Their individual strength might have been constrained by the distinctive traits of their civilization, but their contributions to it far surpassed those of their peers.
The only regret was that among these seven or eight hundred ascendants, there wasn't a single Sage. Perhaps their species had poor psionic talent, or perhaps they simply rejected psionics. In any case, forget Sages—even aboard this enormous Stellar Warship, among a population numbering in the trillions, the number of Psionic Masters
didn't even reach a hundred, fewer than the ascendants who followed other paths of evolution.
As he peered into the Sea of Fate, a certain image flashed past. He immediately recognized the essence of a Saint and caught the crucial detail. "That's the defining trait of the collective!"
Certain civilizations had their own distinctive traits. For instance, the core technology of a Natural Civilization that pursued Mechanical Ascension was consciousness uploading, which enabled the complete transformation of Silicon-based lifeforms into Mechanical Life.
The collective's core technologies were Mind Imprint and assimilation. These distinctive technologies didn't emerge through normal technological development; a civilization only gained access to them after completing certain special events.
Different distinctive technologies could combine to give rise to different distinctive civilizations, and the collective was one of them. Such precious data would, without a doubt, be kept in the safest place.
Until then, Lin Zhichen hadn't considered the purpose of these two technologies. But when he saw that fleeting image in fate, inspiration struck.
"We have to get our hands on those two technologies!" Lin Zhichen immediately noted down the data drive he'd glimpsed in the vision of fate. It was hidden in a secluded, secure area aboard the Stellar Titan. Without more information, finding it would take some time.
After passing this crucial intelligence and his orders to Link