The exploration starships produced with such jumbled, dubious technologies could be counted as upgraded versions of the primeval warships. Their performance parameters were still far from that of the real 'messenger starships'.
If the messenger starships were enormous warships that could cross oceans in the wind and waves, such upgraded primeval warships were small boats that could only cruise in the coastal waters at best. It was impossible for them to take them to the 'black hole barrier' at the center of the Multiverse. They could only explore the other universes near the Pangu universe that were also 'remote'.
Even so, the leaders of the civilization of mankind and the primeval survivors still decided to take the first step to explore the Multiverse with the technology that was entirely theirs. However shabby and clumsy the technology was, it was at least 100% theirs. Also, it could be improved in the following voyages and explorations.
After all, they did not intend to get in touch with the Resisters for now. Instead, they planned to explore the environment near the Pangu universe first.
In many cases, rapid development could solve a lot of problems on its own. Perhaps they were still hesitating whether or not to get involved in the war between the Flood and the Resisters, but in three to five hundred years, when they grasped more advanced technologies and communicated with the dozens or even hundreds of universes near the Pangu universe that boasted intelligent lives, the future generations would certainly have wiser, more rational, and more far-sighted ways to resolve the problems. All the problems would be solved easily.
With such thoughts in mind, the first batch of volunteers, or 'messengers', who were going to climb over the black wall and explore the extraterrestrial lands on the upgraded primeval exploration starships were soon selected and set off.
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In the Grand Desolate War Institution on the home planet of the Heaven's Origin Sector …
In the morning, on the avenue, a beautiful woman who looked mature but still as pretty as a girl was jogging on the cobblestone path barefoot in sportswear.
Her iconic red hair was covered by a headscarf painted with a crimson dragon. Also, because of the mist in the morning, none of the people who were jogging far away could recognize her. She was Ding Ling Dong, the former Speaker of the Federation and the most famous alumnus of the Grand Desolate War Institution other than 'Vulture Li Yao'.
After a hundred years of development and the hard work of countless people, the Grand Desolate Plateau, which used to be a dark, gloomy place where the sun and the moon could not be seen, had been transformed into a bountiful paradise with green trees and abundant fruits. The Grand Desolate War Institution, too, had turned from an institution that was only known for its Combat Department and Refining Department into a comprehensive institution of higher learning that had a comprehensive range of disciplines and was renowned in dozens of Sectors.
Because of the support of the 'Special Level Federation Hero' and the 'former Speaker of the Federation', as well as the incessant investment of the super sects such as the Glorious Sunlight Group, the research results of the Grand Desolate War Institution in the cutting-edge and cutting-edge research fields were even more dazzling than the traditional institutions in the Nine Universities of the Federation. It was almost as good as the 'Imperial University', the 'Imperial Colonization University', the 'Imperial Institute of Industrial Studies', and so on in the Imperium. Not only were the young people of the entire Federation flocking to the place, even the natives of the Imperium had come from afar to ask for guidance humbly. Last year, it had even become the first academic holy land in the Federation to accept the Holy League, the Pangu, the Nuwa Clan, and other primeval species.
Ding Ling Dong's mother had been a teacher in the Grand Desolate War Institution. She had grown up in the Grand Desolate War Institution. Although the old Grand Desolate War Institution had been destroyed a long time ago, and the new campus had been rebuilt from scratch, she still had deep feelings for the place.
Walking in the shade of the trees, Ding Ling Dong could not help but feel that she was in a trance when she saw the greenery, the fragrance of flowers, and the carefree college students sitting in the garden or on the grass with smiles on their faces.
The picture in front of her eyes seemed to overlap with her memories from more than a hundred years ago.
The young man and the young girl who were leaning against each other and chuckling in a low voice seemed to be her and Li Yao in the past.
At that time, the two of them, a young lecturer and a college student in the Grand Desolate War Institution, were still gnashing their teeth and thinking hard about the invasion of the demon race. The world in front of their eyes was only a tiny planet of the Heaven's Origin Sector and a tiny planet of the Blood Demon Sector at best. The so-called 'three thousand Sectors' and the 'Star Ocean Imperium' were all groundless legends that had nothing to do with them or the Xing Yao Federation.
They did not expect that, in only a hundred years, the world in front of their eyes would expand thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, or even millions of times, as if a great explosion had taken place.
The enemy in the past had turned into an ally. The legends in the past had become a stage for her to dominate the world. Her dreams in the past had gradually turned into reality. Very soon, she would grow wings again and create even greater miracles — together with Li Yao.
Slowly, Ding Ling Dong came to a stop.
The bits and pieces of a hundred years ago flashed in front of her eyes as if they were real. She still remembered that when she met Li Yao for the first time, she had been an ignorant, reckless high school student. She had never thought that her life, the fate of the Federation, and even the future of the Pangu universe would be changed by the high school student.
Thinking about it, Ding Ling Dong could not help but burst into laughter.
"Li Yao, oh Li Yao, you have created enough miracles and caused enough trouble. This time, please stay on 'Earth' obediently!"
Ding Ling Dong narrowed her eyes and mumbled, "No matter how far away it is, no matter how long it takes, I will find Earth and rescue you!"
The sun rose from the east, and the mist dispersed. Many students were already looking at her suspiciously, as if they were not sure whether or not she was Ding Ling Dong.
Ding Ling Dong smiled and snapped her fingers.
A super small shuttle, which was streamlined without any gaps and looked like an arc-shaped dart, immediately appeared in the void above her head, giving the college students quite a shock.
"Let's go to the base of the 'transmigrators'!"
Ding Lingdang faced the rising sun and waved her fist with all her might.
…
On the coast of the East Ocean in the Great Qian Dynasty in the Ancient Sages Sector …
The three thousand swordsman Cultivators were utterly silent. Their longswords were suppressed inside their sheaths, unable to let out the slightest roar. Everybody's soul had been stolen by a man and a sword. The man was a short dwarf, and his sword was nothing more than a common sword.
It was' Sword Maniac 'Yan Liren!
The Three Saints and Four Rapscallions, who were known as the top ten experts of the Ancient Sages Sector, as well as the leaders and elders of the major sects, were also staring at Yan Liren's hands solemnly.
"Watch carefully. I will only perform it once."
Floating in midair, Yan Liren seemed to have melted with the clouds and the waves as he casually spoke.
Then, he drew his sword, spun it, and slashed it out.
There was no dazzling brilliance or deafening thunder. The only thing that could be seen was the surging ocean that seemed to have been frozen by his sword aura. Everybody could count the tips of the waves and the swirls clearly. It was not until one breath later that an immeasurably deep valley was opened on the surface of the ocean. The water on the two sides of the valley was as smooth as a mirror. It was not until a couple of seconds later that the valley was closed again because of the unbelievable strength.
It was as if Yan Liren's attack boasted the effect of stopping time.
"This is the first attack."
Yan Liren looked at the dumbfounded crowd and said, "Next is the second attack."
He slowly raised his short sword, aimed at the three thousand swordsmen, and stabbed it softly.
The three thousand swordsmen immediately felt that the sword was stabbing at their eyes, hearts, and thumbs at the same time. Crisp noises seemed to be echoing even inside the sheath. Although they knew that it was impossible for Yan Liren to break the flying swords of three thousand people in midair however terrifying his sword arts were, none of them had the courage or ability to draw their swords to prove it.
Some of the weaker swordsmen grunted and clutched their chests hard.
"Finally, the third attack."
Yan Liren waved his longsword at the sky. An unforgettable picture appeared. The sky that was as blue as an ocean was ripped apart by his invisible sword aura. A raging black gap appeared, as if a roaring black dragon was about to descend from the sky and swallow everything on the ground.
"The three attacks just now contained all the sword aura that I perceived in the primeval relics. You are free to learn as much as you can."
Yan Liren retreated his sword. Looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers that were both familiar and strange, he sighed and said, "That will be my last gift to the Ancient Sages Sector!"
Hardly had he concluded his sentence when a super small, round shuttle that looked like curved mercury appeared behind him. Holding his short sword, Yan Liren stepped on the shuttle and flew higher and higher, disappearing into the black gap. Countless Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector were left behind, dumbfounded as they stared at the three sword auras that he had left in the world.
…
Inside the royal palace of the Empyreal Terminus Sector in the Imperium of True Human Beings …
"Mother, have you made up your mind?"
Li Jialing asked solemnly. "It must be noted that we haven't fully grasped the space cruising technology of the Pangu civilization or the anti-space folding technology brought by the 'messenger starships'. There are still a lot of technical difficulties that have not been solved yet, including the technology of the super teleportation arrays that Gu Wuxin left. The new-generation super-remote exploration starships that are developed on the basis of those technologies still have a lot of safety issues and are highly unstable. There is really no need for you to be the first batch of 'messengers' to go on an adventure in the mysterious outer space!"
"Yes, I've made up my mind."
Looking at his son who was maturing day by day like a majestic golden lion, Li Linghai smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you've done a great job in the past six years. The speed of your growth is far beyond the expectations of me and everybody else. Right now, you are the real master of the Imperium. You don't need me to tell you what to do.
"You and I, mother and son, to be honest, I am not a woman who is used to doing nothing and enjoying the rest of my life. I also have a group of loyal subordinates who have been following me through life and death since decades ago. Even if I intend to give up all my power, as long as I stay in the Imperium, those people will never be 100% at your disposal, Emperor.
"Therefore, for the Immortal Cultivators, this is probably the best choice, isn't it … Jialing?
"Don't worry about me. Don't forget that I was the first person to discover the primeval relics. Maybe I will be lucky enough to make even more amazing discoveries in the exploration of the outer space."
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