A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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The scarlet countdown numbers suddenly exploded, turning into countless dancing points of light that vanished.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, or perhaps it didn't.

On the giant screen, the line representing the remaining votes did not change at all.

There was no buffer.

Nothing has changed.

Just a moment ago it was still 【Today's remaining tickets: 4,000/4,000】.

The next instant, the huge, once vibrant "Buy Tickets Now" button, without even a symbolic flash, turned into a lifeless, dull, gray stone that seemed to have never lit up since time immemorial.

【Today’s remaining votes: 0/4,000】

Today's ferry tickets are sold out.

......

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Dead silence.

A deathly silence, as if time had stopped.

It wasn't that time stopped, but rather that everyone's souls collectively left their bodies.

All the insects had blank faces.

What?

What?

What?!

Immediately afterwards, the StarNet of the Zerg Liernia Empire, the only Level 5 civilization in the local universe, a spiritual temple containing billions of consciousnesses, completely exploded.

【? 】

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Question marks, an overwhelming sea of ​​question marks. In that instant, the StarNet was devoid of any other information, leaving only question marks.

Did that button ever light up?

I opened my compound eyes but I still couldn't see it light up!

Doesn't it just turn gray?

Despair, shock, rage, disbelief—a substantial black tide, flowing at a speed exceeding the speed of light, instantly swept across the entire empire!

"Ah ...

Bursting into tears, wailing, twisting, going mad, crawling in the shadows.

The StarNet public forum was instantly flooded with posts, each with a more sensational title and more extreme emotions:

["Vanished Instantly! The Whereabouts of 4,000 Ship Tickets Remains a Mystery! Did the Imperial Transportation Administration Operate Secretly?!"]

[I'm cracking! Physically! Are there any fellow medical professionals online? I desperately need a mental glue!]

[“Darkness...Crawling...Twisting...Wriggling...Tickets...My Tickets...Earth...Humanity...Alpha...Cursing the Lucky Ones...”]

The Transport Department's official customer service channels were instantly overwhelmed by angry and desperate inquiries.

The AI ​​calmly replied: "I understand how you feel, but the number of votes is really limited. Please stay tuned for tomorrow's vote release."

Billions of citizens, billions of kinds of loss.

Various places and insects are enthusiastically discussing all sorts of unreliable alternative solutions:

Bribing ticket-selling AI—useless AI.

Hacking into the spaceship system—that's a serious crime.

If I transform into an insect and fly over there, I'll be killed by the Crown Prince.

Trying to break into a spaceship at the port—you'll be instantly vaporized by security robots.

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The distant, blue planets still hang silently on the distant cosmic star map, radiating a mesmerizing glow.

The lights of the Dawn Gate hub will still illuminate the daily public transport-001 spaceship on time.

But we just can't get tickets! QAQ!!!

With only a few tickets available each day, how are we supposed to get them?!

I cried myself unconscious in front of the computer.

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The spectacle of Lehrnia scrambling for ship tickets was broadcast to the humans.

What should have been a hilarious scene now makes people want to cry.

Do you think it's difficult to win 4,000 tickets for 10 billion?

We're fighting over 4,000 tickets for 60 billion!

The probability is now in the tens of millions, one in fifteen million.

Haha. I don't want to live anymore.

What?! My network latency of 0.0001 seconds is considered latency?

Whose starship crashed into the server?! The page didn't even refresh!?

Many people didn't even see what the ticket purchase page looked like from beginning to end. There were too many people, and the ticketing system was under unprecedented pressure. The peak traffic far exceeded that of any local interstellar travel route, and the instantaneous number of visits reached astronomical figures, tens of thousands of times the carrying capacity.

Although the system ultimately withstood the pressure and did not collapse, it could only complete the transaction allocation by instantly clearing the system.

Many satellite websites and those for residents in remote areas were blocked, displaying only blank pages when accessed, even after the countdown ended.

It can't even be used as a denominator.

It's up, my blood pressure is up :)

The internet was filled with angry comments.

I really can't take it anymore. If I keep cursing the programmers, I'm going to jump off a building.

Residents in remote areas have protested, arguing that relying solely on hand speed and internet speed is unfair to their compatriots in remote areas and those on satellites!

The ticket-buying incident sparked widespread discussion within the Human Federation Alliance.

In addition to complaints about insufficient capacity, officials have also begun to reflect on the fairness and optimization of the ticket allocation mechanism, such as whether to consider introducing a lottery system.

Why don't we just draw lots?

[You should hurry up and introduce a lottery system for ticket allocation; with your pathetic computing power, you expect 600 billion citizens to compete for tickets.]

[How can there be so many people! This trip took more than a month, don't you all work? This is unbelievable.]

[I've quit my job. This is my first interstellar trip, and I'll definitely be on it.]

This represents hope, dreams, vacation, scientific research, showing off (scratch that), a wife (scratch that)... in short, an interstellar trip I absolutely must take!

Don't be so sour, your ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke.

The Liernia Empire is nothing special; I'll just take a weekend getaway there to relax.

The scholar who managed to snag a ticket casually posted a picture of a magnificent nebula outside his window, as if grabbing the ticket was just a casual order of takeout. He attached a screenshot of the ticket confirmation code, with the key information blurred out, but the glittering confirmation was enough to make him look down on everyone else.

【? ? ? ? 】

[I'll go scout ahead for the brothers (crossed out), I'll go find the best-looking Little O from the Zerg first.]

Are you human?!

......

The next day at noon.

The flight to Lehrnia started boarding on time.

The massive starship was quietly docked at the starport. The dark gray boarding passage opened its sturdy alloy arms, which smoothly extended and precisely matched the ship's hatch.

The hatch slid open, revealing a stable, clean, dim light inside.

Passengers boarded the plane excitedly, carrying their carry-on luggage.

This scene was captured and broadcast live by the media.

On the large screen next to them, the departure of passengers from the Liernia side was being shown.

Countless residents on both sides watched this journey across the sea of ​​stars unfold on their home screens, subway screens, shopping mall screens, and terminal screens.

Everyone was watching intently, overjoyed, unsure how to express it.

Being recognized is a very gratifying thing.

At this moment, there are no borders, no races, and not even interests.

At this moment, simply receiving recognition and knowing that it is a two-way journey, not a one-sided yearning, is enough to make one happy.

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When Bishenmantis's Blade Fleet returned to the Liernia Starport, it caught up with the ships bearing the "Lernia-Earth" insignia sailing away.

Watching the spaceship heading to Earth fly away, Bi Shen was like, "?"

Lu Jianan: "?"

Lu Jianan: "Big brother—!!! QAQ!!"