Eighteen adjustnts, eighteen test flights.
The entire experint project spanned five years, finally achieving its goal at this mont.
No one expected, including Ying Zijin, that within five years, they would actually develop the Universe Wastewood.
Ying Zijin’s expression slightly tensed, her voice lowered: "I’m on my way."
Ending the call, her fingers were still trembling slightly.
For the first ti, she felt this way, as if a thousand languages were pressed against her lips, yet unable to be spoken.
Fu Yunshen naturally heard this, he held her trembling hand, lowered his head, touched her forehead: "Yaoyao, congratulations."
Her dream had co true.
Three minutes later, Ying Zijin cald down, she chuckled softly: "Yes, it wasn’t easy."
There are indeed two ways to open the cosmic channel.
One is like before, sacrificing soul and life to forcibly perform a ritual.
The other is using technology to jump through space to another universe.
The latter is much more difficult than the forr.
"However, you congratulated too early," Ying Zijin glanced at him, "This ti is different from the last. This ti we used advanced technology to open the cosmic channel, but it doesn’t an the risks are less."
"Once we encounter other civilizations in the universe or peak strongn in another universe during flight, the two of us will be fine, but others may be at risk."
After regaining the Sage World’s abilities and mories, in the past three years, she had observed the universe many tis.
In the universe where Earth resides, Earth isn’t the only planet with life;
Other star systems have civilizations far superior to Earth, but this ti, the Cosmic Carrier was invented by them first.
Fu Yunshen kissed her lips, smiling as well: "Then let’s go up and take a look, one step at a ti."
**
Cosmic Carrier Base.
Tuning Center.
The first-generation Cosmic Carrier is enormous, capable of accommodating over a thousand people, integrating attack, defense, and other major systems.
Excluding space jumps, the Cosmic Carrier’s flight speed can reach up to 1 billion light years per hour, allowing it to navigate the universe for a whole month.
Herwen and Dean Norman had already gone out to prepare for the press conference, the other researchers embraced excitedly, nearly in tears.
Their five years of effort hadn’t been in vain.
Sinai finished organizing the files, turned around, looked at Wen Tinglan, Adele, Ji Li, and Shaoying, smiling: "You all worked hard, take a few days’ rest, then we head to space."
"Yay!" Adele was very happy, she pulled the boy’s hand, eagerly, "Tinglan, I don’t want to leave, hold ."
Wen Tinglan’s ears slightly ward, a blush rose, he whispered: "So many people watching, aunty is still here."
Even though Sinai was only seven or eight years older than them, in terms of seniority, she was indeed a generation above them.
"I don’t care, I don’t care," Adele put her hands on her hips, "If you don’t hold , I’ll throw a fit."
Wen Tinglan: "..."
He sighed, eventually kneeling down: "Get on."
Adele cheerfully jumped on.
The girl’s body was soft and warm, light as cotton candy.
Wen Tinglan carried her, eyelids drooped.
This was a beautiful life he never dared to imagine before.
Ji Li prepared to order takeout, just as she took out her phone, another hand grasped hers.
Her body froze, she looked up.
Shaoying stared ahead, expressionless, as if he hadn’t held her hand at all.
Ji Li whispered: "So many people, let go."
Before she could say another word, she was already pulled out by Shaoying.
Ji Li: "..."
She needed to think about how to explain this to Ji Yihang.
Sinai finished packing up and also left the tuning center.
Norton was waiting for her outside.
Seeing her co out, he stepped forward, taking her bag.
Yet he noticed her gaze was directed afar, so he looked over: "What are you looking at?"
"I’m looking at them," Sinai pointed at Wen Tinglan and the others, sighing, "I’m getting old."
Norton responded blandly, indifferent: "Old?"
"I’m talking about myself, not you," Sinai looked at him, "Why are you so excited?"
"Hmm." Norton laughed coldly, "Who knows who’s saying I’m old day in, day out."
"..."
"Why are you so irritable today?" Sinai took a ticket from her pocket, waved it, "For you, VIP seat, reserved for family."
Norton glanced at it, his expression still indifferent: "Not interested."
This experint was the third party disrupting between them.
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