"Coming to someone else's home as a guest while coveting their treasures—since when did the Milta people pick up the bad habits of space pirates?"
Accompanied by a clear female voice, the mechanical scene outside the window vanished in the next moment, replaced by countless stars.
The sky was filled with brilliant stars and dazzling starlight.
Everyone felt their souls tremble, as if they might drift away at any moment.
The Star Network was renowned for its powerful signal, to say nothing of Gao Yuanyuan, who had the support of four virtual panels.
Under the illumination of the starlight, the few Milta people felt as if their life signals were about to merge with the stars.
Old Pu silently sized up the data illusion before him, both puzzled and astonished.
A virtual universe comparable to the Mind Network—how could this planet possess such a dangerous thing?
As far as he understood, only two kinds of existences could form a "virtual universe": virtual civilizations and large-scale collective consciousnesses.
There weren't enough people on this planet to form the second kind, but surely it couldn't be the first kind, could it?
A level-three virtual civilization hidden right under his nose?
This might even be the first level-three information civilization in the Robert Star System.
At least, the Milta civilization's database contained no records of a virtual civilization at the same level.
Among the four major civilization categories, virtual civilizations were also the rarest.
Because the conclusion was simply too unbelievable, even the last Mind Power Emperor's brain temporarily crashed, leaving him unable to speak.
Gao Yuanyuan assumed he was ashamed of his inferiority and nodded in satisfaction.
"Since you know you were wrong, I'll send you on your way."
Gao Yuanyuan could naturally tell that among the Milta people present, only the