Outpost 103 is located in an unnamed star system in the Rim of the Empire, in the Oort cloud of a red sun.

At this time, the stationmaster was bored holding a glass of pure water, staring at the monitor while copingly, and swiping the holographic communicator at the same time, teasing the girl.

He had just graduated from an ordinary academy in the central galaxy of the Empire, and he had worked hard to get into the civil service, and he would be able to soar in the future, but fate played a merciless joke on him.

He was assigned to an outpost in the fringe sector as a station master. Despite the high compensation for working in a difficult area, he was truly disgusted.

The cold, silent edge of the galaxy doesn't even stop at the astral birds, let alone people. There are no flying cars, no bars, no virtual games, no girlfriends I met on campus, not even a decent meal, and I can only rely on nutritional mixtures to fill my stomach.

Every time the mushy nutrient mixture flowed down his throat, he felt a deep sadness that his youth had been wasted.

By the time the mission is over, maybe his girlfriend has broken up with him because of a different star relationship.

It's said to be an outpost, but it's more like a space prison for distributing prisoners!

He scoffed at the explanations of his superiors. Defending the Empire? Please, the Demacian Empire is the most powerful civilization in the known universe, invincible across the galaxy. Where is there any external enemy?

Reality is not science fiction, there will be fairies attacking. If the enemy is strong enough to wage a cross-river interstellar war, does it make a big difference between an outpost and a non-outpost?

"Sir, we've made a new discovery." A recruit ran over and cautiously reported to the commander who had been emotionally unstable lately.

"Got it, let's go." The stationmaster stared at the other party viciously - nothing to do!

According to the Empire's standard operating procedures, suspicious situations at the outpost must be handled by the station master himself, and the results of the handling must be archived.

Processors spend days studying the data and writing a long report. Even with the help of artificial intelligence, it is still not an easy task.

The stationmaster walked slowly to the main control panel, and after tapping the virtual screen, the outpost's main control intelligence immediately drew a waveform diagram.

He frowned, recognising at a glance what the waveform was.

Standard Type II gravitational wave signature, combined with a faint space warp, which is a flying wave left behind by a heavy nuclear warship when it is driven by curvature.

But this is not possible, no capital ships will be stationed in the fringe area, and there is not even a starport where they can defend themselves. The schedule also does not indicate that there will be warships cruising here in the near future.

Moreover, the data shows that the weight of the object that stirs the take-off wave is nearly three times that of an ordinary heavy nuclear warship, and twice as heavy as the latest capital ship.

This is presumably a metallic meteorite that was swept up in the space turbulence caused by the supernova explosion and entered a flying state.

The webmaster shook his head in disgust, picked up the original data map, and prepared to go back to the office to write a report.

The thermal induction gate opened automatically, and after the stationmaster walked out, he was stopped again: "Sir, the signal is getting stronger, it seems to be coming at us." ”

"Huh?" The stationmaster had to return to the main control panel, frowning at the rising energy readings.

Suddenly, a jet of light flashed outside the window, shaking all the sentinels present from opening their eyes. The sirens inside the outpost sounded all sorts of alarms!

【Warning! A massive unidentified object has been detected approaching! 】

【Warning! Abnormal gravity distortion detected! 】

【Warning! …………】

Although the AI immediately lowered the transparency of the nanoglass window with the help of an electronic reflection arc, the flying light cast into the main control room was still dazzling............ After waiting for the jet light to dissipate, the soldiers dared to slowly open their eyes, the bright light still floating in their retina.

All couldn't believe what they saw:

A huge battleship, an immensely large battleship hovering above them, a single main gun larger than their outpost, and the entire battleship was twice the size of the asteroid.

The battleship cast a terrifying shadow, and people still felt a suffocating sense of oppression from a distance of several kilometers.

The Demaxian Imperial soldiers in the outpost were dumbfounded, could this be the secret trial of the Empire's built capital ship.

The system maintainer, a military and sci-fi fan, excitedly shuddered and opened the outpost's telescope to take a closer look at the giant battleship:

Color paint, not a color commonly used in the Empire.

The superstructure, not the layout of the empire.

The appearance of the ship, not of the heavy nuclear fleet.

The ship does not have the coat of arms and the number of Demacia, only the symbol of a black hole.

The most terrifying thing is that this giant ship is clearly larger and more advanced than the Empire's newest capital ship, surpassing the Empire's technological level, and does not have an answering identification code.

The system maintainer's eyes widened slowly, and he exclaimed, "Oh no, the fairies have invaded the galaxy!" Quick, fire! ”

Upon hearing this, the weapon operator immediately typed in the code of the weapon system and prepared to activate the only two old light cannons in the outpost.

"Fools, I command you! Stop now! "Stand tall and drink.

"But, sir, we have the right to fire on unknown targets without warning."

"Fire? Stare your dog's eyes wide and take a good look! Will our toothpick cannon be able to penetrate the shields and armor of this giant ship? If you want to die, don't pull us. ”

"Do you know what it means to open fire? If the other party has no ill will towards us, or is just passing by. Then you could well detonate an interstellar war that shouldn't have happened! Kill billions of civilians! ”

"So, what then?" Hearing this, the people in the outpost were frightened, and they looked at the only one of them with a high degree of education, hoping that this well-informed core star domain person could come up with a solution.

"But...... Is it possible that there is a civilization with good intentions? "The system maintainer is still trying to make a case.

The stationmaster was angry and grabbed him by the collar directly: "You, and everyone!" Listen, the current situation only allows us to engage with each other as a civilization of good will, understand? ”

"What are you still doing in a daze, and report according to the process. Then activate the emergency procedures and report to the nearest cardinal general! ”

"Who is the nearest cardinal general?"

"Cain! We'll report back! ”

With these words, the stationmaster's back was already covered with cold sweat, and he carefully activated the searchlight on the platform at the top of the outpost. Switch the power supply at certain intervals.

"One, two, three."

"One, two, three, four."

After doing this, the stationmaster looked at the other party with a blank eye, waiting for a reply with antiquity.

"Sir~ Our communication system has been disrupted, and the signal can't be sent. The source of the interference is coming from above our heads. The communications officer reported in despair.

The stationmaster's heart fell to the bottom, and what happened in the next second rekindled his hope.

The giant ship replied, and its bow lights began to flicker on and off regularly, and the stationmaster couldn't help but count them:

"One, two, three, four, five."

Everyone at the outpost cheered - things were on the bright side.

Blue Feather, Blue Ice, and Lynn standing on the bridge also showed a smile of successful conspiracy - things are off to a good start.