10,000 years!

It is no wonder that the hard alloy that claims to be immortal for thousands of years has become what it looks like in front of us, and the energy supply of the Empire's latest "perpetual motion machine" to collect the gravitational pull of the planet is also facing depletion, and under the wear and tear of time, nothing is eternal.

If it weren't for unknown reasons, his personal pod was far less decaying than the rest of the equipment, and perhaps he would never have had a chance to wake up, and would have been reduced to a puddle of pus in a metal grave.

He froze and asked, "Determine your current position." ”

"The current world data does not match the known system data and cannot be determined...... Please...... Supplement...... The sound of the "energy ......" system became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared completely. The last bit of energy of the main energy machine could not withstand the consumption of a large amount of activity in the system, and finally it was depleted at this moment, and his only intact piece of equipment disappeared.

He frowned slightly, pondering the last sentence.

The current world data does not match the system data? What does that mean? Does it mean that he has escaped from the Empire's control of the star field, or is he in a no-man's land that is not marked on the world star map?

The first priority is to determine where you are.

He went through the cockpit and gear box again, because it had been too long to find anything useful. Even the super alloy that made the dragon's tooth and the barrel of the light night gun was completely turned into a pile of mud.

The only thing that remains intact is his uniform, a man-made fabric called "streamer", which has escaped the crush of time with his body under the protection of his personal cabin.

He gave up trying to find gear and began to move his body carefully until he made sure every joint was working properly before walking towards the glimmer in the distance.

Having just woken up from a 10,000-year slumber, his body was in a state of extreme weakness, and at this time, even a rebel miscellaneous soldier with only the most rudimentary reconstruction could kill him.

If it was a veteran who had undergone a first-level transformation, or even a second-level transformational commander, he might not even have a chance to escape.

He slowly approached the shimmer, and a steep passage appeared in front of him, sloping upwards, letting in a little light at the entrance of the cave. He tried to grasp the vine on the wall of the passage and climbed up, feeling that the vine was strong enough to bear his weight before he was ready to continue upward.

At this moment, a silver light suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw that on the arm of his uniform was a silver badge in the shape of a shield, on which an abstract pattern was constructed with special runes.

This is the emblem of the Dragoon Warband, they are not just simple markings, each badge is sealed with an energy shield, which is the last barrier to save life at a critical time.

As the captain of the Dragoon, his badge is even more special, made of quantum heavy silver, and the energy contained in it is enough to withstand the direct bombardment of the battleship's secondary guns.

At this moment, the color of the badge has changed from black and gray to silver, and it is obvious that after 10,000 years of time, the energy stored in it has long since dissipated. But this badge is special to him, and every evolution is a testimony to his military exploits.

He thought about it, tore off the dragoon badge, and put it away close to his body. Then he took off all the markings on his body that could identify the identity of the empire, buried them in the cracks in the cave wall, and then crawled towards the entrance of the passage.

It has been 10,000 years, and no empire in the history of mankind has been able to go through 10,000 years.

In the era when mankind officially stepped out of its home planet and embarked on the great exploration and development of interstellar exploration, the First Galactic Federation, which existed in the form of a loose alliance, only lasted for 2,000 years before falling apart.

Subsequently, in order to deal with the great enemy in the depths of the starry sky and the wave of separatism of the Terran race itself, the Second Galaxy Federation was officially established. This time it disintegrated again after less than a thousand years, and the empire was built on the ruins of the Second Galactic Federation.

10,000 years is too long, and the empire may have long since been annihilated in the dust of history.

In any case, most of what the current imperial status brings him is not convenience, but danger. Only the Dragoon Emblem is special, and the runes on it are said to be the work of the People of the Ruins, from a long time ago, and few people in the entire star field can understand it.

Prepared, he climbed all the way up the passage until he approached the entrance of the cave after a long time. With the last of his strength, he finally crawled out of the hole, and then collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

The body that has been dormant for tens of thousands of years is too weak.

Before he could recover a little, a girl suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Her dress was strange and primitive, her face was full of anxiety, she was shouting at him, waving desperately, but he couldn't hear a word.

Until this moment, he suddenly felt a wisp of chill penetrate deep into his bone marrow, and the cold hairs on his whole body stood on end. This was his natural instinct for danger, but he became much duller due to dormancy.

Almost immediately, he rose to his feet, reached for his waist, and was about to draw his sword and slash backwards. But he felt empty, and then he remembered that the dragon teeth that had accompanied him for many years had turned into mud.

Even without a weapon, he would not panic, exert force under his feet, and dodge to the side. But the moment he stepped on the ground, his legs suddenly weakened, and he couldn't use any strength at all, and then he only felt that his back was hit by a meteorite, and with a bang, the whole person flew up.

The moment he flew into the air, he saw where he was.

It's a jungle, but the grass and trees are extraordinarily tall, with huge trees over ten meters in diameter, and there seem to be even bigger ancient trees in the distance, with canopies that shade the sky. The ground was covered with long grass, and the blades of grass were higher than a person's head, and it was a little difficult to distinguish between grass and trees.

The hole he crawled out of was just below, and in this environment where everything was extraordinarily tall, it was like an anthill, inconspicuous.

As he fell to the ground, the earth suddenly began to shake, and with a roar, the ground collapsed layer by layer, and in an instant, a bottomless pit appeared.

At this moment, the girl's face suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the whole person seemed to be led sideways and flew away.

His eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

……

"Is he awake?"

"It doesn't seem to be yet."

"Keep an eye on him, there's been a lot of strange things lately, maybe he was sent by the Stinger."

"No way, I haven't seen him in the Stinger Tribe."

"Who knows if the Stinger Tribe has recruited new hunters. All in all, keep an eye on him! ”

A series of conversations reached his ears and were memorized until he slowly regained consciousness.

Huang Quan opened his eyes slightly, observing his surroundings through a slit, and at the same time moving his body with special techniques.

This is a secret method handed down by the Imperial Family, which can activate the body functions by moving the joints through subtle vibrations without causing changes in the surface of the body, so as to restore a certain degree of mobility.

At the beginning of the creation of this "first-line" secret method, it was to allow the people in the imperial family to regain a little mobility in any absolutely unfavorable situation, so as to resist or end their lives.

He tried his best to control the operation of the secret technique, activating his body point by point, and he didn't feel any secret techniques on his body that restrained the power, which was a good thing.

The bad thing is that after a long period of dormancy, his body is already in an extremely weak state, and if he returns to the Empire, I am afraid that even any small soldier in the Praetorian Guard will not be able to defeat him.

He lay in a very rudimentary-looking house, not even knowing if it could be called a house, a few naturally curved branches made of a frame, then tied together with rattan, and finally covered with huge blades of grass for the roof.

By imperial standards, such a thing was not even a shack.

However, he has been fighting for many years, and he has traveled all over the star fields, and he has seen and experienced all kinds of harsh environments, and this place is far from the worst.

At this moment, there was a sound of small footsteps outside the door, and he immediately slowed his breathing, closed his eyes, and pretended to be unconscious.

"Ah, you're awake?"