A Civilization's Tomb

It had to be said that the Precursors truly loved setting trials. Even after humanity entered the true interior of the Small Universe, they still had not discovered what the Precursors had left behind. The scenes detected by the probes resembled the previous labyrinth, consisting entirely of Rhomboid Crystals.

There were differences, of course, but they seemed limited to the Rhomboid Crystals being enlarged, with each one enclosing a Red Dwarf Star.

Upon receiving these results, Yue Yuan even suspected that this was another labyrinth—an even larger one. As time passed, humanity obtained more and more information about this Small Universe and gradually learned its approximate dimensions.

Its diameter was roughly 937 light-years.

It was simply too vast. With humanity's current Third Generation Warp Speed Travel Technology, traveling from one end to the other would take at least twenty-five years. Compared with the journeys of hundreds of years in the past, that was short, but it was still an awfully long time for resource-limited humanity.

Trying to find what the Precursors had left behind in such an enormous Small Universe was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. Just thinking about it was enough to make one despair.

At that moment, many people felt the urge to curse.

If they were going to give them something, then just give it to them. Why make it so difficult? If they truly could not solve the mystery and find it, they might end up getting themselves killed.

Had Yue Yuan known earlier that this Small Universe was such a trap, he probably would never have come back no matter what. But things had come to this, and time could not be reversed. They could only press on.

But where should they begin?

The leadership and relevant scientists aboard Lyra,