The most enjoyable thing that I could think of was to have a cup of tea after every meal and then hang myself on the balcony for half a day of photosynthesis. I could then watch the bustling world from a 30-degree angle lazily. Sometimes, the most enjoyable thing that I could think of would be slightly different. It would be best to have a girl by my side when I was photosynthesizing. She had to be patient and wouldn't ask me a hundred thousand questions. She could also watch the bustling world with me. Sandora was a good candidate. As long as she was given enough food, she would be able to stay in one place and eat non-stop for an entire day. The next choice would be Pandora. However, the latter's level of quietness was too high-end. Placing her by my side was equivalent to placing a table lamp beside you …
Of course, Liliana was the one who sunbathed beside me most of the time. She seemed to have evolved the ability to photosynthesize very quickly.
I enjoyed this kind of leisurely time, just like now.
However, as a young man who was in his prime and energetic and seemed to be healthy in all aspects, his lazy attitude towards life was often ridiculed by the people around him. For example, Miss Lin, Icetis, and their team. In Miss Lin's words, as the ruler of a country … Fine, as the father of a group of children, even if I don't go out to conquer the world every day, I should at least not grow on the balcony like a perennial herb. She sharply evaluated me as a typical symptom of premature aging and used her grandfather's example to educate me. If a person's mentality was that of an old man, then he would really be an old man. If his mentality was young, then … then he would still be an old man.
So, if it was possible, I would definitely not reason with Miss Lin.
However, I always believed that it was the laziness of a Void Creature that allowed me to enjoy such a peaceful and leisurely life. Even though there were only a handful of days that fit the criteria in my daily activities, I was very envious of Silvia. She was the only one I had met who could live a year as if it was a day and basically did not have to worry about starving to death. In terms of lifestyle, she was a true perennial herb.
There was a reason why I was able to enjoy such a rare leisurely day. It was because the biggest and most troublesome matter on my hand had just come to an end. The first batch of the 5th Fleet's ships that had completed repairs had arrived on planet Kailudak. The accommodations, distribution, distribution of resources, and handover of the ships had all been arranged. The refugees would be distributed to temporary settlements on nearby satellites with the help of the 4th Fleet to further reduce the pressure on the 5th Fleet's colony ships. Aid from other worlds had also been transported to the skies of Kailudak under the escort of the Empire's fleet, waiting for the council and her assistants to take over and distribute them.
This was the first time the Empire's fleet had appeared in front of the refugees on a large scale ever since they moved into their new home. But this time, the Empire's fleet was loaded with food and other resources that the refugees urgently needed. Soon, the resources from all over the world would be distributed to the refugees, allowing them to survive the harshest four months.
The matters that I had been busy with for the past few days had finally come to an end. The remaining matters had already been arranged, and there was no need for me to direct them personally. Although there was still a lot of work to be done, I could finally relax a little. I could stay at home and play with my child, watch Monina beat up her brother, sunbathe, watch Monina … Alright, I'll skip over these projects for now.
"Fox, what are you busy with?" I turned to look at the balcony door. Rhododendron Spp. was seated on a small stool, busying herself with two long metal rods in her hands. No matter how I looked at it, this action was full of déjà vu.
"Knit a scarf for Orange." Blue didn't even lift his head. "Also, my name is Rhododendron Spp., not Fox."
"Alright, Fox." I shrugged. "Did you shed your own fur again? Speaking of which, what are you knitting every few days? Is it because you're losing your fur due to malnutrition? Don't do ion perm next time. It doesn't affect the quality of the fur. "
Blue wagged his tail and continued to not lift his head. "No, it's because I have nine tails. Also, my name is Blue, not Fox! "
I thought about it and suddenly realized what the greatest meaning of a nine-tailed celestial fox was. Every time she shed her fur, she would be able to weave another scarf — — I heard that Cheng Meow's scarves and gloves were all made of blue fur. Facing this fact, I only had one question to ask: How does this fox collect the fur that she sheds on a daily basis?
I didn't know what I was thinking, and I didn't know what I would think in the next second. Just as I was about to doze off, a voice suddenly barged into my mind.
"… Contact … Arrived safely … Waiting for response …"
This sudden and inexplicable voice jolted me out of my stupor. It was probably because I'd made too much noise that I'd startled Lina, who was glowing with green light and had the words "EXP + 5" floating above her head. The little girl looked at me in shock. "Boss, you're killing people in your dreams?" I was speechless.
Sometimes, just like how I didn't understand Shallow Shallow, I also didn't know how the thing on Liliana's neck worked.
"I'm fine. I think I was hallucinating again …" I was confused for a while, but with my previous experience, I quickly realized that I might have come into contact with the mysterious fourth civilization for some unknown reason. After I quickly calmed down, I decided to check the energy spectrum monitoring system. Everyone must remember that we (mainly Pandora) had modified this house and installed many strange devices, including a high-sensitivity radar that could monitor all energy and spatial reactions in the vicinity. Although I didn't have much hope for it, I still hoped that there would be a spatial anomaly somewhere nearby in the past few seconds.
But just as I was about to get up, a teleportation door suddenly appeared beside me. Sandora walked out from it, and she didn't look too good. I knew that she had gone to the City of Shadows early in the morning to check on the progress of the deep-submersible ship. It seemed that something had gone wrong.
I temporarily put aside the matter of my hallucination. "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the deep-submersible ship? "
"The progress is slow. We have encountered a technical bottleneck." Faced with my concern, Sandora didn't hide anything. "We can't find a system core that can completely repel the influence of the Abyss. You know, the pollution of the Abyss is a vicious cycle. It pollutes the defense system, causing the defense system to slowly collapse. Then, the pollution increases, causing the defense system to collapse at an even faster speed, and the pollution increases again. And because the pollution of the Abyss is all-encompassing, it will indiscriminately pollute everything that comes from Order. No matter how many redundant components we install, they will always be damaged to varying degrees before they can be replaced. Inside the Abyss, the pollution is everywhere. There is no safe island, and the system doesn't have time to repair itself. And as the depth of the submersible increases, the intensity of the pollution and the probability of system errors will increase exponentially. Even the control center of the system may automatically turn off the shield due to the pollution — in other words, it has the tendency to self-destruct. Finally, the most dangerous situation is still a probability event. No matter what method is used to reduce the probability, as long as we can't find a system core that can isolate 100% of the pollution from the Abyss, the probability of it happening will always be greater than zero. The lifespan of the deep-submersible ship will thus become extremely unstable. When we get close to the deeper regions, we will almost certainly not be able to return. "
As expected, it was about these technical matters. Although I didn't want to admit it, I really couldn't help much in this aspect. Sandora also knew this, so she quickly shook her head. "Forget it, Ah Jun, don't think too much about it. Maybe I am a little impatient. After all, the New Empire's deep-submersible ship technology has just started. We should give Tawil some time to fully understand the blueprints."
Liliana looked up at the two of us talking. Her head turned here and there. Finally, she couldn't help but jump up. "Big Sis, Big Sis! Boss had an auditory hallucination just now! "
"Big Sis …" Sandora's expression instantly stiffened. However, she reacted the next second. "An auditory hallucination?"
"Ah, it's the same thing that I heard last time when I couldn't sleep. I suspect it's a source," I replied.
Sandora knew that this matter was likely to be very important. She immediately grabbed my hand. "What's the content?"
"Counting the punctuation marks, there are a total of ten characters. What content can there be?" I spread out my hand. "Probably the other side already knows that their detector is in place. Apart from that, there is nothing else."
"They know that their detector is in place …" Sandora frowned deeply. "Didn't they already confirm that the black shuttle has lost contact with its launch site? Could it be that it has started to communicate with the bottom of the Abyss again … Not good! We have to move it somewhere else! "
"Are you worried that the coordinates of the capital of the Empire will be exposed?" I immediately thought of Sandora's concerns, but after a moment, I waved my hand. "If this is true, then it might be too late. Do you know how easy it is for a detector to send back its coordinates after establishing contact with the headquarters? If you only want to keep the coordinates of the capital, then there is no point in moving it away now. "
I thought about it. Right now, I was completely unable to determine the attitude of the super civilization at the bottom of the abyss towards the Empire. Although they seemed to be cooperating with us on the "bridging" project (they were doing it unilaterally, while the Empire had stopped related projects tens of thousands of years ago), no one knew what kind of "guests" we would be welcoming when the bridge was built. The worst case scenario was that a war would break out. After all, even two unfamiliar civilizations in the void would be full of vigilance when they first came into contact with each other. Moreover, we were facing a group of civilizations from the abyss — although all kinds of evidence showed that they were orderly.
"And compared to a passive method like moving it away …" I said thoughtfully. "We should find a way to stop its function, or … use something to block it."
Since the Black Shuttle was a detector, then collecting information was its basic function. No one knew how the Black Shuttle worked or where its information collection device was located. But according to the level of the most sophisticated detectors made by the Empire, the Black Shuttle probably had the ability to accurately scan all information within several astronomical units, ignoring any material obstacles. We had always thought that the Black Shuttle had completely lost contact with its base, but now it seemed that at least it still had the ability to send back an "arrival report."
I pondered for a moment, then took Sandora's hand. "Let's go to the research center."
Responsible for the analysis of the Black Shuttle was a newly established research group. Of course, it was also under the leadership of Tawil's quality projection. But because Tawil's energy was limited, the direct person in charge of the research group was a senior Schilling Technician, a slightly silent, dark-skinned uncle. His name seemed to be Tovik or Victor. He should be one of Tawil's most trusted assistants. The Black Shuttle research area was located in the No. 22 experimental space on the top floor of the research center. In fact, we had also considered how to shield the Black Shuttle, so we placed it in an independent experimental space. But now it seemed that this conventional shielding method was indeed a bit careless.
"Your Majesties, the attempt to dismantle the Black Shuttle is still in progress."
Seeing that Sandora and I had come in person, the senior technician, whose name was Tovik or Victor, immediately greeted us. He might have thought that we were here to ask about the progress of the work.
"Have you recently observed the Black Shuttle sending out information, receiving instructions, and signs of increased activity?"
Sandora asked directly, and the senior technician in front of her immediately froze. He seemed to realize what had happened. "I have not observed any information output from the Black Shuttle, and its working state is always in the state where it has just been retrieved. Your Majesty, could it be … "
"That thing may still be in contact with its base." Sandora looked at the gravity-free platform in the distance. "Just now, it sent back a report of its arrival to its base, and it is very likely that it has sent back all the information it has come into contact with here."
The senior technician didn't ask how we knew this information that even he didn't know, but immediately showed a shocked expression. "What … Your Majesty, we have to move immediately …"
"I'm afraid it's meaningless. The most important information has been collected when it was sent into this world." I waved my hand. "And even if we move away, it can continue to collect information. So I plan to simply shield it on the spot and not let this thing access more information."
"Shield? With all due respect, Your Majesty. "The senior technician shook his head." The experimental space is an independent space. There is a very effective shielding layer here, but the Black Shuttle can still send back signals. All of our current shielding methods are basically built using a similar principle to the experimental space. Even if the strength and security are higher, it is just a variant of the independent space. I'm afraid the effect … "
"No, there is a more efficient shielding method: the void." I said with a smile, gradually switching to the void form. "The Black Shuttle definitely has the ability to communicate in the void, but it is limited to doing so in the regular void. If it is a man-made, biased void, then as long as the void prohibits any form of information exchange, even the most advanced technological means will be ineffective. Cut the experimental space 22 from the laboratory sequence of the research institute and cut off all hard connections with the outside world. Then, I will use part of my power to cover this space. "
Actually, I have been studying this problem: My own void power can allow me to fight with any enemy and turn me into a delivery man. What else can I do?
I am very clear that as a Void Creature, I am still rather immature. All of my skills that are related to the Void are close to a biological instinct (To Void Creatures, they are biological instincts). In fact, I am even embarrassed to call them 'skills'. After all, skills are not just abilities but also techniques. However, the thing that I don't understand the most is how to use these techniques. But I feel very lucky: At least I have two experienced seniors. One of them lives a little far away, but the other is basically a neighbor. After often asking Father God for advice, I finally found a general direction that is suitable for me to move forward.
And blocking the black shuttle is an experiment. I want to try to see if I can accurately control my own power, and even after separating it, I can maintain a 'field' that continues my will. This' field 'should be the embryonic form of the power that Father God used to create the Realm of the Gods. But now, I can only use it as a signal blocker. I reckon that without tens of thousands of years, even with Father God's guidance, I will not be able to master the skill that Father God used to create the Realm of the Gods.
The division of the experimental space 22 is completed quickly. After all, this is the experimental area. All the equipment and even the entire space is modular, so it is very easy to disassemble and reassemble. Then, the entire periphery of the space is covered by a layer of void domain.
I carefully adjusted the attributes of this layer of void domain. From it, I can distinguish which kind of information wave represents the free flow of information. Then, I remove this wave and all similar information phenomena from the void domain. After completing this modification, I exit the void state. And for the first time in my life, when I deactivate my transformation, I don't retract the void domain that I have spread out. Instead, I leave it there.
Just like the big hole in Azeroth, as long as I don't take the initiative to retract it, it can continue forever until … Well, I don't know when.
The first time I cut off a piece of the void domain, I feel a little uncomfortable, but it is probably because of psychological reasons. No matter how I look at it, this consumption is not as great as when I lead the Fifth Fleet in a race. After doing all this, I look at the high-level technician. "Now, confirm the information exchange between this space and the outside world."
"Completely interrupted," the other person said with certainty. "Only the mental connection can still be used. All other communications are interrupted … No, rather than saying it is interrupted, it is more like those equipment are not activated at all. As long as it is used to communicate with the outside world, it seems to have lost the theoretical basis that it relies on to operate. It doesn't know how to operate at all. The communicator actually shows an 'Unrecognized Operation Request'!"
This is of course, because for Space 22, the exchange of information with the outside world has become a non-existent concept. It is just like if we remove the concept of the 'wheel' from the root, the current civilization of Earth will immediately collapse into a mass of loose sand. And now, this space no longer has the possibility of exchanging information with the outside world.
Only the mental connection is an exception. Because I am also mounted in the Empire's mental connection network, this kind of communication is the only exception.
In this way, the shielding of the black shuttle is complete … Well, probably complete. This is just a method that I have just thought of. I really don't know how the actual effect will be, but I hope it works.
So, now let me see what else is special about this black thing.
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