Salatir clapped his hands in satisfaction, ignoring the undissipating alienation between the members of the group: "Hello everyone, I know that you all have your own positions, but we are not in our hometown, in this universe, we all have a common identity - a member of the Rare civilization. I know I'm not really a captain here, but I sincerely hope that we can put aside our differences for a while and work together for a common goal. ”

"The universe is beautiful, and the universe is dangerous. I've always wanted to die in a corner where no one has arrived, but I don't think you'll be willing to stay with me, will you? Salatir made a joke to liven up the atmosphere, "Then that's it, cooking class, serving!" ”

Xiao Yao and Xiao Ash glanced at each other, and said with interest: "This captain, he is not bad. ”

"She's wary enough." Ash winked in agreement, "It's just that if she's really sensible, she shouldn't be involved in this operation at all." ”

Xiao Yao nodded, he agreed with Xiao Ash's words - a truly sensible person would never die to personally participate in the excavation of the remains of the old gods. But he didn't say much this time, after all, there were too many idle people around him, and some things were too troublesome to explain.

The taste of Rare's food is very light, so Xiao Yao, who has a bit of a heavy taste, is a little uncomfortable, so he got up and left the table alone, intending to return to his post.

About your position...... Well, Xiao Yao has been avoiding thinking about this, because the position of Riel that he is currently replacing is a little embarrassing for him......

Well, he's a leading scholar in biological reproduction, and he's here to figure out how the old gods snapped......

Ahem, seriously, he's a member of the research team, and once the remains of the old gods are collected, he'll be in charge of studying how this terrifying creature reproduces.

"Well, anyway, I only know that the One is born from the Nameless Mist, and then I still don't know if the Nameless Mist is my father or my mother...... It is even possible that the gods of the old days did not have a gender at all. As for the reproduction of the gods of the old days...... I always feel that it is better not to know. Xiao Yao wandered slowly in the corridor, and since he really didn't want to stay in the personal room full of paintings of the reproductive organs of various creatures, he decided to leave

Out of the yo-yo corner.

As for that room...... Oh, it is said that he dressed up according to the interests and hobbies of the Riel he replaced, Xiao Yao now seriously suspects that he was arranged by the Messiah, allowing himself to replace a pervert who damaged his personality in this civilization backtrack......

"Hey, you're here too." There was a relatively crisp voice behind him.

Xiao Yao first judged it, feeling that this voice was like a woman, and then ...... Forgive him, he doesn't recognize the faces of Riel, what difference does it make!

"The universe is really beautiful, isn't it?" Lyel leaned on the window beside him in fascination, looking at the slowly spinning galaxy, "The breath of the star danced with long flames, the wandering star dragged its tail and swept by, and the black hole swallowed the streamer...... And those old days who are so powerful that we can imagine that even if they die here, they will be worth it. ”

Well, Xiao Yao now probably knows who Ruier is in front of him - there is probably no one else who makes such an unlucky statement.

"Captain, aren't you nervous?" Xiao Yao did a good job of hiding his face blindness just now, and leaned on the wall on the side casually, "We're about to come into contact with god-like creatures." ”

"Nervous, nervous, of course," Salatir admitted, "we've all seen the footage, and just watching the replay almost breaks down...... The gods of the old days, though they are only living beings, I have no doubt that they have the ability to resist an entire civilization. ”

Xiao Yao bowed slightly, he knew one thing very well - even if Saratil said so, she still underestimated the old gods. The old days were to humans what elephants were to ants, and the Rare civilization was the most powerful civilization he had ever seen, but the Rare were mere creatures, not gods.

Maybe civilization will eventually develop like a god, and maybe civilization will have the ability to slaughter the old days like domestic animals...... But the current Rare civilization is still far from that step.

"But what...... Now that you're here, fear is superfluous - the most important thing on the journey is to be happy! Fear of that kind of thing, leave it to courage to overcome! Captain Salatier smiled cheerfully, showing that she did not take the danger to heart at all.

After all, this starship condenses the top technology of the entire Rare civilization, end

All of them have the destructive power to completely destroy the planet's surface in an instant - this is also where the confidence of the Rare lies.

It's just a pity -

"Weakness is not an obstacle to survival, arrogance is."

"What did you say?" Saratir didn't hear Xiao Yao's words in human language clearly, and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing." Xiao Yao said with a decent smile, "It's just a hometown dialect for emotion." ”

What has happened, no one can return to the sky.

……

It was a strange star field.

Empty and dead, the stars were extinguished, the planets were shattered, pieces of asteroid-sized pieces of flesh were floating scattered, twisted tentacles growing on the scraps of flesh and hanging weakly, as if the pieces had tried to heal everything by re-assembling the tentacles, but they still failed, and these pieces of broken flesh occasionally collided with each other, making the layers of tentacles ripple.

The Rare starships were the size of the moon on the planet Kolo, but they seemed so small in the dead starfield, and many of the fragments of the old gods were larger than it.

It is only at this moment that ordinary people really see it...... What are gods...... What is the old days......

It is a greatness that no mortal can reach.

The mechanical arm that was so smooth that it reflected the stars in the sky slowly extended from the front of the spaceship, it was a device made of strong interaction materials, and a product similar to a neutron star that could not be destroyed by any conventional matter - Xiao Yao also saw it with his own eyes before he believed that this fictional product in "The Three-Body Problem" was really made by the Rarers!

Of course, Arrail can't mass-produce strong interaction materials as casually as plastics. However, the use of this sufficiently strong material is enough to show the importance that Arrail attaches to this mining operation.

It wasn't unclear that the Rare hadn't thought about putting on spacesuits and working directly in outer space to mine god-like biological tissue themselves—but the people who were sent out to spacewalk didn't stay long before they escaped in embarrassment, and after being examined by the medical team, their spirits almost collapsed.

Knowing that the corpses of the old gods possess a powerful corrosive psychic energy, the Rare quickly revise their plan - it is impossible for a machine to be corrupted by a spirit.