

"Well," Zuo Wu nodded: "I almost died, but I entered the depths of the void at a critical moment. And the galaxy of the Star Sea Alliance headquarters, in the void reflected, there is a Void Great Wall of Taowumu. We rely on It took refuge in a parallel world, and after a long detour, it finally returned to our galaxy."

The noise over there suddenly stopped.

"I can imagine that you have gone through a long journey." When the correspondent's voice sounded again, he actually suppressed a little sadness: "But... But, we still have a question to confirm with you."

Zuo Wu responded: "What?"

"That is to say, even if you have the unimaginable blessing of absorbing and releasing in the records, you who can shake the planet alone, can't you break through the darkness of the ring?" the correspondent asked.

Zuo Wu shook his head: "No, really can't. When I encountered that darkness, I didn't even dare to touch it."

These words seemed to be a death sentence for some kind of hope in the heart of the correspondent over there. He was silent for a long time, and finally he could only vent his unwillingness with a light wry smile:

"That's it, it turns out that's the case. We... We have tried many methods here, filled in many lives, and can only come to a sad conclusion-that is, no known method can disperse the ring. Darkness, psionic, physical."

"So, the last possibility is the 'favor' that is neither psionic nor physical. Maybe there is a way for favor. You and Liaoyuan's ether dragon are the only two patrons in the galaxy today, so... I When I heard your voice, I thought there might be hope."

Zuo Wu shook his head: "Sorry, I can't do it."

"No, no need. You don't have to be sorry, it will never be your responsibility, it's just me..." The correspondent swallowed his words back.

Zuo Wu grinned: "They are the last batch of survivors of the galaxy, and they are still so far away. If you have something to say, just say it."

"...Thank you," the correspondent took a breath: "Originally, if you could break through the darkness, I wanted to invite you to join one of my plans, no, it's not a plan yet, I wanted to invite you to join me An idea."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

The communicator is solemn, and his voice is sonorous and powerful: "I want to reconnect the galaxy together."

Reconnect to the galaxy?
Zuo Wu's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, the stress caused by the blunt words had completely disappeared. He was very interested: "How is the connection method?"

"It's very simple, the connection is nothing more than two parts, namely the information and the physical body, that's all;" the correspondent said:

"In terms of information, a hidden satellite of a fallen country has manifested itself to us, giving us access to the satellite, allowing us to use their satellite to communicate with places thousands of miles away."

"As for the reason for the fallen country to do this... Maybe it wants to use us to figure out the current situation of the Milky Way. Maybe, I don't care, at least the network is really connected. As long as there are survivors in other galaxies approaching the hidden satellite, it will be You can get in touch with us!"

Zuo Wu nodded, feeling that there was some subtle disharmony in it - if it wasn't for the fact that there happened to be a gray-clothed man eating and drinking under his command, how could he easily break through the defense of the stealth satellite and connect to this network?
Could it be that the fallen country really has some little jiujiu who wants to use it in this broken galaxy?Do you have a chance to figure it out yourself?

Didn't have time to come to a conclusion.

The communicator continued: "The network is okay, it's okay, and the remaining problem is the physical connection-you know, for us, the only way to cross the star sea is through the hyperspace channel, which can be recorded Most of the waterways in the country have been stained with the taste of Jingfu civilization."

As long as there is a relationship with the Jingfu civilization, it will be swallowed by the darkness of the ring, and the hyperspace channel, as a kind of road, is of course also a stage where various civilizations compete for each other, and it will also be swallowed by the ring.

Zuo Wu nodded: "But?"

"However, no matter how great the influence of Jingfu civilization is, it is destined to be unable to contaminate all hyperspace waterways. What's more, the waterway itself is like a big tree. Some will weaken and disappear with the years, and some will be born again! There will always be If there is a way, there will always be a way.”

The correspondent said, and sighed again: "Ke Lu, you always have to let someone go before you can call the way..."

"Your Excellency Zuo Wu, as you know, a hyperspace channel is a passage naturally created between two massive celestial bodies. As long as there is a starting point, it must have an end point, and there will be no dead end. Before entering, no one knows which galaxy they will go to through the entrance in front of them.”

"And we only have a few tens of thousands of people here, we can't bear to explore like headless chickens, bumping around, and the chance of meeting another survivor team is really, really slim .”

"But after meeting you, Your Excellency, everything is different!"

There was a glimmer of hope in the voice of the communicator, like a seedling.But the seedlings of the plants are always only a little exposed, but they don't know how deep and far they have penetrated into the ground:

"I would like to invite you to enter the flight path at the same time as you, and then after arriving at new galaxies, contact each other through the stealth satellites in each galaxy to determine the position and distance of each other, and then enter the next flight path;"

"After coming out, if the distance between us is successfully shortened, we will continue to enter the next channel; if the distance between us becomes longer, then go back and choose a new channel! Along the way, we will record the characteristics of each channel , to draw today's star map, this is our pioneering."

"Until we meet again after shortening the distance again and again! In this way, the route we have opened up is something that people have traveled, and it can be called a 'road'."

Indeed, this is one of the questions that the scientific research team has been saying——

With such drastic changes in the galaxy, the pattern of the waterway must have been rewritten.Before actually entering the waterway, no one knows where it will lead, so even if my party knows their location, it is still extremely difficult to accurately return to the territory of Xindilian.

It is also impossible to look for them separately. There are only a few hundred people in my party, and most of them are bureaucrats who are powerless.Throwing them out to develop is tantamount to letting them die.

Zuo Wu could feel the emotion contained in the correspondent, and felt a throbbing in his heart, but when he raised his head, what caught his eyes was a dim Milky Way without any brilliance, and suddenly he lost interest:
"But the Milky Way is so dilapidated, and most of the remaining galaxies are probably left untouched by the Jingfu civilization because of barrenness. In such a world, what if we get through the passage?"

But the correspondent shook his head resolutely: "This statement is wrong. Your Excellency, I want to ask you, when we were still indigenous civilizations thousands of years ago, we only deserved to look up at the stars, and then we were afraid of the desolation of space and the fact that it was worse than the ground. When we reach the extreme environment, will we feel that the universe is broken?"

Zuo Wu was stunned for a moment. Indeed, for most civilizations, even the harshest environment on their home planet can be called a gentle harbor full of fat and honey compared to any corner of space.

Correspondent continues:
"So, for us, the Milky Way is much worse than before, but how long ago were we just aboriginals? The aboriginals of the past have dared to cross the desolation of space to imagine the vastness and magnificence of the universe;

"As for us, we, who have mastered the technology of environmental modification, and possessed the desolate starships that can easily conquer space, the range we can go to is still countless times wider than the range that our predecessors could move when they were still on the parent star! "

"That being the case, why do we give it the impression of 'broken' because the galaxy is much worse than before, and then stop like this?"

Zuo Wu was stunned.

After a while, he said loudly: "Feng, tell me, how far are we from them now?"

"About [-] light-years," Feng replied immediately, "The few thousand I said just now...is because I don't want to put too much pressure on you, so I reported less."

Zuo Wu nodded, and then said to the communicator: "Just to make sure, we entered the channel in front of us at the same time, and tried to get in touch after we got out. If the distance measurement result is less than this [-], we will continue to move forward; otherwise , just go back to the last galaxy, right?"

"Yes!" The correspondent replied, jumping for joy, the background sound on his side was full of cheers: "So, do you agree?"

Zuo Wu shrugged: "As you said, it's meaningless for me to stay where I am. Why don't I go explore, draw a star map, and find a path as you said. With your help, it will be more convenient for me—just I have a few conditions."

"What? You said."

Zuo Wu picked up his fingers and counted one by one: "First, if you find the waterway leading to the territory of our New Imperial Alliance, you must tell me; Please also tell me about the traces of the fallen country, or the whereabouts of the Jingfu civilization."

The communicator immediately nodded: "No problem! I will focus on recording the information of these galaxies."

Zuo Wu smiled, caught a glimpse of Della and the second princess, and suddenly added: "Also, if you find a galaxy on the edge of the Milky Way, and you can see the one beyond the Milky Way, please let me know." .”

"It's easy, it should be, there are so many galaxies on the border of the Milky Way," the communicator was a little strange, without asking too much, and readily agreed: "Then we will meet in an unknown galaxy, a new world?"

"Well, see you in the unknown world."

(End of this chapter)