"Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

"Childhood memories are generally so deep that they go deep into the subconscious, and it is the game that has turned the ant complex in my heart into a conscious one."

"Hehe, you always have so many truths."

The jingle bell ......, and the class bell rang.

"I'll talk about it later, I've got something for you to see." By the time they said this, they had already walked into the classroom.

Oort Nebula, Zerg Expedition Team.

"Report to the Commander, the instance inventory is complete, complete." The voice of the assistant sounded in the voice of the commander's deep space suit.

"Report to the commander, the ship's module has been inspected, the damage rate is zero, and the completeness rate is 93%." This is a message from the engineer group (the Zerg do not have the position of engineer, and all the work engaged in operation and construction is done by the engineers in the army).

"93% completion? That is, there is a module missing? The commander floated over to the pile of "building blocks", and his mouthpiece spat out of his mouthpiece in amazement.

"Yes, the device detector shows that the weapon system is incomplete."

"Please be specific." The commander has approached the ship's scene: "Oh, let's pass the list directly." ”

"Okay."

A virtual screen appeared in front of the Commander's compound eyes, and several lines of cuneiform-like symbols were immediately displayed: Special Weapon Module Parameters Missing, including Planetary Magnetic Stormer, Tidal Wave Gun, Antimatter Crossbow, and High Energy Gravitational Lens.

Command: "Is the conventional weapons module working?" ”

"Normal, including mechanical weapons, chemical weapons, nuclear weapons, and biological weapons, the dwarf ghosts, are also unscathed."

"Let's hope that 0.5 light-years north of the Celestial Sphere awaits us a civilization below level 7, otherwise..." It suddenly remembered something and added, "Is the stealth module normal?" ”

"Scanning, please wait." After more than ten seconds: "The parameters are normal." ”

"Okay, please assemble it now."

"Yes!"

There was no air in space, not even the sound of mechanical operation, and the sappers danced around the geometric bodies as if they were a group of strangely shaped skeletons.

The wait was long, and the commander dialed the communication channel to the scout: "Is there a new discovery?" ”

Scouts are debugging a neutrino detector that uses a stream of particles from supernova explosions in distant galaxies to create a three-dimensional perspective of a target galaxy, and then merges the perspective of the six faces to get an immersive effect that is an order of magnitude more realistic than if we were looking at a blockbuster with four-dimensional eyes.

When the commander received the screenshot sent by the scout, he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so perfect, even some of the fragments separated by the impact are surrounded by the sixth orbit one by one, especially the blue star in the third orbit, even from the perspective of the gods, it can be said to be a masterpiece." If there is an intelligent race there, it should be on this blue planet. ”

"Commander, do you need any more data?" Scout asked.

"No, keep it a little mysterious, we'll be more motivated."

"Yes!"

Time is again stuck in waiting, and the ship is gradually taking shape.

The commander began to ponder another question, albeit in vain: how could those weapons be lost? Detector scans are never wrong, and the only explanation is that they entered subspace during the teleportation. The module's germination device and materials, although highly encapsulated, are non-stable substances, and perhaps the sine waves emitted by those things are coupled with the gravitational membrane formed by the stargate, causing cracks to appear in the pipes enclosed by the gravitational membrane, and the culprits then slip out of the three-dimensional space and run into the four-dimensional or higher. Fortunately, the individual and other objects were not missed, otherwise he would have really gone to see the gods in advance.

When the ship enters the detailed assembly stage, the commander's thinking seems to be unable to be retracted at once: what does non-three-dimensional space look like? Are there all kinds of ethnicities there, too? Will the subject be immediately torn apart or crushed into a point smaller than a layer of ash? When you conquer all the star fields, is it possible to continue to conquer subspace or parallel universes?

The Commander laughed, and it laughed at its own change, that it had become unrecognizable. Before, its only consideration was the Empress. The Empress's orders, the Empress's intentions, and even the Empress's mood. As long as he does the orders given by Empress Jikara, he is a competent military director and a successful individual. But now it's not at all satisfied.

It imagined the wonderful feeling of being on top of the universe, a feeling that nothing could replace, and it began to understand why the heirs of the royal family were killing each other for the throne, and it was mentally prepared. From this moment on, the whole new spiral arm is its, and it has to give its new world a name.

Let's call it Nikala, and every individual who breeds here in the future will be a citizen of Nikala, and I will be Nikala's first empress. It couldn't help but be excited by its thoughts, and the hormones in its body began to surge, as if it had an urge to go back to puberty.

"Commander, the ship is assembled, please come on board for testing." Its thoughts were pulled back to reality by a message from the engineer group on the communicator.