Mobile City Farming Guide

Chapter 402 The Administrator's "Interstellar Surgery" (4K)
"My God."

Li Ye's expression changed slightly.

The giant before us is large enough to hold a star in one hand.

The Starship looked like a small pebble to him.

Even in the smallest of moments, he sensed the giant's gaze upon him.

"It's amazing. I've completely cut off all information from this desolate star system, yet someone still managed to find their way here." His voice echoed directly in Li Ye's mind.

"May I ask who you are?" Li Ye asked immediately.

The giant nodded slightly.

"Manager Nizel."

"what?!"

A few drops of sweat quickly slid down Li Ye's face.

He never expected that the legendary supreme being of the universe, the elusive and mysterious ruler, would actually appear.

From an intelligence perspective, what the other party said is very likely true.

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He glanced around at the manager in front of him, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In his imagination, the manager should be similar to an ancient god, wearing a long robe, holding a scepter, with white hair and beard and a solemn face.

However, the administrator before them was completely shrouded in sophisticated mechanical armor, smooth and seamless, shimmering with a cold, silent silver light. His face was a single, smooth panel, flashing with simple geometric patterns made of energy.

Cold, emotionless, and driven by reason.

He's practically a robot.

What Li Ye didn't expect was that Nazel, the manager, was already covered in wounds.

His mechanical armor was shattered, riddled with spiderweb-like cracks and jagged gaps.

The armor on his left shoulder had vanished, revealing not flesh and blood, but countless broken, charred energy conduits and intricate structures still hissing and crackling with faint electrical sparks.

A deep, bone-revealing claw mark ran diagonally across his breastplate, the metal at the edges twisted and curled, retaining an ominous, almost living, eerie green energy, like corrosive venom.

His face was mostly shattered, with only a few dangerous red lights flickering deep within the cracks.

As Li Ye watched, a big question mark couldn't help but appear in his mind.

The manager is already the highest being in the universe, so what kind of guy could hurt him like this?

Seemingly sensing Li Ye's thoughts, Nazel spoke softly.

"I have just returned from the Inner Universe."

The Inner Universe.

This is a chaotic dimension that is a complete mirror image of the real universe, coexisting in opposition to it.

Every life form in the universe possesses a soul, and the inner universe is the final destination of all souls.

Souls that enter the inner universe either become the energy source for this chaotic dimension or are twisted into deformed chaotic monsters.

The supreme ruler of the inner universe is the Chaos God.

Thanks to Nazel's brief explanation, Li Ye finally understood what the Inner Universe was all about.

What surprised him even more than this was that creatures actually had souls.

Looking at Nizel in front of him again, he already knew what was going on.

This administrator's opponent in the inner universe must be a Chaos God.

He immediately asked the question that concerned him most.

Every moment, thousands of lives die in the universe.

This also means that the inner universe will be nourished by their souls every moment, becoming more powerful and giving birth to more chaotic monsters.

It is getting stronger every moment. Can the managers handle it?
Nizel, however, gave a concise answer.

“Can’t handle it.”

Even as the supreme ruler, he still felt helpless in dealing with the inner universe.

After all, its power comes from the souls of dead creatures.

New life is born in the universe every moment, which is like a continuous source of nourishment for the universe.

Thus began a dark cycle.

Newborn life possesses a soul → the soul dies and falls into the inner universe, becoming an energy source or even a chaotic monster → the chaotic monster invades the real universe, slaughtering and reaping souls.

If managers want to prevent this, there are only two ways.

First, kill all life in the universe. In this way, no life will be able to reproduce in the universe, the universe will completely lose its supply, slowly wither away, and eventually be destroyed.

Second, make all living beings in the universe immortal, so that no new souls will travel to the inner universe.

The administrators cannot fulfill the first point because their duty is to maintain cosmic order and protect life. If all life in the universe were to become extinct, they would also lose their reason for existence.

As for the second point, with the supreme divine power of the manager and by integrating the human and material resources of the universe, it might be possible to achieve this over hundreds of millions of years.

The problem is that the chaotic evil gods of the inner universe will not stand idly by.

They will use various means to instigate interstellar wars in galaxies, causing massive casualties, or even personally slaughtering an entire galaxy.

Even if all life in the real universe were to become extinct, they would create new life.

Upon hearing this, Li Ye shook his head repeatedly.

This is a completely unsolvable dead end.

"So, do you managers have a solution?" he asked casually.

Nizel did not respond.

Li Ye quickly realized that even if there were such a thing, the other party wouldn't reveal it.

He also learned two other things unexpectedly from Nizel.

First, the many gods banished to the solar system actually originated from the inner universe. They were not chaotic evil gods, but merely their underlings.

Secondly, the administrators possess countless large star systems that loyally follow them, working for them to maintain cosmic order. The previous stellar prison was established by one of the administrators' large star systems.

“Now, I need your help, human,” Nizel said. “My injuries are too severe; in order to recover, I need an interstellar-level surgery.”

This manager appeared quite pragmatic.

He stated that if Tomorrow Civilization is willing to lend a helping hand, he will offer a reward after the matter is resolved.

Li Ye couldn't help but feel restless.

The compensation offered by the manager was naturally substantial.

At the same time, a question arose in his mind.

"You said that many large star systems have followed you, why didn't you notify them to come and rescue you?"

Nizel gave a simple explanation.

First, the real universe has been gradually infiltrated by the Chaos God, and the major star systems that follow the ruler are no exception, harboring many traitors, and there are precedents to learn from. Second, the Chaos God is looking for him, and naturally, the fewer cosmic forces that know he has returned wounded, the better.

“Space jump, light-speed travel. With your civilization’s technological level, you can help me heal my injuries,” Nizel said. “Now, hurry up and prepare.”

Since the entire communication was conducted telepathically, the crew of the Starship had no idea that the person standing before them, Nizel, was the administrator.

Everyone assumed it was some kind of trapped, highly intelligent being from outer space.

Li Ye immediately returned to the Burnley system, mobilizing the entire Tomorrow civilization.

Of course, he claimed internally that he had received a rare "big job" and that as long as the entire civilization could work overtime to rescue this "advanced intelligent being", they could earn hundreds of millions of star coins.

At the same time, Li Ye couldn't help but feel excited.

This surgery was much larger than the one performed on the coast of the Valley region in Gairas.

Under Novie's calculations and his command, the civilization of tomorrow began this "interstellar surgery".

Deep within the frigid nebula, the towering yet broken body of the administrator, Nazel, rests motionless in the void.

The space forces of Tomorrow's civilization thus dispersed to coordinate their work.

Multiple mobile cities simultaneously activated their gravitational wave controllers, releasing coordinated gravitational beams that, like a giant, invisible hand, gently yet firmly held Nizel's massive body in place, preventing any minute drift from affecting the precision of the surgery.

The first thing to do is to clean and purify the wound.

Logically speaking, conventional surgical instruments would be required.

But this time it was completely different.

The space force will create a gigantic, invisible focusing lens using a photon force field formed by gravity.

The source material is multiple stars.

Their originally dazzling light, which radiated evenly in all directions, was now captured by that huge, invisible lens.

Like water being channeled, massive amounts of visible light, ultraviolet light, high-energy X-rays, and even charged particles from stellar winds are forcibly deflected and converged, rushing along the curvature of the lens toward the sole focal point—the manager's wound.

During this period, the Space Force, under Novi's coordination and calculation, worked together to continuously compress and purify the stellar energy that had gathered over millions of kilometers, ultimately forming an extremely pure beam of light several kilometers wide, containing the temperature of the star's core.

The next step is the repair and suturing of the external wound.

Countless Level 0.5 mobile cities were mobilized, swarming towards the wound in Nesel like a swarm of metal worker bees.

Each mobile city lands at a designated location, carrying components produced by Tomorrow, and precisely lays and welds them onto the wound surface.

Gradually, Nizel's injuries began to improve.

“It’s not enough to just repair the external wounds; you also need to perform internal surgery on me,” he reminded Li Ye.

Li Ye was stunned.

Internal medicine surgery?

He had absolutely no idea what the internal structure of a manager's body was like.

"Perhaps I'm being a bit presumptuous, and if you find it offensive, please forgive my intrusion," he said cautiously. "May I ask, are you a robot or a living being?"

Nizel, however, seemed completely unconcerned.

"Before becoming a manager, I was an energy life form. Energy was my cells and blood, and machinery constituted my physical organs and form."

"I see, thank you for informing me. So, shall we become...?" Li Ye's expression changed.

According to Nezel, the managers seem to be life forms in the universe.

“Carbon-based life forms, silicon-based life forms, energy life forms, and even alien beasts can be promoted to administrators as long as the conditions are met,” Nezel said calmly.

Li Ye listened and nodded repeatedly.

According to this logic, humans could also become managers.

But these conditions are undoubtedly extremely demanding.

The Tomorrow Alliance space force then entered Nezel's body through the wound.

In an instant, an inner world beyond all imagination unfolded before their eyes.

This is by no means a simple mechanical structure, but a magnificent and incredibly precise mechanical palace, the scale and complexity of which would shock any known interstellar civilization.

Most striking is the omnipresent flow of energy. It is the lifeblood of this palace, flowing ceaselessly at incredible speeds through a network of pipes as thick as interstellar highways and as fine as nerve endings.

The skeleton is made of huge alloy machinery that gleams with a cold, hard metallic luster; the structure is both beautiful and incredibly sturdy.

In the distance, some enormous, operating mechanical devices could be vaguely seen—those were actually Nesser's heart, liver, lungs, and stomach.

At this moment, this sacred mechanical wonder is riddled with scars.

The thick energy pipe twisted and melted through, like a torn artery, still spewing dangerous arcs of energy.

The magnificent skeleton was twisted and bent, revealing grotesque broken edges.

The giant mechanical organ was covered with burn marks and dents, and its light flickered unpredictably, like a candle in the wind.

Tiny metal fragments and condensed energy crystals floated like dust from time to time.

“I’m hungry, I need food,” Nazel’s voice echoed in Liye’s mind.

"What would you like to eat?" Li Ye asked.

"star."

Stars are the most common yet most powerful celestial bodies in the universe. They are incandescent furnaces that continuously carry out massive nuclear fusion, and the light, heat, and radiation energy they output is unimaginably vast.

Only such food can meet the most basic metabolic needs of the manager's magnificent body.

“White dwarfs are best; these stars have a more stable energy release, extremely high density, and are easier to feed on,” Nizel cautioned. “Red giants, on the other hand, are too large and loose, making it easy for them to get messy while feeding.”

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Li Ye couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Only a manager could so easily devour a star.

"Understood, I'll go and collect it for you right away."

After an unknown amount of time, Tomorrow Civilization finally completed the surgery.

Using his microcosm, Li Ye collected dozens of white dwarf stars in one go and displayed them in front of Nizel.

Then, Nezel slowly raised his giant hand.

His movements, though seemingly slow, precisely pierced through space, reaching straight towards the white dwarf star whose orbit had been slightly stabilized by gravitational pull, emitting a deathly white light.

The most unbelievable thing was what happened next—his huge metal fingers closed, and he actually held the white dwarf star between his fingers.

The once smooth and seamless panel on his face suddenly developed countless cracks, revealing a bottomless, incredibly complex mechanical maw.

The once incredibly dense structure of the white dwarf collapsed and shattered, transforming into an indescribably pure stream of energy and matter that slowly flowed into Nezel's mouth.

After finishing his meal, the manager's condition noticeably improved.

As he ate slowly, Li Ye spoke again.

"If I may ask, are all managers required to wear this mechanical armor?"

(End of this chapter)