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Under the shocked and terrified gazes of the marshal and his adjutant, Luo Fei slowly turned around and placed his right hand on the porthole.

Just when the two thought they were doomed and had even prepared themselves for death, the view outside the porthole suddenly changed dramatically.

Luo Fei teleported the entire spaceship back to Blue Star, and it is now appearing not far from the Liuxi Village outpost.

The marshal swayed slightly and instinctively grabbed the edge of the porthole.

The view outside the porthole was no longer outer space, nor the boundless black background and slowly rotating blue star; instead, there was a green hillside.

The adjutant stood behind the marshal. He looked out at the valley outside the window and then looked down at the floor beneath his feet.

There was no shaking or tilting of the ground, as if the spaceship had never moved and had landed on this land from the very beginning.

He moved his lips: "We...we've been moved to the ground?"

The marshal did not answer.

He lowered his hand from the edge of the porthole, his gaze falling through the transparent alloy glass onto the deep green grass.

The lawn was perfectly flat, as if it had been carefully trimmed, with a row of low shrubs planted along the edge, their leaves shimmering in the sunlight.

In the distance, he saw a row of gray buildings, low and neat, with roofs covered with solar panels.

There was also a playground with white running track lines painted on the ground and green basketball hoops standing there. Some figures were running towards this side.

They wore uniform training clothes, but no helmets or armor, and their steps were neat and swift.

Chu Yue ran in the lead, and they stopped about twenty meters to the side of the spaceship, their hands on the holsters at their waists.

The team members behind her also stopped and within seconds dispersed into a semi-circular encirclement formation, without issuing any commands throughout the entire process.

Inside the bridge, the marshal's gaze shifted from the grass and barracks outside the window to the figure outside the porthole.

Luo Fei's gaze never left the marshal.

Then, he raised his right hand, made a fist, and gently tapped on the porthole.

The action wasn't a forceful slam, but more like a knock on the door.

However, this seemingly gentle blow shattered the alloy glass that could withstand a meteorite impact.

The crack spread rapidly from the spot where Luo Fei's fist landed, like a spider web torn apart in an instant, spreading from the center outwards to the entire edge of the glass in just a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the entire glass shattered into countless tiny particles, exploding like a detonated explosive, with fragments flying into the bridge.

Luo Fei walked in through the breach, his shoes making a soft sound as they touched the bridge floor.

He didn't stop or look at the marshal. Instead, he took out the meteorite sword from his ring, walked past the two men, and headed towards the bridge entrance.

The metal door remained tightly shut. The adjutant had not opened it earlier because the control system had failed, leaving the door without any remaining power, and even the manual switch was unresponsive.

Luo Fei walked to the door and casually kicked it. The alloy door was immediately deformed and twisted into an irregular shape. Then it flew outward and crashed heavily into the opposite wall with a deafening bang. The metal plates on the wall were dented by the impact.

Luo Fei's figure then disappeared from the sight of the two marshals.

The corridor was dimly lit; the spaceship had lost all power, and only natural light filtering through the portholes illuminated a small section of the road.

Luo Fei's figure moved swiftly and silently inside the spaceship, like a ghost.

He encountered two soldiers as he turned the first corner. Before they could even see Luo Fei, he passed by them without stopping.

The next second, their upper bodies began to slowly slide down, eventually falling heavily to the floor with a dull thud.

The blade was spotless, as clean as if it had just been wiped. Luo Fei carried it as he continued searching for the soldiers in the spaceship.

He walked through the corridor, past the rest area, the weapons bay, the power bay, and the equipment bays that had lost their functionality and whose indicator lights were all off.

Almost every compartment had soldiers, some standing on guard, some sitting and resting, and some trying to restart a system using backup power, their faces filled with anxiety.

But none of them saw Luo Fei arrive, and before losing consciousness, they didn't even know what had happened to them.

At the end of the corridor is the hangar at the stern of the ship.

The door was half open, and the lights inside were off, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the cracks, casting a small, blurry outline on the hangar floor.

Luo Fei went inside, his eyes sharp, quickly searching for a moment to confirm that it was empty and there was no trace of any soldiers. He turned and swiftly returned to the bridge; the entire process took only a few seconds.

Luo Fei held the meteorite iron sword in his hand. The blade was still as clean as when he set off, and he gently put the sword back into his ring.

The marshal stood beside the breach in the porthole, leaning slightly forward, as if standing in a position where he didn't need to sit, maintaining a posture as if he was about to speak.

He watched Luo Fei walk in, neither retreating nor stepping forward.

He forced himself to remain calm and spoke, his voice becoming more composed: "I can tell you, even if I die, you won't be able to save your Blue Star."

"Before I set off, I had already issued orders. If the fleet lost contact for more than the agreed time, my home planet would send the coordinates of Earth and the existence of immortal matter to several civilizations that were on friendly terms with us, including a Type IV civilization."

His voice echoed in the bridge.

Luo Fei didn't mind and replied in Caldain, his pronunciation accurate and his tone natural: "Tell me, what is the essence of immortality?"

The marshal's horns twitched slightly.

He didn't answer immediately, seemingly weighing his options and seeking confirmation.

He stood there for a long time, so long that the shadows of the clouds outside the window moved away from his face, only to be covered by a new cloud.

Then, he finally spoke in a deep voice, saying each word clearly: "In your Blue Star language, it's cancer cells."

"In the bodies of humans on Earth, there is a special type of cell that does not stop dividing, does not age, and does not undergo programmed cell death."

"They do only one thing—infinitely divide and frantically plunder the body's resources. This characteristic is the essence of immortality."

"The bodies of humans on Earth are too fragile to withstand the enormous burden brought about by the unlimited expansion of cells, and will eventually be devoured by it."

"But if a body is strong enough to contain that infinitely expanding power and to control it, it can complete the transformation, turning these out-of-control cancer cells into cells that it can control."

"At that time, those cells will continue to divide, never stop, never age, and life will never end."

His voice paused for a moment, a complex light flashing in his eyes: "This is the secret of immortality."