34: "Turbulent waves surged into the sky"

Looking at the Frigates that turned its cannons and continued firing,

Gulac waved his hand dismissively.

Even if the lucky was only over 600 meters long, it was still a genuine cruiser.

The Frigates' shells hitting it,

at most, would only scratch off a bit of paint.

But with two torpedoes from the lucky,

it was blown into a spectacular fireworks display.

"How crazy and ignorant."

Watching the scattered wreckage of the warship, he sneered softly.

At this moment,

the communication device, which had lost power and shut down due to the violent tremors, resumed operation.

The communicator, who had accidentally sprained his ankle, propped himself up on the desk, put on his headset,

scrolled through the newly popped-up command files, turned to the latest one,

and then reported loudly:

"Sir,"

"Command has issued the latest orders!"

"The original patrol mission has been canceled,"

"The new order requires us to gather our existing forces,"

"and return to the Planet Five base to regroup!"

Gulac looked at the battlefield.

The Gravity Conduits spanning the sky had not yet fully dissipated,

but the enemy ships that had opened them had long since vanished without a trace.

Finally, he could only sigh regretfully,

"Understood,"

"I know."

Never mind,

consider it setting them free.

He paused, then calmly spoke on the fleet command channel:

"All ships, after clearing boarding enemies, regroup in place!"

"Transfer towards the Planet Five base!"

...At this moment, a spherical cleavage void had formed in Ursa Major V12.22.

It floated silently in the air, without mass or gravity.

Seemingly calm,

yet turbulent within—

The truly terrifying aspect of a cleavage void,

is that it pulls everything it can touch within its range,

into the void in a manner similar to 'tearing',

causing it to be scoured and annihilated by the super-scale void energy turbulence generated by the forced connection to the void.

It ignores defenses, is inescapable,

takes effect immediately upon contact,

and has no countermeasures.

And now, this void in Ursa Major,

is far more complex than those created entirely by disassociation bombs:

In a sense,

it's like a flushing toilet created in the void;

and the exploding 500ML of void energy,

is like pulling the strongest flush lever,

completely igniting this unstable space.

Thus,

void energy from all directions,

rushed into this large hole, vying for precedence.

The void in this area instantly became incredibly chaotic... At the edge of the cleavage void,

a Shuttle quietly stopped.

A large section of its tail armor was missing,

the gap was very neat,

clearly, this Shuttle had been grazed by the rapidly expanding void.

The person sitting inside was the culprit behind all this:

Governor Alexei.

Of course,

whether he was still a Planetary Governor was questionable now,

since the planet was gone.

As for why he was here?

Originally,

he heard that Kirk had appeared,

and wanted to see if he could get back some of the void energy he had been siphoning for so long;

who knew that halfway through, he looked back,

Bang!

Behind him, it exploded.

But it was quite beautiful... Wait, wasn't that his home!

Why did his home explode!

Before he could finish thinking,

the cleavage void immediately began to expand rapidly,

heading straight for him.

Fortunately, he had left early and was already some distance from Planet Three.

Only the Shuttle under his feet took a hard hit to its rear.

Shuttle: For my peanut!

"That was close..."

"Almost died."

Looking at the void's edge so close by,

cold sweat poured down Alexei's forehead—

His intuition told him that if he were sucked in,

the outcome would definitely be dire.

However, with his strong heart, he quickly recovered after a moment.

After all, he was absolutely safe now.

Rather, compared to this disassociation,

he was more concerned about what triggered it!

This effect, it must have consumed all his void energy!

Damn it!

He had saved it for a whole year!

(At this time, this short-sighted Governor still didn't know that,)

(the ultra-low pressure zone caused by siphoning void energy for a year was actually the culprit behind this explosion.)

Perhaps,

he really needed a Great Sage to Balance the Books,

but this wasn't how you balanced books!

Was there anyone who burned all their ill-gotten gains just to falsify accounts!

At this moment,

the mysterious and beautiful edge of the void,

pierced his heart with intense pain.

Facing a scene that most people called a "wonder,"

Alexei's eyes held no appreciation for beauty,

only sorrow for lost wealth;

In his eyes,

the pure black edge, glowing with a faint blue halo, also began to twist... Wait?

Twisting?

Alexei quickly rubbed his eyes again,

and looked again.

Good heavens,

not only did the void not revert, it twisted even more severely.

Watching the ink-black edge constantly wriggle,

as if something was about to crawl out.

Whoa!

Alarm bells immediately rang in his heart.

There really was something!

Under the threat to his life, Alexei's bodily functions seemed to return to their peak.

He turned the Shuttle around, adjusted its course, and increased its speed.

The whole sequence was incredibly smooth.

Instantly, a large amount of ions were pushed out of the nozzles.

Inside the cockpit, a strong push-back force was felt.

The Shuttle launched with a burst of speed.

In less than thirty seconds, the Shuttle darted into the asteroid belt,

and only then did Alexei feel a trace of relief.

As for the twisting edge of that cleavage void?

What Alexei saw was not an isolated incident.

Countless edges began to twist and wriggle, until—

A head with huge compound eyes and a black upper jaw slowly emerged, as if breaking through a 'membrane'.

Then————

Accompanied by incredibly violent void energy,

countless insect-like creatures poured out of the void, scattering in all directions.

The tide of insects rushed to various parts of Ursa Major V12.22,

and for a time, turbulent waves filled the sky... "Damn it!"

"How can there be such a strong space quake!"

White Shark had gone to Xi Hai, so his former fleet was temporarily managed by his adjutant, Gunt.

As for the major task of managing the collectively surrendered Z25 Sentry Post,

it was naturally handed over to Baili Ying.

At this moment, she was slumped over the central console of the control tower,

her pink hair scattered over a pile of incomprehensible buttons and knobs.

And sandwiched between the desk and her pink hair,

were incredibly dark circles under her eyes.

The recent tremor had completely stunned her.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise she would have fallen so hard her own mother wouldn't recognize her.

Speaking of which, this control tower is really crude.

She didn't know why she was sitting here, torturing herself by learning scheduling for so long.

Perhaps it was because a certain former senior who ran smuggling operations,

used to be busy here all day long, making his dark circles even worse than hers?

He was so careless with his body, this guy was truly detestable.

Even more detestable was that she still couldn't learn it!

Forget it, she gave up.

Baili Ying decided to activate her 'Spiritual Victory Method' skill as before:

When in doubt, curse White Shark.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

"You dead Salted Fish! You stinking trash fish!"

"You're clearly so tired you're almost dead,"

"why can't you teach me how to cover your shift!"

"Even leaving behind some idiotic tutorial would be fine!"

"Really..."

"Hmm?"

However, before she could finish complaining, a small dot suddenly appeared on the radar screen, speeding towards her.

Calling up the channel display—it was a Shuttle!

"Small space unit ahead!"

"My vessel requests permission to enter your port,"

"for repairs and resupply!"

After shouting, Governor Alexei began his agonizing wait:

That graze earlier had caused the Shuttle's fuel to leak.

This small sentry post, though dilapidated (the outer shell, smashed by Xi Hai, hadn't been repaired yet) but clearly showed signs of human activity, was basically his last hope.

He could only pray that the other party was a smuggler and not a space pirate... Looking at this Shuttle that suddenly appeared and intended to enter the port,

Baili Ying thought for a moment, perhaps it was a friend White Shark used to smuggle with?

Probably, so should she let it in first?

"Received."

"From your left... wait,"

"that A-2 channel or whatever it is,"

"proceed forward,"

"￥%...%...#￥%@#..."

Under a long stream of commands mixed with pragmatism and smuggler dialect,

the Shuttle finally managed to stop steadily before crashing into the port's airbridge.

At this moment, both sides were wondering one thing:

Was the person on the other side a product of inbreeding?

They couldn't understand (or explain clearly) any of this?

If you have any criticisms or suggestions, please feel free to bring them up. This is the author's first time writing a book, so I lack experience and hope for everyone's support.