Not That Simple

Humanity believed either this explanation was correct, or that the Unknown Civilization's living environment had left them genuinely unable to understand this sequence. That was why, two billion years ago, they too had failed to discover the pattern in the arrangement of these giant crystals and had ultimately been trapped to death within the Small Universe.

"Perhaps. Not every Level 4 Civilization necessarily understands this sequence?" a mathematician said uncertainly, finding the answer unbelievable even himself.

"Never mind all that. Let's first see where this Sequence Matrix points!"

"Should we tell the Orange Star Civilization about this information?"

"You'd have to be out of your mind to tell them. Let's go take a look first. Maybe the answer really is that simple?"

"That seems right too!"

After everyone discussed it at once, their gazes ultimately converged on Yue Yuan, before their respective Holographic Screens, waiting for him to speak.

Thanks to technological progress, the humans aboard the Lyra no longer had to gather on the so-called bridge every time they needed to discuss an issue.

More precisely, the Planet-Class Warship Lyra no longer had any such thing as a bridge. It did have work halls and Conference Rooms, as well as all sorts of plazas and recreational areas. After all, a Planet-Class Warship was enormous, and personal space was plentiful. Basically every crew member had their own private residence.

The living conditions were exceptionally luxurious.

They had private residences, accompanying Mecha Hangars, and even ships for landing and short-distance travel—essentially one for every person. All of the more than 2,900 manned warships were equipped this way.

"Good. We'll proceed to the central position according to this information," Yue Yuan said, nodding as he made the decision.

"Commander Yue, if the entire fleet heads there, it may draw the Orange Star