The splash in his eyes disappeared before he could come out.

Samon has never been a sentimental person, never has been.

Alone, supported for so long.

Wake up from deep dormancy, look for the "Boat of Life", and then move it to the "Morning Star Federation" star field with the most suitable distance and environment, and finally the people will be born in large numbers.

Throughout the process, Samon didn't know how much pressure he was under.

There will be no second person who will know but himself.

Now, everything is moving towards the best expected.

The transformation of the living planet is almost complete, and three million people have moved to the base that has been established on the surface of the planet.

And out of these three million people, more than 1 in 10 have already demonstrated excellent natural abilities in different fields.

Samon, who has been tired for a long time, has shown such mood swings for the first time.

Come fast, go faster.

Not expecting any answer from Nemo, Samon turned around after saying that.

The alarm lights were still flashing, and he had something to attend to again.

He also knew what this siren light meant, so he wasn't in a hurry just now.

All the surveillance images on the huge light screen dissipated like stars, and were replaced by the pitch black of space.

In the dark and icy void, a fleet is suspended.

The numerical values marked in the corner of the picture clearly indicate the position of the fleet, the middle of the interstellar medium region of the Optical Angle Star System.

"Inform them that only one transport ship can come."

"Any other type of warship approaches, it will be destroyed."

"Also, I'll wait for them at Star One Base."

Pressing the communication button, Samon said in a calm tone.

"Understood, Leader."

Immediately a voice responded.

Turning off the light screen, Samon stood up and walked outside.

As he approached the hatch, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "How are they doing?" ”

Nemo naturally knew what Samon was asking, and immediately responded: "It's still like that, the little one goes crazy every once in a while, but fortunately it listens to the mother beast." ”

Nodding, Samon didn't say anything more and strode towards the hatch.

Seeing that the automatic hatch was about to close, Nemo struggled to follow.

After a moment's hesitation, it whispered, "I don't understand, chief, what are they for?" ”

"Whether it's useful or not, you'll find out later."

"Nemo, you're doing a great job."

"Don't let the great despair be, if it is desperate, it will die."

"It's going to die, and the little ones will definitely fight hard, and if they don't get it right, they'll die."

"In that case, it's useless."

"So, as always, get in touch with them from time to time."

"You can also make up some lies to say that alien civilizations are starting to appear frequently in this star field."

"Remember, don't let it despair, let it see hope."

Smiling, Samon left.

Nemo was dumbfounded, looking at Samon's back in the distance, it opened its mouth and said nothing.

"Don't tell the boss that I really like to talk to her."

"Well, actually, I deceived her."

"If I hadn't misled her, the boss wouldn't have been able to wake up from a deep sleep, and I wouldn't have been able to activate the system myself."

"At the end of the day, it's all my fault......"

Thinking to himself, Nemo suddenly became proud.

The fat tentacles were used as legs, and it struggled to swing its tentacles to chase after Samon.

The "Celestial Star Clan" is here, and it wants to know how Samon will negotiate with them.

"At the very least, we'll have a little more to talk about when we meet them."

With this in mind, Nemo sped up and chased after Samon.

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"Are you sure it's just us going?"

Just as Nemo and Samon boarded the craft and left the "Boat of Life" to fly to a planet not far away, in the distant interstellar media region, in the mothership of the "Star Spirit Clan" fleet that had just arrived here, Rex looked at the old man behind him in amazement.

Compared to humans, the skin of the "Star Spirit Clan" is inherently rough.

And this old man, even if his face is seen by more "Star Spirit Clan" people, he may be regarded as "ghost".

"Ghost" is actually the existence of "ghost" or "fierce ghost" and "ghost" in human cognition.

The skin on the face is layered and full of folds.

The old man looked like a candle in the wind, trembling and threatening to breathe at any moment.

"We just go and listen."

"Me and you, two more people are enough."

"It's not to go to war, what's the point of going to dozens or hundreds?"

As he spoke, the old man started the self-service hovercar and floated towards the miniature transport ship not far away.

After thinking about it, Rex gave up his intention to persuade the "Prophet" and immediately followed.

"Actually, the prophet is right."

"We're just going to see and listen, and we may not even be qualified to negotiate."

"So, go to so many people and do what."

With some sadness in his heart, Rex waved his hand at the group of "magistrates" and "Templars" not far away.

After the hatch closed, the miniature transport ship slowly flew up and quickly accelerated away after leaving the mothership.

"Rex, use your ears more and speak less."

"You are the foreign affairs commissioner of the Star Spirit Clan, and you have always been responsible for the Star Spirit Clan's external affairs."

"The Sarnagars are different from the Morning Star Federation, so you have to be patient even if they say or do anything."

"What those people in the Morning Star Federation used to look like in front of you, now you should be like in front of the Sarnagars."

Eyes looked away from the lookout window, and the "Prophet" looked at Rex and said slowly.

"Don't worry, I know."

Rex replied.

Seeing that the "Prophet" turned his head again and looked at the distorted scene outside the lookout window, Rex hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Prophet, what do you think they will do when they invite us this time?" ”

Of course, the question can be replaced by "Did you see some early through prophetic powers?"

It's just that Rex is used to a more tactful tone, and he, like many other people, doesn't want the Prophet to use his unique abilities too much.

Every time this ability is used, it consumes the life of the "prophet".

And now, they don't want to lose their unique and vital "prophet".

"Don't worry, the pictures I saw during the previous prophecy are enough to exhaust my energy to analyze them slowly."

"So, until the critical moment, I won't exercise my ability anymore."

"As for this time, Rex, if you think about it, it's not hard to guess what they're looking for us."

"Prophet," said slowly.

"It's not hard to guess ......"

Rex frowned and muttered.

The strength is not very strong, but Rex, who has an absolutely high intelligence, suddenly flashed a spiritual light in his mind, and he said with some uncertainty: "Morning Star Federation? ”

The "prophet" did not speak, but nodded.