For Qin Mo, immersing himself in research and creation is the best form of entertainment.

With both hands, write down the knowledge gained in the research on the data panel, and then stare at the knowledge and figure out how to cite it.

Qin Mo spent every day like this when he decided to start researching Dimensional Channel Technology.

The only exception to this repetitive but happy day was that Qin Mo had learned the way of communication between the stars and gods from mimicry.

Information is transmitted through a stellar magnetic field, and communication can be carried out anytime and anywhere, no matter where the two parties are located, as long as both parties are willing to communicate.

"How's your strength going? Can you come and save me? ”

"You don't think I didn't tell you all the theories of Dimensiontech, do you? I'm a fragment myself, and I don't remember much, and even if I'm whole, then I'm not a star god like you. ”

"I remember that you had a good relationship with a star god who was good at technology, but I forgot who it was, otherwise I could tell you its name and you would have gone straight to it, and you wouldn't have to study it at the same time...... You're starting entirely from scratch now. ”

"When are you going to get out of the nest?"

“……”

There are a lot of mimicry words, perhaps because it has a lot of words, or maybe it is because it has finally found someone to talk to.

If it weren't for the fact that the mimic would directly tell some content about Dimension Technology, Qin Mo would have cut the communication a long time ago.

"Why do you have to verify the knowledge I told you before you want to use it? Are you guarding against me? ”

"Shut up." Qin Mo scolded impatiently, and then he couldn't hear the mimic sound.

Continuing to study in a quiet environment, I don't know how long it took to hear the sound of mimicry, Qin Mo realized that he had subconsciously turned off the communication before.

And when he had the idea of communicating, the mimicry voice sounded again.

"What are you going to do after you research Wedo Technology? Go to Earth and find that psionic Homo erectus and promote the Dimension Engine? ”

Hearing this question, Qin Mo stopped his research and suddenly realized that he had never considered this question before.

If it's the time of the Great Expedition, or if the Emperor hasn't sat on the Golden Throne yet, then of course you'll have to find him and give him the Dimensional Engine.

Qin Mo's human consciousness made it difficult for him not to help his fellow humans get rid of the influence of the subspace, which was a good thing for the race or the material universe.

But the problem is that the emperor is half dead, he can't go anywhere, and the Praetorian Army and the guards of the Terra Palace won't let anyone else come near him.

In this way, it will be difficult to implement the dimensional engine, is it difficult to find a high lord to implement the dimensional engine? Are you kidding.

"Humanity has never lacked creativity, and the most difficult thing for the current empire is not the research and development of new technologies, but the promotion and use of them." Qin Mo said to mimicry.

"I don't understand. If you can replace subspace navigation with dimensional technology, why wouldn't humanity use it right away? By the same token, will those who fear death reject eternal life? Mimicry asked.

"Of course you don't understand, because when the Star God and the Death-Fearing met the Death-Fear, the subspace was not as deep as it is now." Qin Mo said, "Assuming that you are not a star god but a mortal, you know that the power of the Chaos Evil God is pervasive, you must even wonder if your inspiration is a trap of the evil god, will you still use the technology of unknown paths?" ”

"That's really tragic, what is the meaning of human beings living like this, it's better to know each other and directly count yourself extinct."

"You're all in pieces, and I haven't seen you seek death, aren't you trying to stammer with me now, expecting that one day I can go to the dead to catch you?"

“……”

Qin Mo's words directly paused the conversation.

Mimetic was silent for a long time before speaking again: "If the consciousness of the Forger is not replaced by you but coexists with you, then you must be able to talk very well, because you can both use language as a knife. ”

"Huh." Qin Mo smiled and stopped talking, concentrating on the current research.

……

At the bottom of the nest, there seems to be no time in the nest.

When Gray woke up as usual and walked to the mirror to find that his beard was already long, he realized that nearly a hundred days and nights had passed since Qin Mo started studying and closed his door.

And for nearly a hundred days and nights, Gray did the same thing, that is, he and Anruida kept going to various places to accelerate the death of the rebels, until he was tired and could no longer fight, and then continued the same thing after waking up.

"Anruida, are you awake?" Gray picked up the communicator and asked.

"Wake up." An Ruida's voice came out, "You can go at any time." ”

"Grote is still not able to participate in combat operations?" Gray took the communicator and walked to the living room of the room, and after asking, sat down on the couch and drank a glass of water.

"Still can't, the Legion Commander gave the order before he started researching that Grote had to guard the fortress to protect him."

"The Legion Commander doesn't need protection, and I guess Grout was punished for some reason."

"Who knows. I'm going to start putting on the power armor, and the communication is over. ”

After Anruida turned off the communications, Gray walked to the window and looked down at the city outside.

As the Captain's Guard, he was assigned a dwelling in New Cato, located on the twentieth floor of a residential building near the city center.

The construction capacity of the logistics machinery is extremely impressive, and the construction of the entire city has been completed for the most part, and all the facilities except for the periphery are already in normal use.

Far away, logistic machinery is gathering to print new buildings, and nearby streets are sending their children to school, then to arsenals and barracks.

On the façade of the downtown building, a video of the Planetary Defense Force vs. the Alien Rebels is playing.

Countless drones glowing red and blue are hovering around every corner of the city, ensuring that no one here becomes a place outside the law.

The observation at this moment is Gray's daily pastime, and he likes to watch the city grow and make a difference from the "dung pit" that he had smashed in the war.

After Gray looked at it for a moment, the unmanned transport plane and Anruida standing on it appeared in his field of vision.

Anruida stood by the hatch with her helmet in her arms, looking at Gray helplessly.

"Right away." Gray immediately put on his Praetorian Power Armor and opened the window to jump on the transport plane outside.

The two of them started their day as before.

"Where are we going today?" Gray asked Anruida as he checked the results of the power armor self-test.

"Go to a location seven hundred kilometers directly north of the city. Five minutes ago, a request for support from the barracks was received by a woman who said that her husband had disappeared while out exploring ancient buildings. The army has an exercise today, so we can only go and do it. ”

"Alright, let's go."