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"This is the regenerative stem cell culture laboratory in Shirell."

"Although the complete technology still needs further experimentation, regenerative stem cells can be cultivated in advance."

"Oh, right, Zhou Yuan, you should have one too."

"I?"

Zhou Yuan pointed to himself, scratched his head, and said that he was usually a cunning and scheming man, but now he was pretending to be honest and simple.

"This can be considered as providing an extra layer of protection for our lives."

Old Zhu led the two into the laboratory, pointed to the various sarcomas in the culture chamber, and said matter-of-factly:

"Using regenerative stem cells, we can prepare spare organs and limbs for you in advance."

“You are the action team, especially Fang Jing, who always has to risk entering new worlds.”

"We have to get the logistics in order and prepare everything properly for you!"

"This is?"

Fang Jing nodded heavily to show he understood, then pointed with curiosity to the tumor in the culture chamber beside him.

"This is Xiao Zhao's liver."

With a demonstrative wave of his hand, Zhu Lao displayed information in front of the incubation chamber.

Backup Information Member: Zhao Guangyao

Organ: Liver (high match)

Status: Growing (45% complete)

"Oh, it's Old Zhao's liver!"

Zhou Yuan chuckled, poked the glass cover with his index finger, glanced at it, and his smile suddenly widened.

"Since these are Old Zhao's spare liver, gallbladder, and kidneys, then this last one..."

Zhou Yuan strode up to a culture chamber that was still a small bud, grinned mischievously, and winked at Fang Jing with a knowing look.

Fang Jing was a little confused at first, and blinked his eyes as well.

Then, realizing something, he quietly looked down.

"hiss--"

He gasped for breath.

Fang Jing gave Zhou Yuan a knowing look.

"It's just a bit small."

Zhou Yuan nodded to the other person, then shook his head.

"puff!"

Fang Jing barely managed to suppress a laugh, then smiled knowingly at Zhou Yuan:

"Alright, Brother Zhou, don't forget you also need to make backups here. This place is crucial. Not many people can get in under Project 237, but Brother Zhao happens to be one of the few who can get in, just like us."

"You're making fun of someone now, cough cough!"

"Uh……"

Zhou Yuan's face stiffened upon hearing Fang Jing's words.

"That makes sense. We're all friends, hehehe."

This is absolutely unacceptable.

Zhou Yuan quietly put his secure phone back into his pocket and glanced at the ceiling.

Nothing happened, nothing happened!

"Hehe, alright, go get your blood drawn!"

Old Zhu stood aside without saying a word, letting the two little ones make a ruckus.

When people get old, they enjoy watching young people make a fuss and have a lively time.

"Got it!"

……

The Avatar world, Earth.

The air traffic control center has received the identification code from the colonial armed fleet four years ago.

This also means that although the colonial armed fleet has been defeated, information about Earth is still at...

The colonial armed fleet passed by the Alpha Centauri star system, heading towards a point 6 light-years away.

The information gap between the two sides is between 4 and 6 years!

This information gap is ridiculously large.

However, in the universe, which is measured in light-years, this is perfectly normal.

Air traffic control center

The inspector, bribed by the mining company, was carefully reviewing the documents. Only after he finished reading them did he breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

"What, are you worried that the fleet will just steal Pandora?"

Beside him, his colleague curled his lip, seeing how carefully the other was looking, and had a guess in his mind.

However, he didn't say anything more, only making a tentative joke.

"Heh, it's not like Snoop hasn't done this kind of thing before. Kuiper's helium-3 mining area was robbed by space pirates on his last return trip."

The inspector merely gave a cold laugh and said indifferently:

"And on that day, one of their landing craft went missing. Who would believe it wasn't them?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't just say things like that."

His colleague quickly shook his head, urging him to shut up.

"Both military tribunal rulings and international court rulings have proven that this matter has nothing to do with the other party."

"Ah!"

The inspector just kept shaking his head.

The robbery must be related to some powerful forces behind it, otherwise how could they have gotten rid of that batch of Helium-3?

ruling?

It's just a hoax; who the hell would believe it?

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's continue with the testing."

Fearing he would continue rambling and cause trouble, his colleague quickly changed the subject.

The inspector didn't press the matter; he simply lifted his chair and continued working.

However, when the two sat down at the observation platform...

My colleague was immediately captivated by the sight before him. Pointing to the interstellar dust between our solar system and the Centaurus star system, he smiled faintly:

"This vast interstellar dust region is the best protection for the solar system. Once an enemy approaches, it will definitely reveal its presence here."

"Not always."

The inspector rolled his eyes; it seemed he was really going at odds with his colleague today. He immediately replied curtly:

"If I were the enemy, I would definitely avoid this area; moreover, our fleet has already broken up the interstellar dust zone for convenience, so the enemy can simply follow our flight path and we won't be able to detect them at all."

"..."

My colleague was speechless.

Can't you even have a proper conversation? Fine, fine, from now on you can go on duty with the dog.

"But where would we find enemies over at Centaurus?"

Noticing that his colleague's expression was a little off, the inspector coughed lightly and immediately forced a dry laugh:

"Even if there were enemies, they wouldn't be foolish enough to come from this direction, right? We'd definitely run into the armed colonial fleet."

Even if Snog is defeated, he will definitely send a message to the solar system.

"hehe!"

My colleague pursed her lips, clearly annoyed with him and wanting to retort:

What if the enemy can travel faster than the speed of light, or even faster than the speed at which Snowg transmits information?

However, for the sake of this duty and meal buddy,

He still didn't say anything.

Chapter 302 Interstellar History

Kyushu World, Kyushu United University.