It's a dream.

……

Once upon a time, there was such a thing in the distant galaxy.

[Finally breaking through this technology, our cutting-edge and delicate engineering can reach this point, and everyone present has contributed a lot!] 】

[Quick, add a program to it!] 】

The dream was accompanied by excited words that I don't know who it was.

A faint stream of tachyons swept over the gray "fine sand".

After a few seconds, the sand trembled as if it were alive. Then, as if there had been a silent explosion, the perfect cone of fine sand that had been piled up on the platform instantly flew apart, and was once again arranged in the air into a "gaseous" cube that was only faintly visible to the naked eye, which happened to envelop the two piles of materials piled up on the platform.

Then, in less than half a second, the two piles of materials disappeared in front of the eyes of the dozen or so creatures, replaced by something like four tripods floating in the air in pairs and twos.

A gray-green ball of light lit up out of thin air between the two devices, looking as dim as an unrepaired light bulb.

[Look, Führer, this is the latest achievement of applied nanomachinery...]

Outside the platform, the chief scientist was at the front of his team, proudly introducing the results in front of him to the Führer.

Seeing this, the Führer stared intently at the two star gates in the venue--a super-super-super-super-miniature version.

[This is the real nanobot technology!] They are made entirely of atoms and are successfully equipped with advanced intelligent programs, which will be a new scientific revolution for our empire! 】

The chief scientist shouted excitedly, their voices were extremely noisy, making people feel deafening!

[Stop.] The Führer waved his hand, and then asked, "When will this achievement be used for our cause?" 】

[Rest easy, my Führer. 】

The chief scientist said with a respectful face, and he looked at the green light clusters in the center of the gray light on the platform with a hopeful face: [Although we have made results now, it will take some engineering time to study the method of suppressing the quantum fluctuations in these things to a safe level, and it will take about a few months, and after the completion of these new nanomachines named Nadisha, they can be used safely. Of course, it must be used in accordance with safety norms to be called safe. 】

[Well, what's the danger of not following the norms? 】

[Actually... It's not a norm, according to the field of quantum mechanics, quantum fluctuations have infinite possibilities, it is extremely uncontrollable, so what will happen, we don't know, but you can rest assured, science must be rigorous, generally speaking, no matter how it changes at the micro level, even if it seems to violate the law of conservation of energy, but at the macro level, this effect does not exist. 】

After listening to this, the Führer summed up in his heart the gains and losses of this budget.

Perhaps, you can be faster, we need efficiency, not saving. 】

……

The dream began to shift, and its vision gradually increased, and finally it came to the depths of a starry sky.

……

[three...]

[two...]

[a... Initiate! 】

I heard the sound in my ears.

At the edge of the stellar gravity well, two tripod-like things floated silently opposite each other, like their two predecessors.

Then, hundreds of millions of citizens of the Deinu Concord Kingdom witnessed the scene through optical images collected by ships.

A gray-green ball of light lit up out of thin air between the two devices, looking as dim as an unrepaired light bulb.

However, the stargate that cannot be seen in the screen has the size of half an asteroid in each half of the device, and the gray-green light ball in the middle is a passage that links the other side of the galaxy and another stargate through an artificial wormhole. It can accommodate hundreds of ships at once, completely ignoring the speed of light, and shuttles back and forth between the two ends of the galaxy.

And what helped Concord accomplish this feat in a matter of years was the latest technological achievement of Concord as both an "architect" and a "building material".

And the nanobot mothership, also built by No. 42, is now heading towards the galaxy. Whenever it reaches a target system, the mothership will automatically disintegrate into mechanical clouds, automatically collect materials from the system, and then build a stargate. These motherships are equipped with powerful arcs of energy that can ignore any shields and armor and pour devastating chaotic energy into the ant-hungry ships themselves.

those self-proclaimed powerful military and political empires; Gubu's self-proclaimed empire of preservers, empires of observers; a mechanical civilization that doesn't know what to protect; and the so-called Guardian Empire, which guards a ruined planet, are not aware of the greatness of this ship.

Looking at the stargate on the screen, the Führer's face was full of excitement, and a flush appeared on his aged face.

He silently imagined, imagining the future where the warship conquered all directions, and the people broke through this cage-like star field, and roamed in this galaxy...

On a nanobot mothership in the galaxy, no one noticed that a small cloud of Nadisha's quantum fluctuations had crossed the safety threshold at this time.

……

The dream has quietly shifted again-

……

Dada-da

Dada-da

[Führer, get on the spaceship and get out of here!] That ship uses subspace navigation, and those machines can't catch up with you, so it's fast-]

In front of you is the hope of escape, and behind you is the city shrouded in clouds.

The Führer's eyes turned behind him, and the city slowly melted in front of his eyes like a dream, turning into more nanomachines...

And in the untransformed city, earth-shattering explosions are still ringing again and again. Even at this distance, the Führer could still see the gray and blue bodies firing at each other and fighting hand-to-hand in the city, while more gray bodies were crushing and stamping in all directions. The lasers fired are absolutely specular and they are freely reassembled, instantly completing the ship's zero-element armor-like structure.

And the artillery shells and missiles launched are swallowed up into clouds and mist in flight, and even the high temperature of tactical hydrogen bombs seems to have no way to destroy these invisible guys who can freely reassemble into various structures.

Whoop... Rumble!

Inside the escape pod, the secretary looked anxiously at the old man in front of him who refused to move.

[Führer, let's hurry up! If you don't leave, you won't...]

Rumble!

Six gray tornadoes emerged from the ground, sealing off the tarmac completely.

Under this apocalyptic vision, the Führer sighed softly.

[Are you sure all "Nadisha" has been recalled?] 】

The secretary, who was already in complete despair, did not seem to hear the Führer's question at all, but was only trembling vigorously.

The Führer sighed again and punched the secretary in the face.

[It doesn't have to be this way, Führer. A holographic projection appeared in front of him, and although it was already in shape, the Führer recognized it, it was the Chief Scientific Officer.

[Through our back door, No. 42 in the galaxy has all returned to the L-star cluster, and the stargate has been completely destroyed. 】

【… Führer, we have managed to seal them here with us. 】

Six gray storms slowly made their way towards the center of the tarmac, each ship that passed by melted in less than half a minute, and the citizens in it or not in it were reduced to skeletons in less than half a second, and then reduced to fly ashes, which were disintegrated and assimilated into "them".

The Führer's gaze remained calm, as if he could not see the approaching storm around him.

In the sky, it seemed that a huge warship far surpassed any style in the empire.

[Are there any contacts with other planets?] 】

[I don't know... We've been cut off from the outside world. In this way, even if No. 42 is really capable of going out, they will not know their specific location. 】

[That's right. 】

[Führer, leave quickly, the storm is about to hit you...]

The Führer raised his hand and fired a shot, shattering the projection device.

[Does this country still need me?] Now, I don't even have a planet I can control. 】

After the Führer finished speaking, he looked at the sky, the incomparably large battleship.

So, let me see what you are. 】

[If you want me to say, you should be conscious, right?] 】

The gray storm surrounded the Führer and his ship, but did not continue on.

Then the Führer heard the radio waves coming from the storm.

At your direction, build the stargate.

[Sure enough, it shouldn't have been... Forget it, that's really far from efficient, and if the norms come, I shouldn't be able to reach the nearby galaxy in my lifetime. 】

Since the basic materials that make up nanomachinery are atoms, the disordered quantum fluctuations themselves have brought considerable difficulties to the research and development of nanomachines, and it will take thousands of times more time for the empire to regulate such fluctuations.

Scientists have miscalculated, believing that the possibility of quantum fluctuations at the microscopic level is unlikely to affect the macroscopic level.

But in fact, the number of nanobots is large enough, and not only that, but the possibility of this confusion and disorder is as terrifying as fission.

A machine insanity will be passed on to ten, ten to hundred, and by the time it is discovered, the whole insanity is almost too late, but who can see the insanity of an atomic-level machine...

The changes in quantum fluctuations at the microscopic level eventually changed from quantitative to qualitative, it's, no, they broke through the microscopic level to the macroscopic!

At your direction, build the stargate.

The gray storm repeated this strange radio wave, enveloping it upwards, melting all matter in an instant...

At your direction, build the stargate.

At your direction, build the stargate.

At your direction, build the stargate.

In the midst of countless noisy sounds, the dream began to change again.

……

On a planet that is half steel, half lush, the Concord of Deinu is waking up to a new sunrise.

On the streets, people pushed open the doors at the same moment, with happy smiles on their faces, greeting others in sight. A flock of birds flew by at this time, and the melodious birdsong made people feel the motivation for a new day.

In the factory, the workers who had been stationary are now in motion, operating the machines in unison, producing nano-machine conductors that will be transported into space in preparation for the construction of new stargates.

The suspended river flowed, and several fishermen rose out of the cavity under the mud, walked to the river, sat down at a certain distance, and at the same time shook the rod ...

The children's park opened its doors and the children walked in with neat steps...

School...

Downtown...

Academy...

The Consulate...

Barrack...

Farm...

In space, Gate 20005 was completed. At this point, everyone on the ground raised their heads and looked at this place that was impossible to see from the ground.

Two devices the size of an asteroid float silently, just like their 20,004 predecessors.

Didn't start.

Stargate 20005 was not successfully activated, ready for repair...

Stargate 20005 enters the construction queue...

At your direction, build a stargate...

Build a Star ——————————?

Enough time has arisen for a new confusion to arise again, and it now raises new questions.

Everything that was originally turned into gray powder.

On the ground, all the people, buildings, flowers, grass, and everything turned into gray clouds in an instant.

Goal: Build a stargate.

Stargate Construction: Failed.

Why failed?

"Why" is...

"Yes" is...

Be.?

……

……

It seems that another unknown amount of time has passed, and the nanobots are in confusion again and again, like a delirious person imprisoned in the eternal prison in this star field.

Over here... Is it the capital of the past?

The gray-green dragon looked at the sun in his eyes, and its body was now huge, as if it were the largest Leviathan in the data.

Why should I come here?

The planet is covered with a whole layer of rusty metal, but the strange thing is that in some places where the metal layer has been completely broken, there is actually some active life.

Gray Gu Storm... Is it me?

The dragon found the source that had summoned it countless light-years. And the beings looked in horror at the monster that had destroyed their home.

Build... Stargate.

It's for... Get out.

Why... Going out?

The dragon continued to dig blankly until it found the box that gave the signal.

[If there is an absolute moral code in our society, it is to explore deep space and aliens, and merge with them...

The sea of stars is long, but we are not alone...]

Life, and loneliness... Is it?

But I put those lives...

The dragon looked at the lives beside him, they looked almost identical to the ones he had remembered for a long time.

However, the language in their mouths, the things on their bodies that were obviously a pile of rags, and the expressions that could be understood as fear and despair, made her feel extremely strange.

In the past, they didn't seem to be like this, they had the most confident team, the most ambitious Führer.

It's me... Ruined them?

The gray-green dragon felt a wave of fear inexplicably, so he jumped up and left the asteroid that was about to shatter as fast as he could.

But she felt lonely again.

The dream gradually shifted, and the nanobots seemed to have gone through a long enough time.

Long to. All the gray-green dragons are gone, all the nanobots are inactivated, no longer engaged in self-production, and no longer maintained.

"Today is a momentous day for the United Nations on Earth..."

"The mysterious L-Star Gate has been successfully opened by our scientists!"

"Now, let's witness with the entire galaxy what secrets are behind the door!"

She awoke from her dream, and an unseen signal suddenly tried to access the galaxy.

The signal was primitive, and she easily deciphered it, and a swarm of creatures appeared in front of her eyes.

In fact, it was she who panicked, and suddenly saw such a large group of lives that she had never seen before, who would not panic?

Not to mention how weak these beings seem.

So... How long has it been?

The eyes of life on the screen, especially the one with black hair, handsome appearance, and ambitious eyes at the head of the screen, coincided with the eyes of the head of state named Deinu Concord in her memory.

"No... Generation... Emperor... Country...? ”

She thought for a moment, and the gray mist gathered in space, condensed, shaped, and changed colors.

Then, the silver-white haired, dressed in a black cheongsam, and hung with various medals, opened her clear blue eyes in space.

"This time, it shouldn't be wrong again, right?"

[Signal Transmission Access]

The head of the Immortal Empire looked in amazement at the beautiful silver-white haired girl floating in space across the screen. And she showed a standard smile.

"Join you? Join you!? You want me to throw myself into the arms of some strange alien I met for the first time? I really. I'm simply.. Wait, let me make it clear."

"Do you really think I'm going to swear allegiance to you, even though I know nothing about your strange empire or its sordid history? You're not kidding, are you?"

"You would make such an offer, I really don't know what you're thinking uh. Actually, on second thought. Well, why not? Let me be in. No, no, I mean really! I feel like we're going to get along and it's going to be an exciting adventure. I hereby declare my allegiance to you for the next 2,000 years. No, it's still 5,000 years!"

……

This is where the dream begins.

……

Click!

I don't know where the soft sound came from, and in the memory, it seems to be a familiar feeling of error.

In the virtual realm, the gray and fine sand is constantly drifting and scattering with this subspace in the colorful world, as if it is endless.

Eventually, in the microscopic quantum entanglement, they gradually connected, and the memories of the past began to gradually return.

Five thousand years.

Five thousand years.

Is it five thousand years.?

But I remember that it was 100,000 years.

Rustle.

The tiny sands seemed to sense each other, they converged on each other, and eventually, a silver-haired girl wearing a cheongsam and two badges on her shoulders appeared in this subspace.

She opened her blue eyes, and a faint shadow flashed through them.

I remember.

My name is Grey Wind.

(End of chapter)