Abnormal crossing

Chapter 160 Target: Planet Persica! (Part 2)

The rugged steel behemoth sailed slowly through the darkness, its pitch-black hull appearing as if it had been imbued with the universe itself, almost blending into the void.

Only the occasional glimmer of nebula would cast a fleeting metallic sheen on the sharply defined hull.

As the spacecraft propelled forward, its heavy engines emitted a deep hum.

A rhythmic vibration traveled through the metal floor, and the metal components made rhythmic "clicking" sounds, but the intensity was just right—enough to make one feel the power of this steel beast, but not enough to make the person standing lose their balance.

Gu Wei sat in a corner of the control room, enduring the slight discomfort, his left hand gripping the armrest of the chair, occasionally glancing up at the lights that flickered slightly with the vibrations.

This was his first time experiencing such a unique spaceship ride—although he didn't have much experience riding in spaceships anyway.
To know.

The hull of the Pulling Pulling will also vibrate when it starts or accelerates, but the vibration is very slight due to the shock-absorbing structure, and usually only for a few seconds when the power is increased.

The title of Khan of Tongliao is different.

After it started, it kept the ground shaking noticeably. If Gu Wei hadn't recently improved his physical fitness, he estimated that he might have even thrown up.

Even without vomiting or losing control, Gu Wei's complexion wasn't great at the moment; at least, judging from the condition of his bracelet, it was definitely not good.
This feeling was somewhat similar to the rural buses he used to ride when the roads were bad when he was a child, and also somewhat like a cheap hotel he stayed in in a central province when he went out to research after finishing his old book:
The hotel's earthquake-resistant structure seemed to have some design flaws; at night, the sound of the air conditioner's outdoor unit would travel through the walls to Gu Wei's bedside, and Gu Wei's head was buzzing all night.
Just as Gu Wei was feeling a bit dizzy, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "What's wrong? You're already exhausted before you've even entered the cave?"

Gu Wei twitched his lips without even raising his head. He knew without a doubt who on the spaceship could say something like that: "Hey Jin, can't you at least finish your sentence? —That thing is called a jump point, okay?!"

"It's the same, just go into the jump point hole," Jin shrugged indifferently, and handed something to Gu Wei as she spoke: "Here, take this."

"?" Gu Wei looked up in confusion and noticed a small green bead, about the size of a bean, in Jin's palm. "What's this?"

“Expanding balance regulator, used to suppress motion sickness,” Jin pointed to her ear with her other finger and explained, “The principle is simple: it releases a GABA-like neurotransmitter that acts directly on the synaptic cleft of your vestibular nerve, transmitting information like ‘we are on flat ground’ to deceive your motor perception center.”

"It has no side effects and no complicated physical rules. Just put it in your ear and it will automatically melt into an attachment membrane. I suggest putting it in your right ear. I remember you have a sampling sticker behind your left ear, right?"

Gu Wei blinked quickly.

As expected of a constantly evolving translator, it even correctly reproduced the inverted sentence structure of Jin's last sentence. A person from Haidai would probably find it very pleasing.
He then reached out and took the little green bead, and without hesitation put it into his ear.

Less than a second later.

A cool sensation spread from my neck, and the dizziness disappeared as quickly as if it had been flushed down a toilet.

Gu Wei: "."

Up to now.

Besides the Fishing Man's Wrath, he already possesses a crew member's bracelet, a two-dimensional Twilight Trigger, a small magnetic chip that allows him to fly inside the spaceship, a translator with a large-eyed spirit, a gravity suit that can adjust gravity, the patch that Jin sampled for him in his dream, and the newly acquired Expansion Balance Regulator.
Look at this long list of names, it's almost as long as that of Da Bing and Daenerys Targaryen.

Should I marvel at how many gadgets Doraemon has in his pocket, or lament that I've gained another part of myself?

Perhaps sensing that Gu Wei's gaze was a bit strange, Jin glanced at him and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? What attribute have you awakened?"

"No, no," Gu Wei quickly waved his hand and explained, "I was just marveling at how many more parts I have on my body."

"Many? This is nothing," Jin said, crossing her legs. Her tone remained flat. "These days, who doesn't have a hundred or two hundred gadgets when they're venturing into the Star Sea? The number of devices you have now is one I deliberately kept in mind because I figured you might be a little resistant to human modification."

"When we go to... well, to some special areas in a while, the amount of equipment you have will have to double."

Gu Wei remained silent.

This is the second time Jin has mentioned human body modification. Although from a rational point of view, the efficiency brought by human body modification is definitely higher than the current method of hanging parts on the body like a string of candied hawthorns.

However, from an emotional perspective, he was indeed not prepared for a major overhaul.

Perhaps it's a difference in cognitive frameworks, but Gu Wei finds it hard to accept the kind of imagery where pulling out one's tongue causes laser beams to shoot out.
I just don't know how long I can stick to this idea.
Then Gu Wei shook his head, putting those thoughts out of his mind: "By the way, Jin, how long until we get to Boska Star?"

Jin glanced at him again, but didn't insist on the original topic. Instead, she followed up with Gu Wei's words: "It'll be soon. At this speed, we'll enter the jump point in seven hours. After the jump point, we'll be on the home planet of the Persian civilization—or, in their official name, the Throne Star, which means the location of the throne."

Gu Wei nodded slightly.

Seven hours is indeed very fast.

Based on the information he had gathered.

The territory ruled by the Boska civilization was roughly equivalent to eight star systems, a figure significantly smaller than that of the fourth-order civilizations outside the Labyrinth Zone.

The upper limit of a fourth-order civilization's territory is 50,000 star systems, while the lower limit is usually around 20 star systems.

The territory of the Boska extends beyond the Maze Zone, and is even smaller than some of the more powerful Tier 3 civilizations. Of course.

This was merely due to the limited territory; in terms of technology, the Persian civilization had reached the fourth level.

The Boska civilization currently owns 19 planets, but only four of them have life and a population exceeding 100 million, including their home planet Boska.

There's no way around it; the planets within the labyrinth are too sparsely distributed.

The total population of the Boska civilization, when combined across the four inhabited planets, approached 13 billion.

The current supreme ruler of the Boska civilization is Boko III, who is approximately 97 years old according to Earth's calendar.

Because Boko III did not have a monogamous system or concept, he married four wives but did not appoint a queen.

The four queens bore Boko III seven sons and eleven daughters. Among them, Adele Jorkovin, Jorkovin's sister, married Boko III fifty years ago and has only one daughter, fifteen-year-old Ophelia.

That's right.

Boko III did not have many children in the early years of his reign; more than half of his descendants were born in the last ten years or so.

Of course.

The reason for this situation is not complicated. It is simply because Boko III married his fourth wife twenty years ago, and that queen gave birth to ten children for him in the past twenty years.
Based on the average age of the Persian monarchs.

Boko III has about thirty years left to live, so many years ago he began to groom his successor—several princes were sent by him to several planets to manage various affairs in a similar capacity to supervisors.

As for the princesses, they have all been betrothed, but Ophelia is able to choose her own future path because her uncle is Jokowen.

This is all the information Gu Wei has.

"By the way," Gu Wei then thought of something and turned to Jin, asking, "Jin, why haven't I found any information about the chief mecha pilot of the Persian civilization?"

"It's hidden," Jin shrugged as if it were common, explaining, "Unlike other civilizations, fourth-order civilizations, especially those in the early stages of fourth-order civilizations, have a relatively delicate position in the star sea."

"Civilizations at this level possess the ability to instigate interstellar wars, but in cluster wars they still rely on the performance of the chief—not in terms of tactical command or the encouragement generated by their own prestige, but in terms of the chief's achievements in battle."

"In this situation, information about the chief civilization becomes very sensitive. Therefore, some civilizations will pay a price to hide relevant information, and some more cunning civilizations will even set traps."

Gu Wei was immediately taken aback: "A trap? What do you mean?"

“Just fake battle videos,” Jin gestured with her hand, making a box shape in front of her.

"For example, the leader of a certain civilization is a player who is used to using left-handed manual energy weapons and has an extremely steady fighting style. However, that civilization finds someone to cooperate in an encounter battle. In the battle footage, the leader's main weapon is in his right hand and is an energy type. He is aggressive and doesn't care about the lives of his comrades. He finishes the battle and then uploads the recording to the Star Ocean Video Network, labeled as an encounter with the leader of XX civilization in battle. If an enemy civilization uses this as a reference and sends its own leader to ambush, what do you think will happen?"

Cold sweat instantly poured down Gu Wei's face: "."

Damn it?

Is this even allowed?
Isn't that a bit too sinister?

But think about it.

Fourth-order civilizations have extremely low risk tolerance, and interstellar warfare is basically a matter of life or death, with virtually no room for error on either side.

In such circumstances, blocking information as much as possible is understandable from the perspective of civilization itself.

Afterwards, Gu Wei and Jin chatted for a while, and then Jin got up to attend to other matters.

Gu Wei stayed where he was and continued browsing Starsea Internet, using every spare moment to supplement his knowledge of Starsea as much as possible—such as Starsea's famous teachers and mysterious codes, etc.
Of course.

It wasn't that Gu Wei wanted to see these things himself, but rather that he thought if he had the chance to return to Earth, he could share the relevant content with his SP book friends, who really loved this stuff.
that's it.

Time flies by.

Seven hours later.

A jump point appeared in front of the Tongliao Khan, and the spaceship flew into it without stopping.

Then a familiar light flashed.

A monotone, mechanical voice came from the AI ​​that was temporarily acting as the ship's spirit from the Mold navigation center:
"Dear passengers, the spaceship is about to arrive at Boska. Passengers who are disembarking at Boska Station, please prepare your luggage and disembark. The stop at this station is short, so passengers who have not yet arrived at the station should not disembark."

(End of this chapter)