Seeing Connor's resistance to entering, the gatherers set an example and were the first to enter.

Eventually, after a moment of hesitation, Connor gritted his teeth and resisted his inner resistance, plunging headlong into the flesh cavity, or rather, being swallowed by the flesh cavity.

Connor could feel a familiar squeeze as he was squeezed into a soft cavity made of flesh, like the internal organs of some kind of organism, and Connor could even see the tiny blood vessels on the flesh walls.

"This is a landing ship? Where is the operator's station? ”

Shocked and horrified, Connor was relieved to see several gatherers who were also in the cavity, and asked them about the situation.

"Console? We amoebas don't have that kind of thing. ”

As the collector answered, the cavity began to be injected with some sort of fluid gel.

"What are these?!"

Unfamiliar things are always frightening, especially those that don't look good, Connor screamed in alarm, and the gatherers told not to be surprised.

"Don't be nervous, these are buffers, and when filled, they solidify into a gel, which can act as a buffer when landing."

"Buffer?"

Connor was stunned, unable to understand what the gatherers meant, why the buffer? Didn't the landing spacecraft rely on reverse propulsion to achieve landing?

The gatherers didn't bother to explain this, as there was no need to explain, and soon, Connor knew why their planet landing needed a buffer.

The flesh cavity is actually a spherical structure with a hard outer shell and a soft inner wall, which is spit directly into the dwarf planet by cosmic organisms after being filled with buffer.

Across tens of thousands of kilometers of the void environment, the sphere is wrapped in the kinetic energy that was originally spit out and the acceleration provided by the gravitational potential energy of the dwarf planet, hitting the surface of the planet like a meteorite, forming a crater with a scale radius of several hundred meters.

The orb was torn open from the inside by the Collectors with their limbs, and with the help of buffer, the Gatherers and Connor the Los Angeles arrived on the surface of the dwarf planet intact.

"It's so barbaric, it's so barbaric! I can't believe that I thought you were a high-tech civilization! ”

Connor looked at the gatherers with trepidation, and his knowledge of amoeba was refreshed again and again.

To the gatherers, it was a successful landing, but Connor didn't, and he thought it was a walk out of the door.

He is a little confused now, whether this amoeba civilization is very high-tech or very low-tech, they can achieve large-scale light-grade interstellar voyages, colonize star systems within hundreds of light-years, and the technical level is undoubtedly very high.

But why didn't there even be a reverse buffer landing!

"It's the fastest way to land a planet."

"The fastest way to send you to death!"

Connor replied angrily, there is radio communication equipment in the spacesuit that can communicate in a vacuum environment, and the collectors have copied it in a complete set, even the electronic equipment of the spacesuit has been copied, and the collectors only need to access a frequency band with the spacesuit equipment to achieve radio communication.

"We don't want to refute this, because this is indeed a landing method used to send death, and when we were at war with the Serenes, we took into account the aspect of planetary landing operations, so we designed this way to carry out planetary landing."

Another gatherer took over.

"However, the intensity of the war was raised to the point where we could not have imagined, and low-level combat methods such as planetary landing were not put into practice in the end."

While chatting first, they walked all the way in the direction of the dwarf planet to the North Pole, and in the low gravity environment, it was not easy to get tired when walking, and after walking about twenty or thirty kilometers, the gatherers were finally about to reach their destination.

"The place we're going to is right in front, let's go, we'll take you to see the evidence."

Arriving at the obelisk, which had been discovered by the first ones, Connor lost his mind.

"Monument of True Truth?!"

Connor cried out in a lost voice, anxiously trying to close the distance between himself and the obelisk, and several times he almost didn't fall due to the low gravity environment.

Approaching the obelisk, his trembling hand touching the obelisk through the spacesuit, his mood was so complicated that it was difficult to express in words, both excitement and sadness, this was the closest distance between him and his own civilization.

"If we're not mistaken, this obelisk was placed on the moon of your home planet by you, right?"

"Why do you know?"

"Because the dwarf planet under your feet was originally the moon of your home planet, and after the planet exploded, the planet that orbited your home star deorbited and went straight to this second orbit."

The Gatherer explained to Connor the origin of the dwarf planet in its second orbit.

"You did it?"

"Why are we doing this? If you really plan to do this, will you still be able to communicate with me as you are now? ”

There was silence for a long time, and Connor's voice trembled slightly.

"Can you give me a bottle of poison? The kind that is not unpleasant. ”

"You want to kill yourself?"

"I'm already a poor person who is completely homeless, can you of Amoeba have mercy on me and fulfill my insignificant request."

Instead of refusing or acceding to Connor the Lokton's request, the gatherers asked him a question.

"Of course it's easy to die, but don't you wonder why your civilization's home planet exploded?"

"What's the use of knowing? My civilization no longer exists. ”

Connor is already dead, imagine what kind of sorrow it will be when you are the only one left in the whole civilization, you will gradually lose yourself in endless loneliness and longing, and when you are about to die, no one will feel sorry for your loss, there will be nothingness.

After you disappeared as the last creature of your own civilization, the civilization to which you belonged died in the universe in the true sense.

"You can't do anything with this lost soul, the destruction of the planet is not necessarily the destruction of civilization, the basic unit of civilization is a large number of intelligent species individuals, and these individuals can be transferred, although we have no evidence to confirm it, but there is no evidence to falsify the possibility of the Luo civilization escaping from this star system."

"You, you mean"

Connor's emotions were stirred by the Gatherer's words, and he gradually revived.

"We're just saying it's possible, and since we can't give an exact value, why not try to believe in a better result?"

"By helping us, you're helping yourself."

After a moment of silence, Connor finally agreed to the gatherers' request.

"Well, how can I help you? But how can I help you? I don't know much. ”