70: Chapter 70 Arrival at the Remains of a Space Battlefield of an Advanced Civilization

Chu Xingyang's Consciousness Projection arrived at the battlefield ruins search fleet, with the "divine might" as the flagship.

Because it was a journey of over 9,000 light-years and 30 years long, the crew members all had to spend it in sleep pods.

At this moment, the fleet had just left the Three-Spiral Galaxy System, and Xiliu on the "divine might" had already been on duty alone for nearly 18 years.

In the first few years, he seemed to develop an interest in games. As an Android, he could always spot the shortest shortcut to clear a level at a glance.

As a result, he dominated the top spots of thousands of Blue Star game leaderboards, becoming the invincible legend in the mouths of those gamers.

But not long after, Xiliu abandoned games, because he could not derive a sense of achievement or pleasure from games that were also just running programs.

For the next dozen years or so, he repeated the same things every day: checking the starship and wandering around.

Occasionally, he would stand for a long time in front of Yu Lan's transparent sleep pod, gazing with a faint hint of confusion in his eyes.

When he truly had nothing to do, he would watch videos of the Divine Music Troupe, composed of Music Persons from Blue Star, performing.

Then he would start singing the Hymns of God, completely off-key.

Chu Xingyang truly couldn't stand it anymore and had to manifest, laughing loudly: "Stop singing, you Androids really don't have a single musical bone in your bodies."

Xiliu immediately ran over and knelt down: "great deity, you have finally returned. Just a moment ago, Tu Kulei sent a message saying they had taken two star systems, one triple-star and one binary-star system."

"However, I guess you probably already knew."

A rare gleam appeared in his eyes.

Chu Xingyang looked around the silent interior of the starship and asked slowly: "You have been here alone for eighteen years; have you felt lonely?"

"Reporting to the great deity, we Androids cannot perceive such emotions. However, this is the first time I have gone such a long time without being given a single order, so I am indeed not used to it."

Xiliu raised his head: "great deity, please give me a task."

Chu Xingyang nodded: "Make me a hot drink, make it strong."

After saying this, he projected his consciousness onto other starships, observing the other ten personnel on duty.

Because the Advanced Civilization battlefield ruins were a vast area with a diameter of 1 light-year.

In order to collect valuable items.

Besides the flagship "divine might", ten other star-class starships were participating in this mission.

It seemed that because it was the first time Blue Star humans were using sleep pods to carry out long-term missions, even though the rotating duty personnel on other starships were on three-year terms.

There were still many who showed extreme maladaptation.

Those who were fitness enthusiasts, movie buffs, or bookworms were actually better off, as they were often immersed in their own worlds anyway.

The others were not doing so well.

A beautiful girl would often curl up, hugging her legs tightly, shivering and crying, as she was the only one awake in the vast starship cabin.

No one had spoken a word to her for over two years.

Another young man would carefully browse through the sleep pods where young women were lying.

When he encountered a young and beautiful one, he would stop beside it, stroking the transparent cabin door with one hand and performing a reciprocating motion with the other.

After finishing, he would kneel on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and repent: "Great and merciful Xingyang God, please forgive this sinful person. I am entangled in desire, I deserve to die. I beg you, in your mercy, to forgive me."

Chu Xingyang frowned, thinking, how am I supposed to forgive you? It's been two and a half years, and you do this every single day.

But if I get rid of you for this nonsense, I'll have to find another person for duty. Forget it, I'll just pretend I didn't see it.

Returning to the "divine might" again, he drank his hot drink, tilted his head, and asked the Android beside him: "Do you think it's a bit too long to let an ordinary human live alone for three years? It seems all living beings feel lonely."

Xiliu was silent for a moment and answered truthfully: "great deity, although I was born from an artificial intelligence like the main brain, I myself have never served humans, and I don't have their data..."

Chu Xingyang nodded: "Then let's try changing it to two and a half or two years in the future."

Twelve years passed in the blink of an eye.

After all, they had received professional training; not a single one of the one hundred rotating personnel suffered from mental breakdown or failed to complete their tasks.

In Xingyang Calendar year 326, the fleet finally arrived at the periphery of the space battlefield ruins, and the 11 starships jumped out of superluminal speed simultaneously.

As promised, Xiliu was the first to open the sleep pod of the vice captain, Yu Lan.

Amidst the swirling mist, the still-weak Yu Lan, naked, hung half-off Xiliu, playfully saying: "Long time no see. You've worked hard these thirty years. Quickly tell me some good news to help me perk up."

"Xingyang Civilization is now a civilization spanning 8 star systems, possessing 16 stars. Also, we will reach the destination of this mission in five more days of sailing!"

Two days later, all personnel were back at their posts, and the starship, which had been incomparably desolate for thirty years, was suddenly bustling with noise and excitement, shoulder to shoulder.

Everyone, having woken up from the sleep pods for the first time, described their feelings with excitement on their faces.

Of course, some also looked sad: "Sixty years for the round trip; by the time I go back, my son will be seventy years old. It's really hard to imagine the scene of a father and son reuniting."

Someone nearby comforted him: "The Xingyang God is above; we are all striving for the Xingyang Civilization. Your son will understand."

The Helmsman Tang Ling's voice came with confusion at this moment: "Isn't there still a three-day voyage before we reach the battlefield ruins? But why can we already see broken-down warships and spaceship wreckage on the flight path?"

Chu Xingyang, incarnated as a bishop, looked at the scattered fragments in the vast space, pondered for a moment, and said: "They must have been destroyed and wrecked by weapons inside the ruins."

Everyone was shocked: "That abandoned battlefield from who knows how many years ago actually still has functioning weapons?"

The 11 starships immediately activated long-range scanning.

Soon, Yu Lan initiated communication with the entire fleet: "This mission is not a simple search and salvage mission. Although that great war ended long ago, some of the weapons inside, which we cannot understand, are still in a defensive phase."

"In their friend-or-foe identification system, it is highly probable that they will only recognize their own kind. So we must be extra careful!"