The Last Sentinel

Sentinel base, underground laboratory.

On the huge supercomputing screen, complex code flashed continuously, and new mecha entries were outlined one after another.

[Planetary Explosion] [Angel of Peace] [Neutron Annihilation] [Toxic Stream Descends] [Intelligence-Degrading Beam] [Causal Annihilation] [Interstellar Exile] [Extreme Freezing] [Phase Lockdown] [Dark Energy Cleansing] [Purification]...

Note: Forbidden spell-level attributes require enormous energy. The current universe level is too low to realize the full power of the above mecha attributes. Civilization advancement is required.

Ye Feng, dressed in a gold-patterned combat suit, stared at the words on the screen and muttered to himself, "Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice! Without resources and with energy locked, even if you have the skill to carve intricate designs, you can only carve intricate designs on excrement."

On Ye Feng's right shoulder, the little fire spirit, hands on hips, said, "The Sabite aliens aren't stupid. They finally defeated you in the 1999 Star Wars, so of course they want to lock you dangerous Homo sapiens to this planet and trap you in this cosmic prison! How could they possibly give you resources? What's the difference between giving you resources and sending yourself to your death?"

Ye Feng sat down in the chair, rubbing his temples. "Fireseed, as you said, the group of aliens currently causing trouble with the Neanderthals are also Sabitians?"

Little Fireman said, "They belong to the criminals of the Sabbitians. In the eyes of the Sabbitians, Blue Star is a prison for serious offenders. Every intelligent life on this planet has a destructive ambition flowing in its veins. They dumped the criminals here, intending to use you to kill them, but unexpectedly, these criminals started a slave trade. They discovered the outstanding individuals among you and sold them to civilizations outside the multidimensional universe to help other advanced civilizations advance their progress! In the end, a slave trade triangle was formed. It's just that those guys who were sold, tsk tsk, they have no hope of going home in this lifetime. Poor thing!"

This sentence struck a nerve with the group of big shots.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: Damn it, what is that bastard spirit barking like a dog for?! What kind of piece of trash do you think you are, mocking us?!

Great Love Immortal King: Am I pitiful? I am the overlord of the universe. I have dug up the graves of countless emperors. Am I pitiful? You dare to pity me?

Immortal Archmage: I am the youngest Archmage on the Magic Continent, the youngest Archmage, the first Alchemist to upgrade a Mage Tower to the Immortal level, and you pity me? My Mage Tower is worth more than the universe of your creator!

Fifteenth Realm Martial Artist: The God of Law gave too much. A single brick could buy up the entire civilization behind this little flame, the big boss civilization behind the manufacturing civilization, all the way up to the supreme universe of the ruling level!

Wuji Demon Lord: The way you all are getting so angry upstairs is just like how the Sentinel was when he was killed. It's just impotent rage. What's the point of saying all this? The most important thing right now is how to get home!

Immortal God of Magic: How the hell do I get home? How the hell am I supposed to know? The Sentinels have all been killed, and the Guide back home is a complete idiot. The Sabite aliens have completely locked up resources. Only with resources can we defeat the Sabite aliens, defeat the Fourth Wall, and advance into all the worlds. But the reality is that we don't have any resources. We've blocked both ends. How do we solve this?

Hongmeng's most heartfelt message: Don't panic, there's definitely a way!

Shadow of Destruction: The planet where our home is located is under the jurisdiction of the Sabitians. We don't know about the superior civilization of the Sabitians. If we can follow the clues to find the top civilization above the Sabitians, and top civilizations communicate with each other, then we can break through the boundaries of the dimensional world. If we can find the top civilization to which our home belongs, then we can go home!

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: Destroy the Law, when will that old dog wake up?! Your idea is not bad, but did the Sentinel not think of this idea? Of course he did! Not only did the Sentinel think of it, but the Sentinel's enemy did too, so the Sentinel failed.

Shadow of Annihilation: Since that's the case, then let's attack indiscriminately and drag all the top civilizations into an unprecedented super dark age! Let the emperors fall, let the venerables be annihilated, and let the masters of the universe degenerate into paramecia!

Wuji Demon Lord: Old Fa, calm down. As an evil cultivator, I think you're being a bit too extreme! You casually launch Dark Ages and the Fall of Emperors. It's like you're not treating top civilizations as human beings! It takes billions of years of effort to reach the top civilizations of the supreme universe. With one thought from you, everyone will be reduced to paramecia.

Shadow of Destruction: Am I being extreme? I've already been very restrained. What do they call us? "Stray dogs"! Even stray dogs have a kennel, but we transmigrators who have made enormous contributions to their universe are called dogs. Even though we've gained power, they still look down on us and won't let us go home. Since we can't reach an agreement, let's flip the table! I'm willing to call this Dark Age, the Era of Imperial Fall, the "Fourth Calamity"!

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: Although Old Fa's words were somewhat extreme, they weren't without reason. If an unprecedented era of imperial decline and dark ages were to be launched, engulfing all the heavens and myriad realms and causing the annihilation of all top civilizations, the cosmic origins occupied by the top civilizations would be redistributed. Other secondary civilizations would reap enormous rewards, and our home planet would also gain a certain proportion of cosmic energy in this upheaval. Although our home planet's size would only receive a small amount, with just a small amount of resources, our home planet could take off! The Sentinels could defeat the Sabitians and break through the fourth wall!

Immortal God of Magic: So, are we going to bring about a Dark Age? This is a huge undertaking! It requires a sudden, forceful push when the causal bonds between various top civilizations reach their absolute limit, triggering the Age of Fall and causing massive entropy-driven chaos!

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: This matter should be included in the filing. We should discuss the price we need to pay with a few people who are bound by cause and effect. If it is feasible, the Fall of the Emperors and the Dark Ages are not impossible.

Wuji Demon Lord: You're right! What does the bloodshed in another world have to do with us going home? I've worked so hard to bring their cosmic civilization to this level, and I can just as easily send them back to the primitive world to live like paramecia!

Ye Feng looked at the chat logs of the big shots, not daring to say a word.

In the eyes of the big shots, planets are nothing, civilizations are nothing, and even top-tier civilizations are nothing more than slightly more advanced dogs.

If one of us is feeling unwell, then we'll drag everyone into the Dark Ages, the Era of the Fallen Emperors!

Everyone else made a whole pot of dumplings just for a bottle of vinegar.

The big shots wanted to get some resources for their homeland by wiping out all the top civilizations in one fell swoop, restarting the myriad worlds and redistributing their resources.

I don't know which top civilization is from my hometown, and you're unwilling to tell us the way home, so let's all just give up, kick the bucket together, and welcome the Dark Age!

As a transmigrator who stayed behind in his hometown, all Ye Feng could do was desperately improve technology and enhance the strength of his home planet.

Ye Feng looked at the little fireman on his shoulder and sighed, "I thought you could bring me good luck, but I didn't expect to be stuck in this predicament. At most, you can only shield me from the observation of the God Particle. I'm very disappointed in you. Why don't we send you back to the Neanderthals to restart? Anyway, you can't provide me with much help."

"No, no!" The little fireman panicked. "Boss, you can't just discard me after I've served my purpose! Didn't we agree that as long as I shielded you from proton surveillance, everything would be fine? Why do you want me to provide you with new help now? I'm just a super energy converter. In the end, I only convert energy that you can't use into energy that you can use. I don't have any energy myself."

Ye Feng said, "But I need energy right now!"

Little Fireman said, "Doesn't the Human Alliance have one? Besides, boss, you used the gimmick of mecha manufacturing to charge thirty times the price of the mechas..."

Ye Feng interrupted the little fireman, "Not enough, far from enough! The materials from the Human Alliance are just a drop in the ocean! I want to undertake a truly monumental process, requiring enough energy to defeat the protons, and even more so, a massive amount of resources to win another interstellar war against the Sabite aliens!"

The little fireman desperately rubbed his fiery hair with both hands: "God, you still want to fight the proton one-on-one, or go to war with the Sabite aliens? I really don't understand why Homo sapiens are so warlike! You are so weak, yet the flames of destruction flow in your veins."

Ye Feng said, "Stop with all that nonsense, I'll just ask you one question: do you have access to energy resources?"

Little Fireman said, "It's not that there aren't any. Boss, you know, the whole Blue Star, well, it's like a giant Sabit prison. There are many Sabit prisoners here, and these prisoners are divided into many factions, mainly two major camps: one is the radical revolutionary camp, and the other is the conservative camp. Each camp is further divided into several schools: evil, neutral, righteous, chaotic evil, lawful evil, chaotic righteous, chaotic neutral, and so on."

"Like this alien bastard who's currently your enemy, mixing with Neanderthals, they belong to the lawful evil faction within the conservative camp. And their enemies are another group of alien bastards who support the dragon race; they belong to the lawful justice faction within the radical camp. Although they are all criminals, they see each other as enemies!"

"This attack by Homo sapiens against the Neanderthals is also a blow to the conservative, lawful, and evil faction within the old guard!"

"If we use this as a pretext to ask the radical lawful justice faction for resources, they would be happy to make the deal."

Ye Feng asked, "Would they make deals with Homo sapiens?"

Little Fireman said, "In principle, of course not. Although they are criminals, they are Sabitians by nature. They are your mortal enemies. In their eyes, you are no different from heretics! On the contrary, the heretics you see are their kind who can be accepted. That's why they support the ancient race instead of Homo sapiens! But if you change your appearance and pretend, even if they know you are Homo sapiens, if you pretend to be a heretic, they, as criminals, don't have high racial concepts or racial bottom lines. Making money, it doesn't matter who you trade with, as long as your price is high enough, there will always be some despicable scoundrels who will betray the interests of their race!"

Ye Feng looked at the little fireman. "So? What's your suggestion?"

The little fire-man grinned, revealing sharp, black teeth. "A group of alien bastards have appeared in the Ginza district. They're the backers of the Dragonkin. This time, they're here to find your father-in-law, Kitagawa Hideo. You can impersonate Kitagawa Hideo's son and infiltrate them. With your intelligence, making some trade should be a piece of cake, right?"

Ye Feng looked at the little fireman. "Where did you get your information?"

The little fireman put his hands on his hips and laughed smugly, "To be honest, there are many fire seeds like me on Blue Star, but I am the only one who has truly become sentient. They can all be understood as my clones. I know everything they see and hear! That is to say, I can control the situation of all criminals. The Eight-Foot Mirror can only let you see the secrets of the Japanese humans, but I can let you see the secrets of all alien criminals."

Ye Feng laughed. "I left you here to shield you from the spying of the proton and the God particle, but you've become the new spy yourself. This world is truly interesting; the more you guard against something, the more you lose it!"

"Let's go out for a walk!"