At this mont, the space where He Ao was situated was even smaller than the ’honeycomb’ structure outside.
Only about ten square ters, the size of a bedroom.
To the left upon entering was a small tal desk, with so silver chanical devices placed on top.
Inside, there was a small silver-white bed, with a figure that seed to be female sitting on the bed, her back to He Ao, seemingly looking at sothing.
He Ao looked at the figure and slowly approached.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the narrow space, sounding abrupt and distinct.
But the figure sitting on the bed seed unaffected, still sitting there motionless.
He Ao paused for a mont, then stopped approaching the small bed and turned instead toward the desk.
Fixed before the desk was an old chair, and the desk had no books on it, only so silver chanical devices of unknown purpose.
He Ao fiddled with them, and most of these devices appeared to be broken and unable to start, even if they could start, the display was all garbled information.
Only one of them, which seed to be so sort of advertising projector disc, could still light up.
When He Ao activated the disc, a holographic projection interface appeared.
A young researcher dressed in white instantly projected out, speaking a whole bunch of words rapidly.
He Ao didn’t understand a word, it sounded like the language of the First District.
He Ao’s understanding of the First District’s language was still stuck at the text stage, his grasp of the spoken language was minimal, making him essentially half illiterate in terms of speech.
The advertisent did not have subtitles.
He fiddled with it for a while and found the language switch option, switching it to the language of the Second District.
Soon, the advertisent replayed, still featuring that young person, but the lip movents and speech changed to the language of the Second District.
Even so, He Ao found discerning this voice sowhat challenging.
The original Federation Second District, now the dungeon world Federation, the language itself was the sa.
But as hundreds of years passed, the Federation’s accent had changed, though many syllables were the sa and the written words hadn’t changed much.
Listening to the voice, the original Federation Second District’s language sounded more like a complex dialect now.
However, He Ao managed to roughly identify the content of the advertisent.
It was an immigration spaceship advertisent nad ’Micro Light Plan.’
The purpose of this plan was to find suitable planets for migration, seeking new hos for wandering civilizations.
The advertisent displayed a series of benefits for volunteering for the Micro Light Plan, while showcasing a simulated video of the starry route.
From the video, one could see the migration spaceship departing from what should be a dwarf planet on the relic planet, passing through a desolate black deep space with scattered planets, with the destination being a young constant star system with seven planets, the center a young star.
It seed that this was the original planned route for the Navigator.
The subsequent advertisent consisted of the young person enthusiastically promoting the Micro Light Plan, pure promotion content.
However, this section of the video was evidently affected by so interference, the latter part’s audio and visuals were severely distorted, even watching it induced discomfort.
He Ao quickly finished watching the advertisent, then fiddled with the projection device, swiftly entering a docunt interface.
It seed this was not only an advertisent player but also a simple personal player capable of storing video files and playing them.
Beside the advertisent video files in the folder was a file simply nad ’Micro Light.’
He Ao opened the file, gazing at its content.
Part of the file had beco distorted and garbled, but the remaining parts explained the project called ’Micro Light.’
This project consisted of two layers, the first for the ’immigrants’ living on the outskirts.
If all went smoothly, when these ’immigrants’ reached the new planet, they could start cultivation, build immigration cities, gradually improve the environnt, and send signals back to the ’main planet.’
If the Navigator faced issues, then the second layer plan was necessary.
Which involved nearly 40,000 embryos in this first cabin, along with twenty powerful martial artists directly under cryogenic freezing.
This first cabin was so small inside because the outside carried a large amount of stored materials, as well as various human civilization docunts.
In monts of need, the first cabin could directly detach from the spaceship body, traveling through deep space to reach the destination.
At that ti, the frozen ’volunteers’ would be thawed, establishing a base in the new world, reproducing through artificial wombs, and once again restoring the human race.
anwhile, the stored materials and docunts would be unlocked, helping civilization quickly recover.
After reading this docunt, He Ao fell into a temporary silence.
If these ’immigrants’ were purely ant to develop the new planet, then the embryos and arrangents in this first cabin seed more like a kind of ’spark.’
It looked like they knew the world was about to be destroyed, everyone unable to escape, sending civilization’s seeds into the universe, hoping it might take root and thrive on a new planet.
And indeed, the ruins civilization ultimately faced destruction, the cause of which was unknown.
From this perspective, those orchestrating the ’Micro Light Plan’ and creating the Navigator seed to know sothing, thus arranging this final ’backup.’
But the final result was, the Navigator did not escape destruction.
Even the frozen volunteers beca ’food’ for so invisible force.
He Ao lowered his head, focusing on the docunt in front, imrsed in brief reflection.
While he pondered, faint starlight began to erge behind him, covering the wall behind.
In that mont, He Ao seed to sense sothing, abruptly turning around.
The scene behind reflected in his pupils revealed an empty space, the wall still tidy, nothing at all.
It seed his senses had erred.
He Ao furrowed his brow slightly, then shook his head, closing the docunt.
Perhaps the destruction of the ruins civilization wasn’t as ’sudden,’ those ’higher beings’ belonging to the original Federation seed to sense sothing, even implenting so arrangents for it.
But evidently, these ’arrangents’ weren’t guaranteed to be effective.
From the promotional effect of the entire advertisent and the structure of the Navigator, when it left the ruins civilization, the ruins civilization likely hadn’t yet faced destruction.
Based on the Navigator’s location in space, it was quite distant from the relic planet.
Yet ultimately, it was still devastated.
Leaving early didn’t evade the World Apocalypse.
He Ao quickly browsed through other files on the computer, most of them garbled, he found a few more ’Micro Light Plan’ promotional videos but gained no additional information.
Then he checked other devices, one was still functional, seemingly so sort of computer but its contents were all garbled, rendering any information unreadable.
He Ao set down these chanical electronic devices, turned his head, and looked again at the small bed, at the figure sitting on the bed back turned to him.
After a brief pause, he continued forward, approaching the figure.
As he reached the bedside, the figure suddenly shuddered.
Imdiately afterwards, the figure, along with her clothes, rapidly decayed, transforming into scattered dust, laying on the silver-white small bed.
An octahedral crystal fell from the void and landed among these dust particles.
He Ao quietly gazed at the dust on the bed, its dim luster imparting an overall sense of illusion.
Previously, He Ao was unaware of what this was, but now he could sense it.
This is material that has been ’virtualized’.
The body sitting on the bed had once been completely virtualized.
This indicates that the body was once a ’Martial Arts Angel’.
There had once been a Martial Arts Angel aboard the Navigator, which might explain the abundance of Martial Arts Power and Sealing Arrays on this spaceship.
A Martial Arts Angel, even without taking action, would surely develop a large number of martial artists.
However, this Martial Arts Angel’s ’state’ seems sowhat peculiar.
When a Martial Arts Angel leaves their world of enlightennt, their power gradually wanes, losing immortality and slowly devolving into an ordinary person.
Nevertheless, their death is an ordinary one, characterized by decay just like any other person.
This type of ’death’ while retaining the characteristics of virtualization can only prove that this angel was eliminated at the peak of their strength, leaving behind only these ashes.
He Ao turned his head and looked around.
The entire room was incredibly clean, with no signs of battle.
Either this Martial Arts Angel lost in a fight outside and returned here to perish,
or this Martial Arts Angel didn’t respond at all and was killed instantly, without even the chance to resist.
From He Ao’s observations just now, the Martial Arts Angel’s body seems to bear no scars.
So, it is likely the second scenario.
Instantly killing an angel without any reaction.
Then, the opposing side’s level and position would far surpass that of the angel.
Moreover, it seems this angel’s power hasn’t been preserved, leaving only a shell turned to ash, which is quite illogical.
Unless she was actually ’consud’.
For Higher Beings, martial artists full of blood and energy are pri sacrifices, and a Martial Arts Angel is premium among them.
A powerful Usurper God, or perhaps a Divine Being took action personally?
He Ao’s gaze fell slightly, looking at the crystal within the ashes.
If the angel was holding onto this crystal upon their death, then this crystal must be very important.
After a brief contemplation, he reached out and grasped the crystal.
Imdiately, an invisible ssage was transmitted to He Ao’s mind.
[Welco to the Navigator’s Mysticism Control Center, current authority certification: None]
[Please input a strand of Angel Tier Divine Sense to verify identity and establish authority binding]
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Mysticism Control Center?
Does this spaceship have two control centers? One chanical, one mystical?
Furthermore, this Mysticism Control Center can only be bound through Martial Arts Angel authentication.
Is this a kind of ’restriction’? Restricting ordinary people or other ’angels’ from attempting to bind this authority?
This authority surely wasn’t blank initially,
He Ao paused for a mont, then glanced down at the ash on the bed.
Did this deceased Martial Arts Angel reset the crystal’s authority in the final monts?
Why?
Anticipating support from another Martial Arts Angel? Or hoping for so kind of ’change’?
As he gazed at the crystal, He Ao contemplated briefly.
Soon, his fingers slowly beca ethereal, a virtualized strand of Divine Sense seeped out from his fingertips, penetrating the crystal.
A faint radiance erged from the crystal, seemingly filling so sort of pattern, activating so sort of ’array’.
After a brief pause, a ssage again surfaced in his mind.
[Verification successful, please proceed with Soul Binding]
He Ao quietly stared at the crystal. After a brief pause, a portion of his soul slowly descended, the Soul Power touching the crystal.
[Binding in progress——]
Boom——
Alongside a rumbling sound, dense starlight suddenly gushed from every corner of the room,
The space expanded at that instant, chaotic ti and space unfolded in He Ao’s field of view.
He seed to be in this narrow room, yet also amidst an expansive cosmic void.
And in this vast cosmic void, a starlight-ford eye erged above He Ao’s head, imdiately followed by five colossal pillars rising in the Star Sea, swiftly closing in on He Ao.
Brilliant lights flickered at the universe’s zenith, followed by a gigantic starlight silhouette with a hint of green erging from the stars.
The figure was so imnse it instantly overshadowed the firmant.
The five towering pillars were precisely the massive starlight silhouette’s hand.
He Ao looked up at the huge starlight silhouette, seemingly unsurprised by its ergence.
This starlight silhouette was precisely the Usurper God replacing the Tuning Master, guarding the relic.
Brilliant rays extracted from He Ao’s body, instantly constructing a nested Three-Circle Array beneath his feet.
Straightaway, he spoke without hesitation, "Endless stars transford for you——"
The colossal starlight hand swiftly closed in, violently tearing around the void, space-ti seeming to pause, intent on imprisoning He Ao’s soul.
Yet He Ao’s words continued without pause, "Blazing veil——"
The starlight silhouette’s actions did not cease and further accelerated in pace.
He Ao quietly gazed at the imnse starlight silhouette.
This starlight silhouette carried pollution from the Lord of the Starry Sky. Previously, He Ao had frightened the silhouette away with this ritual, but this ti, the starlight silhouette seed unafraid.
Yet this ti, He Ao’s words didn’t pause and he further said, "——Creation of all things"
An invisible connection instantly ford between the heavens and earth, an imnse and frenzied gaze penetrated through endless space-ti, pouring over this distorted starry sky.
Terrifying and twisted pollution erupted in He Ao’s mind, his body instantly covered with countless cracks.
The starlight silhouette paused for a mont, seemingly unexpected that He Ao dared to truly contact the Lord of the Starry Sky.
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