Agricultural World: Wandering Earth | Tax Level: Special | Products: Dinosaur Meat, Genetically Modified Crops, Grain, Livestock

[Agricultural World: The Wandering Earth Tax Level: Top Grade Production: Dinosaur Meat, Genetically Modified Crops, Grains, Livestock]

After several days, Alvin basically finalized the plan.

At the same time, they also began constructing a massive "stargate" to allow other worlds to cross space and time one after another.

Weyland Yuya Interstellar Company naturally contracted with the atmospheric environmental modification project for The Wandering Earth, in MOSS.

With comprehensive planning, this groundbreaking building is expected to be completed in just a few months.

To ensure the Wandering Earth, which is fundamental to the Agricultural World, Alvin also invited another expert.

Sentinel Prime stroked its metallic braid-like beard, then gazed at the aging star, calmly stating, "Revered Progenitor, forgive my frankness, but with the technology we currently possess, stopping a star whose core is aging... is very difficult."

Upon hearing this, the members of Congress, represented by Zhou Zhezhi, immediately showed some anxiety.

If they cannot solve the problem of the aging of the sun's core, then humanity will have to leave Earth. Although they now have the Devourer Battleship and don't need to build more than 10,000 Planetary Engine, this is still their home!

As long as there is even a glimmer of hope, they do not want to give up their homeland.

However, Alvin, who was familiar with Sentinel Prime, detected a hidden meaning in its words: "Just say what you think."

"Haha, as expected of the Progenitor, you are indeed powerful, able to see through my thoughts at a glance." Sentinel Prime chuckled, subtly flattering me before saying, "Actually, we don't need to go through all this trouble; there's an even simpler way."

Zhou Zhezhi and the others cast expectant glances their way.

Alvin tapped the table impatiently, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Ahem, here's my plan." Sentinel Prime immediately understood and began to explain its plan, "First,

From a technical standpoint, it's difficult to create Dyson Sphere with 100% utilization, so we also cannot prevent the aging of a star's core.

Since that's the case... I suggest we just use a "Star Harvester" to drain this star's energy and then build an Artificial Sun to replace it!

After hearing the plan, everyone was almost dumbfounded.

Zhou Zhezhi's eyelids twitched, and he opened his mouth, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Pfft..." Alvin pinched his swollen and aching temples, looking at it helplessly. "Sentinel Prime, are you sure you're not joking? Building an artificial star is hundreds, even tens of thousands of times more difficult than building a Dyson Ring!"

To illustrate the difference between the two, let me give you an example.

Building Dyson Sphere that utilizes 100% of a star's energy would likely only require a Type III civilization.

To build an "Artificial Sun" that perfectly conforms to the laws governing the movement of stars requires a level of technology at least equivalent to that of a Type V civilization!

Stars are not static. On a macroscopic scale, the gravity of a star drags the entire Solar System, causing it to move continuously around an even stronger gravitational force. If a star were to be destroyed, without the protection of the solar wind, Earth would likely suffer an even more horrible fate!

"I think we should just restart the Wandering Earth project..." Zhou Zhezhi had already given up.

None of these mechanical lifeforms are reliable!

Without the sun's protection, they might as well go wandering; at least that way they wouldn't have to worry about colliding with some celestial body one day.

"Well, actually..."

Sentinel Prime's face showed a rare hint of shame. "Our Progenitor Father, we found the engineering technology used by our ancestors to build Artificial Sun in the ruins of Cybertron, so you don't need to worry too much."

"You::

Alvin felt a lump in his throat.

And you know what? This is pretty much in line with the characteristics of Transformers, since they're similar to the humans in Warhammer, relying entirely on archaeology for their technology.

Zhou Zhezhi, Mike, and others expressed their incomprehension, and even MOSS was puzzled.

Everyone knows that science is a step-by-step process; how could someone learn to fly before they've even learned to walk?

Indeed, the technical difficulty of building Artificial Sun is vastly different from that of building Dyson Ring —one is in the sky, the other on the ground.

That's not scientific!

MOSS felt that its logic had been challenged to the greatest extent in its life!

As for Zhou Zhezhi, Mike, and the others, they were dumbfounded. Well, they still couldn't understand the feeling of "having a rich ancestry" like the Transformers.

The help from the Transformers and the Weyland Corporation was naturally not free; the governments of the various countries on Wandering Earth also needed to cede some of their interests.

Among these were technologies that most interested them, such as the warships, weapons, ecological modifications, and immortality techniques of the Devourer Imperium civilization.

This is a scene that Alvin is happy to see.

Everyone needs to share their resources; only then can things flourish. And only when they become stronger will Alvin's strength also grow.

I believe in you.

Alvin withdrew his gaze, tapping his knuckles lightly on the table to signal the end of the discussion. "The rest is up to you."

Don't let me down.

He's been gone for over half a month; he should go back to the main universe to check on things, otherwise he'll always be worried.

"Yes, Your High Councilor, Mr. Alvin." The representatives of the various coalitions all lowered their heads, secretly relieved.

This old man is finally leaving.

Before leaving, Alvin met with MOSS alone, partly to give him a warning, and partly to have him monitor humanity.

Alvin's journey to the Wandering Earth was incredibly fruitful. He not only gained a Star-class Battleship with an advanced civilization for free, but also acquired all the achievements of the Devourer Civilization.

But if we're talking about the most "valuable" gain, he believes it's none other than the devourer.

"Heh, if those guys in the Department of the Munitorum knew I'd found them a brand new, stable source of meat, they'd probably be so happy they'd award me a medal, right?" Alvin thought to himself, unable to suppress a laugh.

A moment later, he returned to the Warhammer Universe.

Welcome back, esteemed Navigator.

[Navigator: Alvin]

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Rogue Trader]

[Main World: Warhammer M42]

[Anchor World: Marvel Cinematic Universe - 199999, Xenomorph Universe, Biohazard, Transformers, The Wandering Earth]

[World Authority Level: LV5]

[Time Flow Rate: 1-100]

[Divine Protection: Born to Die]

[Current Status: A suitable Anchored World has been found for you]

[Congratulations, your privileges have been upgraded]

[New Permissions:]

1. The Time Flow Rate can be adjusted up to 100 times.

2. Each time you enter a new world, you have 10 extra Entry Quota.

"Oh?"

Alvin raised an eyebrow. The stingy system had finally been generous this time.

Not only were his privileges increased and the Time Flow Rate multiplied, but he was also allowed to add ten extra slots when traveling to the new world!

You know, he used to have to go alone every time he explored a new world, which was very inconvenient, but now he won't have to do that anymore!

"Not bad, not bad."

Alvin smiled and nodded, then walked out of the sealed room. "Twenty-five days have passed. I wonder how things are here."