Physics God

Mukango removed his curry-armor-like psionic armor and walked through the Neyap space base. Through their introduction, Mukango learned some details.

First, there are the names of the two factions, who call themselves the Progressives and the Remnants, and their nicknames to each other are the Forgotten and the Ancestors.

The enterprising, or forgetters, advocated selling their home planet, the powerful Neap civilization: it was unimaginable that such a dilapidated planet could be exchanged for more planetary systems.

The survivors, also known as the ancestral faction, advocated preserving the mother planet, even though it was not worthwhile from a profit perspective: Are you beasts going to sell your own mother (referring to the mother planet)?

Mu Kange and Ling Hao supported the ancestral faction. To be precise, Mu Kange chose them. When Ling Hao asked him who he wanted to support, Mu Kange chose the ancestral faction without hesitation.

The reason is simple: Mukango dislikes space nomads. As for why? Well, it's not because he was defeated by the Great Khan four or five times in Stellaris that he came to hate them.

Three punches shatter the united soul, Khan, I am a Mongol.

Although your T-34s are endless, I have more Nomadic Ships than your T-34s. As a result, I was worn down to economic collapse by the Great Khan. How could a T-34 battle group that can outproduce Zerglings be no match for the Great Khan? Why would I have such a dream?

Getting back to the main topic, Mu Kange arrived at the reception room of the space base, where some of the leaders of the Ancestral Faction were already waiting. Upon seeing Mu Kange, they immediately drew their weapons and held them up in the air.

This was a custom of the Neyap, and Mukange knew this, so he also drew his bare blade and held it diagonally, clashing it with their weapons in the air. This custom represented trust, after all, the other party's sharp blade was hanging above his head.

Of course, this is a more formal meeting. In private, I would lightly place my fist on the other person's shoulder to show that I am not hiding any weapons.

Yes, the Neapians can now easily kill other Neapians even without weapons, but these customs are ancient traditions, more symbolic than practical.

"Are you sure you completely trust my elder brother?" Mu Kange sheathed his empty blade and looked at the three third-tier psionicists in front of him, asking with a hint of amusement.

One of the most prestigious third-tier psionicists among them glanced at Mu Kange and said unhurriedly, "Yes, he is a genius, and his purpose is to help us achieve victory. We have already verified that."

The verification here refers to the verification through the sequence ability derived from the light of mind and spirit. For these inferior civilizations, there is nothing more useful than this.

"So what arrangements will my older brother make for me? What do I need to do?" Mu Kange asked again. He didn't care how Ling Hao would lead them to victory; he only cared about what he could do to help Ling Hao.

"Lord Ling Hao said that you would accompany the geniuses of our Neap to a special secret realm on our home planet, Qingfeng Star, for some training first, and then join a certain team to participate in battle after you come out," the other party replied.

Mu Kange wasn't surprised by this, after all, he had only just reached level seven. He should at least reach level eight or seven before joining the battle, let alone level eight.

Even if he possesses the "Extreme Path" or something, it's possible that Neap also has it. Otherwise, what was the point of Neap's civilization's thousands or tens of thousands of years of history?

Even more so, Mukange wasn't sure if he was the strongest among those who entered the secret realm this time. This wasn't modesty, but rather the profound knowledge of the Niyap civilization that forced him to have this thought.

After all, technology can prevent people from being blocked by major hurdles. These things can be said to have no bottlenecks, so it's normal to upgrade quickly under such circumstances, right?

As for the Human Federation? They also have the technology, but it hasn't been widely adopted yet. To be precise, it hasn't been promoted among civilians. This is partly to facilitate maintaining order, and partly because wild plants grow rampantly while domesticated plants struggle to survive.

Combat awareness is a tricky thing. Perhaps when the technology reaches the level of the stars, it can be improved by external forces, but for now, let them hone their skills on their own.

You can't exactly cram a combat-type AI into it, can you?

"Then I roughly know when this secret realm will open?" Mu Kange didn't like to think too much, so Ling Hao wouldn't make things difficult for him. Arranging for him to fight was entirely within his expectations.

"Five minutes later in interstellar time." The other person seemed a little surprised by this time, because he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. After all, he was talking about the real time.

The opening time of the secret realm is controlled by them, but when Mu Kange asks and when they answer is another matter entirely. It just goes to show that they are indeed the devilish things from the Genius Club.

Mu Kange breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the time. Five minutes, although it sounds like a short time, is more than enough for a psionicist. Even if Mu Kange did not recover to full recovery, he could recover to about 70-80%.

Just then, a lifelike humanoid projection suddenly appeared in the reception room. The projection technology at the higher level of the starry sky had reached the point of real-time sensing and could be completely touched.

Simply put, when the projection is formed, it has already undergone biological imprinting at the atomic level through microscopic robots. It is more accurate to call this a temporary clone than a projection.

"Big brother! Look what this is!" Mu Kange was also excited to see Ling Hao appear, and quickly handed Huang Cheng and Principal An, which had been refined to a great extent, to him.

Upon seeing the two items, Ling Hao's lips curled into a smile, but he didn't seem to care much. He simply nodded and said, "Although I've seen them countless times in my mind, seeing the real thing still brings a sense of satisfaction."

"I'm glad you like it, big brother. Next time I'll catch that old bastard Commander Teng and give him to you." Seeing Ling Hao happy, Mu Kange was also extremely satisfied, almost as if he had achieved the greatest success in his life.

Seeing this, Ling Hao reached out and scratched Mu Kange's chin like he was teasing a dog. Mu Kange didn't notice anything amiss and just squinted his eyes to enjoy it.

The Neapians were unaware of the situation and assumed it was some intimate act among humans. If they knew that this act was considered derogatory within human civilization, they wondered what they would think.

"You should refine them. These two things are useless alive. Five minutes is about right." Ling Hao wouldn't waste any time. Five minutes was just enough for Mu Kange to rest while refining these two things.

"Alright." Mu Kange nodded, continuing to kill the two of them, eroding their minds and spiritual light. Five minutes later, they were finally freed.

Then, Mukango jumped towards Neyap's home planet.