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[Lifeform atlas has been updated.]

[Language: Galactic lingua franca, laborn, and seguleus have been entered.]

[New technology has been added to the technology tree.]

The search of the crashed spacecraft had indeed given Li Wenyuan a pleasant surprise. The most important gain was undoubtedly the star map of this starfield, which also made him realize that deciphering the systems of spaceships could bring him great benefits.

Thus, he ins ...

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