Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Three hundred and sixty-five days and nights is but a fleeting moment on the scale of the universe, but for human civilization, it is a year of racing against time.

The experts of the Science and Technology Alliance worked day and night to expand the production line of the Cosmic Death Beam from the original three to thirty. The blood-red muzzles lined up in a row on the outer edge of the solar system, like thirty sleeping behemoths.

In the spaceport, the number of Dapeng warships increased from 50,000 to 80,000, their silver-white hulls arrayed in the starry sky, stretching as far as the eye could see.

In the military base, the number of Wukong armored vehicles increased from 200,000 to 350,000. The black steel giants stood silently, awaiting the battle horn.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, has been studying the second-stage theory of spacetime gates and space jumps in the system simulation space.

A thousand days for a day, a year for a year—he spent a full thousand years in that pale world.

Over a thousand years, he has thoroughly mastered the theory of time flow control in the second stage of the Time Gate, enabling him to accelerate or decelerate time by a hundred times within a radius of ten thousand kilometers.

Over a thousand years, he will have mastered the theory of fixed-point jump in the second stage of space jump, enabling him to achieve fixed-point teleportation with centimeter-level accuracy over distances of millions of light-years.

However, he never found a way to reunite the two forces and allow them to transcend parallel universes.

Because that requires the power of the universe's origin, and the will of the universe only gave each person a share.

Just as Lin Feng and his group were studying the Time Gate and the second stage of space jump, a huge crack appeared in the sky above the Milky Way in front of them.

The crack appeared above the Milky Way, like an invisible giant hand tearing a hole in the universe itself.

The edges of the crack shimmered with a ghostly blue light, a mournful cry emanating from space as it tore apart, a testament to the unimaginable burden the universe was bearing.

The width of the crack is constantly expanding, from 10,000 kilometers to 100,000 kilometers, from 100,000 kilometers to 1 million kilometers, and from 1 million kilometers to immeasurable width.

The entire starry sky trembled, and the stars of the Milky Way were as insignificant as dust in the face of the crack.

The crack emanated a terrifying aura, a cold and profound aura, carrying the most primal pressure of the universe.

Every human warrior felt that aura, and felt a tremor deep within their souls.

That wasn't fear, but an instinctive awe of the laws of the universe.

The next moment, they saw a huge galaxy appear in the sky above them; that was their opponent.

From within the crack, a vast river system slowly emerged.

That galaxy was even larger than the Milky Way, its spiral arms stretching across the sky like colorful giant dragons.

Stars twinkle in the Milky Way, nebulae flow between spiral arms, and countless life-bearing planets quietly revolve deep within the galaxy.

The galaxy appeared above the Milky Way, the two galaxies facing each other in the starry sky like two giants about to duel.

Only by eliminating their opponents can they survive again; only by eliminating their opponents can they achieve true victory.

The voice of the will of the universe resounded in the minds of all mankind, cold and majestic.

"The Galaxy Showdown has officially begun."

"The victor plunders everything from the vanquished."

"The loser's civilization vanishes, everything returns to nothing."

As the sound faded, two galaxies in the starry sky simultaneously lit up.

The Milky Way shines with a golden light, the radiance of a sun a hundred times the size of a human being.

The light emanating from the other galaxy is multicolored, with seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—intertwined together, creating a beautiful and mysterious spectacle.

"This is?"

Lin Feng also walked out of the command center and looked at the galaxy above them. When he saw the galaxy clearly, Lin Feng and the others were completely shocked.

He stood on the top platform of the command center, raised his head, and looked straight at the huge galaxy that appeared above the Milky Way, his gaze piercing through the atmosphere and the starry sky.

The colorful light, the spiral shape, the familiar scent—

Because they were very familiar with this galaxy; it was the colorful galaxy of their own original universe.

Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Colorful river system.

That was the place where human civilization first ventured out of the solar system, the place where humanity first encountered extraterrestrial civilizations, and the place where humanity first established colonies on an alien planet.

That is the home of the Divine Tree, the home of the Avatar civilization, and the place where humanity paid a heavy price.

The river system emitted a colorful glow, exactly the same as when they first entered the colorful river system.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—seven colors of light flow across the starry sky, like a rainbow spanning the universe.

Of that light, the purple part was the most dazzling, the most mysterious, and the most familiar.

That's the color of the Divine Tree, the color of the Avatar civilization, the color of the enemy that once caused humanity to fail at the last moment.

"I've run into an old rival again, but I wonder if that divine tree is still there."

The First Commander looked at the colorful river system before him and immediately smiled coldly. He had let that divine tree escape before, but he wouldn't let it escape this time.

Old Zhou stood beside Lin Feng, his gaze also fixed intently on the colorful river system.

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile, a smile filled with deep-seated hatred and the rage that had been suppressed for three years.

Three years ago, in the Pandora system, the sacrifice of three thousand Roc warships and thirty thousand Wukong armors resulted in the Divine Tree tearing through the void and escaping.

Three years ago, humanity paid a heavy price, but its greatest enemy escaped.

Three years later, the colorful galaxy reappeared before humanity, becoming an opponent in the galaxy competition.

This time, we won't let it get away again.

"Get everyone ready for war, then we'll attack the colorful river system in front of us."

Lin Feng glanced at the colorful river system and then gave orders to the First Commander: they were responsible for the attack, while Lin Feng and his team were responsible for completing the research on the space-time gate and space jump as soon as possible.

Lin Feng's voice was calm and firm, each word as hard as steel.

He knew that the power of the Colored River System should not be underestimated.

That was the adversary that caused humanity immense suffering in the original universe, a civilization possessing a terrifying existence like the Divine Tree.

But the solar system today is not the same as it was three years ago.

A star a hundred times the size, 80,000 Great Roc warships, 350,000 Wukong armors, and 30 cosmic death beam cannons.

Human civilization has reached the pinnacle of the Milky Way.

The colorful river system is merely the first sacrifice on humanity's path of revenge.

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

Upon hearing this, the First Commander immediately mustered his forces and then marched swiftly toward the colorful river system.

Old Zhou turned and strode towards the flagship, while commands were rapidly transmitted through the communication channels.

Eighty thousand giant warships sailed out simultaneously from various ports in the solar system, their silvery-white hulls arrayed in the starry sky, forming a massive fleet.

Three hundred and fifty thousand Wukong armors were deployed in front of the warship, the black steel giants densely covering the entire starry sky like a black tide.

Thirty cosmic death beam cannons adjusted their angles on the outskirts of the solar system, their blood-red muzzles aimed at the colorful galaxy, ready to fire at any moment.

Eighty thousand warships simultaneously activated their space jump devices, a ghostly blue light illuminating their sterns, and the entire fleet vanished into space in an instant.

The next moment, 80,000 warships appeared simultaneously on the outer edge of the colorful river system, their silvery-white hulls shimmering brilliantly under the colorful starlight.

Colorful river system.

Deep within the colorful galaxy, the divine tree that covers the entire galaxy is radiating a purple light.

It is much larger than it was three years ago, with a trunk diameter of over 1,000 kilometers and a height of over 100,000 kilometers. Its canopy spreads out in the nebula, covering a space of millions of square kilometers.

Purple light poured down from the treetops, illuminating the entire colorful galaxy, every planet, and the face of every Avatar warrior.

Over the course of three years, the Divine Tree plundered countless unclaimed star systems and devoured the essence of countless stars after its escape.

Its power is more than ten times greater than it was three years ago.

But it never expected that its opponent in the galactic battle would be the very human civilization that had once made it flee in disarray.

A colossal divine tree, covering the entire galaxy, decisively issued orders, commanding all races to prepare for war. Their next objective was to annihilate the galaxy below and achieve final victory.

The spiritual power of the Divine Tree spread throughout the entire Colored Galaxy, into the minds of every Avatar warrior, and into every race that submitted to it.

"All races, all warriors, all warships—"

"Prepare for war."

"Human civilization is our adversary."

"That ant that once offended us, that enemy that once destroyed our home."

"This time, we will wipe them out completely."

"Destroy their river system, plunder everything they have, and achieve final victory."

"yes!"

All the Avatar warriors roared in unison, and all the subjugated races responded in unison. Hundreds of millions of voices converged and resounded throughout the entire colorful galaxy.

Tens of thousands of warships sailed out from every corner of the colorful river system, their colorful hulls arrayed in the starry sky.

Millions of fighter jets take off from the inhabited planet and deploy in front of the warships.

The branches of the divine tree danced in the nebula, each carrying power comparable to a star weapon.

A war between galaxies is about to break out.

Two galaxies stand facing each other in the starry sky, their golden and colorful lights intertwining to illuminate the entire sky as if it were daytime.

Above the Milky Way, 80,000 Great Roc warships have been arrayed, 350,000 Wukong armors are ready to go, and 30 cosmic death beam cannons are ready to fire at any time.

Deep within the colorful river system, tens of thousands of colorful warships stand ready, millions of fighter jets circle in the starry sky, and the thousands of branches of the divine tree, like countless giant arms, slowly dance in the nebula.

Lin Feng stood on the top platform of the command center, his gaze piercing through the starry sky to the colorful river system.

A cold flame burned in his eyes.

Three years ago, the sacred tree escaped.

Three years ago, humanity paid a heavy price.

Three years ago, that voice echoed in the minds of all humanity—"I will return for revenge."

Now, it's really back.

But this time, humans will not give it another chance to escape.

Lin Feng turned around and strode back to the command center.

On the holographic projection, a star map of the colorful Milky Way galaxy has been unfolded, and the location of the Divine Tree has been precisely marked.

"Pass down the order."

Lin Feng's voice was deep and firm.

"First attack wave, Cosmic Death Beam Cannon, aimed at the main trunk of the Divine Tree."

"The second wave of attacks, the main fleet of the Great Peng warships, will break through from the front."

"The third wave of attack, Wukong armored forces, will infiltrate from the flanks and cut off all of the Divine Tree's escape routes."

"This time—"

A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

"We can't let it get away again."

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the command center, the entire solar system, and the entire Milky Way.

In the starry sky, 80,000 Dapeng warships simultaneously lit up the white light of their cannons, 350,000 Wukong armors simultaneously deployed their energy wings, and 30 cosmic death beam cannons simultaneously began to accumulate blood-red light.

In the colorful river system, tens of thousands of colorful warships also lit up their cannons, millions of fighter jets accelerated at the same time, and the thousands of branches of the divine tree tensed up simultaneously.

The starry sky between the two galaxies became incredibly silent at that moment.

All sounds disappeared, all light froze.

Then--

War broke out.