Beilunde was secretly communicating with an individual from the Cloudlight Civilization. The individual had a rather distinctive appearance, radiating a pale golden glow from its entire body, like an oversized, elongated light bulb standing upright.
The two civilizations were relatively close because both species had a genetically rooted history of pursuing light and worshipping the sun as a totem.
Having infiltrated the information systems of every civilization within the Long Lantern Nebula Constellation, Luo Qi finished drawing in his net. Along with acquiring twenty-two holders of space technology, he greatly expanded his technological blueprints with knowledge from a hundred civilizations, even sprouting new technology trees.
Each of those hundred-plus civilizations had its own developmental history and racial aspirations. Some pursued electromagnetic technology like humanity, others focused on the workings of light particles, and still others pursued biological cell development. Their development had branched into different paths.
Luo Qi organized his database and pushed the time differential between his microcosm and the outside world to its limit. He had reaped a fine harvest from his marks, but after harvesting them, he still needed to destroy their "roots."
His gaze turned to the holders within the microcosm. They were part of the plan.
At Luo Qi's will, twenty-three chairs found their owners, forcibly appearing beneath the holders' backsides and binding themselves to them.
Luo Qi, whose entire body radiated the microcosm's glow, was among them. Every holder calmly watched this newly appeared "creature." The moment they had been captured, they had clearly understood the gulf between them.
Number One Thousand, Beilunde, and the newly arrived holders all behaved like a group of well-behaved children.
Luo Qi raised his hands toward the holders on either side. "Welcome to the Wanderer World, holders in the field of space. To possess spatial-level technology makes you