บท 288: Chapter 288: The Sound of the Ball, the Coming Glory
After chatting with Wenge, Yan Xia decided to find a place to settle down.
Currently, the most lacking resource in the city was housing. He could directly apply to the Machine God, which would arrange a room based on his requirements.
The Machine God, as an intelligent system, could adjust prices according to the area. Given that there weren't many people in the entire star city, the Machine God had also driven down rental prices to the extreme.
Yan Xia spent a small amount of money to secure a residence.
When he arrived at his new home, he found it large and luxurious.
It was located in the center of the star city and was one of the tallest buildings; being on the top floor allowed him to overlook everything in the star city, although the night view was somewhat desolate.
Moreover, the house was quite spacious, with a minimalist and simple design that made it look as if no one had ever lived there.
Standing in the living room, Yan Xia felt as if he were in the center of a plaza; after all, this living room was over 20,000 square meters—larger than two football fields.
He looked up; the entire ceiling was a transparent screen that could display any information or transform into glass to gaze at the real starry sky.
Just as Yan Xia activated the transparent state, he noticed a device resting on the glass—a possible spacecraft.
It felt quite old and outdated.
"We are broadcasting this message into space… hoping for more civilizations to survive… to capture this Voyager probe… We look forward to one day resolving our issues and uniting together as a galactic civilization. This record represents our hope, our determination, and our goodwill…"
A crackling sound came through; it was in English.
This was a language not present in the Federation, yet Yan Xia understood it.
Everything Yan Xia was doing now seemed like following the will of humanity's first spacecraft.
In his notes, he had once described himself:
"Perhaps I am Voyager 1. When I crossed paths with Voyager 1, I took up its baton; I became that human pioneer—the eye of humanity exploring the unknown…"
At this moment, Yan Xia had forgotten those thoughts.
Gradually, something began to appear on the transparent ceiling.
They were black-and-white photographs.
They depicted mountains, lakes, oceans, animals, humans—everything created by humanity…
Voices began to sound.
"Hello everyone! Wishing you peace, health, and happiness."
"Wishing everyone well."
"Space friends! How are you? Have you eaten? Come sit with us!"
"How is everyone? We miss you dearly; please come visit us when you can."
"..."
In 55 different languages, Yan Xia only remembered this one; others he understood somewhat but wasn't familiar with.
"But their meanings should be quite similar."
He then heard sounds of rivers and mountains, animal calls, followed by beautiful music…
Everything felt so familiar yet strange.
Yan Xia knew what it all was; he understood why hearing these made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
He looked up at the ceiling and felt his head grow heavy and dizzy. He leaned back and lost consciousness for several hours before opening his eyes again. The ceiling transformed into a starry sky where all stars spun around a solitary yellow dwarf star at its center.
Yan Xia gazed blankly but could see clearly because it was too far away and too small.
The light from that yellow dwarf star wasn't dazzling but still pierced his eyes painfully, causing tears to well up from his eyes…
...
"Ding ding ding~~~"
A sound rang in his ears.
In an instant, Yan Xia felt himself enveloped by an unknown force—so powerful and rigid that it felt like an iron clamp gripping him tightly and lifting him high into the air.
A gaze ruthlessly rummaged through his heart—his memories—everything about him.
Then all of this was stripped away from his body and merged into a massive sphere radiating light like a white dwarf star—intense yet soft; soft yet proud.
Yan Xia felt his consciousness being drawn into it. Soon after, countless voices filled his mind.
His awareness became like a drop of water entering an ocean—drowned by waves in an instant until nothing remained.
The only thing he vividly remembered was…
Gais' glory!
His body stood upright from its previous position and then knelt toward one direction.
The entire star city did likewise; all life forms knelt toward that direction as well. Then they began chanting: "Glory is eternal!"
"Glory is eternal!"
"Glory is eternal!"
"..."
Over and over again without fatigue.
Yan Xia felt… he had lost all feeling; he had nothing left. Everything about him served Gais' glory; everything about him was merely a tiny unit within Gais' glory.
"What should we do?"
At that moment, a question arose within Gais' glory. All units began contemplating this question; Yan Xia did as well. He soon arrived at an answer: "Sleep?"
Once this answer appeared, other units' responses were uploaded as well.
"Let's eat!"
"Let's play games!"
"Perhaps we can explore space!"
"We should maintain stability in Star City."
"We should gather more resources."
"..."
Countless voices echoed; among them, one loud voice resonated clearly with everyone who heard it. Those who heard began gradually influenced and shifted their views.
"That's right! We should gather resources and then develop further to gain recognition from glory."
"Everything we do is for development; everything we do is for Gais' glory."
Yan Xia repeated these words as he left the building and went outside to collect garbage. Some individuals used material disintegrators to throw garbage inside; once processed, garbage would be broken down into its basic elements. These elements would be transported through pipes to storage areas before being sent to factories for processing into solid element blocks. These blocks could be directly used in industrial or energy sectors.
In this entire star city—and throughout this entire star system—no life remained untouched; all became members of Gais' glory.
Before Tianyuan IV had already undergone transformations like this across dozens of star systems. Gais' glory continued spreading within the Federation without resistance at all. What awaited them was merely mercy from the Olive Branch civilization.
All lives would die as long as the Federation persisted.
After working tirelessly for a month, Yan Xia wiped sweat from his forehead while waving his hands with a happy smile on his face.
"Gais is eternal…"
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