In fact, there was not much difference between reading a script on the school radio station and posting an announcement on the local universe channel. They were both lost and found. With this in mind, Hao Ren managed to maintain his composure and quickly sent the pictures.
Fortunately, he was prepared when he was in the Plane of Dreams. When he searched for the spaceship, he had left a lot of images, including the shape and internal structure of the spaceship. There was even a short video of Lily waving her claws as she rushed towards the spaceship. This information should be able to help the civilizational spheres locate the spaceship. At this moment, the channel was flooded with more and more participants, including inspectors and spokespersons of various civilizational spheres. Hao Ren could easily tell them apart, not only because each spokesperson had a special suffix in their name, but also because they spoke differently. Most of the spokespersons of civilizational spheres were used to speaking in a very orthodox, official, and rigid way because they were representatives of their respective civilizational spheres. Most of them were a group of old civil servants. As employees of the authorities, they had used this rigid way of speaking as an iron rule when dealing with outsiders. This was especially true when dealing with a behemoth like the Xiling Empire. The inspectors, on the other hand, spoke more casually. Hao Ren thought about his own situation and felt that this was the standard for Raven 12345 to select talents. That was to find someone who had the same brainwave as her...
Sadly, in order to discredit his boss, Hao Ren had to admit that he was a joker.
The MDT helped to monitor all the public channels. Some of the channels were managed by the Empire, while others were the data networks of various civilizational spheres in the universe. These data networks covered as small as a solar system, and as large as the entire Milky Way. They were built with a variety of technologies, with superluminal communication satellites and magic-powered communication towers as the cornerstone. Each data network was the pride of its civilizational sphere. Gradually, more information was appearing in these data networks. They were the response of various civilizational spheres to Hao Ren's announcement. Some of the more responsive races had quickly passed a resolution and broadcasted the search order to the entire network. The pictures taken by Hao Ren with the horrible angles of the background were spreading throughout the universe...
Lily's propeller tail also spread out.
A long time ago, Hao Ren had a dream, which was to publish a book and let more people see it. He felt that this would bring honor to his ancestors. However, his language teacher told him that there were two things hindering his development — his left hand and his right hand. At that time, Hao Ren's dream was shattered. But now, he found that his dream had been realized in a way that far exceeded his original expectations. Not only had his words been disseminated, but they had also been disseminated to the entire universe and had been translated into more than 26,000 languages in an instant. By tomorrow afternoon at the latest, his announcement would be further disseminated, printed in the major alien newspapers and street advertisements, and posted in various places.
"We should be able to find it soon, right?" Hao Ren looked at the bustling scene in the data link and sighed at his own charisma. At the same time, he was also looking forward to it. He felt that the problem with the spaceship should be solved soon, perhaps even before Hilda returned home.
The MDT thought for a moment and decided to pour cold water on him. "I think we'll have to wait for a few more days. Don't be fooled by the lively dissemination of information. The universe is vast, and some civilisations' superluminal communication technology is not so developed. The spaceship we found looks like a mass-produced work ship. It may be used on a large scale in some sectors. Many races will not register every such spaceship. They may need a few days to collect information from various civilian spaceports, including those remote, deep-space spaceports that are beyond the reach of superluminal communication satellites. After that, they will have to sift through the information again. Even so, more than 90% of the information sent to you in the end should be false. "
"Oh," Hao Ren replied. He did not quite understand the theory behind superluminal communication, but he knew that it was one of the most important indicators to determine whether a civilisation had truly entered the starry space. For many races that had just entered the universe, this was still a high-end technology. At this time, two messages were sent to Hao Ren as important information from the Dan -Dhuine Civilisation Sphere and the Kerbalian Civilisation Sphere. These two civilisations had found a spaceship model that was very similar to the one Hao Ren had submitted in their official starship registry. The Dan -Dhuine Civilisation Sphere's spokesperson wrote in a postscript, "… The recorded purchase information has been sorted out. In the past 50 years, we have ordered more than 300 spaceships of this model through official channels. At the same time, there are also larger, unregistered private purchases …"
The Kerbalian Civilisation Sphere, on the other hand, was on a much larger scale. The Kerbalian Civilisation Sphere was a young race with a passion for space technology. Their regulations on civilian spaceflight were extremely lax. A Kerbalian customs officer checked the database and found that the Kerbalian Civilisation Sphere had purchased at least a thousand of these spaceships, possibly even more.
After comparing the reports from various places, the data link server concluded that only these two civilisations had purchased the wrecked spaceships on a large scale. Hence, they were the most likely candidates.
However, he would have to wait for more information to come.
Of course, Hao Ren had also uploaded the pictures of the little green men in the spaceship. But these pictures were of limited use. Many space civilisations worked in teams, and a spaceship could have crew members from all over the world. There were even cases of a local captain leading a hundred alien employees. So, the little green men in the spaceship did not mean anything.
Unfortunately, the spaceship's database had been destroyed. Otherwise, it would have been much easier to find the source.
Hao Ren also released the "sea urchin combat robot" that he had brought out from The Plane of Dreams. It was the metal ball with armed tentacles all over its body. The basement was still spacious enough to fit the metal ball. He asked the MDT to fly around the thing and take pictures. He then attached the pictures to the announcement to find out who made it. But soon, he got answers from all sides. The sea urchin combat robot was not a military product of any civilisation sphere. It looked like a security robot made by a private company. It would be more difficult to find out who it was.
... The stage of space civilisation was as noisy as a dog market in Tongxian.
"Huff, huff. Let's go back and wait. There won't be any news for a while." After the MDT processed the first data spike, it let out a human-like sigh and flew up into the air.
"Well, keep an eye on it for the next few days. Let me know if there's any news. I'm worried about the spaceship sinking under the Blood Lake." Hao Ren nodded and stood up. He then looked at the "coffin" next to him. "When can Hilda come out? She's been lying in there for... more than an hour, right? "
"It's been more than two hours," the MDT replied. "Let's wait a little longer. Scanning transmigrators is the most troublesome. Not only do we have to scan them, but we also have to compare them with the upper database. Sometimes we can find them in one go. Sometimes we have to go back and forth for a few hours."
Hao Ren was stunned. Time flies when you are immersed in work.
He and the MDT waited. Y 'zaks even came down to check on the situation. Finally, when Hao Ren was about to fall asleep, the hibernation pod finally made a "ding" sound. Hilda was asleep... uh, awake.
The Elf Queen sat up in the hibernation pod and looked at Hao Ren curiously. "Is the scan done?"
Before Hao Ren could say anything, the MDT yelled, "It's over. Hurry up. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Hilda blinked. "Is it a long time? I feel like it's only a blink of an eye. "
Hao Ren spread out his hands. "It's been nearly three hours. If you lie down a little longer, we'll be in time for dinner."
Hilda simply understood it as a high-tech alien. She did not pursue the matter further. She tidied up her wrinkled clothes and asked as she walked, "When can I go back?"
Hao Ren asked the MDT to check. Hilda's name was already on the Space Administration's transmigration management team. The status was "processing order" and it was stated that a reply would be given within two working days (capital standard time). He reassured Hilda. However, he did not know how relieved the Elf Queen was.
After working for three hours in the basement, it was almost dark outside when Hao Ren came up. The sunlight always faded early in winter. It was not even five o 'clock, but the golden rays of the setting sun were already shining into the living room. Nangong Wuyue placed a washbasin on the tea table where the sunlight could reach. There was half a basin of water and a big rock in the washbasin. Lil Pea lay lazily on the rock, basking in the sun. The little fellow's shiny tail reflected the golden red brilliance of the sun. It was as beautiful as a bonsai.
Beside the coffee table, Lily and Vivian seemed to have quarreled again. They were glaring at each other.
Hao Ren had yet to sort out the trivial matters in his head. Seeing the two of them at each other's throats gave him a headache. "What's wrong with you two?"
Lily pulled out her claws. "Battie said she wanted to name my weapon. This ice one is called Frostmourne."
"Isn't that good?" Hao Ren did not understand why they would quarrel over something like this.
Lily's ears twitched. "But I don't understand why she named this fire Flamejoy..."
Hao Ren was speechless.
After a long silence, Hao Ren finally snapped out of it. "Just how free are you two!"
Vivian was not happy. "I'm serious. She can choose not to use these names if she doesn't like it. She just has to say that I'm insulting her wolfish character..."
Hao Ren waved his hand to indicate that he did not want to get involved in the fight between the dog and the bat. However, looking at Vivian's face, he suddenly remembered something else. "Oh right, Vivian, I have a favor to ask of you..."
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