Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 916 The Dark World
The room wasn't spacious; the walls were adorned with simple lines, and at the very center stood a column-shaped device reminiscent of white crystal. It connected the floor and ceiling, and through its surface, a crystalline white light emanated from the depths of the column.

When Song Shi walked in, it seemed to be stimulated, and the white light suddenly dispersed, turning into many, extremely tiny points of light.

Xu Yudu stood to the side, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

"This is... the navigation station?" Song Shi strolled around, looking around. "It's much simpler than I imagined. I heard we had a support team? Where are they?"

“Their office is in another location,” Xu Yudu replied. “This is the primary contact point. All information transmitted back by the deep space exploration fleet must first be reviewed by me here before being handed over to the advisory team.”

Song Shi responded with an "oh," indicating his understanding.

Deep space exploration is undoubtedly a top secret. If one day a bombshell is sent out—or to put it the worst, if something like a "cognitive meme" is sent back—it could have disastrous consequences if we're not careful.

Considering these reasons, it's quite reasonable for a top executive committee member to personally oversee the operation. Especially since Xu Yu can easily impersonate others without interfering with his other tasks.

Without making any visible movement, Xu Yu simply closed his eyes.

The next second, the crystal-like cylinder reacted, and the scattered light spots seemed to boil, bouncing out irregularly and continuously, causing turbidity to rise inside the cylinder.

But soon, the boiling, scattering points of light gradually calmed down, outlining a rough shape. Then, "rough" became "detailed," and "detailed" became "more or less."

Finally, under Song Shi's gaze, a person composed entirely of light spots, incredibly lifelike, walked out.

This is a man who is a little taller than normal, almost two meters tall. His legs are much thinner, but he appears steady and powerful when he steps on the floor.

This is the most typical physiological characteristic of "heavenly beings".

Finally, under Song Shi's gaze, a person composed entirely of light spots, incredibly lifelike, walked out.

This is a man who is a little taller than normal, almost two meters tall. His legs are much thinner, but he appears steady and powerful when he steps on the floor.

This is the most typical physiological characteristic of "heavenly beings".

His attire carried an unusual seriousness; the style of his clothing was unlike the company's preferred minimalist and efficient style, instead resembling a military uniform from an old era, with several medals hanging on his chest. The man's eyes were slightly sunken, and his pupils held an emotionless gaze.

Song Shi, with both hands in his coat pockets, asked, "Shall I introduce myself?"

"The current commander of the Deep Space Exploration Fleet's first ship, the 'Singer,' is Blair Patrick Gilbert Elsie."

Blair stood a few meters away from Song Shi. While saying these words and afterward, he stared at the person in front of him, showing no intention of shaking hands.

"Heh," Song Shi chuckled indifferently.

Long before the war of the Ten True Spirits broke out, Solomon Beaufort, the "Darkness," left instructions to prioritize "deep space exploration." Therefore, upon learning of the former's defeat, both the Celestials who remained in Xiyue and the deep space exploration fleet far from their homeland chose to join the New Order Federation.

This reflects both the immense prestige of Solomon Beaufort, the "Deep Dark," who has led millions of celestial beings and held sway over the Zenith for decades, and the principles they have upheld throughout their lives.

But humans are not indifferent after all. At this moment, facing someone who had personally killed the leader he had once steadfastly followed, Song Shi chose to be generous and forgiving towards the other party.

—You can't expect the other party to let go of their hatred, can you?

"Fourth-ring psionic energy."

As the other person stared at Song Shi, Song Shi also sized them up: "Oh, [Beyond]. I've read the report. Including you, there were a total of three fourth-ring members of the Celestial Center who boarded the Deep Space Exploration Fleet at that time."

"Well, our combat strength is barely enough. We should be able to handle most situations without much trouble."

Song Shi suddenly changed the subject: "However, your deep space exploration is clearly not an ordinary case."

"—Blair, how are things going?"

“Still exploring.” Blair paused for a moment, suppressing his fluctuating emotions, and replied in a deep voice, “The ‘Singer’ was one of the first deep space exploration ships, and we have officially left the system where Terra is located.”

The [Central Hub] did not send out the deep space exploration fleet all at once just before the war started; they had already set off one after another before that.

The "Singer," where the other party is located, is currently the warship that has traveled the farthest.

“The situation is not optimistic.” Blair’s face was not good. “So far, we have not discovered any new celestial bodies. It’s pitch black everywhere, there is no response, and the star map only shows three points of light: Terra, the Sunset Moon, and the Sun, which are getting farther and farther away.”

He paused, then added, "According to reports from subsequent fleets, in addition to the three mentioned above, there are multiple ultra-high energy level reaction points that are currently engaged in continuous combat in a space region approximately 65 million kilometers from Terra."

Sixty-five million kilometers. Song Shi was slightly taken aback. Then, he murmured to himself, "Is this the battlefield where Isidore Siniti, the Grand Marshal, and Immenya Kata are?"
"There's no need to be discouraged."

After a moment's thought, Song Shi paused briefly and returned to reality: "You don't have faster-than-light technology, so you're just relying on sheer speed. I remember you put in a lot of effort to accelerate to that point."

"One-fifth the speed of light."

“That’s right.” Song Shi snapped his fingers: “You know better than I how big the universe is. Let alone one-fifth, even five times the speed of light is still as slow as a tortoise compared to the universe.”

“As long as we keep exploring, we’ll eventually hit the jackpot.” Song Shi pondered for a moment, then, thinking of the current “fake starry sky,” added, “Well, probably.”

Even though Blair was usually unfazed, he didn't know what to say upon hearing this, finding the meaning ambiguous.

"I've already obtained the singularity technology, 'space jump,' and I have the complete technical files. If I'm lucky, I can replicate it into a physical object within a few months. I'll then pass it on to you, which should greatly improve our exploration efficiency."

“I have already been informed about this.” Blair’s expression suddenly turned solemn. His lips trembled slightly, and then he bowed respectfully to Song Shi.

"Please allow me, and the entire Deep Space Exploration Fleet, to offer you our sincerest respect. Wherever the future may lead, you will become a monument in the history of deep space exploration."

(End of this chapter)