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After their thinking was forcibly reversed, the Chitauri experienced a period of technological explosion. However, their technological explosion was only reflected in warfare. Basic science and other technologies besides war technology were basically borrowed, relying on Thanos to plunder the technology of other civilizations to improve their abilities.

Therefore, the Chitauri's technology in all aspects is a huge but unstable fusion monster.

Furthermore, since they are under Thanos's banner, no one dares to provoke them directly. As a result, their main star system's defense network is very chaotic and resource utilization is extremely low. It can be said that any civilization that enters the star system on its own can give them a disdainful look in this regard.

If their galactic defenses are so poorly constructed, it's even less likely that they would be able to target ultra-long-distance teleportation technology in the universe. There are very few civilizations in the entire universe that possess this technology, but Asgard happens to be one of the most proficient in it.

"How difficult would it be to teleport a miniature base with a total mass of no more than one hundred tons to the Chitauri homeworld, and what would be the success rate?"

"Your Majesty, what is the average density of this miniature base?"

"Within the average density range of ordinary buildings." Odin's words were vague, mainly because he hadn't seen this thing yet.

"..." Heimdall quickly calculated in his mind, "As long as there is no external intervention, the success rate is over 99%."

Odin nodded. Nothing is ever 100% guaranteed to succeed, and Heimdall's probability was practically the same as a certainty of success.

As for the less than one percent difference, that's an estimate left for possible unforeseen events, such as a massive cosmic ray burst that sweeps across several galaxies, which is also one of the natural factors that could interfere with the Rainbow Bridge.

"In that case, prepare to drop a beacon toward the Chitauri homeworld," Odin commanded.

"A beacon?" Heimdall had a question mark above his head. The Rainbow Bridge didn't need any beacon for positioning; it only needed his eyes. If beacons were simply objects to be deployed, he hadn't heard of the Magic Technology Research Institute developing beacons that could be used against interstellar civilizations.

"Well, the Midgardians want to use our Rainbow Bridge to deploy their beacon, which is a miniature base, to the Chitauri homeworld. You should meet with the Resource Planning Department, calculate the costs, and then send me a reasonable quote."

Odin went on to say that he guessed the Midgardians had used the Time Stone left by the Ancient One to peer into the timeline, discovered some kind of threat, and planned to act ahead of time.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

“Don’t rush off.” Odin mentally reviewed the information he had. “Meet with the strategy department again and get me a projection report. The main enemy is the Chitauri star system fleet.”

"This report can't be dragged out for half a year. I need to see it this month. It needs to be comprehensive in its information and diverse in its strategies. Don't just give me a single opinion on war!"

Odin kept giving orders, and to be honest, after he sealed away his eldest daughter, Asgard's military strength dropped by a whole level.

The most serious decline was in war simulations. These brain-dead idiots keep bringing up the Rainbow Bridge, as if there wouldn't be a war without it.

The hypothetical enemy is a planetary civilization using a rainbow bridge, a galactic civilization using a rainbow bridge, or some indigenous god-like force that has broken away from civilization using a rainbow bridge. If there's only this one option, why would we need them?!

Is living a waste of air?! Is living a waste of resources?!

Did you know that everyone in Asgard is enjoying the resources provided to over a thousand people on their home planet?!

Moreover, from beginning to end, no one considered or clearly pointed out how much pressure the frequent use of the Rainbow Bridge would put on Asgard's strategic resource reserves.

Wars are all about resources. Sometimes Odin really wants to just crush all those guys and throw them into the reactor!

Chapter 173 Script - Cabin in the Woods

The decision to request Odin and the others to use the Rainbow Bridge to transmit the beacon was, of course, made by Yang Qiu.

The Chitauri's home planet is too far from Earth. It's not impossible for Yang Qiu to forcefully reach it, but that would be too inefficient and have a very low cost-effectiveness.

As for why we did this, we have to go back a few days.

A few days ago, Vernon led the first team of explorers from the multiverse back to Earth. The energy storage equipment in the shuttle was completely filled with Karasuma Renya's legacy.

Besides the energy, the data they brought back was even more important, since 80% of the shuttle's capacity was used to carry various probes, and the data from these probes was extremely valuable.

It not only contains various data records of the shuttle during the shuttle process, but can also be used to guide the construction of the next shuttle.

There are also various high-pressure test data that are difficult to encounter under normal circumstances. It can be said that this time, many kinds of magic can be modified or separated into a branch.

What's even more unexpected is that Yang Qiu actually found timeline-related data among these data, and it wasn't just common, superficial data.

Yang Qiu had never seen such an operation before, where the entire timeline was pieced together and then randomly shuffled and interspersed. This was quite an eye-opener for him.

After thoroughly understanding the data about the timeline, Yang Qiu had a clearer view of the future timeline and was able to see what he wanted to see.

This discovery revealed a problem: the Chitauri had once again amassed a massive army, with their fleet now more than 50% larger than the one observed in the last future, and the number of purely combat soldiers had exceeded 100 million this time.

Fortunately, Yang Qiu discovered that some warships did not even have the optimal number of crew members for operation, let alone full capacity.

This indirectly shows that the Chitauri's mobilization capacity has reached its limit, and it is highly unlikely that anything will change. This is their entire army.

After this vision of the future was transmitted to the design department of Heaven, the entire Heavenly Court fell silent for a minute. The design department urgently halted part of the construction plan because the demand was growing too fast and the original design was no longer applicable.

Working frantically, a new design was quickly produced, but an even bigger problem arose: time was running out.

Yang Qiu's observation of the timeline revealed that the average arrival time of the Chitauri fleet was about one and a half years, but the construction of the war star would still take at least two years, even without major changes, only adding or modifying the existing structure.

What Yang Qiu needs to do now is to buy the Heavenly Court and the entire Earth civilization those six months.

Time flew by, and the bill from Asgard was transferred to Yang Qiu's hands. After reviewing it briefly and finding no unacceptable terms and the amount within an acceptable range, Yang Qiu decisively signed the name of the Heavenly Emperor.

Subsequently, a perfectly sealed container was transported to the Oort Cloud via a galactic passage. After escaping the galactic defense network, Heimdall successfully located the container and, at Odin's behest, activated the Rainbow Bridge to bring the container directly back to Asgard.

When the container was opened, Heimdall was a little surprised. The so-called markings inside were actually a house with a main wooden structure, or rather, an architectural model. After all, a normal building wouldn't have a large basement without soil.

After confirming with the Clock Tower that the "mark" was correct, Heimdall turned his attention to the Chitauri's home planet, a planet with two moons and extremely uneven development.

Some cities have technologies that surpass those of the entire planet. Whether it's airships or intelligent robots that can be seen everywhere on the streets, none of them can compare to the current state of the Earth.

However, the environment in some places is even worse than that of the most underdeveloped countries on Earth. People walk numbly on the streets, and mud and dust can turn them from clean to dirty in just a second. Therefore, people living here do not have any habit of taking a bath.

In these places, the only thing that has a hint of technology is the factory that spews out black smoke.

It's not that the Chitauri lack environmental protection technology; it's just that they don't know how to use it in this place. In their view, it's just a meaningless increase in costs. After all, the wealthy areas have their own air filtration systems, so what do they care about the slums?

The problem isn't a lack of intelligent machines. The poor are only using these machines because their cost is lower than the machines' maintenance. When a machine breaks down, it needs repair, but when a person gets sick, they can simply be thrown out. If they want to come back in, they have to cure their own illnesses.

Heimdall sighed deeply. Hundreds of years ago, before Thanos arrived in this place, he had observed the Chitauri's planet out of interest. At that time, the gap between the rich and the poor still existed, but the Chitauri Global Federation was committed to eliminating poverty and creating a fair social environment with smooth upward mobility.

Therefore, the planet was extremely prosperous at that time, and the vast majority of people were able to live with dignity. Unfortunately, Thanos' arrival shattered all of this.

The technological level had advanced by more than one level hundreds of years ago, but in Heimdall's view, this planet was dead, this civilization was dead, and when Thanos no longer needed them, when Thanos ceased to exist, this civilization would completely perish.

Despite his lament, Heimdall had lived for so many years and had seen far worse things, so he wasn't overly affected by his emotions.

After selecting a suitable location based on the report's requirements, Heimdall activated the Rainbow Bridge again. This time, the activation was an intrusion teleportation, so there were no lighting effects, and the teleportation time was extended by several dozen times. All of this was to reduce the possibility of being detected.

One minute later, the marker was delivered to the designated location, a small grove of trees in the wealthy neighborhood.

Only a handful of people visit this place each year, yet it still exists, while some places that truly need trees remain perpetually barren.

After the wooden house landed, the ground continued to slowly sink. Green vines gradually climbed up the upper part of the wooden house, and decaying cracks appeared on the surface of the wooden house. Just looking at the upper part, it looked like a building that had been abandoned for many years.

After successfully entering the underground through the basement, the sinking of the ground stopped.

Script Eleven – The Cabin in the Woods, unfolds!

Yang Qiu then marked the location where the script would be deployed, successfully placing it on the Chitauri homeworld. This time, he aimed to delay the Chitauri army's assembly with minimal resources and costs.

Chapter 174 Laaste

In the wealthy district of one of the largest cities on the Chitauri homeworld, there is now an extremely incongruous scene, one that should never happen in such a place.

A Chitauri was running wildly through the streets, clutching a small box. His clothes billowed in the wind as he ran, clearly cheap and of extremely poor quality, the kind of clothes usually only worn by Chitauri from the slums.

Yin would glance at the small box in his arms every time he ran a certain distance, or more precisely, the treatment needle inside the box. This needle, with a capacity of only a few milliliters, could treat or alleviate a variety of common diseases, but its price was far too high for non-rich people, so high that it was completely unaffordable.

What? Why not buy medication specifically for a common ailment? That would be much cheaper than injections?

You're overthinking it. On the Chitauri homeworld, where healthcare is completely privatized, profit is the primary concern.

The cost of the treatment needle is negligible on the current main planet, so the profit is much higher than that of almost all other drugs. Moreover, it eliminates the expense of recruiting doctors, so they do not produce any other drugs. Furthermore, the treatment needle is very easy to use; patients only need to open it and inject themselves according to the instructions.

As for whether it's excessive, only the poor use these things, so who cares? The rich all have their own private doctors.

Yin Ye never imagined that something he could casually spill like plain water when he was a child would require so much effort to obtain even a few milliliters of as an adult. It was a truly sad fact.

That's right, Yin is now a poor man living in a wealthy neighborhood. His father was once the biggest drug control official on the planet, and his family was one of the richest in the world at the time.

Recalling the past, Yin shook his head and came back to his senses. The inferior chip in his mind started popping up ads incessantly. If he didn't concentrate, he could easily bump into a building on the side of the road.

Ten minutes later, Yin returned to his home, which was still a two-story house, but unlike other places in the wealthy area, his house had no water or electricity.

"Mom, I'm back. I bought the treatment needles." Yin opened the door and called out to the inside in a lighthearted tone.

No one responded.

Yin sniffed, but couldn't smell the compressed energy paste. Usually at this time, her mother would arrange the compressed energy paste in an edible shape, just like arranging food on a plate. Why was it different today?

Yin wasn't worried about anything happening to his family; they were a tragic example, and those guys wouldn't let them die so easily.

After taking two steps inside, Yin suddenly stopped. His heart began to pound faster. He slowly turned his head to look at a box that had been thrown on the ground behind him, and then squatted down.

"Happy No. 1," the box reads in large characters.

"No...no..." Yin clenched his fist, and the box deformed and shattered in his hand.

Immediately afterward, Yin rushed into the bedroom without saying a word. The paralyzed woman in bed had her limbs outstretched, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, and a stiff and fake smile on her face. Even when her son entered the room, she did not react at all.

"Mom!" Yin roared, grabbing his mother's right hand. Both of them had been implanted with the latest and most advanced life support device. Looking at it, the device clearly stated that "Happy No. 1 overdose" was being used.

Happy One is a product that the Chitauri main planet is currently promoting. Most of the advertisements that pop up in Yin's mind from time to time are about it. In the advertisements, it is a miracle drug that can relieve pain, cure diseases, and bring happiness to users. But Yin knows that this thing is just an addictive substance!

Yin knelt on the bedroom floor, saying nothing. He knew this thing quite well because the predecessor of Happy No. 1 - the Happiness Series - was a series of products that his father had prevented from being sold publicly without restrictions.

Five minutes later, Yin stood up unsteadily, pulled the blanket over her mother, covered her properly, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

"Aaaaah!" Enraged, Yin smashed everything in front of her that she could see and move to pieces, while the words her mother had spoken when she was a child echoed in her mind.

“Yin, do you know why we can stay here without paying rent? And we can only stay here, and we don’t get any discounts except for the rent?” His mother said to him as she sat on the broken stool in front of him, holding him as a child.

"why?"

“Because your father was a hero, they are afraid, afraid that someone like your father will appear again, so they want to use us as an example for those who still want to get involved with the revolutionary army.” The mother hugged Yin with heartache, tears welling up in her eyes. This child would suffer with her for the rest of his life. “And they want to tell others that without the help of others, we would not even be able to survive here.”

"Mom, what is a revolutionary army?"

"They are our past and will inevitably be our future. They were once called the United Resistance Army; now they are called the United Revolutionary Army..."

Yin ran out of his house like a madman and onto the street, knowing that his enemies were behind the security cameras!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Snap! Hidden broke the exposed brainwave chip right in front of the camera; this chip could not be removed by itself.

The world before his eyes suddenly became real and spacious, without so many messy lighting effects and advertisements.

On the traffic lanes behind, all sorts of hovercars are driving.

"You succeeded, but only a little bit!" Yin gritted his teeth as he tore off some of the implanted parts from his body, along with his flesh.