May we still be young when we meet again.
The words he had left his companions at parting still felt like yesterday.
"What about the navigation beacons we left behind?" Mu Fan asked softly.
Black answered without hesitation. "No signals have been received. There are currently two possibilities: one, they were destroyed; two, they were shielded by some special force field. My database calculations favor the second possibility. After all, finding and destroying those beacons in space would be a completely meaningless act."
But just as Black finished speaking, another faint, weathered voice sounded in his ears. It was Mo Handa of the Immortal God Race, who rarely appeared.
"The insects act with strong purpose. Every action of the group is arranged by the Brain Bug, and their ultimate goal is always to plunder resources for survival. Their force field must be interfering with signal reception. I know them well."
The reason the signals could not be found became increasingly clear, but it quietly cast a shadow over Mu Fan's heart.
These four years...
Just how far had the insects expanded!
"We still can't connect to the Star Network, but we can try something else." After a moment, Black spoke cautiously.
"What kind of attempt?"
"Construct a signal base station. Use the warship as a massive signal base station and actively transmit Four-Dimensional Wave signals across light-years. But..."
Hmm? Mu Fan frowned.
"But this will completely expose our position."
Silence fell.
"Stay on Flame Star for now. Begin the modifications."
Mu Fan's voice was calm, without the slightest ripple.
"My lord."
"Nuonuo, I..." A rare fluctuation entered Mu Fan's voice, but he did not know where to begin.
This was the fastest way to find his companions, yet it would place the companions currently beside him in danger.
It was