I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 439 Blue Star, Nine Provinces Star
At the Antarctic base, Yuan Lang tried everything to persuade Ma Liang, but to no avail.

Ma Liang refused decisively: "In the face of profit, feelings and ideals are worthless. When I was still weak, I used fragments of my memories to build a kaleidoscope, which was a work of art that I cherished very much. But this kaleidoscope was easily destroyed in a civilization exchange."

"From that time on, I understood a principle: only when you have enough strength can you talk about ideals."

"Your Ancestral Dragon is very strong, and your Principal Lin is also very strong. However, they are both gone. I cannot drag the entire civilization down with me for the sake of artistic pursuits. The consequences of betraying the Star Alliance are something we cannot afford."

The Tai'a sword, as clear as crystal, emitted a chilling aura.

The extreme cold that once appeared in the Civilization Trial Grounds spread from the conference room to the entire base.

The metal conference table emitted a crisp cracking sound from within.

The water control inheritor who remained in the conference room gritted his teeth and used all his strength to erect a protective shield in the conference room.

At the edge of the protective shield, ice crystals and snowflakes transformed into flowing streams of water vapor and mist.

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, remained expressionless, not using his full strength: "Human lifespan on Earth is very short, a mere few decades. Whether it's pain or happiness, it passes in the blink of an eye. I admire a saying from the Eastern Kingdom: 'Those who understand the times are heroes.' I prefer art to war, and I hope you can understand the times."

Yuan Lang stood at the front of the crowd, his body as imposing as a mountain: "The first class I attended after entering the Central First Agricultural School of Blue Star was taught by Principal Lin. It was a history class, and the central idea was just one sentence: 'Death is inevitable for everyone, but it can be as weighty as Mount Tai or as light as a feather.'"

"From the moment we entered the Central First Agricultural School of Blue Star and became Principal Lin's students, our deaths were destined to be heavier than Mount Tai!"

Ma Liang, the magic paintbrush, remained silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Since that's the case, as your friend, I can only grant your wish. I will freeze you into ice sculptures, arranged like the Terracotta Army, to continue protecting your Principal Lin. This is my highest respect and courtesy to you and to Principal Lin."

As soon as the words were spoken, the temperature in the conference room dropped by 10 degrees Celsius.

The protective shield that the water control inheritors had painstakingly maintained was like a bubble, punctured simultaneously by countless fine needles.

"Wait! Can we talk some more?"

At the critical moment, a familiar female voice came from outside the door.

Yuan Lang looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qiu Xiaomei jumping up and down like a monkey, with frost covering her hair, eyebrows and eyelashes.

She was wearing only a red sweater and was shivering from the cold, but her eyes were incredibly bright.

Professor Liu, Old Chen, and a group of other scientists, supporting each other with their old arms and legs, followed behind Qiu Xiaomei, panting heavily.

Yuan Lang's vision went black, and he blurted out a vulgar curse.

All the explanation I just gave was wasted.

These old babies are really disobedient.

Why are they all running so fast?!

Qiu Xiaomei smiled brightly, like a flower, and was showing off to the elders and Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush.

"I've discovered a huge secret!"

The temperature inside the conference room did not continue to drop.

In front of Ma Liang's magic paintbrush, Qiu Xiaomei still had some face. Out of consideration for their friendship, Ma Liang was willing to give Qiu Xiaomei time to chatter on.

Qiu Xiaomei straightened her chest, put her hands on her hips, and laughed loudly: "I've successfully entered the Hetu Luoshu for the third time!"

Everyone's eyes lit up. So, what amazing skill did Qiu Xiaomei awaken?
Before anyone could ask, Qiu Xiaomei spoke up, "This time I finally saw that planet clearly and learned its name. Kyushu Star! So that's what it's called." Yuan Lang and Qiu Laoda, who had been looking forward to this, immediately slumped their shoulders.

That's it?

Seeing everyone's disappointed expressions, Qiu Xiaomei said defiantly, "I haven't finished yet! This time, I really saw it very clearly. There is a continent on Kyushu Star called Pangu Continent, and I saw people on it burying things."

"I overheard them talking about things like space communicators, planetary self-defense weapons, and frequency-diffusers that are still in the experimental stage."

Qiu Laoda couldn't help but interrupt her: "So what? What do the weapons on Kyushu Star have to do with our Blue Star?"

Qiu Xiaomei was too excited and her explanation was incoherent. She simply pushed Professor Chen in front of her and said, "Professor Chen, please explain to everyone."

Professor Chen's face crinkled with laughter, completely unconcerned about Qiu Xiaomei's rudeness, and he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Based on the information and drawings provided by Qiu Xiaomei, we have preliminarily determined that the Nine Provinces Star she saw is our Blue Star."

My goodness!
Ignoring the cold, everyone erupted in chaos.

Long ago, some people proposed that there must have been advanced prehistoric civilizations before human civilization.

Contrary to this theory, many scientists believe that artifacts or mysterious ruins unearthed on Earth that exceeded the technological level of the time were left behind by extraterrestrial visitors.

But now, Qiu Xiaomei has seen the Nine Provinces Star!
This means that humanity on Earth is one step closer to finding its origins.

Of course, more importantly, our ancestors left us a very precious legacy!
Yuan Lang, no longer as composed as before, looked at Professor Chen uncertainly and stammered, "Really? Are you sure? Should we discuss this further?"

Professor Chen, aware of his shock, reassured him: "We are 95% certain. Based on the location provided by Qiu Xiaomei, we used a quantum computer to integrate data on ocean currents, plate tectonics, and other factors to calculate the current location of those weapons."

"Among them, we found two matching locations and weapons." Professor Chen felt a little hot, probably due to psychological factors.

He unbuttoned the first button and said in a low voice, "The first one is a space communicator that we discovered in the Antarctic Circle decades ago. The United States activated this weapon to broadcast the location of Earth to the entire universe, which ultimately led to disaster."

He was personally involved in this project.

[Oracle], the name given to the communicator by the humans of Earth.

【Jiuzhou Star】, the name of the home planet of the creators of the cosmic communicator.

This information is top secret and will most likely disappear into the annals of history as those who know it grow old.

Of course, when Qiu Xiaomei, who had never been exposed to related information, blurted out the words "Jiuzhou Star," Lao Chen had a premonition that Jiuzhou Star and the humans of Blue Star were inextricably linked.

Sure enough, the location calculated by the computer was only five miles away from the research station.

"And the second one?" Yuan Lang asked curiously.

Professor Chen: "It is an imperial tomb."

Ma Liang, the master painter, trembled slightly. Was this imperial tomb referring to the tomb of Qin Shi Huang?

Professor Chen did not answer the question specifically; he had something more important to say.

"Changbai Mountain Tianchi is the location where the same frequency wave diffuser is buried! The others are either in the ocean trench or have been drawn into the mantle."

Old Chen couldn't help but think of Lin Xiaohe. She had also been to Tianchi back then. Could it be that Lin Xiaohe had once entered the Hetu Luoshu?