After a mont of silence, the millions of green spheres in front of the Leader imdiately began to boil as if a pot had exploded.
", !"
"Leader, the Bluetoth were able to send Blue back; such a great kindness, I have no way to repay it, so count in."
"I want to go too!"
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of ssages were sent to the leader.
Except for the weak, the young, and the old, almost all the Green Light Clan mbers signed up.
After a round of screening, the leader selected 100 of the strongest clan mbers, and then began to send a ssage outside the planet.
"All mbers of the Green Light Clan thank you for your compassion and kindness. We wonder if our form of existence is useful for the developnt of your technology? If so, we are willing to send 100 of our strongest clan mbers to assist you in scientific research and cooperate with your experints as a form of repaynt.
Or if there are other things we can do, we will also do our best."
"They want to repay my kindness, hmm..."
Tom thought about it, but still refused.
Conventional data collection and experints had already been obtained from Blue. To obtain more data, experints that would cause great harm, or even death, to these Gravity Life would be necessary.
These Gravity Life had no grudge against him. The experints Blue cooperated with had already given him too much invaluable data.
And Tom always held onto his qualities as a human being.
He was afraid that if he were also assimilated by this dark universe, he would slowly cease to be a human.
Moreover, even without experinting on Gravity Life, Tom had ample confidence and assurance in achieving technological breakthroughs through his own research.
"Blue has already helped a lot before, and that’s enough to exchange for sending it ho.
As for driving away the Abyss Civilization, it’s just a small effort for , nothing much.
I don’t need you to do anything more for , and I won’t stay here for too long either.
At most ten years, after completing material replenishnt, I will leave here."
Upon receiving these ssages, on the white dwarf, including the leader, millions of green spheres began to ripple together, filled with gratitude.
For how many years have we cautiously hidden ourselves, avoiding contact with any external civilization?
The few civilizations we occasionally contacted all without exception wanted to capture us.
Unexpectedly, there really is such a benevolent civilization in this universe...
"Thank you, esteed leader of the Bluetoth Civilization, and every kind Bluetoth citizen.
All of us, the Green Light Clan, are on this white dwarf, ready to answer your call at any ti."
Tom did not conceal these conversations from the high-ranking officials of his subordinate races, such as Vasilolo, Heirlan, and Clan Leader Momolansi.
He intentionally allowed these intelligent beings to participate in the overall decision-making of the civilization. Of course, these individuals only had advisory power.
Tom held the final decision-making power firmly in his hands and would never let go.
At this mont, Tom’s words plunged Heirlan into deep confusion.
How could the leader, how could he just let that Gravity Life go back?
Didn’t they agree to use it as bait to capture more Gravity Life for experints?
Now, not only did he not capture any, but he also let the only one go?
Now that the Green Light Clan claid they wanted to send clan mbers to cooperate with the experints, why did the leader refuse again?
Heirlan couldn’t figure it out, no matter how hard he tried. At this mont, his worldview even wavered a little.
The conversation between Tom and the Green Light Clan continued.
"By the way, a reminder to you: currently, with our Bluetoth Civilization here, other civilizations dare not co. But once we leave, that might not be the case.
Your existence has been exposed. For safety, I suggest you find another white dwarf as your ho."
"Thank you for the reminder. We already have a plan. We have seen another white dwarf about 105 light-years from here, and we plan to migrate there as a whole."
That was not the closest white dwarf to this location. The Green Light Clan’s choice not to pick the closest one was clearly for the sake of concealnt.
"It’s good that you have a plan."
After giving this reply, Tom no longer paid attention to them.
But Heirlan instantly fell into excitent.
Indeed, indeed it is! The leader really still has a plan! Everything before was indeed a deception strategy!
First, completely dispel the Gravity Life’s vigilance, allowing them to lower their guard and begin their migration.
And once they leave the white dwarf as a whole, that will be the ti for his side to capture them all!
At that ti, his side only needs to deploy so fleets around the white dwarf to prevent them from escaping back to the white dwarf. His side only needs to adopt firepower suppression to confine them within an area, and then, it will be his side’s harvest ti!
Truly worthy of being the leader! By refusing their suggestion to send out a few clan mbers now, he can later capture their entire clan!
What a brilliant sche, what a brilliant sche! Following such a leader is the only way to have a future...
Tom had no idea of Heirlan’s thoughts.
At this mont, he was already about to get busy with the next task.
"Gather so resources and prepare for the next long voyage..."
The massive industrial construction began anew.
After so ti, on the white dwarf, the Green Light Clan also seed to have completed their preparations for migration. At this mont, they collectively left the white dwarf, gathering into a large expanse of green light.
One of the relatively smaller green light clusters drifted into Tom’s fleet.
"Chief Tom, we are leaving."
"Go, go, have a safe journey."
"Will I ever see you again?"
Tom smiled faintly.
The universe is so vast; how difficult it is to et again...
"If fate allows, we will et again. Go, go."
This cluster of green light drifted back into the main group.
Another ssage was sent: "Esteed leader of the Bluetoth Civilization, would it be convenient for you to tell us where your fleet is heading?"
Tom thought for a mont and replied directly: "We are tracking a civilization. Their fleet probably went in this direction."
"Oh? Do they have any characteristics? We, the Green Light Clan, have lived here for tens of thousands of years, so perhaps we have seen them."
Tom’s heart stirred, and he sent over the information from the Havilah Civilization regarding the Purple Moon Civilization’s tail fla traces and fleet size.
After a long ti, the Green Light Clan’s reply arrived: "Over a thousand years ago, we saw sothing similar, but we cannot confirm if it is the one you are looking for.
We saw them heading in that direction."
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