The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

"I will invite all my friends to come then. I will bring the Evil Eye of the Mimic King and explore the deepest part of the Naya Space for you to see what kind of scenery it is."

Xue Dinglu fell silent. He naturally had nothing to do with it. Even if Hassan exploded in the subspace, it wouldn't have the slightest impact on the real universe.

Similarly, Xue's Law was filled with emotion and admiration. In the end, this senior also thought of exploring the deepest part of the subspace for others before he died.

Xue's Law still doesn't understand much about subspace. He only knows that his consciousness space is a type of subspace, and his mother often rummages through the trash in subspace.

The souls I send over every week are mostly ones that my mom fished out of the subspace.

Almost every apostle possesses a subspace, whether it's the Ninth Apostle's subspace transfer, the Twelfth Apostle's domain, or even their own consciousness space...

The ultimate plans of the Starfleet and the Mimic King also seem to be related to the subspace.

Xue's mind was filled with complex and difficult-to-understand thoughts. He had received too much intelligence and information today, second only to the day he joined the Mist Council.

"Alright, I won't disturb your rest any longer. Goodbye. When I venture into the subspace, I will invite all my old friends to share this information." He waved his hand, and the next instant, Xue Dinglu felt a change in the [Flowing Sands] on his chest.

The sand inside filled up instantly, and all the losses caused by the unauthorized use of Genesis were restored here.

At the same time, the arm that he had just severed grew back perfectly.

"Farewell, Apostle," Hassan said finally.

Xue Luding's pupils contracted, but in an instant, he appeared at the entrance of the ball, where the lively atmosphere inside could still be felt.

Xue Lude even felt fear. Why did he know I was an Apostle? In fact, based on Xue Lude's previous probing and communication, I knew that he had absolutely no good feelings towards Apostles. So why didn't he make a move after knowing that I was an Apostle?

Gazing at the lively dance party in the distance and the strange and mysterious starry sky on this planet, Xue Luding felt that many questions were lingering in his heart.

"Don't look so gloomy, guest. Life is so wonderful, why not smile more? Smile, Smile!" The masked doorman seemed to be smiling as he spoke to Xue Dinglu.

Xue's Law: "..."

"Smarl, Smarl, Smarl..."

He seemed to be entertaining himself, singing and dancing alone at the gate, his laughter escaping his lips.

It was as if we were all merging with the collective laughter from afar.

Xue Dinglu sighed. In fact, these people who were laughing were just a group of people suffering from nihilism.

Use laughter to cover up the pain, and use joy to fight against nothingness.

Live for today, for tomorrow we may die; live one day at a time; life is short, so seize the day.

A group of terminally ill patients who spontaneously gathered together did not seek revenge on the world, did not think about infecting others, and did not even say things like "It's not the world that's wrong" or "Feel the pain, understand the pain, enjoy the pain".

Instead, they embrace the most optimistic attitude to face tomorrow, finding joy and amusement in this small galaxy.

In this masquerade-like comedy theater, perhaps those who wear masks are their true selves.

After witnessing so many scheming and despicable people, Xue Dinglu suddenly found these people quite endearing.

Of course, this only applies when the trick doesn't apply to you personally. If it does apply to you, Xue's Law will definitely be red-hot on the spot.

As for why Hassan was able to discover his identity as an apostle in the end...

Perhaps it's because after consuming Mephisto, his own Great Void also acquired Mephisto's characteristics.

This was discovered when Xue Dinglu came into contact with him. As for why he didn't take action, perhaps Hassan guessed something, or perhaps he knew his identity as the thirteenth apostle.

In short, Xue's Law not only obtained a lot of information, but also replenished the energy of the Flowing Sand.

At least until the next time it runs out, Xue's Law doesn't need to consider being affected by nothingness.

At the same time, Xue's law can also deduce the general situation within the observable universe from just a few words.

The strongest current member should be the Mimic King, who is in a separate tier, followed by Hassan, the envoy of the Mist Council, who is in another tier.

Then the commander-in-chief of the Starfleet should be in roughly the same echelon as the apostles at the front.

Overall, the forces of the Order side are greater than those of the Chaos side, but the Mist Council is just too cautious, like a bunch of scattered rats hiding underground, just like their ancestors.

Meanwhile, the individual strength of the Starfleet is not quite enough at the top level. It seems that the strength is entirely supported by the Mimic Lord. However, the Mimic Lord is not more of a combat unit than a "world". It is more like a central base crystal tower than a war personnel.

In short, this is actually good news.

As Xue was thinking this, a message suddenly came from his consciousness space.

"Wow, bro, why did you just turn off my sharing? What happened? I can't see or hear anything!" Su Su's voice suddenly rang out.

Xue Dinglu explained, "Well, I was doing something private just now, the kind that's not convenient to disclose."

After saying that, he blinked.

Su Su immediately stopped worrying and even started to imagine the situation in her mind, secretly guessing under what circumstances Xue Dinglu would choose to turn off her sharing.

They were already of one mind and body.

This kid is so easy to fool. When he faced Hassan before, Xue was actually quite nervous, and even felt like he was attending a meeting in the Mist Council.

Now I can finally relax and breathe a sigh of relief.

As for Hassan's invitation, Xue Lude will naturally participate in the end of the warp, since he is also curious about what exists there that even the mimic kings of the Starfleet cannot detect.

At the same time, he also wanted to witness this senior's final brilliance and the ultimate end of being eroded by nothingness.

Soon, Captain Singal finished his work and left with Xue Lude.

"Do you want to participate in the next test for the Mimicry King? Actually, we planned to invite you to participate from the very beginning; so many worlds voted for you." The captain said, asking Xue Dinglu.

"What test?" Xue Luding was also a little confused.

“Our communication technology is still quite weak, even inferior to that of the Apostles.” Captain Singal opened a portal and entered a meeting room.

In an instant, countless phantom figures looked at Xue Dinglu at this moment. Some nodded, some were indifferent, and some greeted him with a smile.

"Fortunately, we obtained the Apostle's corpse last time, which gave us access to a space-independent information transmission technology. Therefore, under the leadership of the Mimic King, we decided to launch that research project."

Its name is—World Chat Group!

Chapter 409 Initial Chat Group

Wow, you guys actually managed to create this chat group?

Xue Dinglu suddenly found it interesting. He had previously thought that the interstellar column was too large and bloated, resulting in its technical level in some aspects being even inferior to that of the apostles.

For example, the principles behind the Mist Council are still unclear to Xue's Law. While the Star Squadron was still using slow interstellar transmission signals, the Apostles were already able to participate in the online Metaverse Conference.

However, it seems that the Starfleet is indeed a bit slow now.

The current impression of the Star Squadron on Xue Law is that it is a giant whale. Although it is very powerful overall, it has too many redundant parts and its reaction is too slow. It takes several seconds to react when it is bitten.

This is perhaps something that can't be helped by powerful forces; they are all powerful forces, yet they fall behind in terms of innovation.

However, the fact that the Mist Council's information technology was replicated in such a short time proves that the Star Squadron simply didn't think of this point, not that they were incompetent.

"This is what it is now, a brand new information transmission technology. We can now enable everyone to communicate regardless of space, but the cost is a bit high..." Captain Singal said somewhat embarrassedly.

"cost?"

At this moment, an old man's projection said, "With this method of transmitting information, the resources we consume every minute can cultivate a mythical-level member. Even if the consumption is provided by the Mimic King, we cannot afford it and can only use it on a small scale, such as for all squad leaders."

Xue's Law: "..."

No wonder they said they sent me here to test it; it turns out it's a half-finished product, not even a demo version, just a barely functional version.

"So why not just send a text version when we're consuming so much data? Real-time communication with video would definitely consume far more data than a text version, right?" This was Xue Dinglu's only thought at the moment.

Just like in the 2G era, why bother with things like remote video calls? The data traffic wouldn't be enough, we didn't have that capability. Wouldn't it be better to just stick with SMS and chat groups?

They insisted on copying the apostles' techniques, but ended up making a mess of it.

The apostles are all big spenders; they develop through extreme exploitation, colonization, and plunder. For the master of the Mist Council, such expenditure may not be a big deal, but you probably can't withstand it.

Several people exchanged glances and said, "It's not that we haven't thought of ways to reduce consumption, it's just that this technology relies entirely on the Mimic King."

"Let me explain," said a large sphere of light.

“You can call me the Mimicry King, or simply the King. The essence of this technology is to open up a dedicated subspace channel. In the subspace, information can be transmitted regardless of the universe. This is why we have been unable to find any evidence against the Apostles. Their headquarters are hidden in the subspace,” the Mimicry King said.

Xue's Law: "..."

He suddenly realized that this luminous, sphere-like mimicking king was actually quite human; he even preferred to be called "King" rather than "Mimicking King."

Just like any deputy director likes to be called "director".

At the same time, he also realized why he could never catch the Mist Council's tail; it turned out that every meeting was held in the Warp!

He tried to locate it several times, but failed each time. It's even possible that the subspace where the Mist Council is located has been specially modified.

Transmitting information through a dedicated subspace channel was something Xue's Law hadn't anticipated.

The Mimic King paused slightly before continuing to explain: "Therefore, maintaining a subspace passage or pulling the consciousness of others into the subspace is extremely taxing."

"It is true that transmitting text information through subspace consumes less energy, but very few people can receive subspace information. No one can possess this function. Therefore, this function can only be used by the world consciousness and can only be transmitted unilaterally, not by 'people'. Do you understand?"

Mimicry King explained the principles and issues of Xue's Law in great detail.

Xue Law hadn't expected Him to have this personality, but he quickly realized that the Star Squadron couldn't possibly pull people directly into the warp like the Mist Council could, as that would be too costly.

There were only a few apostles, and each of them was a powerful 5th-tier viscount or higher. These guys, whose great power belonged to them, didn't care.

But the Starfleet is different. They are a huge organization. If only people of level 5 or above can use this function, then it is just a case of being neither useful nor worth discarding, barely replacing the emergency communication device.

In fact, in most cases, it cannot completely replace emergency communication devices.

So the way they came up with to reduce losses was this kind of projection, which didn't involve personally entering subspace. The losses were reduced a lot, but it still couldn't withstand it.

Xue Lu thought, "In other words, as long as everyone has an item that can receive subspace signals, this technology can be realized?"

“Theoretically, it’s possible, but we haven’t studied it yet. If your proposed solution is feasible, we need to start researching methods for receiving subspace information from scratch,” said another figure who looked like a chubby orange cat.

“Perhaps I have one right here…” Xue Dinglu raised his hand.

In an instant, all eyes turned to him. Even the large ball of light that was the Mimic King seemed to be looking at him. Although the Mimic King had no facial features, Schröding definitely had that feeling.

Schrödinger's Law does indeed contain devices that can receive subspace information and communicate with the recipient.

That is the [System Panel] left behind by the Great Sage.

This is because Xue's Law's consciousness space belongs to a special subspace, and Xue's Law can manage everything here as the "world consciousness" of this subspace.

However, the [system panel] that the old man built using his consciousness space does indeed have similar functions.

So essentially, if the Starfleet can mass-produce its own [System Panel], then it will be able to complete long-distance information transmission and mobilization regardless of any conditions, right?