Epoch of Twilight Chapter 545: Mystery

Chapter 545: Mystery

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ever since he had entered the fourth-dimension, the primary changes in Luo Yuan were neither his strength nor his speed of thinking. It was his mode of thinking instead.

The first two would be the changes in quant.i.ty whereas the latter would be the changes in quality.

Under normal circ.u.mstances, a person would usually apply linear thinking for solving problems.

It was like the construction of a road. In order to construct the road from one end to another conscientiously, there would be a starting point as well as an ending point. One would skip nothing in between. However, Luo Yuan would use a mult.i.threaded thinking to solve problems where segmental construction would be done. A road would be separated into thousands of sections and the construction would be carried out concurrently. Perhaps during the construction of the road, there were thousands of roads being built at the same time.

He had been carrying out countless computations in his mind all the time. All these were his innate abilities and he did it subconsciously. Many of them were meaningless, though.

Based on the complexity of the information being handled, it could be as small as the changes in airflow caused by his movement and as big as the effect caused by the cracking of ice to Planet No.4.

It was the ability of a four-dimensional being to have full control over the information where a huge amount of data would gush into his mind at any time and they were handled instantly.

Due to his highly efficient computational ability, before his emotion could react to it, his mind had already made the final decision. Despite it might not be the best decision as most of the decisions made were cruel, it was somehow the most effective and beneficial one.

"It's getting tougher for me to adapt to the human society."

Luo Yuan sighed and soon, he snapped himself out of his thoughts.

…

12 huge interstellar s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps were in a circular arrangement and were 10 light years away. They were traveling with a warp drive, heading towards one of the galaxies.

A thick layer of densely packed photons was formed in front of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, emitting a dazzling light. As the fleets pa.s.sed, s.p.a.ce waves were formed, spreading wider and wider. They were coming unscrupulously.

The s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p of the fleets was entirely different from the Gla.s.sian s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p that went on an expedition on Earth.

Not only was it much bigger, its shape was no longer of a perfect disc shape. It looked more like a sharp prism with an extremely smooth and s.h.i.+ny surface. It was beautifully engineered.

Traveling at the superluminal speed and the sub-light speed was completely different! The former would only need to consider when the meteorites struck and would not have to worry about the light pressure. The s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p would not need to consider the flight dynamics or the effects that the shape would cause. However, one would not need to consider the impact of meteorites for the latter but light pressure would become the main issue.

In fact, traveling at the superluminal speed was similar to traveling within the atmospheric layer to some extent. As the speed exceeded the light of speed, there would be an increase in the light pressure index. There would be an intense impact between the photons and the surface of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p. The pressure produced would affect the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p's stability and heat durability.

This would also cause the shape of the Gla.s.sian s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p to look rather similar to the flight vehicles within the atmospheric layer. The shape would be smoother as to reduce the light pressure.

To a certain extent, it was a trace to its source.

…

A meeting was held in the war command center which was located in one of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p that was slightly bigger.

On the big three-dimensional screen, a complete galaxy was gradually rotating. If humans were here, they would find out that it was the Barnard's Star.

"Based on the computation of the artificial intelligence system, the ability of the first generation of the interstellar flight to make a long voyage and for the humans to arrive at this galaxy is up to 99%. However, when required, we can reactivate the positioning system." One of the Gla.s.sian who was short said as he looked relaxed. "The natives thought that they can escape by owning our s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p. However, they'll never expect that a positioning system is secretly installed in the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p. Even the designer of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p does not know about this. Perhaps it's in a hidden corner or somewhere in the layer of the fusion furnace. It might be equipped in the interior of the armor of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p." He teased and everyone who attended the meeting burst into laughter.

"Perhaps when we arrive, they still know nothing about it. But they'll definitely not able to escape this time." Another Gla.s.sian laughed and said, "Unfortunately, the order is to completely wipe the human race out. Not a single one can survive. Otherwise, we can capture some of the people."

As the Gla.s.sian was more likely to be threatened by humans, the standard of the war had reached its peak. The Gla.s.sian was all gathered in the interstellar wars.h.i.+p of the second generation, doing their utmost best to destroy humanity.

All of them were confident that there would be no accidents and it was impossible for that to happen.

Therefore, the atmosphere was quite relaxed in the meeting room as none of them felt that the expedition would be a risky one.

However, the Gla.s.sian who was sitting at the head of the table did not laugh. He looked old and was dressed in luxurious, ritualized attire, allowing him to stand out from the crowd.

He frowned. As the commander, He was the second best Gla.s.sian. He had no idea why ever since the journey started, he felt insecure.

Since he was small, he was different from the rest. He was sensitive to danger. Perhaps it was because of his instinct, his career was going smooth and managed to become the second-best Gla.s.sian from an ordinary soldier.

Right this moment, seeing his colleagues that looked relaxed, he was worried. He somehow felt that the crowd had to be alert.

"Don't be careless and never underestimate the intelligent race."

As he talked, all the laughter stopped and carefully listened to him.

"They are somehow similar to us as they are also the intelligent race. The only difference is that we're taking the lead. Based on the estimation of the scientific inst.i.tution, after owning our first generation interstellar s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, they'll experience a technology explosion. They'll adopt our technology and it'll be used as a reference to reduce the distance between us. Within 10 years, our winning rate is 99.9%. 20 years later, the winning rate will be reduced to 95%. 50 years later, the probability of winning is only 30%. Of course, this will happen when they have a complete research system. The actual situation might be slightly better. However, we can't underestimate our enemy. Defending in place will, of course, be better than going on a long voyage. This will reduce the gap in technology between us. Also, please not forget that how the natives managed to get a complete s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p…"

As he said that, the Gla.s.sian's heart sank. They looked no longer relaxed and their face took on a ghastly expression instead. It was still an unsolved mystery and nothing logical could explain that.

Based on the technology development report of this race which was obtained from the first generation s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, the entire race was in the initial stage in possessing the ability to travel in s.p.a.ce. They could still not get out of the mothers.h.i.+p. How did they get the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p?

Why did the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p not fight back during that time?

Besides, they activated the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p and escaped a few years later!

This indicated that the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p was not severely damaged. A mysterious power seemed to have existed.

Unfortunately, the distance was too far and the message from the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p could not be delivered immediately, causing the disaster to happen. Everything was shrouded in thick mist along with a mysterious veil.

"Therefore, we have to be well prepared for the war. Perhaps the journey will not be a relaxing one. It is a battle between two civilizations and this is the last chance. If we failed the mission, it'll be impossible for us to remove the danger anymore. The longer it is, the better the defense system of the opponent is. As the technological gap is reduced, our chances of winning will be smaller."