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Captain Singal suddenly realized that relying solely on recently encountered worlds wasn't a good idea, so he began preparing to bring in some planets with which he had long-term partnerships.

Anyway, it's just a test version, and Captain Singal is just recruiting people for fun.

So...

Captain Singal invites Evil Eye to join the chat group.

[Captain Singal invites SteelEarth to join the chat group]

[Captain Singal invites Abdullah Hassan to join the chat group]

That's all I can think of for now. I'll contact the other older friends later and gradually bring them in.

This is just a test for the cross-world chat group. After all, this is only the first version, and the interface is the simplest one. The Mimic King will definitely change it later.

He had never used such convenient software before. Even though the previous system of the Star Squad had the Mimic King, he found it difficult to use, especially the signal transmission speed.

Previously, communication relied entirely on portals or slow travel at the speed of light. Stable signals were slow, while fast signals were unstable, and there was also the fear of spatial blockade.

Therefore, the emergency communication device was used as a last resort, relying on the souls of the predecessors who had retired in the Mimic King's Palace as signal base stations.

Now, with such a fast and efficient way of communication, he is naturally very satisfied.

So Captain Singal sent it directly in the group chat.

Captain Singal: Welcome, welcome, everyone. This is a new technology from our Starfleet. It transmits information through subspace, enabling instantaneous communication regardless of outer space. We've recently started preparing for testing. Although this version is rather rudimentary, it has all the necessary functions. Feel free to make any requests, and I'll relay them to my superiors for revisions.

Captain Singar: You're all friends, come and chat with us. If any problems arise in the future, you can notify us instantly, and we'll be there to help. (Thank you, thank you!)
The group fell silent. It seemed that no one (world) spoke. Perhaps these worlds were temporarily confused by this technology and were either trying out its basic functions or observing cautiously.

After all, these worlds are all related to the Starfleet, and what they have in common is that they must have been severely beaten, so they will be on guard when this situation occurs.

Captain Singal didn't rush him, slowly building up the atmosphere.

Captain Singal: This really isn't a conspiracy. I truly am Captain Singal. This is my identification, this is my Noble Phantasm—the Holy Sword Valedin, this is our Starfleet's base…

Captain Singal seemed to genuinely believe that the others didn't trust him, so he started sending out a whole bunch of pictures.

However, with current subspace information technology, it takes about ten seconds to upload a single image...

Vice Captain Stanley: ...

Vice Captain Stanley: @HolyMagicStar, it's me, old friend. Just wanted to let you know that Fafnir is doing very well. She's gained 5 pounds the last time I saw her.

Holy Magic Star: Hmm, okay. By the way, can this technology only be used for information exchange and calling for help? I have a lot of things that are inconvenient to handle here, but recently I've run into a problem here, a shortage of personnel, which makes these little things very troublesome, but it's not worth bothering your interstellar squadron, so could you set up a task board here?
Holy Magic Star: We're issuing some tasks. Whoever is free on your end can handle them to minimize friction between us.

Holy Magic Star: This saves both sides a lot of resources and avoids any problems.
As the first planet to speak, it naturally prioritizes offering its own suggestions.

Captain Singal: Great idea! We can even use low-intensity missions as a perk for our vacation, killing two birds with one stone.

Vice Captain Stanley: ...

My goodness, Captain! How can you do business like this?! You're just letting others drive down the price! Although we mostly cooperate and achieve mutual benefit, the organization also needs resources for development! How can you make it seem like we're the ones begging? How am I supposed to continue negotiating? How am I supposed to set a price?
You don't know how valuable resources are until you're in charge, right?

……

Meanwhile, Earth.

Xue Law was completely unaware that the chat group had become active at this moment, with many planets starting to speak, preparing to have the Mimicry King create a function similar to a "taskbar".

It's a feature that allows planets to issue simple tasks, which others can accept and even take a vacation along the way.

Upon returning to Earth, Xue Dalu breathed a sigh of relief. Everything had been somewhat unexpected, especially Faust and Mephistopheles.

Xue's Law did not expect that Faust would not give up his life, dignity, or even everything else in order to kill Mephisto. He was the purest avenger, regardless of good or evil. Faust only wanted to kill Mephisto, and everything else could wait until after he was dead.

Mephisto is actually the embodiment of the world's consciousness, merely wearing the skin of a transmigrator to allow himself to become an apostle. In some ways, Mephisto is very similar to him; he too is an apostle in disguise, and in the end, he almost possessed his own body.

If Mephisto succeeds, then Xue's Law will probably be completely destroyed, and even the Mimicry King won't be able to save it.

Fortunately, Xue's Law has a strong trump card.

The vast void, though it erodes itself every moment, is also a bottomless pit for foreign invaders.

What frightened others the most actually saved his life.

At the same time, Xue also understood why others feared the power of nothingness. This power was equivalent to a direct devouring that ignored any resistance and authority. According to Hassan, this was the strongest power in the universe, but also the most costly.

Upon returning to Earth, the Earth's consciousness immediately pulled him into a private conversation area.

Xue Law thought it was still a question of nothingness and was just about to kneel down in despair when his mother said directly, "Did you eat the fruit?"

Xue Law: “?”

If he wanted to eat the fruit, he would have done so long ago. He just didn't want to be corrupted by the fruit and become one of those apostles who would stop at nothing to get the fruit.

Just as Xue's Law was about to refute, Earth's consciousness suddenly said, "You really didn't eat it? It seems you didn't, but why do you have such a huge spirituality? It's even bigger than Brinton's when he ate the fruit. This spirituality has even helped you temporarily alleviate the side effects of the void."

Xue's Law slowly carved out another question mark.

Is spirituality the same as the mimicry of a supreme being?

After all, the "spirituality" of the entire universe is actually ethereal and intangible, but it is the power of the King. The closer a being is to the King, the more it conforms to the concept of "beauty," and the greater its spirituality becomes.

The divine tree needs humans to bear fruit, and the apostles rely on the fruit to become stronger. In essence, this is a means of plundering spirituality and getting closer to the King.

They knew that honoring the King was the path to transcendence, so everything they did was in order to approach the King's path, like feeling their way across the river by touching the King's body.

In essence, the Star Squadron was the same, but its methods and approaches were completely different. The Star Squadron chose to directly cultivate a pseudo-King based on the original deeds of the King and the fragments left in the universe, spending countless years to create such a King.

The Mimic King is more like a clone of the King, or a descendant of the King. At the same time, they all follow the King's past deeds and converge on the Mimic King, which results in completely different styles of doing things.

It's like a saint ascending to godhood by saving humanity from suffering, and later generations wanting to replicate his ascension.

Following the saint's experience, a group of people also chose to save the world, absorb the suffering of others, and wanted to achieve ascension through the same actions and path.

But another group chose to eat those who had been saved by the saint, in order to absorb the remaining power of the saint within them and use it to ascend to immortality.

Although their goal is the same—to ascend—their methods and approaches are completely different and diametrically opposed. This is the current state of the Starfleet and the Mist Council.

Just like two sides of the same coin, one thought can make you a god, and another a demon.

Now, my mother says she feels like she ate the fruit and gained immense spirituality; she must be a mimicking king, right?

After all, he had come into direct contact with the Mimic King. As the being closest to the King in the entire universe, and even a clone of the King, a kind of son, it was probably normal for his spiritual growth to be so great.
Forget it, I can't keep making up Schrödinger's Law.

He roughly recounted his experiences, and his mother fell silent, not pressing him further. She didn't even continue to ask about the erosion of nothingness that she had been most concerned about.

"Just do as that senior said, do what you should do, do what makes you happy, and live happily." Mom smiled, seemingly no longer making too many demands on Xue Dinglu. "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. No matter what, I will protect you."

"Uh..." Xue Daolu felt a little uncomfortable. His mother used to be like a typical Chinese parent, but now that she's suddenly relaxed, Xue Daolu doesn't quite feel at ease.

"Okay, I understand." Xue Dinglu scratched his head and suddenly said, "By the way, I recently started a cross-world chat group project with Mimicry King, which is currently being tested. I'm still an administrator. Do you want to come and help test it?"

Xue Lude immediately pulled out the research results he had just obtained with the Starship Squad. Although it was just a chat group for initial testing, Xue Lude was still quite happy. He even felt like he had traveled back to 1998 and directly robbed a certain penguin to start his business.

The "Great Sage (Second Generation)" invites "Blue Star" to join the chat group.

In an instant, the previously lively chat group fell silent.

Earth, having just joined the chat group, immediately began to examine the product and then asked Xue's Law directly: "Is it used for interstellar transmission by transmitting information through subspace?"

"Uh, yes." Xue Law responded to Earth's consciousness while looking at the 99+ chat records in the group with a puzzled expression.

He's only been away from the group chat for a few minutes, right?
"It's good to have this exchange area. Okay, you go and rest first. I can gradually get used to this."

……

Xue Dinglu stopped interfering, knowing that his mother was a level above those in other worlds.

Unlike the world consciousness, which had never been exposed to the warp, the Earth consciousness had been exploring the warp for a long time. From the moment it gave itself this space of consciousness to the point where it could consistently glean a lot of good stuff from the warp, Mom was not completely ignorant about the warp.

Perhaps my mother only came to understand this in the last few thousand years, but for humanity, this represents the transition from the age of gods to the age of humans.

The group chat suddenly fell silent. Xue Dinglu immediately scrolled up and saw the chat history above.

Basically, these newly arrived world consciousnesses began discussing how to add a [task bar] function, and several world consciousnesses with this idea engaged in a long-standing dispute with the interstellar fleet.

They were discussing everything from price and wear and tear to materials, and a guy named "Vice Captain Stanley" was directly arguing with all the world consciousnesses. This meant that the functional aspects had been agreed upon, and they had entered the bargaining stage.

Xue's Law felt a bit... as if he had seen another side of the interstellar column.

Previously, he had only seen the selfless dedication and help-the-weak side of the interstellar squadron, but now this vice-captain represented the logistical support side of the interstellar column, the kind of person who was meticulous and might argue for a long time over even the smallest amount of resources.

Xue's Law even has a connection with this Vice-Captain Stanley, who was once the mentor of the Hero Uncle. Fafnir even has to call this Vice-Captain "Grandpa" or something similar when she sees him.

He was also the one who helped Fafnir leave the original world, although that might not necessarily be considered a good thing...

Although I've never met this vice-captain, he does have some connection with Xue Lude.

However, seeing the vice-captain arguing heatedly with other worlds, Xue Dinglu realized that the logistics department of the interstellar column should probably be the department that truly contacts the outside world. After all, only such a tough and calculating department can prevent the organization from suffering losses.

After all, the Starfleet is a large organization. Other departments are concerned with appearances, while the logistics department has to consider the substance. They only need to be responsible for all members of the Starfleet and the worlds they join. Naturally, they would not want to suffer any losses if they could ask for an exorbitant amount.

During the negotiations, Captain Singal didn't even have a chance to speak. He seemed to be a mascot of the Fifth Squad, with virtually no say in the group chat. On the contrary, the vice-captain's aura was far too imposing.

However, when Xue Daolu looked at the group members, he fell silent instantly.

Looking around, I saw familiar faces everywhere...

Except for a very few unfamiliar people, everyone else was a familiar face. It even seemed that the consciousness of Old Barak's Lung Fog Planet had joined the group, and Mr. Hassan had also become a member.

However, Hassan rarely speaks, only occasionally pointing out obvious mistakes; the rest of the time he seems to be constantly watching the screen.

Xue Law immediately tried to send a private message to Captain Xingal. This initial version of the chat group included a private message function, and Mimic King had not missed anything in this regard. It had all the basic functions.

What Xue Law didn't know was that the Mimic King himself had a similar function set up inside his body. After all, the inside of his body was like a large alternate dimension, inhabited by the souls of countless members of the interstellar column who had passed away over the years.

Even inside His body, the Mimic King still needed to consider communication issues. This chat group was essentially something He directly applied to an existing communication architecture demo.

"Captain, your contact list... apart from a few, why are all of them recently joined?"

"Yes, I've already invited a few recently joined members to test this out. Don't worry, I'm taking this testing very seriously. After all, the testing budget from headquarters has arrived. Next, I'll compile a list of all the features and improvements that need to be made, so I'll invite more of my old friends to join the testing," Captain Singal replied immediately.

"However, I haven't been in touch with many old friends for a long time. Some of our worlds only had a connection once between previous generations. I need to find them carefully. So, I'll start by adding some of the closest friends I can contact. Don't worry, I'll be more attentive to testing this chat group than you are."

"Wait a minute, I've found contact information for another planet."

[Captain Singal invites Dragon Star to join the chat group]

Xue Law: "..."

Captain Singal: This is a planet that Olivia contacted. You should recognize it, right?
Xue's Law: I know it, I know it all too well...

Captain Singal: Our team has recently established diplomatic relations with many planets, and our performance this quarter has already exceeded expectations. It's truly a vibrant and competitive scene. It seems my team members haven't been slacking off lately. I just wonder how long this rapid development can continue.

Xue's Law: ...

He seemed to understand why the fifth squad had been performing so well lately.

Soon, the group chat was no longer silent.

Holy Magic Star: Hello newcomer, the group rules have been posted on the group bulletin board. There is currently only one group owner and one administrator in the group. Everyone else is equal, and you are welcome to speak freely about any opinions or good ideas you may have for the group.

Vice-Captain Stanley: Alright, let's continue with our discussion about the revenue sharing and construction of the [Taskboard]. Where were we last time? Right, the Star Squadron will take 5% of the resources. This is to maintain the group's consumption and also to give His Excellency the Mimic King a certain share.

Giant Beast Star: Wait a minute, didn't you just say you'd take 3% of the resources? I was just about to complain about why I had to pay an extra 3%. With those resources, why don't I raise a child with faith, forbearance, loyalty, strength, courage, sacrifice, and a burning love to become a guardian?

Behemoth Star: We have people like that too!
Great Sage (Second Generation): ...

Holy Magic Star: Yes, yes, our stored spiritual energy isn't inexhaustible, but we have plenty of minerals. By the way, I have another request. Could you please post missing person notices? I'm looking for a child, but I haven't been able to find any information.

Behemoth Star: Yes, you can also post missing person quests in the quest log. I've been needing that recently too.

Great Sage (Second Generation): ...

Holy Magic Star: Dog Manager, why do you keep sending "..."? Do you have any comments or suggestions?
Great Sage (Second Generation): No, no... You continue, continue...

At this moment, Xue Luding seemed to be sweating a bit. Fortunately, he changed his group name as soon as he was invited in by the Mimic King, so that these acquaintances would not recognize him now.

I bet even Hassan didn't know that the administrator was actually himself.

Suddenly, Earth's consciousness said, "I recognize these two. One seems to be the one who has been sending me harassing messages, and the other seems to be the one who has been asking me for people."

"Forehead……"

"Don't worry, I won't cheat you on this."

Then, Xue Dinglu witnessed the following scene.

Blue Star: @Great Sage (Second Generation), hello everyone, this child is my son, I'm sorry for causing you trouble.

The other world consciousnesses were immediately bewildered. "Isn't an administrator your kid? Why are you showing off like this? Besides, we don't even know your kid. We only know he's a lowly administrator. What, does being an administrator make you so great?"

The Great Sage (Second Generation): ... (End of Chapter)