As Lü Yongchang read the tachyon message that had come back, his taut nerves instantly relaxed, and the fleet stood down from its highest combat readiness.
The unidentified object charging straight toward the micro-universe cutting experiment site was actually the Silicon Stingray Civilization!
It had been nothing but a false alarm.
Once he relaxed, however, a few doubts rose in Lü Yongchang's mind.
If he remembered correctly, the coordinates they had provided weren't anywhere near that experimental area!
Why had this Silicon Ray... gone over there out of the blue?
A false alarm was a minor matter. Interfering with the micro-universe cutting experiment would have been a serious problem!
Knowing the Silicon Ray's personality well, Lü Yongchang asked it outright without hesitation.
Then...
[You've already mastered micro-universe technology?!]
[Didn't you only just advance to a level seven civilization?!]
[What?! A micro-universe ten light-years in diameter?! Good grief... that's even bigger than mine!!]
[Huh?! Dense Neutron Armor? Dark Matter Cannons?? Matter-Energy Conversion Technology???]
[???!]
Unlike Lü Yongchang, the Silicon Ray felt as though its thought core was about to burn out.
What, what, what? What was all this?!
Never mind micro-universe technology. That Matter-Energy Conversion Technology...
Wasn't that supposed to be one of a level seven civilization's most advanced technologies?!
Even I only just mastered it!
What had I been working myself to the bone searching everywhere for suitable stellar systems for all this time?
For an instant, the Silicon Ray felt as though it had traveled through time.
Hadn't it only been a little over eight hundred years?
Why did it feel like eight thousand... no, eighty thousand years had passed?!
In its shock, the Silicon Ray dropped out of its faster-than-light curvature state.
It hovered in the empty cosmos, its long tail scratching a string of bright sparks across