321: The powerlessness of Earth Federation's technology in the face of higher dimensions!

[ Welcome to... the official server. ]

The moment those Chinese characters dissipated.

Before Lu Chen could complain about the damn online game vibe, a terrifying pressure, strong enough to squeeze his soul into juice, suddenly descended!

"Warning! Warning!"

"External physical constants have shifted violently!"

"The gravitational constant has increased 1000 times! The speed of light... the speed of light has slowed down?!"

For the first time, Su Qingying's voice carried a note of panicked distortion.

At this moment, the "patch ship" that had just been showing off its power in Asgard felt like a soda can dropped into the ten-thousand-meter-deep ocean.

Creak—!

Creak—!

The teeth-aching sound of twisting metal echoed throughout the cabin.

"What is going on?!"

Ye Qingcang gripped the handrail tightly, his face pressed against the control console by the gravity. "How did my dragon-bone alloy war blade bend? This is a strong interaction material! The hardest thing in the entire Milky Way Galaxy!"

"Hardest?"

Lu Chen, bearing the terrifying pressure, struggled to lift his head.

Golden light flickered in his eyes as he attempted to analyze the surrounding environment.

But all he saw was... mist.

"Old Ye, stop putting so much faith in your blade."

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and sneered, "On Earth, ice is the hardest thing. But throw it into a steel furnace, and what is ice worth?"

"This place... is the steel furnace!"

Before he could finish speaking.

"Bang!"

On the outer layer of the warship, the golden armor plate stripped from the "Arbiter"—which was said to be able to withstand Causality attacks—shattered instantly.

It wasn't attacked.

It was because it couldn't withstand the "base air pressure" of this world and crumbled on its own!

It was like a boat made of paper dropped into a pool of sulfuric acid.

"Shields broken! Energy circuits overloaded!"

"We are falling apart!"

Wang Peng (Fatty) screamed, clutching his head, "Brother Chen! Think of something! I haven't lived enough yet! My money hasn't been spent yet!"

Lu Chen took a deep breath.

At this moment, he also felt that long-lost, powerless feeling known as "weakness."

"heavenly craft!"

"Present! Father!" heavenly craft's voice was full of static; clearly, her core was also suffering heavy damage.

"Activate the environment self-adaptation module of the 'pangu' system!"

"Forcefully modify the warship's physical rules to the same frequency as this place!"

"Attempting... insufficient computing power... burning backup core..."

Hum—!

A faint yet resilient chaotic-colored light struggled to expand from within the warship.

It was like holding up a broken umbrella in a storm.

Although it was tottering, at least the warship stopped disintegrating.

Everyone collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air.

In that instant, they truly thought they were going to turn into cosmic dust.

"Is... is this the official server?"

Ye Qingcang looked out the window, his eyes dazed.

Outside the window, it was no longer the familiar starry sky.

No stars, no darkness.

Only large, flowing, gorgeous colors like auroras.

These colors were not void, but... solid.

Here, light was flowing liquid, and space was hard solid.

All common sense had been overturned.

"Over there!"

Su Qingying suddenly pointed into the distance, "Something is coming!"

Everyone looked up abruptly.

They saw a huge shadow slowly approaching at the end of that gorgeous "sea of light."

It was too big.

So big that Lu Chen's warship was like a speck of dust facing Mount Himalaya in front of it.

"It's a warship! It must be a capital ship of a Higher Dimensions civilization!"

Ye Qingcang instinctively reached for his blade, but touched nothing.

"All hands on alert! Prepare for battle!"

"Don't move!"

Lu Chen suddenly roared, holding down Ye Qingcang's hand.

"Don't seek death!"

"That is not a warship!"

"Not a warship?" Everyone was stunned.

The huge shadow drew closer and closer.

Close enough that they finally saw its full appearance.

It was an... irregular metal geometric shape.

There were no gun ports on the surface, nor any thrusters.

It was just slowly... squirming?

Wherever it passed, those hard space solids were shattered and then sucked into its body.

And at its tail, it was discharging a long, glowing... trail of waste.

"This..."

Wang Peng opened his mouth wide, his jaw nearly dislocated.

"Is this f*cking... a cleaner robot?"

That's right.

In this High-Dimensional World, this giant, with a size comparable to ten thousand Solar Systems and exuding terrifying pressure.

Looked just like a cleaner automatically clearing trash from the road.

"Rumble—"

The giant object swept over their heads.

Merely the "airflow" (ripples in rules) caused by its movement made Lu Chen's warship roll wildly for seven hundred and twenty degrees, like a fallen leaf in a gale!

"Warning! Hull structure damaged by 70%!"

"Warning! If we get caught in the wake, we will be directly disintegrated!"

"Steady! Everyone hold it steady for me!"

Lu Chen gripped the console tightly, his eyes bloodshot.

How ironic.

They were overlords, gods in the Milky Way Galaxy.

Yet here, they were almost shaken to death by someone's "garbage truck"?

Is this the gap in dimensions?

Is this the so-called... official server?

After a long while.

The giant object finally moved away.

The warship barely came to a stop amid the violent jolts.

Dead silence.

The cabin was deathly silent.

Everyone's faces were filled with despair and devastation.

Even an iron-blooded tough guy like Ye Qingcang was hanging his head, as if his spine had been pulled out.

"Are we... still going to fight?"

Wang Peng muttered softly, "They can bury us just by throwing out trash, how are we supposed to play?"

"Play?"

A voice rang out abruptly.

Lu Chen climbed up from the floor and dusted himself off.

He walked to the broken porthole and watched the departing giant "sweeper."

His expression was not one of despair.

Instead... it carried a trace of eerie excitement.

"Fatty, did you see that just now?"

"See... see what?"

"The waste discharged by that big guy."

Lu Chen pointed to the glowing trail of light in the distance and licked his dry lips.

"heavenly craft just analyzed it."

"Pick any piece out of that waste."

"Its energy density is equivalent to one of our neutron stars."

"Moreover, the rule fragments contained within it are a hundred times more advanced than that golden warship we snatched before!"

The whole room was stunned.

Everyone looked at Lu Chen like they were looking at a madman.

"Commander Lu, you... you mean..." Su Qingying seemed to guess something, her breathing becoming rapid.

Lu Chen turned around.

The decadence in his eyes was swept away.

Replaced by the greed and fanaticism of a pauper who had suddenly fallen into a vault.

"We can't beat them, we admit it."

"Our skills are inferior, we admit that too."

"But!"

Lu Chen waved his hand violently, pointing at the waste trail full of "treasures."

"This place is simply heaven!"

"The trash they don't want is a divine artifact to us!"

"Pick it up!"

"Everyone go pick it up for me!"

"First, fix this broken ship for me, and then..."

Lu Chen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. The smile made everyone present shiver.

"We are going to squat right here."

"I want to turn this 'garbage dump'..."

"Into our first arsenal for counterattacking the Higher Dimensions!"

"Since we can't be gods."

Lu Chen picked up a shattered armor plate from the floor and gripped it tightly in his hand.

"Then we will be the..."

"Strongest, fiercest, most shameless..."

"Scavengers!"