Deep Space Wandering Fleet-Chapter 189 - 190 Hero… Returns
Chapter 189: Chapter 190: Hero… Returns!
Chapter 189: Chapter 190: Hero… Returns!
Seeing the other party fall silent again, Zhang Yuan could only start playing the pity card again, “Respected Lord Yita, we are just an ordinary civilization, born around a common Yellow Dwarf Star, and our greatest opportunity so far has been encountering you.”
“We don’t even have the capability for interstellar voyages, so how could we engage in interstellar trade? What use are Amoeba Points to us? To travel from one Constant Star to another without hibernation would cost us the lifespan of dozens of generations… we simply won’t live to see that day.”
“I don’t even know what Amoeba Points are, can you understand this kind of weakness?”
Zhang Yuan found himself tingly with anxiety, wracking his brain to imagine himself at the very bottom of the interstellar society. He suddenly felt that playing the pity card, something Li Zhendong was naturally suited for, might have been more appropriate for him.
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But having finally caught a seemingly mild-mannered advanced civilization, not fleecing them a bit would be a sin.
“Even if they get angry, only I would die!”
With this thought, he indeed carried a tone of tragic resolve.
Yita was calculating the value of “500 Amoeba Points” against this “Bozeman Quantum Consciousness Converter.” According to the transaction rules of the Amoeba Business Alliance, technological products benefit from marginal increasing effects.
Among Sixth-Level Civilizations, this thing is worthless, merely a trifle, as everyone already possesses this technology.
A Level 5 Civilization trying to purchase it would probably need more than 20,000 Amoeba Points!
Fourth-Level Civilization…
The price is even higher and might be completely unaffordable.
It analyzed the space suit Zhang Yuan wore and the various instruments he carried, which barely qualified as Level 1 Civilization technology, having just left their own planet…
Well, it truly seemed rather tough.
[I’m not part of the Amoeba Civilization, there’s no need to adopt this pretense…]
Do I need to earn money?
No.
It didn’t bother much with researching technology either.
“Just a computer…”
Most crucially, Yita’s social anxiety was subtly flaring up again; all these Amoeba Insects scurrying back and forth, checking its territory, were incredibly annoying and dirtied his mood.
Those insects were just too ugly. On the contrary, the individual within the computer appeared rather pleasing to the eye. Besides, capturing an escapee was indeed a commendable act and what to reward him with was within its authority.
[So…]
After a while, Zhang Yuan seemed to hear something and hurriedly perked up his ears.
[As a reward for capturing the escaped prisoner Zero-XZ, I will give you this “Bozeman Quantum Consciousness Converter.”]
[I hope you will use it properly to aid the development of your civilization, rather than indulging in a virtual world… Especially as civilizations that have not developed their philosophical thoughts to a certain level may face certain risks using this technology, please be mindful of this.]
Haha, success!
Zhang Yuan was ecstatic, nearly jumping up in excitement!
What a thrill, truly exhilarating!
But under the watchful eye of the other party, he dared not fully express himself, almost bursting with the effort to contain himself.
Even during the technological peak of the once-great Earth Civilization, they couldn’t achieve what this device for uploading consciousness could.
Absolutely not!
He marveled at the good-natured disposition of the other party and his own good fortune.
Next came the time to return. Zhang Yuan discussed for a while with the other party, hoping it would return the bodies of the two soldiers, as well as a few of his own severed legs.
The other party quickly agreed to Zhang Yuan’s small requests.
Zhang Yuan even regretted not “begging” for more, but soon he suppressed that thought. Greed is a cardinal sin; moderation is just right.
The next second, right after finishing their negotiation, Zhang Yuan lost consciousness in an instant and plunged into darkness.
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Earth Era.
Time rushed on, and 179 years had passed since the last accident…
Several staff members were in the Central Control Room, performing routine checks.
Time can almost smooth over all hardships, and nearly every group of Awakened had heard of the accident over a hundred seventy years ago. While their hearts raced, they reflected on humanity’s good luck as well.
Zhang Yuan’s portrait was also hung inside the Hero Memorial Hall for people to admire and remember… For someone gracious, even a biographical account of Zhang Yuan’s life from childhood had been written detailing tales of his academic success on Earth, and even those stories were dug up.
Whether these stories were exaggerated was difficult to say… because the man was long gone, and with the spaceship being cut off from Earth Civilization, even if it were embellished with gold, nobody was around to refute these accounts.
As time passed and they neared their destination at Gliese 581, everyone’s mood lightened, and they began to chit-chat and boast idly.
“Hey, in a hundred years, we’ll finally reach our destination, and this tough journey will at last come to an end!”
“The new Mother Star, I wonder what it’s like.”
“Don’t think it’ll be easy once we get there. The entire civilization is still in a state of poverty and simplicity, and there’s still so much to do…”
“Even when busy, there’s at least something to look forward to, not like now where we’re doing nothing. I wonder if our destination has any alien civilizations?”
The leader coughed heavily, “Alright everyone! Let’s not borrow trouble. Let’s just focus on our own tasks.”
Two hours later, it was mealtime and several people went to the cafeteria, leaving only two people on duty in the large office.
As the shift rotation continued over the years, everyone had grown accustomed to this kind of quiet.
Two young people were checking in front of the monitoring probe, including the hazardous materials warehouse, nuclear engine, electrical system, and high-dimensional fragment storage point. They checked each one and didn’t find any major issues.
“High-dimensional fragments haven’t erupted for over a hundred years, so there shouldn’t be any major issues anymore,” one of them glanced briefly and said.
The other replied, “Hey, this kind of super technology, I wonder when we will be able to achieve it… We really can’t understand what it actually is.”
“I think, if we can’t enhance human perception abilities, we probably really won’t be able to fully explore it. Our perception of the world comes from the brain, but what if this perception is wrong? Only 67 people have truly passed the space theory test… That means, even if we know the method, only 67 people can escape from it. I really inexplicably want to try.”
“You’re thinking too much. If you get sucked in, you’ll probably end up dead in there, and no one will come to save you.”
Suddenly, one of the younger staff members glanced at the screen and paused.
Then, he was overwhelmed with goosebumps!
“It’s… lit up! It’s lit!”
Hearing this startling shout, another colleague gathered around, equally shocked by the surveillance footage on the screen.
The high-dimensional fragment had suddenly burst into light again!
Did this mean… something had escaped from it again?!
Thinking back to the horrific accident that had occurred a century ago, this staff member’s hair stood on end with nervousness.
His hair bristled as he yelled, “Quick, set off the high explosive bomb!”
“Wait… hold on.”
The light seemed different from normal, not sucking things in but spewing things out.
“Something fell out!”
“Quick, call someone!”
Director Fang, who was having a meal in the cafeteria, took the call, trembling and almost peeing himself with fear.
“What? Another alien has escaped!”
“I knew it was a menace!”
People hurriedly left their boxed lunches and rushed toward the control room.
Everyone’s eyes widened in shock as they saw something emerging from the high-dimensional fragment.
One corpse, two corpses—it seemed to be the bodies of two soldiers who had been sucked in, likely humans.
Then, something silver and white emerged, resembling a hibernation chamber!
“What is that?”
A series of questions raced through the supervisor’s mind. He gritted his teeth; if this creature had hostile intentions, it probably wouldn’t have sent the bodies of the two soldiers out voluntarily.
“Everyone, if there are aliens, let’s try to communicate first.”
“If anything abnormal happens, detonate the bomb immediately!”
The bomb might not kill the aliens, but it would certainly blow apart the entire spaceship’s wall. Under atmospheric pressure, everything would be sucked out. This was specifically designed for safety when storing the high-dimensional fragment.
“It’s opened!”
With a highly tense expression, Director Fang, sweating profusely, kept his thumb ready to press the button.
The silver hibernation chamber slowly opened, and a figure emerged.
Zhang Yuan, seeing the timed bomb at that moment, was immediately terrified.
“Help… It’s me!” he struggled hard to return to the spaceship, not wanting to get blasted by the bomb right off the bat.
Hearing the scream through the headset, Director Fang was so nervous he almost pressed the button, but then regained his composure.
“Stop! Don’t blow it up!”
As a few people listened to a voice in the headset that sounded almost human, and watching the scene on the monitor, Qi Sensen was stunned. Wasn’t that the person in the Hero Memorial Hall?
“Zhang… Dr. Zhang?”
