The moment he thought of it, Su Hao immediately contacted Ashan and Feng Cheng. "Ashan, Feng Cheng, turn back. Let's search again, this time focusing specifically on stars."
Ashan and Feng Cheng froze. "Stars?"
Feng Cheng said in astonishment, "Boss Wei, I tried that before. I don't seem to be able to enter the interior of a star. I can only observe its surface."
Su Hao said, "It's fine. I can't enter a star's interior either. Search as deeply as we can. If we still find nothing after searching the stars, then there's no helping it—we can only continue exploring outward."
The two understood and began searching.
Su Hao steadied himself. To focus more intently, he took the initiative to rein in his Lesser Selves, reducing them from five thousand to three thousand.
"Let's begin! The odds may not be high, but what if it happens? If Baigar was truly born on a star, then using our previous search method, we might not find it even two hundred years from now."
With that thought, Su Hao's three thousand Lesser Selves scattered out, racing toward the incomparably dazzling stars within the Star Observation World.
Vast and beautiful, yet filled with a deadly aura.
Could worlds like these give birth to life?
No one could give a definite answer. Even Su Hao, who had wandered the universe for so many years, did not know whether stars could give birth to life.
Did something not exist simply because he had never seen it? Not necessarily.
The wonder and immensity of the universe surpassed all imagination.
One could even say that as long as there was imagination, the universe's wonders would inevitably lie beyond it.
Like the infinitely large numbers on a number line, no matter what number anyone imagined, no matter how immense