I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 731 If you don't work hard in your cultivation, even eating melons will be a struggle.

"what?"

Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department Inspector's Office.

"That guy Teach, he's fighting the Burning Legion in the asteroid belt?"

Director Zhu Ya, who was always in the office, looked up. Even he was somewhat surprised to hear the news.

"Yes, Director."

"To be precise, the battle is over."

The secretary, who was reporting the situation, handed over a tablet with several blurry photos on it, showing only a few small dots—this was the whole story of the battle.

"The battle took place an hour ago, although space stations from various countries are working hard to track Teach's whereabouts. But..."

Too far.

Unfortunately, the battle was taking place hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

Even though countries have been closely monitoring the whereabouts of the "most notorious fugitive," they are still powerless to help: being able to send back even a few photos is already considered an all-out effort.

Human communication technology primarily relies on electromagnetic waves as information carriers, which travel at the same speed as light. Within a planet, this is instantaneous. However, in the context of the universe, it falls short.

The communication delay to the Moon is about 1.28 seconds, to Mars it is 4-24 minutes, and to the asteroid belt it is about 20 to 25 minutes on average.

"After a few exchanges, the Burning Legion retreated on its own initiative."

The Burning Legion is led by a fire lord who can roam freely in the universe;

However, even he couldn't break through Teach's spaceship in a short time: don't forget, it was made of 'divine wood'.

Besides, Teach isn't dead. No, Teach is dead! After discovering that all weapons were ineffective, he simply stepped out of the spaceship and personally engaged the Flame Lord in battle.

Thus, the comical first 'interstellar war' unfolded in the asteroid belt: both sides' spaceships watched from the outside, while the two leaders personally engaged in one-on-one combat. One was a fire-based being, the other a being of pure earth; one could be propelled by fire, the other powered by steam.

After a brief exchange, realizing he couldn't easily defeat his opponent, the Flame Lord simply led his minions away.

He was out 'exploring' a new settlement, and his encounter with Teach's ship was purely accidental: taking down three of Teach's small exploration ships was just a casual act.

Teach could only accept his bad luck: although his spaceship was fast, it was still difficult to chase a bunch of small solar sail ships. Besides, the Burning Legion's great demon, the Firelord, was no pushover; if provoked, he could easily destroy Teach's ship by targeting its weak points.

In short, after a brief exchange, both sides acted as if nothing had happened.

Teach, who originally planned to stay here,

Naturally, they could only continue on their journey.

"Is that so?"

Director Zhu Ya put down her pen and looked at the 'Exploding Knife' next to her.

With his current strength, he can also fly through the universe in his physical body: after ascending to godhood, the director is no longer a pure 'human'. Strictly speaking, he should be considered a chakra aggregate.

"It seems we must also accelerate the pace of space development,"

The Burning Legion has begun to expand throughout the universe, and if we stop now, we may one day face countless beams of light falling from space.

"Yes, the cabinet has unanimously passed the resolution on space development, and it is just waiting for the director's signature."

To be precise, it was waiting for the 'principal's' approval.

"I'm going out for a bit,"

The main body stood up, and Director Zhuya picked up the tablet handed to her by her secretary.

"Macross Project?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Asteroid belt,
"I'm sorry, Lord Karl."

Standing on an asteroid with a diameter of over 100 kilometers,

A middle-aged man in a suit with an American appearance bows to the great demon fire lord;
"I am truly ashamed that I was unable to help you, sir."

These 'fire demons' do not need to breathe, are not afraid of any cosmic radiation, and can even ignore the vacuum effect; but they have one weakness, which is that they are afraid of low temperatures.

Simply put, if it were to land on an ice giant like Uranus or Neptune, the entire Fire Demon race would not only be wiped out instantly, but even a Tiger-class planet would likely struggle for only a few minutes. A temperature of -224°C is the Fire Demon race's natural enemy.

The average temperature in the universe is -270℃!
That's right, heat transfer requires radiation, and radiation requires gas molecules to conduct heat.

However, space is a vacuum environment with no gas, no radiation, and no heat transfer, so the universe is always filled with 'absolute zero'.

This is simply intolerable for the Fire Demon Clan!
Although the asteroid beneath our feet isn't that 'cold,' the temperature is still around -73°C.

Only the middle-aged man who received the blood of the great demon fire lord 'Karl' could stand on this asteroid; the other 'new humans' could only hide in spacecraft.

"No need to apologize,"

"Your strength is insufficient to travel through the universe."

The great demon fire lord Karl was very approachable and even took the initiative to comfort the other party.

If they cannot achieve perfect 'spiritual energy entanglement' and bind the power within their bodies, the Fire Demon Clan will experience severe heat loss when in the universe.

Like a tiny flame, it was instantly swallowed up by the cold universe!
"I don't understand science and technology,"

“Your wisdom is essential to transform this place into an area where our people can live.”

The fire lord named 'Karl', despite his classic demonic appearance, spoke in a refined manner, patting the middle-aged man on the shoulder.

"Work hard,"

"Yes, we will do our utmost!"

Everything is going according to plan, except for the 'Teach' spaceship that passed by earlier: but it was driven away by Lord Karl.

The reason they could chat and laugh so freely on the asteroid was because the solar sail spacecraft that landed on it was constantly spewing out white mist, resembling artificial clouds and giving it a somewhat ethereal feel.

It looks just like dry ice!

That's right, it's the kind of thing used to create cloud effects in stage plays decades ago.

Spaceships built by the Burning Legion's 'New Humans' scientists are spreading carbon dioxide across this asteroid in an attempt to terraform it.

Meanwhile, a dozen or so powerful tiger-level 'Flaming Dragon Lizards' were scattered and lying in wait throughout the asteroid, instinctively beginning to bind the carbon dioxide and prevent it from escaping into space.

It sounds complicated, but for the 'Flame Dragon Lizards,' it's as natural as a person instinctively grabbing something to cover themselves when they're cold. They don't understand science, and their intelligence is only slightly better than that of animals, yet they instinctively manipulate magnetic fields. The lower-level fire demons mostly manifest as flames; however, their essence is a product of 'Radiant Escape.'

It is a fusion of Explosion Release and Magnet Release, and influencing magnetic fields is their innate ability.

The sunlit side of an asteroid has a temperature between -50°C and 30°C.

It depends specifically on the albedo and thermal conductivity.

For the Fire Demon race, this was clearly far from enough! So they began a massive planetary terraforming project:
"I can feel the temperature of this asteroid constantly rising."

The great demon fire lord 'Karl' surveyed the surroundings.
Although the temperature rise on this barren, cold asteroid was very low, he could still feel it clearly.

The spaceship continuously spewed out carbon dioxide, and the dispersed 'Flaming Lizards' formed a magnetic field, binding the diffused gas molecules.

Once carbon dioxide forms an 'atmosphere,' the greenhouse effect will continuously absorb and retain heat, thus completely transforming this asteroid into a habitable outpost for the Fire Demon race!
It must be said that Manolos's decision to absorb humans was indeed wise: without these "new humans," the Fire Demon race would still be stuck on Sun Island, unable to expand into the universe or even leave that planet.

Whether the fall of Duke Yanyang is good or bad for the Fire Demon Clan is hard to say.

"One day,"

"We will ignite every planet and spread the light of the Creator throughout the universe!"

The great demon fire lord Karl spread his arms wide, as if embracing the sun.

"Everything is for the Creator!"

The middle-aged man immediately raised his hand in greeting, his face full of determination.

everything.
For the Creator?

The middle-aged man, who had lowered his arms, lowered his eyes.

He was once an agent of America, but here he is a commander of the Burning Legion, leading those intellectually challenged fire demons to develop this asteroid.

Not only him, but several other squads are also actively developing the asteroid belt: most of the Burning Legion are low-intelligence fire demons, but as long as they are commanded by these 'new humans', they can continue to expand in the universe and form combat power.

Maybe in another ten or twenty years. No, just a few years?

The 'Burning Legion' that has grown up will conquer the entire solar system, igniting all the planets and turning them into burning stars.
Planetary transformation, space wars, and those gods and demons—

What a crazy, magnificent era!
And he,

What should I do?

"Everything, for the Creator!"

Ultimately, the middle-aged man, with mixed feelings, could only repeatedly ponder this sentence before throwing himself into his work.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sea Kingdom

"How could this be? How could this happen?!"

Located in the middle of the non-concessionary sea area, in the technologically advanced 'Cyber ​​Shrine', KYG knelt on the ground and murmured, looking as if he could not accept it.

"I was actually the last one to get the news."

News King?
Ah,
Teach and the Burning Legion are fighting a great battle in the asteroid belt. Guess who will find out last?
"Oh, isn't this normal?"

Floating in the air nearby, the internet god named 'Ghost' was playing an online game on his laptop while casually comforting KYG.

"The battle is taking place two astronomical units away. No matter how fast you run, you can't possibly get there to broadcast it live."

The so-called 'astronomical unit' refers to the average distance between the planet we are standing on and the sun, which is about 1.5 million kilometers. The asteroid belt is located 3.15 million to 4.95 million kilometers away. Even a nuclear fusion-powered spaceship would need half a month to reach it. Does KYG want to go and watch the battle?
"It's impossible,"

Gui Gui shook her finger.
Let's not even talk about how one should 'run' in the universe;
Even at the speed of light, it would take more than ten minutes: by the time you get there, the battle will be over!
"No, there is actually a way to get to the 'front lines' quickly."

KYG got up, and that was:

"Flying Thunder God Technique?"

Gui Gui was shocked, and didn't even care that her game character had been killed.

"Are you going to die?!"

Whether it's 'Abe no Seimei' or 'the Principal', their strength is unfathomable and their methods are endless.

Who in this entire island nation, or even the entire world, dares to provoke these two?

"Lord Ghost, I don't want to die!"

"How could I dare to seek the secret techniques of these two? There are other methods."

Although he was the last to know that the hastily concluded 'interstellar war,' KYG was, after all, a 'news king,' so he knew:

"The island nation's government is preparing to implement a 'macro fortress' project."

"At that time, we'll ask that 'principal' to set up a 'teleportation array,' and then we can..."

Get to the front lines quickly!
and:

"As long as you lay out the network into the universe, you can obtain first-hand intelligence."

Gui Gui, this online deity, is a fictional god of the 'concept' type. She knows immediately about anything that happens online, and there is no communication delay.

It might be 'quantum entanglement', it might be 'karmic mechanics', it might be 'wormhole tides'. In any case, it possesses this characteristic.

"That makes sense,"

With a wave of his hand, Gui Gui made the notebook disappear.

If the network were to extend into the universe, her authority and power as a 'network god' would expand accordingly.
Although Gui Gui doesn't like fighting, there are many times when she can't survive without fighting.

Even 'gods' are the same.

"So what do we do?"

Kiguro, who had been sitting on her knees, suddenly sat up from the air and asked KYG for advice.

"Therefore, we must find a way to expedite the establishment of the 'Hyperspace Fortress,' the sooner the better!"

Even KYG already has a new plan in mind;
Its name is: Tekkaman!

(End of this chapter)