Physics God

"The test is over, and the overall results are..." Boy then reported the results and presented the non-core parts of the Rek legacy.

The core part should be handed over to someone willing to fulfill Rick's last wish, which everyone can understand, even though they essentially look down on him.

To use a metaphor from some fantasy web novels, it means that while other things can be taken indiscriminately, taking this part entails karmic consequences, and this part is subjectively determined, not necessarily better than other things.

However, it didn't matter. What Ling Hao wanted wasn't a core item, so Mu Kange, because of his excellent grades, had the first choice and got the notebook-like item that Ling Hao specified.

"What secrets does this thing hold? Why is my brother so interested in it?" Mu Kange looked at the notebook in his hand with curiosity, pondering what was so special about it.

Even though he could see the basic particles that make up everything in the world, he couldn't see anything special about this notebook, so he could only honestly put it into his storage magic treasure.

Afterwards, Mu Kange selected a few more items as a token, then took the materials he had obtained after passing the written test and stepped aside to wait for the remaining four people to make their selections.

"It seems pretty average." Mu Kange secretly messaged Qin Hao.

Qin Hao glanced at him and said helplessly, "You need to recognize your own position. You are one of the top young people in the Human Federation, so naturally you look down on these things."

"Or rather, it's rare to find an ancient starry tomb that can interest one of the top figures among the younger generation of a civilization, unless the technology of that ancient starry tomb or the spiritual power of its owner is far superior."

Although that's what he said, Mu Kange still found it hard to put himself into this role. But it didn't matter. Mu Kange quickly left the ancient starry tomb and watched it fall silent again from the outside.

The mission of the Starry Sky Tomb is to entrust everything of the tomb's lord to the newcomer. Before completing this mission, it will float in the abyss in the most energy-efficient way.

Not long after, Mu Kange returned to Ling Hao's side and handed him something that looked like a notebook. The moment Mu Kange took out the notebook, some patterns appeared on its surface, indicating that it was connected to the internet.

"Big brother, what is this thing?" Mu Kange asked quickly, looking at the colorful notebook.

Ling Hao extended his slender, jade-like fingers and tapped them in a peculiar pattern, replying, "A letter left to me by a member of the Genius Club three thousand years ago..."

The laptop released a massive amount of information to Ling Hao, far exceeding the processing time of even the brains of billions of people worldwide on Mu Kange's side, which could not be supported for even a second.

"Oh..." Ling Hao raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by the contents of the letter. He rested his chin on his hand, staring intently at Mu Kange, and said, "You didn't take the core legacy of that ancient starry tomb, did you?"

"No, but I notified a suitable person to pick it up." Feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, Mu Kange immediately explained the situation in detail.

When leaving Rek's Starry Sky Tomb, Mu Kange did Duanmu Fan a favor by sending him the coordinates of Rek's Starry Sky Tomb. Judging by the time, Duanmu Fan should have almost gotten his hands on it.

"Never mind then, it's too late. Go and make preparations. A few people from the Neap civilization will be coming in a few days, and we'll need your presence. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll probably have to fight them." Ling Hao waved his hand helplessly.

Ling Hao then explained that Rek was not some nobody, but an important figure in the history of the Neap civilization. However, he lost contact before the main force had even set out, which is why he ended up in his current state.

Humans who dared to take Rek's legacy should be prepared for the Neap civilization to come knocking on their door, especially now that they have returned to interstellar space and reconnected to the internet.

"That would be really bad..." Mu Kange also felt a headache coming on. If you put yourself in their shoes, you would understand. Who could tolerate such an experience? If it was resolved in just a few matches, then they would be considered reasonable.

Although Ling Hao never claimed to know everything, Mu Kange still found it very difficult to adapt to and accept this situation.

"So, big brother, what kind of letter is this?" Mu Kange asked again, feeling that it didn't seem to be well-intentioned, otherwise there would be no need to make such a scene.

Ling Hao unfolded the laptop into a 3D projection chessboard, and the laptop automatically loaded the endgame left by that genius club member more than three thousand years ago.

"A...challenge letter? I'd say that's a fair assessment." Ling Hao deduced based on the pieces on the board, the rules of the game, and the information he already knew, and then answered.

"I don't understand... Oh no." After staring at the chessboard for a while, Mu Kange came to this conclusion. This is a chess game that only came into existence in the interstellar age, and its complexity is incomparable to the chess games of primitive civilizations.

Putting aside everything else, Yu-Gi-Oh! is nowhere near as complex as The Black Paper. The game's item carriers alone put it at a huge disadvantage, not to mention the extremely high computing power of the average person in the interstellar world.

"Is there anything I can do?" Mukange asked again.

Ling Hao glanced at him, bit his finger lightly, and said, "Go play somewhere else. I'll call you when I need you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Kange obediently went outside the room and went about his business.

Ling Hao put the chessboard aside, and then he saw her again.

Logically speaking, even when in a state of mental illusion, a psychic wouldn't dream for no reason, let alone when fully conscious.

But she was different, which puzzled Ling Hao, because the quantum computing returned the answer to him: she did not exist.

She had long, loose black hair, which was only straightened with a headband. She wore a white shirt, a black skirt, and black stockings, with silver high heels on her feet. A black leather belt was tied around her waist, and a coat that looked like a doctor's white coat with guns attached was draped over her shoulders.

However, her face was a jumble of messy threads, like a model with a texture error, beautiful yet strange.

Ever since she manifested herself, she has appeared in Ling Hao's sight from time to time, without a face or a voice, only the most basic physical movements.

Ling Hao tried to communicate with her in various ways, but it was like throwing a stone into the ocean, all to no avail.

Whether it's words, text, physical gestures, or even quantum computing that resembles transcendental perception...

Fortunately, Ling Hao knew that she meant no harm.

Of course, it's also possible that all her emotions were swallowed up by that face, but in any case, she hasn't done anything bad to Ling Hao so far.

Does this game of chess have anything to do with you?