330: Chapter 330 Arrival

The The Ark took off from the grey-white planet, passed through the atmosphere, and entered space.

The scenery outside the window changed from black to a colorful starry sky.

The The Ark was very fast, but the Universe was too vast; a distance of twenty-two light-years, even at the The Ark's current speed, would take a long time to travel.

But Qin Lin was not in a hurry; there was plenty of time. The The Ark had sufficient supplies, fifteen children growing up day by day, the Transformation Room running non-stop, and blessing points slowly increasing.

He leaned back in the command chair, closed his eyes, and waited for the The Ark to take him to that immortal cultivation world experiencing an apocalypse.

The voyage lasted a long time.

The The Ark's protective shield glowed with a pale purple light in the vacuum, stable, quiet, and safe.

The stars outside the window went from near to far, from bright to dim, and from stationary to flowing.

Qin Lin did the same thing every day: checked the route, confirmed everything was normal, went to the kitchen for breakfast, went to the Flower Garden to see the chinese roses planted by Li Ran, went to the Ecological Plantation to check the spiritual saplings planted by Xu Xue, went to the Medical Room to check the health records updated by Han Qing, and went to the living room to see the children.

Su Yuran's Qin An was already a year and a half old; he could run, jump, call for Mom and Dad, and also call for "little sister."

The "little sister" he spoke of did not refer to any specific one, but to all the children younger than him.

Qin Yuan, Qin Yue, Qin Xue, Qin Yao, Qin Yang, Qin Xiaoxing, Qin Xiaoyue, Qin Xia, Qin Yi, Qin Tian, Qin Zheng, Qin Nian, Qin Ci, Qin Mu.

Every time he shouted "little sister," if two or three girls turned around at the same time, he would be stunned, not knowing which one to look for.

Su Yuran looked at his appearance and laughed out loud.

Han Yurou's child, Qin Yue, was already over a year old; her favorite thing to do was not running or jumping, but singing.

She stood in the center of the living room, head tilted back, singing to the ceiling. There were no lyrics, just singing "Ah—ah—ah—," with the pitch fluctuating high and low, and the rhythm speeding up and slowing down.

Everyone said she sang beautifully, even though she wasn't singing any actual song.

Li Ying's child, Qin Xu, was the one who gave her the most headaches.

He ran around the The Ark every day, from the living room to the corridor, from the corridor to the kitchen, and from the kitchen to the Medical Room.

Han Qing said he was the baby with the most physical activity on the The Ark, and Li Ying said, "He's not exercising; he's tearing the house down."

Once, Qin Xu ran into Han Qing's Medical Room, pulled out a whole box of gauze, and wrapped it around himself like a little mummy.

Han Qing stood at the door looking at him, not angry, and crouched down to help him unwrap the gauze. It had been wrapped very tightly, and it took a while to undo.

Qin Xu didn't cry or fuss; he just stood there watching Han Qing unwrap it, and when she was done, he smiled at her, revealing eight little teeth.

Xu Xue's Qin Xue could draw now.

Not by dipping her fingers in paint to make handprints, but by actually holding a paintbrush to draw on paper.

What she drew, no one could understand; the lines were messy, the colors mixed together, like a spilled palette.

But Xu Xue kept every single one, marked them with dates, and put them in a folder.

Xia Qiuyan asked her, "Why are you saving these?" Xu Xue said, "To show her when she grows up."

Xia Qiuyan looked at the increasingly thick folder, the corners of her mouth curling up.

Qin Lin watched the children grow day by day, feeling very reassured.

After the The Ark had sailed in space for a long time, it finally arrived at the outer region of the Tianxuan Galaxy.

On the holographic screen, a massive galaxy slowly unfolded.

At the center was a huge star, many times brighter than the sun, but its light was obscured by a layer of grey mist, making it hard to see clearly. The planetary orbits around the star were empty.

The planets there had already been swallowed by the dimensional rift.

Only some debris remained floating in space, reflecting faint light under the star's irradiation.

The rift spread outward from the center of the galaxy like a giant spider web, rotating slowly in space.

Where the rift passed, space twisted, and starlight was stretched into arcs.

The The Ark stopped in the orbit of a planet on the periphery of the galaxy. This planet was outside the rift's diffusion range and was temporarily safe.

Qin Lin lowered the The Ark's altitude into the atmosphere and hovered above a mountain range.

The scenery outside the window reminded him of Earth.

Green mountains, blue rivers, white clouds. But the mountains here were taller, the rivers wider, and the clouds thicker.

The air was filled with rich Spiritual Qi, the concentration of which was countless times higher than the previous planet.

The The Ark's scanning array began to work, and data popped up line by line.

[Planet scan complete...]

[Sentient life distribution: Mainly concentrated in the southern plains region, with medium population density.]

[Civilization status: Immortal cultivation civilization (mainly Qi Refinement Stage to Foundation Establishment Stage, with a small number of Golden Core Stage).]

[Current social status: Chaotic.]

[Main threats: Spiritual Qi fluctuations caused by the dimensional rift, Yao Beast invasions, and conflicts between Cultivators.]

[Survivor count: Approximately 60% - 70%.]

Sixty to seventy percent survivors.

This meant that about thirty to forty percent of the people had already died.

Not died from the direct erosion of the rift, but from secondary disasters triggered by the rift.

Spiritual Qi fluctuations, Yao Beast riots, resource competition, wars between Cultivators.

Qin Lin pulled up a more detailed population distribution map.

On the holographic screen, the southern plains region of this planet was densely covered with light spots, each representing a sentient life.

The colors of the light spots varied.

Green represented the Qi Refinement Stage, blue represented the Foundation Establishment Stage, and purple represented the Golden Core Stage.

The green light spots were the most numerous, dense and packed; the blue light spots were fewer, sparsely distributed among the green spots; the purple light spots were very rare, with only a few scattered here and there.

[System prompt: Detected a large number of female passenger candidates meeting the requirements of the "Many Children, Many Blessings" mission.]

[comprehensive rating: 85-99 points.]

[Quantity: Approximately 12.]

[Distribution: Mainly concentrated in small to medium-sized towns and Sects in the southern plains region.]

[Suggestion: The The Ark should head to the fringe areas; the Cultivators in this region have lower cultivation, making it easier for the The Ark to handle. The central region has high-level Cultivators; it is recommended that the The Ark upgrade to Lv10 before proceeding.]

Qin Lin read through the System's suggestion and agreed in his heart.

Go to the fringe areas first, find candidates with low cultivation and high comprehensive ratings, and take it slow.

Han Yurou ran over from the corridor, leaned on the back of Qin Lin's chair, and looked at the holographic screen.

"Brother Lin, is this the immortal cultivation world?"

Her voice carried an excitement of "finally arrived."

Qin Lin nodded.

"Are those people the ones you said meet the mission requirements?"

She pointed to the light spots on the screen.

Qin Lin nodded again.

Han Yurou tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Then are we going down to find them?"

"Yes."

The The Ark began to descend, passing through the clouds, through the atmosphere, and landed in a valley on the edge of the southern plains.

Unlike the previous valley, there were people in this one.

The scanning array showed that there was a small town not far from the The Ark, with about a few hundred people in the town.

Their condition was not very good; the System marked them with status tags like "stressed," "exhausted," and "Spiritual Power disorder."

They were living through the apocalypse.