A long while passed.
Shen Yi's consciousness pulled free from the Insect Race's vast, tangled stream of information, and he slowly opened his eyes.
The giant insect before him would awaken in less than fifteen Blue Star minutes.
All around him, there was dead silence.
Aside from the pulse and flow of blood needed for the most basic life support, the Insect Race across the enormous planet had, rarely, fallen into an unprecedented stillness.
But Shen Yi no longer felt as heavy as he had before.
The results he had just searched out from the Insect Race's information stream surprised him quite a bit, but they also let him breathe a brief sigh of relief.
Given these insect hives' positioning of Blue Star, there was absolutely no chance they would set their sights, in the short term, on a remote border planet with scarce resources and an especially low level of life.
And the things Blue Star had encountered recently were merely the "fringes" accidentally touched by the vast Insect Race information network as it expanded its star map. Even his earlier judgment of those Insect Race members had been somewhat exaggerated.
Those Insect Race members could not even be considered a vanguard force.
Apart from that, there was another point Shen Yi had just discovered that made him more or less concerned.
Among the countless fragments in the Insect Race's sea of information, the vast majority concerned their desire to devour planets and expand their territory. This most basic, extreme craving for energy rooted in their genetic programming should have made the Insect Race harbor a tremendous urge to gnaw away at everything in this world.
Yet within those streams of consciousness, there was strangely a blank space left behind.
In the Insect Race's interstellar voyages to devour other