The Solar System's former location had now become a deathly silent expanse of pitch-black deep space.
The place was empty, cold, and profound, without the slightest trace of light.
Yet at this moment, the enormous Star-Level Shelter was slowly sailing into the depths of the universe.
Together with the Space Shelter built around the Dyson Swarm structure.
Its interior was brightly lit.
Artificially simulated natural sunlight was doing its job.
The effect was no different from pure natural sunlight.
At this moment, inside the Conference Center.
Li Chen was discussing their next destination with commanders of every rank.
"The nearest Star System to the Solar System is Proxima Centauri, about 4.2 light-years from us."
"Our next plan is to head to Proxima Centauri and recover the energy from every celestial body there."
"Do any of you have any opinions?"
Li Chen looked at the commanders before him and asked.
Of course, they had plenty of options available now.
Within a ten-light-year radius of the Solar System alone, there were at least ten Star Systems for them to choose from.
Beyond that ten-light-year radius, there were even more Star Systems.
Some of them had already given rise to primitive civilizations.
There were even Level 0.5 civilizations comparable to the former Earth Civilization.
They could conquer all of them gradually.
"Commander, whatever you say goes! We'll listen to you in everything!"
The moment Li Chen asked his question, a commander below immediately answered loudly.
Following that commander's response.
The other commanders around him also stood up one after another and echoed him.
"That's right! Commander! Your decision is all of our decision!"
"My lord, we aren't familiar with outer space either. Rather than discussing this kind of choice with us, you should make the call yourself or consult the relevant scientists!"
"Hahaha,