Chapter 224: Martial Fortune Thrives
Galactic Calendar 9415.
1 light year outside the Oort Cloud.
The outer space here belongs to an area of absolute desolation.
After leaving the Oort Cloud, one truly enters interstellar space.
There are no planets here, no gravitational influence (extremely weak, basically negligible), and even comets are extremely rare here.
This place is like the calmest dead sea on a vast ocean, calm like stagnant water that has existed since ancient times, with no substance present.
Not far away, a substance like a meteor suddenly added a touch of vitality here, but it then streaked across the pitch-black universe and disappeared from sight.
“Attention, the spaceship will arrive at the target area in ten minutes.”
Peregrine Falcon, in the four buffer cabins in the front, four humans with strange epaulets on their shoulders sat intently inside the cabin.
From the outside, the Peregrine Falcon was emitting a dim yellow halo, as if all incoming light was absorbed here and could not be reflected.
And if compared to the distant Solar System, one could detect that this Peregrine Falcon was decelerating.
Soon, the spaceship’s speed dropped to its lowest point.
“Visual distance reduced to 5000 kilometers, relative speed zero.”
Inside the cabin, an operator’s voice reached the ears of the other three.
At this moment, the Peregrine Falcon was like an owl in the night, hiding all its own signal emission while absorbing all surrounding signals and most light into its invisibility field.
“Countdown 10 seconds.”
10.9
Solar System, Pluto.
This place is 6 billion kilometers from Blue Star.
0.2 light years from the Oort Cloud at the edge of the Solar System, in a sense, it is also the edge of the Solar System.
It is like an abandoned child cast off by the Sun, with its orbital path gradually enlarging, its circumambulation range steadily increasing.
Eventually, perhaps after hundreds of thousands of years, it will plunge into the Oort Cloud filled with comets and cosmic dust, then truly leave the embrace of the Solar System.
Fan Ren gazed at the external scene simulated by the Conqueror.
Directly in front of him, a massive fleet of 2000 Punishers was neatly arrayed in silence.
Behind them, nearly ten thousand T2 Young Dragons densely filled the end of his line of sight.
And unlike before, these spaceships were coated in dark red, like rust-like paint.
Moreover, on the lower left of the spaceship bows, a fox-shaped avatar could faintly be seen engraved.
Beside him, the Fox in the nano buffer cabin watched this scene with excited eyes.
His own fleet!
In a sense, this was his fleet.
A fleet of thousands was always far more impactful and shocking than a single Dreadnought.
Because it represented that under his command, there was an army absolutely loyal to him.
He knew even more that weapon technology was one thing, but loyal soldiers were the most important key component for a civilization to endure.
Fan Ren turned his head to glance at the Fox and shook his head.
The other’s excited appearance could no longer be concealed; it had to be said that this Fox’s thoughts were sometimes extremely simple.
Just afraid of death.
And extremely worshipful of strength.
“Remember your identity!”
As soon as Fan Ren finished speaking, the Fox shivered.
It instantly sobered up.
The Fox subconsciously reached back to touch the back of its head, where besides orange-yellow fluff, there was nothing.
But the Fox knew that there was a built-in miniature nanoscale chip that could be received and activated at any time.
He didn’t care about any of that.
What frightened it most was that the electronic life A’dai could descend into this chip via radio signal at any time.
To Fan Ren’s right.
Ye Rongshan, with full silver hair and a hunched body, looked somewhat flushed.
Fan Ren felt a bit dazed inside, stepped forward to approach the elderly person, and supported his slightly trembling arm due to excitement.
“Elder Ye, you can enter the buffer cabin.”
The elderly person nodded, turned to look at the young man in front of him who seemed forever youthful, with no curiosity in his eyes, only endless affection.
The cabin door closed, and transparent nano buffer containing energy needed by the human body instantly filled the cabin.
The elderly person waved his hand, signaling Fan Ren to hurry in as well.
His face seemed to become even more ruddy in an instant due to the energy support of the nano buffer.
Fan Ren forced a smile on his face and nodded.
Then he walked to his own buffer cabin nearby, glancing at the Fox.
Seeing this, the Fox quickly darted into the nano buffer cabin.
“Signal coordinates detected 3 light years away, frequency matching Peregrine Falcon.”
A’dai’s voice reached Fan Ren’s ears.
The next moment, Fan Ren stepped into the nano buffer cabin.
“Elder Ye, you can give the order.”
Fan Ren’s words reached Ye Rongshan’s ears, and the elderly person turned his head helplessly and shook his head.
This child was stubborn about this one thing.
But clearly, he was not an elderly person who quibbled over such things.
The era needed him, and he had persisted in this position for nearly a century.
Now at the final step, perhaps it was that child’s intention.
The elderly person looked at his own aged, wrinkled, skinny hands reduced to mere bones, and his lips moved slightly.
‘Time to retire!’
He mocked himself with that.
Then, beside him, Fan Ren seemed to sense an intimidating aura emanating from the elderly person.
“I am Ye Rongshan!
Guidance lit, airspace ahead clear. Enemy approaching, I only wish all of you martial fortune and prosperity.
By my command, open the jump channel, all units enter in predetermined formation, orderly!”
“Order received!”
Responding was an equally aged but exceptionally resonant voice.
Fan Ren’s gaze dimmed for a moment, then he quickly suppressed these low emotions.
Not today!
A’dai knew what to do at this moment.
Ahead of the Conqueror, the space channel hundreds of kilometers long lit up again.
Immediately after, in silence, the rust-red Punishers entered the space channel in formations of 20, vanishing one after another.
This scene was utterly silent against the cosmic backdrop.
Everything proceeded like a giant sci-fi abstract painting, quietly.
The fleet entered at very high speed; the massive number of Punishers, in the hands of the well-trained Great Xia Space Force, were piloted like extensions of their arms, without the slightest deviation.
10 minutes later, all 2000 Punishers had completely disappeared at the Space Gate.
After that, nearly ten thousand Young Dragons, smaller in size and higher in maneuverability, began rapidly and orderly entering the Space Gate.
This process also lasted about ten minutes.
When in front of the Conqueror, all the spaceships had disappeared.
“Enter!”
At this moment, Ye Rongshan’s voice was no longer aged; his aged body seemed to burst with inspiring power, giving Fan Ren inexplicable courage upon reaching his ears.
Fan Ren nodded, and A’dai then maneuvered the massive Conqueror forward, slowly entering the Space Gate.
Several hours later, the massive Pluto slowly passed through this outer space, leaving no trace behind.
