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Chapter 283 Vault Invitation Letter

Chapter 283 Vault Invitation Letter
Besides the Large Magellanic Cloud, what other large galaxies surround the Milky Way?
There are two that are quite famous.

The Andromeda Galaxy, with its center 253 million light-years from the Milky Way and a diameter of 22 light-years, is twice the size of the Milky Way.

The Triangulum Galaxy is located 273 million light-years from the Milky Way and has a diameter of 6.1 light-years.

Pampa has now explored a location 95 light-years from the center of the Milky Way.

According to him, the farther away from the Milky Way, the more Tyranids there are, and they can be found on almost every planet.

This seems to corroborate Elena's statement.

Li Nuo was determined to personally verify the situation of the Andromeda and Triangulum galaxies and find out if what Elena said was true.

He possessed Kron, piloted the reconnaissance ship, and arrived at the Space Hall.

First, 2530 tons of single crystals were used to open a portal to the Andromeda Galaxy network node.

There are three network nodes in that area; two are broken, and one is barely usable.

Li Nuo explored the area for a while and returned an hour later.

The reconnaissance ship bore several more wounds, and Li Nuo's expression became more serious.

He witnessed an extremely horrific scene outside the Web Gate of the Andromeda Galaxy.

Against the backdrop of lifeless planets, dozens of Tyrannosaurus tendrils battle across the Andromeda Galaxy, vying for the galaxy's dwindling biomass.

Even a single ancient ship with a single tendril is more than twice the size of Behemoth, and the total number of its various biological ships is at least a thousand.

The Andromeda Galaxy is a true cosmic graveyard, where the death and destruction of all living things create a turbulent atmosphere in the warp, but there are no chaotic demons or chaotic gods in the warp.

This is because these warp energies, as soon as they were born, became warp projections of the hive's will.

Any subspace creature that rashly enters the shadows will surely die.

Let's look at the situation of the Triangulum Galaxy.

Li Nuo spent 2730 tons of single crystals to activate the teleportation and explored the Triangulum Galaxy for two hours.

When they returned to the space hall, the reconnaissance ship was billowing smoke, and flames were flashing through the gaps in the armor. The bastards were shouting and trying to put out the fire.

Li Nuo stood on the command platform, his hands gripping the railing, his face extremely solemn.

The situation is even worse for the Triangulum Galaxy.

There was only one tendril there.

However, the size of this tendril's biological ships is conservatively estimated to be over 30,000.

It wiped out the other tendrils and became the dominant star in the Triangulum Galaxy.

With no other tendrils competing for biomass, the dominant species no longer resorts to short-sighted exploitation.

It has turned the Triangulum Galaxy into a desperate "biomass factory".

Planets suitable for biomass life are filled with incubation pools that promote the reproduction and growth of biomass.

One after another, alien life forms are born from the incubation pool and then sent to the assembly line built from corpses.

The Tyranids lined up around the conveyor belt like they were eating sushi, feasting on the alien lifeforms or throwing them directly into the digestive tract.

This scene is comparable to a highly industrialized and automated production line for the Wanhun Banner.

The resulting subspace fluctuations, while not as intense as those in the Andromeda Galaxy, carried a subspace energy that made Navigator Boy unbearable.

Almost as soon as they arrived in the Triangulum system, the psionic boy responsible for guiding the reconnaissance ship had his head explode, the fragments turning into thick black liquid that covered the entire amniotic fluid tank.

We've replaced over a dozen navigation guys, and they've all ended up like this.

In the critical moment, Li Nuo personally stepped in, spending a full 100 million simulated points to exchange for 1 million universal psionic materials, which was enough to withstand the subspace projection and the emotional impact of despair caused by the Triangulum Galaxy overlord.

Thus, the reconnaissance ship escaped the pursuit of the Triangulum Galaxy's overlord and returned to the cosmic hall.

Li Nuo gripped the railing tightly, trying to dispel the lingering echoes of despair in her mind.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, his facial features relaxing slightly.

Judging from the situation in the Triangulum and Andromeda constellations, it's not hard to see that Elena's statement is likely true.

The galaxy group containing the Milky Way is called the Local Group.

There are four major galaxies here: the Milky Way, the Large Magellanic Cloud, the Triangulum Galaxy, and the Andromeda Galaxy.

Apart from the Milky Way, the other three large galaxies have already fallen, not to mention the medium and small galaxies, which have undoubtedly become biomass factories for the Tyranids.

Unfortunately, Li Nuo was unable to verify what the situation was like outside the Local Group.

Outside of the Local Group, there is no network in the night sky.

It's not that the network nodes there are broken, but that the ancient saints never built a network there in the first place.

The closest galaxy group to our Local Group is the Virgo Cluster, which is 5000 million light-years away.

The Virgo Cluster contains thousands of large galaxies comparable to the Milky Way, hence its name.

Pampa can explore 1 light-years outward every day.

Starting from the edge of the Local Group and exploring towards the Virgo Cluster, Pampa can observe the state of the Virgo Cluster after approximately 5000 Terra days.

This shows how vast the universe is and how tiny our Milky Way galaxy is.

Even such a tiny galaxy is vast enough for all living things, and even for gods.

Li Nuo is temporarily unable to check the status of neighboring galaxy clusters.

He could only accept Elena's explanation and the fact that the universe was being devoured by the Tyranids.

In a sense, the Terran are the cancer of the universe.

It transforms all living things with biodiversity into a giant devourer, spreading like cancer cells.

Compared to the Tyranids, the Chaos God seems somewhat benevolent.

"Boss, Golden Corn has sent a message."

That night, Lino possessed the space supervisor Isabella to repair the dimensional pocket.

Kron came over to report the situation:
"Golden Corn wants to buy a sufficiently secure web hosting space; name your price. If the price is right, they will buy more web hosting space in the future."

"Why don't they clean up the network space themselves?" Li Nuo asked, arms crossed.

Krohn responded:
"Jin Yumi said that the servants of the God of Murder have been watching them. Wherever they go, the murder demons follow. These rotten things kill humans and completely crush them in every way. Any human would be instantly killed by these rotten things. Unless they can find and kill the incarnation of the God of Murder hiding in the Web, the risk of shrimp exploring the Web is extremely high."

"Oh, is that so? I almost forgot about the murderer."

Li Nuo slapped his forehead, recalling his knowledge of cloud hammers in this regard.

Drach'nyen, the god of murder, is neither aligned with the Chaos faction nor under the control of the Four Merchants.

According to legend, Draconion was born from the first murder in human civilization and possesses the ability to instantly kill humans.

In the Warhammer canon, the Golden Corn and the Oil Man, who were stationed in Karatha, were utterly routed by this thing.

The weasel arrived to provide support, but was at a disadvantage in the battle and was almost forced to become a god on the spot. In the end, it could only seal the god of murder inside the golden corn and fled in defeat.

This shows how much Draconian restrained the yellow weasel.

Of course, once the weasel stopped insisting it was human and ascended to godhood, Draconian would no longer restrain it. "Tell Golden Corn, I happen to have a Webspace space with a diameter of 1500 million kilometers for sale. It's empty, without demons, without ruins, only a safe and reliable Webspace gate for entry and exit."

Li Nuo pondered for a moment and quickly calculated the transaction price:
“I’m thinking, such a comfortable and peaceful cyberspace is worth at least several billion tons of green light mud. Let’s trade it for 90 billion tons of green light mud, and we can pay in installments.”

"Alright, boss, I'll go tell Golden Corn right now." Kron pounded his chest and turned to run towards the helipad.

Isabella leaned closer and asked:
"That network space you mentioned earlier, wasn't it intended for growing mushrooms? You just sold it to humans like that?"

"What's wrong? You have a problem with that?" Li Nuo glanced at the purple bean sprouts.

"Aren't you afraid that humans will build military bases there and stab you in the back in the future?" Isabella clicked her tongue, looking like she couldn't wait to see a good show.

"Stab me? Heh, go ahead and stab me, I have armor on my backside too." Li Nuo tapped the monocrystalline plate ceramic armor on his back, producing a crisp clanging sound.

"Go back to work. Trading is an adult matter, it has nothing to do with you."

"Tch~" Isabella smirked and left.

The evening was spent supervising Isabella and the technician boy as they worked.

In the following days, Li Nuo, posing as Kron, made a deal with Golden Corn, ceding a safe network space to the Human Empire.

The two sides also signed a garrison agreement.

The Palu Orcs dispatched a small fleet to guard the gates of the Web Path, preventing the God of Murder and his minions from infiltrating the Web Path space.

Golden Corn and Oil Guy will build outposts near the gate of the network for mutual defense.

The human empire provides 1000 million tons of green light mud as commission each month.

The transaction agreement and the garrison agreement were signed together and are expected to be implemented gradually within half a month.

On the third Terra Day after the contract was signed, Lino received some unexpected news from Ms. Satana.

It was an ordinary morning.

After a night of living in Palu, Li Nuo woke up at his residence in the Apimette Royal Court district.

Ever since the Emperor stopped him from saving the Primarch, he has lost interest in living and working as a human.

Developing new food recipes?

It's not necessary.

How could a wise and powerful emperor allow his people to go hungry?

Developing new weapons and equipment?

Please, the Emperor is already this powerful, so if you go and develop new weapons and equipment yourself, isn't that a bit disrespectful to him?

Develop new production facilities to improve social productivity?
No need.

By rushing to the forefront of production and research at this moment, aren't I stealing the limelight from the Primarch, the Mechanicus, and the soon-to-be-born Belisarius Caul?

Forget it~
Once the Orcish Empire of Ulanor is destroyed, the 19 Primarchs will be enthroned as "immortals," a scene comparable to "immortals standing in rows." The human empire will surely flourish under the leadership of the Primarchs and the Emperor.

I'm just a nobody, I should just live my own life.

Don't seek the limelight, and don't make enemies.

In particular, we must not use the technology possessed by the Palu Orcs, lest we be exposed in front of the Emperor and the Primarch.

With this mindset, Li Nuo completely resigned himself to his position as acting governor.

He didn't need to worry about the Space Guard's daily training.

The Ulanor Orc Empire would occasionally send reconnaissance troops to the sub-sector to investigate the situation.

When Kranment led the Space Guard on patrol, they would encounter the Ulanor Orcs' reconnaissance forces every few days, and firefights would frequently break out.

Li Nuo doesn't need to worry about the expanded production of the new synthetic starch, as well as the production and sales of related equipment; Isabel and Tido will handle every detail.

At present, the only thing Li Nuo needs to consider is the war between the Empire and Ulanno.

As the flames of war drew ever closer, the straight-line distance between the front lines and Apimatt shrank to about 2000 light-years.

The planet Granite 5, where Lord Vogas is located, is closer to the front line, only 1200 light-years away as the crow flies.

These days, Linuo frequently dispatches bailiffs, space guards, and planetary defense forces to Granit 5 to maintain local stability.

The good news is that ever since Lino transferred Corrie to assist Delton, the remnants of the rebellion on Granite 5 have been greatly reduced.

The bad news is that these guys can never be completely eradicated; they always manage to emerge from the shadows and disrupt social order.

Their actions were very methodical; they only targeted Lord Voges's bailiffs and never ordinary people.

This led many ordinary people who were dissatisfied with the governor to secretly give high praise to the remnants of the rebels, and even to tip them off through informal channels.

Voges did everything he could to improve the living conditions of ordinary people.

However, Granit 5 is a mining world.

No matter how much we improve living conditions, it's impossible to provide every worker with a life like that of a garden world.

However, when the remnants of the rebel army were spreading their propaganda, they used examples of wonderful imperial worlds such as the Garden World, the Agricultural World, and the Paradise World.

The stark contrast between reality and dreams provided fertile ground for the remnants of the rebels to survive.

In this situation, Voges and Delton didn't have many options left.

It was perfectly normal for the Imperial Governor to replace ordinary people with a new batch of people to do production work, as was common practice.

As for where the players who were replaced went...

Go talk to the oily guys in the foundry world.

"Li Nuo, I have a letter here from the wartime council that you need to open and examine in person."

Satana called.

Li Nuo answered the phone casually and replied:
"Okay, ma'am, I'll be right there."

Li Nuo arrived at Satana's cottage.

This elderly star talker has difficulty walking, but his hands are quite nimble, and he knits sweaters when he has free time.

I wonder who she knitted this sweater for.

Li Nuo picked up the letter from Xingyu on the table and sat down on the sofa.

Unfolding the letter and examining it closely, Li Nuo paused, slightly taken aback.

"This looks like a... shelter invitation?"

“Yes, you read that right, this is indeed a shelter invitation.” Satana adjusted her glasses and said gently:

"The wartime council predicts that the war between the Empire and the Ulanor orcs is very likely to spread to the entire Sun Starfield, the southern part of the Misty Star Language, and the western part of the Far East Starfield."

"Terra will establish sanctuaries to protect the mortal scholars, experts, and other mortals of exceptional scientific talent within the Empire."

"Your inventions of Gauss weapons, new synthetic starch, and inhibitors of orc spore metabolic enzyme activity have earned you this refuge invitation. You can bring your family in and return after the war."

(End of this chapter)

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