Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“From... the self-destructing 'Dalits’ from scrap sand to the supreme leader of Earth's civilization, the first commander to march into the great universe! ”

Li Yaojung said, “Is it such a magnificent and incredible life? ”

His heart was so full of delicacies that he was deeply shocked by the path of rise that the Sea of Tibet could not comment on.

It is naturally easy to despise and criticize the despicable shame of his people, and Li Yao has vehemently denounced many conspirators and ambitious men like the Sea of Ten Thousand Tibetans.

But more important than reproach is to come up with solutions that perpetuate the hopes of civilization.

Li Yao couldn't help but wonder whether Wan Tian Hai was good or bad, and he didn't have time to sand the dirt and dust that fell on his heart.

Because with the demise of the powerful and wealthy, the nascent fleet of immigrants has swept out of the solar system towards an unknown distance through the powerful integration of the Wanzao Sea.

Earth's civilization has ushered in a new page, officially sublimated or “transformed” into a primitive civilization, and Earth's people have all been destroyed by solar storms, and now, through the cold vacuum and the invasion of the dark universe, they have a new name - the Original Family!

At the end of "Animation Over", Li Yao again faced countless options to descend from the sky, striking his soul as hard as a waterfall.

He must, on the one hand, organize the hibernation and awakening times of scientists and engineers in order to ensure the orderly advancement of all the technologies necessary for the navigation of the stars and, on the other, ensure that the new generation on board receives the best education possible for the birth of a completely new inspired scientific reserve; on the other hand, continuously plan and fine-tune the course of navigation so as not to lose its way in the vast sea of stars; and on the other hand, keep an eye on meteorite rain and cosmic radiation aggression - even a fine sand and a fine dusty meteorite - that could cause minor trauma to the shell and power unit of the ship, which, after tens of thousands of years of accumulation and amplification, could lead to the fission and dissolution of the entire ship, all of which are vital matters.

Beyond that, more serious and more hidden threats than cosmic radiation and starship damage are mutations in the human mind.

Earthlings originally lived beneath the azure sky on solid earth, bathed in warm sunshine and fearless planetary races.

Now they have completely lost their homes and roots and have to spend tens of thousands of years and thousands of generations floating in darkness and despair, perhaps forever becoming strays in the stars and seas.

Narrow spaces, enclosed environments, deep star seas, don't know where the end point is, the next second could kill Yellow Springs… so cruel torture, like a cylinder of black venom, erodes people's minds and turns them into two very different lives from the past.

Similar transformations have occurred in the planetary realm.

As Xiao Xuanzhi, leader of the Fairy Fixer world, said, in the black star sea, it is easy to turn a steadfast fixer into a fairy fixer, often only for… a second.

And the people of the planetary world, at least with their history, remember the glory of the Empire of the Sunrise Sea, and know that beyond their own little world, there are countless great thousands of worlds and countless kinds of beings, such recognition is enough to be comfort and hope against the dark invasion.

And these Earthlings - the Original Clan - have completely lost everything, and since then, the stars and oceans, though large, have never found more trustworthy and sleeping homes, how painful, how horrible, how desperate!

It is not surprising that such venom, after hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years of purposeless long journeys to fermentation, would distort humanity into any deformity and obscenity.

In the face of various challenges, Li Yaobao was somewhat overwhelmed and busy.

The key is not to make the most favourable choice for the moment, but to make the most favourable choice after tens of thousands of years, taking into account the development of the immigration fleet. In many cases, it is inevitable to harm the interests of current passengers, even to be ruthless and to sacrifice many things with a heart of stone.

Through such a test, Li Yao confirmed once again that he was not truly a commander material.

Perhaps he is only suitable to play the role of a hot-blooded high school student, or to serve as a battle flag against the wind, hunting and sounding, to cry out some idealistic sacred slogans, but when confronted with complex, difficult practical problems, they need more calm, rational and even dark characters, such as Golden Slaughter, Big White, Lei Chenghu, Li Linghai, and even Longyang Jun.

Li Yao felt he had made a lot of mistakes.

Under his command, a series of serious problems had erupted within the immigration fleet, which had even provoked civil strife several times.

On the outside, they also crossed a dense interstellar dust belt like ink, endured several sudden radiation storms and nearly hit another wave of meteorite rain, each of which was very reluctant to deal with, causing a series of damage to the ship and consuming vast quantities of valuable resources.

As the test time moved forward for thousands of years, they had sailed for only a few decades, but had already damaged half of the immigrant starships, more than 30 per cent of the hibernates had died in their sleep due to mechanical failures, inadequate resources and civil unrest, and even Li Yao's “leader” had been killed by claustrophobic insurgents in civil unrest.

Those who are still alive have long lost their spiritual trembling and vitality thousands of years ago when they rushed out of the solar system, their beards pulled, their flesh crushed, their eyelids plunged, their eyes dimmed, their faces stagnant, like a bunch of walking corpses trapped in steel coffins, driven only by the last hint of survival instinct, and they marched numbingly.

Li Yao thought he had made a series of wrong choices and must have performed very badly.

Yet the voice remained silent and indifferent to his performance.

Even when the “leader” he played was killed by the rebel crew, he comforted Li Yao that it was not a “mistake”, because in real history, as Commander of the Immigration Fleet, the first chief of the "original clan”, Wan Tianhai, had fallen to this end.

The unifying power of the Wan Tibet Sea is naturally 100 times higher than that of Li Yao, but the myriad practical problems and deadly threats he faces are also 100 times more complex and difficult than the vast options in the test.

How can the Iron Blood and Wisdom of the Sea of Ten Thousand Tibetans be but a mortal, after decades of latent claw teeth and wing planting, when he left the solar system, he had approached the limit of the life expectancy of the planet, it was impossible to stay awake for a long time to unify the fleet, can only go into hibernation, wake up every five to ten years to deal with the problems that have occurred in the last five years.

Such an approach to control is doomed to make it impossible to rule for long periods of time the violent, untamed radiation races, the modifiers and the superpowers.

Time can change many things, including eroding the prestige of a handsome man of iron descent.

The immaturity of the first generation of hibernation technology, in turn, has had a serious impact on the wisdom and character of the Wantian Sea.

Gradually, he became uncertain, angry, and even, like many of his crew, claustrophobic and paranoid.

He once pointed to the deep tunnel on the starship and said that he saw countless ghosts from Earth wandering and wandering there.

He had also ordered the fleet to do whatever it took to accelerate, even if it ran out of fuel, on the grounds that he had seen the bears burning on Earth and that the wrongs of all had not been extinguished, but rather had been condensed by solar storms and spiritual energy magnetic fields into a new… ghost civilization, which was following them silently in an attempt to avenge them with the utmost brutality.

He didn't even dare go into hibernation, because as soon as he went into hibernation, he would be inundated by the eyes of countless unjust spirits, caught dead by the tragic victim's coke black hands, and dragged to the depths of the Nine Ghosts Yellow Springs.

In this case, the commander and the crew had a violent clash, which was only a matter of time.

Manzakhai died, torn to pieces by his loyal crew in the past, and put into the power furnace, completing his constant ideal of becoming a small spark that propelled civilization forward.

And the voyage continues, in a dark and cold vacuum, and there is no power to stop them.

In the next millennia of testing, Li Yao felt his performance was getting worse and worse, and all the crew were becoming more desperate, more cruel and more agitated.

They even felt a little self-inflicted, holding their momentum and trying to completely destroy themselves and end this never-ending nightmare in a fierce riot or natural disaster.

This is not an expedition or a flight, it is simply a “death sentence” carried out in 10,000 years - something that many sailors believe.

When Li Yao squeezed his last brain cell, overdrained all his computational power, bowed down, and exhausted his efforts to maintain the immigration fleet for a whole 10,000 years, they left only 49 vacuous, miserable starships, about 14 million desperate, angry and resentful passengers, empty fuel and resource compartments.

At this moment, they have not yet mastered the ability to shuttle four dimensions of space, how to improve the speed of conventional navigation, but they have just flown out of 500 light years. In galaxies that are hundreds of thousands of light years in diameter, they are slower than snails, and they are far from finding the source of the meteorite rain.

The mountains are full of water and grain, and this is where they are buried.

“Failed? ”

Li Yao was not a person to give up, but he did not know how to continue the test when he came to such a poor situation.

Maybe he should have been a little colder in the first place?

No, it's useless. Even if we squeeze out more of the crew's potential, what difference does it make between going from 500 light years to 600 light years?

Li Yao was just weird —— didn't the voice say it would give him three chances? But he just got a suggestion, and there's no way out. Is the voice supposed to be fat?

As he hesitated, Li Yao's sea of knowledge suddenly revealed an incredible and appalling picture!

Only to see the food exhausted, walking in front of a deserted fleet of immigrants, the empty sea of stars suddenly caused a wave of light purple ripples, ripped up like a tide to both sides, but tore a huge crack, drilling a fat tentacle from the crack!