It's finally time to leave.

Standing in the command room, looking at the Requiem Star not far away, Fang Zheng also sighed a little reluctantly. It has been almost two months since he came to this world, and in the past two months, Fang Zheng has almost asked his subordinates to go through all the things left by the forerunners, everything that can be taken away, all the records that can be recorded, and all the collections that can be collected.

This journey to the cosmic world is the most rewarding for Founder, but it is also the most consumed. The Dimensional Points consumed by hundreds of Sea Mist Battleships in this world were calculated in tens of thousands almost every day, not to mention that in order to collect the Forerunner's manufacturing plant and mantle Advent before, Fang Zheng had spent almost half of the dimensional points he had stored.

Originally, according to Fang Zheng's idea, he also wanted to put away the Requiem Star, but this thing was indeed too expensive, and the dimensional points in Fang Zheng's hand were not enough to absorb such a planet, so Fang Zheng had to settle for the next best thing and received a small "halo".

At this time, the dimensional points that could be used in Fang Zheng's hand were basically used up, and only the last part of the emergency points reserved in order to deal with various situations remained, and this part of the dimensional points Fang Zheng would never move unless it was absolutely necessary. Although in terms of quantity, as long as this part of the points is used, Founder will still be able to take in the shield world by taking a gamble. But Fang Zheng is not a gambler, only when he has food in his hand can he not panic, it is cool to spend it all, but if something happens, it will be really blind.

As for what's next.........

Fang Zheng glanced at Requiem again, then withdrew his gaze, and then he reached out.

"Tell me!"

With Fang Zheng's call, the angel who was enough to change everything in the world resurfaced, slowly fell into Fang Zheng's hands, and then quietly opened it. Then Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, picked up the quill, looked at the blank page in front of him and pondered for a while, and then began to write slowly on it.........

At the same time, in the middle of the galaxy, the missionaries were already jumping in anger.

He never imagined that his luck would be so bad.

Initially, the missionaries plan to travel to the Realm, but they are confronted by a particle storm......... Well, this is a natural phenomenon in the universe, like a tornado, although rare but occasionally happens, the same thing happened during the Forerunner period, and you can't reason with it when you encounter it, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

Then because of the forcible interruption of the jump, he and his fleet were thrown into a completely strange and unusually barren place where birds don't.........

This is also Fang Zheng's intention, but he knows that after many accidents, the protagonist will fall off the cliff or something, and then get martial arts cheats, such as Jiuyang Shengong, Dugu Jiujian, etc., don't they all come like this?

Judging from the records, this missionary also has a leading role, Fang Zheng doesn't dare to really let him go in the way of the precursor YY, in case he really gets some pioneer relics like what is written in the document, he won't get away with it?

The Milky Way is much bigger than you think, and an unexplored place can be tricky even for the Precursors. The missionary tossed and turned for days, but there was no progress, and not only that, but his luck was getting worse and worse to the missionary's anger.

First of all, he encountered a meteor group that is rare in a hundred years, and the entire fleet was smashed by the roaring meteors, but fortunately, the forerunner and the Star Alliance have developed technology, otherwise they would have been stoned to death.

And before they could recover their strength, they encountered another explosion of solar particles, and seeing that something was wrong, the missionary immediately started to jump again, left this land of right and wrong, and then ......... And then they almost got swept into a black hole.

After this series of blows, the number of Star Covenant warships that followed the forerunners decreased again, and now there are only two or three lonely kittens left. It was also thanks to the strong faith of these Covenant soldiers that they even thought that this was a test they had to endure on their "great journey", otherwise there would not be a single one of the missionaries who could use them.

But where can the missionaries stand this anger!

"What the hell is going on!"

He walked up and down the deck angrily, roaring and roaring, the missionary never imagined that his plan would go so badly, although he had been through many battles and faced more difficult situations than this, but all this still made the missionary feel extremely angry.

And just when the missionary was furious, suddenly, the voice of the mechanical servant sounded.

"A historical star map has been detected, and a jump route is being determined."

"What? Got it? ”

Hearing the Robo's report, the missionary was overjoyed, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at the podium, where he soon saw that the star map on the screen was automatically setting its bearing.

He's finally come to the end of his life!

"Very good, set the destination to ......... immediately"

As he spoke, the missionary strode towards the podium, and then, at this moment, his left foot suddenly tripped over his right foot, and with a "bang", the missionary fell headlong on the deck——— and then did not react.

“…………… Please give the order. ”

The Artificial Intelligence Servant did not notice any change, and still mechanically asked for orders.

Yet the missionary remained on the ground, motionless.

“……… Command, Commander. ”

The Artificial Servant repeated it again, but the missionary still did not respond.

He's dead.

It's as simple as that.

Looking at the handwriting that appeared on the "Confession Chapter", Fang Zheng sighed, he turned the quill in his hand, and then took the "Confession" back again.

It seems that between the science fiction world and the magic world, it is not easy to say who will be stronger.

If you want to talk purely about power, then the science fiction world must have the absolute upper hand, the forerunners, the Star Alliance, they all have the ability to completely destroy a planet. In the Overworld, a single Forerunner flagship can completely blow up the Overworld planet to pieces.

So isn't the slash-and-burn magical civilization of the Overworld powerless to fight back at all?

From the immediate point of view, this is clearly not the case.

The Confession cannot affect the existence of the legendary level or higher in the Overworld, but here, it can easily and unreasonably kill a forerunner thousands of miles away, under the protection of a heavy army, and no one can tell who did it. Because it was caused by an accidental fall............ Anyway, if someone were to perform an autopsy on a missionary, it would only conclude that the deceased had been under tremendous stress and in very poor physical condition, because of an unexpected shock.........

Saying a thousand things and ten thousand has nothing to do with murder, and dying is an accidental death.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng also sighed, the class differentiation of magical civilization that focuses on individual strength has led to a low level of civilization, but the scientific and technological civilization that focuses on overall strength lacks a strong person who can make a final decision. But if you think about it, if you can cultivate a walking humanoid nuclear bomb, why do you need to go to great lengths to research it?

But now, the mission is over.

Looking at the system prompt in front of him, Fang Zheng nodded, and then he looked at Nimfu.

"Nimfu, pack up the information we put together earlier and send it to Master Chief as a small gift for him before leaving."

Although Fang Zheng took his ship mother to loot most of the Precursor ruins in the galaxy, basically what he took was scientific research materials and knowledge, which could be copied. Therefore, Fang Zheng did not say that he would not leave meat for the humans of this world to eat. Not only that, but he also specially asked Nimfu to draw a star map, which pointed out the location of all the shield worlds and auras that Nimfu had detected, and also clearly showed those areas where the flood demons were imprisoned as a warning, anyway, Fang Zheng thought that what he should do was done, if the UNSC himself died......... It's not about you, is it?

"Data transferred, master."

Hearing Fang Zheng's order, Nimfu also quickly clicked on the personal terminal, and then quickly completed the task, and then said to Fang Zheng, while Fang Zheng nodded, and then waved his hand suddenly.

"Let's go, let's go home!"

At this time, the countdown to the end of the task on the system also re-zeroed.