"That's because you've never seen the Upper Three Cities. I hear they're huge." Han Shanshan pondered for a moment before continuing, "Do you think that, besides these three interface-level immigrant ships, there might be others that immigrated here before the folded space formed? Our institute has examined quite a few of the genetic sequences here, and they're a complete mess. There may well be quite a few civilizations from antiquity like this. Besides, the information decoded from the voyage logs vaguely mentioned that they seemed to be the second batch of immigrant ships summoned by the vanguard fleet."
"Hm? There shouldn't be any more, right? If there were, wouldn't the vanguard fleet have come to their aid when they ran into trouble?" I asked curiously. Han Shanshan had a fascinating personality. She was intensely curious about everything, and even more so about high-tech creations.
"That's hard to say. When rescue efforts could no longer bring this ship out, the residents naturally became more important. But forget these old matters. I think the Upper Three Cities might be far more advanced than we imagine." Han Shanshan smiled.
"You make a good point, but what can we do now? We can't set up camp here. There's no real need for us to stay. As long as we have enough strength to intimidate the ordinary people, then we can pull out and dismantle the remnants of the Divine Throne. That's what we should be doing right now. As for this place, we'll just have to cross that bridge when we come to it." I smiled bitterly.
"All right. By the way, if the rift is large enough, we can berth this ship nearby and use an ant-moving-house approach. We can reconstruct its key equipment inside the rift in the Cauldron That Suppresses the