After five years of tinder, after strict population control and food restrictions, our ecology has finally reached a new balance, and we no longer need to consume reserve food, which means that as long as there is no danger, we can wander for a long time until we reach our destination.

Eight years after the Tinder, we strayed into the territory of a strange civilization, and although we explained it repeatedly, they obviously didn't trust us in the preparation for war and took the lead in firing.

Fortunately, the battle lasted only ten minutes, and we were out of the battlefield at full speed, and they did not pursue, but even then, several of our frigates were damaged, but fortunately, the power compartment was not damaged.

However, now that we don't have a planet as a base, we can't replenish the ore, and we can't repair the damage, so we have to send a team to the peaceful galaxy to procure it.

Moreover, the frigates are powered by spirit stones, and we have no planets, no spirit veins, and no spirit stones to replenish, so we must transform the warships and use nuclear power to drive them.

However, in the face of war, we will take greater risks, but we have no choice, without the emigration ship of the frigate, even the star pirates cannot be defeated.

Ten years of tinder, all kinds of violent crimes are frequent, society is like this, even if everyone is in harmony and life is okay when they get on the boat, but ten years later, the rich and the poor are divided again, and those who are not satisfied will eventually embark on the road of crime.

In the fifteenth year of Tinder, we have been moored in an uninhabited galaxy for seven years, and after continuous procurement, most of our spirit stone reserves have been spent, but fortunately, the battleships have been repaired and the transformation has been completed.

Driving warships with nuclear power means that we must try to avoid war, otherwise it is very likely that the power compartment of a warship will be destroyed and the entire army will be destroyed, so we will have to spend more time observing and calculating the rest of the trip.

Thirty years after Tinder, we still strayed into the territory of other forces, not because we miscalculated, but because their covert methods far exceeded our observation level, and the formation that enveloped the entire galaxy made me obsessed and frightened, but fortunately, they still let us go after a strict investigation, and I don't know whether it was sympathy or disdain, but we don't care, staying alive is the first element.

Forty years of Tinder, we passed by a semi-abandoned planet, he has almost no spiritual power, so there is no big force to manage, there are some primitive races on it, but they can't pose a threat to us, so we went crazy for a month.

A month later, some people didn't want to leave, so I thought about it, agreed, and left most of the old people behind.

It's not about humanity and morality, it's just about survival, and my mission is to ensure that this immigration spaceship can reach its destination, which is obviously not here, not to mention that the aura is thin, but in this position, it is squeezed by many forces, and it is completely a buffer zone for war, and this kind of place cannot build a home.

Fifty-five years after the Tinder, we were in the normal voyage, and we were suddenly affected by the flames of war, and before we had time to explain, the space was blocked, we were misunderstood, and we suffered heavy losses.

Three days later, we finally fled, but the fleet of fifty frigates, only about twenty remained, and half of them were wounded, which worried the whole group, pessimism began to spread rapidly, all kinds of false beliefs and sects began to be recognized, and people begged for ethereal shelter for souls and wandering bodies.

In the fifty-eighth year of the fire, we repaired the damaged spacecraft, especially further strengthened the power compartment, which was attacked three years ago, and now I still wake up in a dream, but fortunately we did not fire, so the enemy's fire was relatively mild, and the power compartment was not destroyed, so that the nuclear energy did not leak.

Sixty years after the Tinder, we held a grand celebration ceremony to try to dispel the gloom, but with little success, but fortunately, the main body of the immigration spaceship is already the second and third generations of immigrants, who have grown up on the spaceship since childhood, and have become accustomed to it.

Most of the immigrants of the first generation have died, and the rest are still living on their backs, and the spaceship has finally calmed down after 50 years of chaos.

The only constant is pessimism, most people think that they will not be able to reach their destination, and the biggest way for everyone to have fun is to immerse themselves in virtual illusions, where they can simulate the life of their home planet and give them comfort.

A hundred years into the fire, we were unfortunately blown by a solar storm, everything was so sudden, the constant ejection of high-energy particles and radiation streams destroyed a lot of our electronic equipment, if we were still on the planet, this would not be too much of a problem, but unfortunately, our spacecraft has no minerals on board, so we cannot make substitutes.

What's more unfortunate is that there is a group of star thieves nearby, who observed our situation and immediately launched an attack, we know that this group of madmen, if you run away, he will always chase and fight, we have to fight back, if our equipment is normal, we are not afraid of them, but our equipment is in a malfunction.

Two days later, we were still victorious, ten of our ships were destroyed, and thirteen were still usable. We simply dismantled the 10 and used them to repair the other 13.

But the size of our current fleet is already easy to be targeted by star thieves, so we can only sail to more remote galaxies, those barren places, even the star thieves dislike, but they are our safe haven.

One hundred and seventy years after Tinder, we encountered another star thief, but this time we escaped in time.

Two hundred years into the Tinder, we have entered the territory of the Titan Clan, and are flying towards the set goal, there are human settlements nearby, but we will avoid the conflict and choose a more remote planet to settle down, and end our journey of space drift.

There is finally some life in the Tinder spaceship, everyone is looking forward to a new home, the newborn children are watching the video of life on the planet, full of anticipation, everything is changing for the better.

In the two hundred and tenth year of Tinder, we observed that there were monks fighting in the distance, and the terrifying power swept the west, and we were frightened to fly towards the remote galaxy, but there were too many races in the giant god race, and it was more difficult to urgently change the course than before, and it was easy to stray into the territory of other races, and we did not dare to jump, we could only pray that the aftermath of the battle would not affect us.

However, the god of luck did not favor us, we were hit by the terrifying shockwave, in order to protect the people in the Tinder, the shield was opened to the maximum, but in an instant, nearly half of the people died, and the shield was completely torn, we could only urgently repair the most basic shield to avoid oxygen and water leakage.

Finally, we took the risk of jumping, and if we were to be hit by the aftermath of the battle again, we would be wiped out without the shield.

However, after the jump, fate played a joke on us, there happened to be a star thief group nearby, and they were also equipped with the king of magic weapons, mechas.

This battle could not be fought, not to mention that we didn't even have time to repair the battleship, and the force on the other side alone far surpassed us, so we had to flee quickly.

However, when the star thieves saw that we were weak, they didn't want to let us go, maybe they wanted to capture us and sell us as slaves, or maybe there was also the factor of mecha, so they resolutely refused to let us escape.

In this way, we chased in space for a month, but they still refused to let go, and we could only sacrifice 2 frigates to break the rear, winning time for the large force to jump.

Due to the intertwined forces of nearby galaxies, coupled with jumping without calculating the destination, it is possible to crash into planets or even stars, even meteorite belts are not something we can afford, damaged mechs, and incompletely repaired shields will die once they hit it at the speed of light.

We ventured to jump far away into the Void Galaxy, where there were no forces, not even planets, and the chances of an accident were low, intending to get there and rest for a while before recalculating and jumping back into orbit.

Unfortunately, of course, after we jumped over, we detected γ beams coming at us from the explosion of the star, and it only took one minute to reach the site of the horrific battle a month ago.

It's ironic that I couldn't escape the sanction of fate after escaping for a month.

There is not much time left to think, there is only one minute left in our lives, and after one minute, the terrifying γ ray will completely destroy our ecology and incinerate our bodies.

There was no need for any orders, every frigate captain was professionally educated, they knew what to do at the moment, and after sending the words "Tinder Forever" to the Tinder, they activated all the energy and protected the Tinder, but they were engulfed in the sea of fire in an instant, and none of the members, including the captain, survived.

The greedy man was martyred, and the martyr was martyred.

There were fifty frigates at the time of departure, and now there is not a single one, but they have defended the Tinder to the death and completed the escort mission.

I don't have time to grieve for my comrades, because even with the frigate's sacrifice, the Tinder has suffered tremendous damage, and the artificial star is extremely unstable and in danger of exploding at any moment.

The situation is critical, and I can only order to change the operation mode of the Dyson sphere to release some of the energy of the artificial satellite, even if it will cause great damage to the power system, because Tinder is powered by artificial stars, but there is no other way to save life at the moment, but to repair it afterwards.

Three days later, the frenzied energy of the artificial star finally stabilized again, and we were saved, even at a terrible cost.

But life has to go on, I began to organize people to repair the power system, but a difficult thing stood in the way, we did not have the materials to repair it!

At this point, the frigate was all destroyed, and the terrifying γ rays had almost melted the shell, not to mention the precision parts, so we couldn't drive the frigate to procure it.

There is no way out, there is no mine inside the ship, in this case, we can only go and remove the damaged parts on the frigate and rebuild, but the ship does not have such a complete manufacturing plant, and many parts can only be polished by hand.

After 40 years of hard work, we finally repaired the power system, even if many parts are substitutes, we have calculated that the chance of success is 70%, and we can only give up our lives.

However, reality once again reminds us of the cruelty, after the energy of the artificial star was injected into the power pipe, within a few minutes, there was a leak, and then a large explosion occurred, causing serious damage to the Tinder.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, I always had a glimmer of hope before, no one wanted to stay in this deserted and strange galaxy forever, and I could only fight for my life, but with our artificially built parts, how could we withstand the energy output of artificial stars?

The constant self-encouragement made me believe it!

The explosion completely ruined our hopes, not only killed nearly half of the population, but more deadly, the Tinder suffered injuries in many places, and even the shield could not be repaired, even if it was temporarily repaired, it would only last for a few seconds.

At this time, it is not enough to even accelerate to the speed of light, let alone a space jump, and when the spaceship jumps past, the people inside will die without the protection of the shield.

I collapsed to the ground, and more than two hundred years of sailing came to an end, and from then on we entered another stage, the spaceship civilization.