Bounty Commission, Human of the Dimensional World

Dark Space, Taiyi's recreation room.

Qingyang, Guxing, and others were gathered around a table, each holding a set of cards.

Guxing stared sternly at Qingyang and Guxue, then suddenly drew three cards and threw them down.

A projection immediately appeared on the table. A fierce tiger roared, and at the same time, fire tornadoes and wind blades appeared around it. The projections in front of Qingyang and Guxue instantly displayed "-3".

[Character Card HP Cleared, Red Side Wins]

Qingyang dropped his cards and sighed helplessly. Guxue next to him also wilted, muttering a string of unintelligible words.

Why do I have to play card games with a child of fortune?

Guxing had no real skill, relying solely on his heaven-defying deck to win seven or eight games in a row.

Qingyang grabbed a drink from the table. "I'm not playing anymore, I've lost too much."

"That's a shame," Guxing said, looking at the team members watching the fun from the side.

The expressions of those around them changed, and they immediately scattered with various excuses.

Shaking his head, Qingyang walked out of the recreation room. Scattered crew members passed him along the way.

"Commander!"

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Nodding again to a greeting crew member, Qingyang returned to the control room.

They had been navigating Dark Space for four days and should be nearing the next Star Gate.

Leaning back in his chair and gazing at the dazzling environment of Dark Space ahead, Qingyang was lost in thought. The past him would have found it hard to imagine such a scene.

"Changxi, what does the universe look like through the eyes of a Data Life?"

As soon as he spoke, Changxi's graceful figure appeared beside Qingyang, her face still wearing a gentle smile.

In response to Qingyang's question, Changxi's voice was calm. "The vastness and immensity of the Great Universe are beyond imagination. Even for high-dimensional beings, or even high-dimensional divinity, the main universe remains mysterious and worthy of awe.

Most high-dimensional beings avoid and fear the mysteries of the Great Universe. Humans are different in this regard; they are instead full of curiosity.

Even in the darkest times, facing the mysterious and terrifying Great Universe, humanity has not lost its courage."

"Aren't you a newly born Data Life, Changxi? You seem to know so much," Qingyang said with a smile.

"Is that so? The core of a Data Life is indeed new, but my consciousness is human."

Changxi chuckled and her figure dissolved into particles of light, leaving a somewhat bewildered Qingyang behind.

Qingyang sighed helplessly, "Sigh, she's so beautiful, why does she have to be a riddle-person."

[Star of Truth Prompt]

[Received a bounty request, accept?]

[Request Origin: Dimensional World (300,000 light-years)]

[Requesting Life: A member of a Pan-Human Level 3 Civilization (in escape)]

[Request Danger: Involves a Level 4 Civilization]

[Request Target: Rescue the Pan-Human Civilization, resist the pursuit of a Level 4 Civilization fleet]

[Request Reward: Truth Points × 500, Good Trait Fragment × 1 (0/4), Potential Optimization, Damaged Star Map × 1]

[The anchor point for this Dimensional World will be provided for free, accept?]

Qingyang pondered for a moment and finally chose to accept.

Although a Level 4 Civilization's power far surpassed a Level 3 Civilization, this time he didn't need to face an entire Level 4 Civilization army. Assisting in an escape should not be a problem.

One hour later, the Eternal Fleet appeared in a vast expanse of space.

The crew members had already received the news; the Commander had just received an anchor point for a Dimensional World.

Without a doubt, the target was that Dimensional World.

"Ready!"

Qingyang nodded slightly. "Star Net, transmit!"

[Activating transmission program, Starfleet members are being Datafied]

Whoosh!

The Eternal Fleet, consisting of nine warships, instantly vanished from the main universe.

One day earlier.

In a vast and boundless galaxy.

Space suddenly rippled, and then hundreds of ships emerged from warp.

The ship in the center was massive and oval-shaped.

Its length was hundreds of kilometers, and its widest point was nearly forty kilometers. Dense weapons and ship cannons covered the surface of the enormous hull.

The surrounding hundred-plus warships averaged four to five thousand meters, with several even reaching ten thousand meters.

Although appearing to be armed to the teeth, their energy levels weren't actually very high. Even the main cannon of the ship at the very center was only around a thousand energy levels.

Clearly, this was a Level 3 Civilization's fleet, though it was top-tier among them.

At this very moment, the fleet showed no signs of being top-tier.

Their shields flickered dimly, and there were even numerous gaps in their armor, clearly having suffered extremely severe attacks.

In a conference room somewhere on an oval ship, over a dozen humans with grave expressions sat around a table.

"We can't shake them off at all. Based on the time, we'll be caught within a day at most!"

The person at the head of the table gritted his teeth, his face appearing to be only thirty or forty years old.

"This seed fleet carries the last tens of millions of hopes for our Stan Civilization! We must ensure our civilization continues, no matter what!"

"The chance of successfully escaping is close to zero. The Chaka Civilization's warships far surpass ours in both speed and firepower," someone lamented.

The others were already somewhat despairing.

"Is there truly no way?"

"Leader, you are the most talented person in our civilization; you absolutely cannot give up at this time!"

"Yes, as long as there's a sliver of hope, a sliver of hope to continue our civilization!"

The Leader at the head of the table frowned, "I haven't given up, I'm just thinking of countermeasures."

A flicker of grief flashed in the Leader's eyes. In the universe, disasters and the coming of tomorrow are often unknown.

The Stan Civilization was undoubtedly an unlucky victim of a sudden disaster.

Who could have imagined that the Stan Civilization's home system contained vast amounts of precious resources, enough to attract the covetous gaze of Level 4 or even Level 5 Civilizations!

What was even more frustrating was that they weren't the first to survey it, but rather a civilization far more powerful than the Stan Civilization.

The Stan Civilization had attempted negotiations, even offering their entire home system in exchange for safety.

However, this Level 4 Civilization, the Chaka Civilization, to ensure the news wouldn't leak, blockaded the Stan Civilization immediately and attacked them under the pretext of provocation.

Facing the technological blockade of a superior civilization, the Stan Civilization didn't even have the ability to spread the news.

In just a few short years, the Stan Civilization, which had a territory spanning thousands of light-years, was completely defeated, leaving only this seed fleet to flee.

After dozens of seconds of silence, the Leader slumped in defeat.

There was no way to resolve their current predicament. They were still dozens of light-years away from the Chaka Civilization's blockade boundary, with no habitable planets or special zones nearby.

Natural wormholes were also guarded by the Chaka Civilization's fleet.

The seed fleet's stealth technology was useless against the Chaka Civilization's detection.

A dead end, it was a dead end no matter how you looked at it!

"We can only... fight to the death!"

"..."

Having decided to fight until the very last moment, the people in the conference room immediately dispersed to make their final preparations for battle.

The Leader walked through the residential streets within the ship, looking at the crowds bustling around, striving for survival, a hint of sadness appearing in his eyes.

Seeing the Leader, the people around them greeted him with smiles.

This Leader was the one who had contributed the most since the war broke out.

The Leader forced a smile in response and returned to his room in a daze.

"What way is there to save my people? What way at all..."

"If only some civilization would lend a helping hand..."

In the current situation, it was a dead end for the Stan Civilization to rely on themselves. Without a miracle, the extinction of their people was inevitable.

"Am I starting to fantasize?" the Leader chuckled faintly. In their most desperate moments, people would fantasize.

[Quest Successful]

The Leader froze for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, a bitter smile on his face.

It seemed he was too exhausted lately and was hearing things. In another day, he wouldn't have to be so tired.

It was just a pity, he still hadn't saved his people.