Deep Space Wandering Fleet-Chapter 617 - 613 Dyson Sphere Officially Completed

The entire safety check took a total of two months.

Both parties conducted a few more trades of moderate size, and after the new human side confirmed that the Planet Fortress inspection was error-free, the Half-sphere Civilization fleet used up their Amoeba Points in the trading market and then left the star domain...

"May your civilization forever advance!"

"I hope you can always progress too!"

Both sides said their goodbyes very amicably; even the Half-sphere Civilization had no interest in participating in the final clearance sales and directly left.

It must be said that it was a very wise choice. Even a Level 4 Civilization like the New Human Civilization felt a thick sense of crisis, let alone a third-level civilization like theirs; staying out of this mess was the right move.

Following that, the human engineering team landed on the planet and began their busy work; the people erupted with unprecedented work passion towards this War Star that belonged to them!

Additionally, as government departments gradually revealed the interstellar diplomatic pressures to the public through various TV lectures or news broadcasts, they subtly informed everyone of a fact: this place might not be peaceful, and currently, it was just a brief respite before a storm. The interstellar trading market was about to withdraw, and without a stronger civilization to maintain order, no one knew what chaos could erupt!

In such a situation, workers and engineers had to work overtime, but this time there weren’t many complaints... Although humans had already developed a War Star before, this one was different, for the previous planet fortress was destined to be ripped apart by a neutron star. This one could truly be habitable and might accompany humanity for a very, very long time; that was the fundamental difference!

...

Days passed by, and the universe was very calm, truly very calm.

Regular departures occurred from this part of the star field by interstellar fleets, and the departure of these civilizations stirred no ripples...

But the underlying currents were turbulent, hard to describe in words, and most interstellar sports activities had stopped, and the tourism activities of New Human Civilization gradually ceased as well...

The construction of the curvature engine on that War Star was also continually progressing.

More civilizations were waiting for the final promotional event; there weren’t many years left, so waiting a while longer wasn’t a problem...

Zhang Yuan, while working, often looked out the distant window, his mood somewhat uneasy. That immense Dyson Sphere periodically emitted blinding light; from this angle, it rotated slowly and steadily...

Spaceships frequently entered and exited it, with each Starry Sky Port bustling with activity.

Perhaps, the Tabi Civilization, which initially wanted to build the Dyson Sphere, had not expected so many Level 4 Civilizations to gather here, trying to compete for control of the Dyson Sphere.

And the Ji Haman Civilization, the main builder of the Dyson Sphere, was coldly observing from the sidelines as if watching a cosmic-level farce unfold.

"The life extension technology obtained through this trade is DF Biological-Level nano-robot technology, able to effectively cleanse cells of harmful substances... especially the toxic proteins in neurons," announced a national news broadcast on TV, marking another diplomatic achievement for humanity, a rare gain.

The aging of neurons has always been a hurdle that life extension technology couldn’t overcome, but if a biological robot smaller than a virus were used to regularly clean metabolic wastes, it would greatly delay the aging of the nervous system.

This latest type of life extension technology was costly. Ordinary people could choose to use it or not; after all, this was a society guided by the Blue Wave ideology, and if someone didn’t work and only thought about enjoying the virtual world, they would face public condemnation.

But this latest technology was different because ordinary people’s ideologies could hardly bear increasingly longer lifespans, and taking the Extraordinary Test early was no problem either.

Regular Transcendents, on the other hand, could extend their lifespans to around 1,200 to 1,500 years with this technology.

Thus, it was no longer at the bottom among the Level 4 Civilizations. When Zhang Yuan saw this news, his heart was greatly uplifted.

Yet such gains, compared to the potential difficulties that might be faced in the future, still seemed quite insignificant.

"Old Zhang, let’s grab some coffee after work," Li Zhendong’s voice came through the phone; he seemed very optimistic, perhaps by nature. In his words, as long as the external environment did not significantly deteriorate, humans could endure for decades and then develop this War Star well.

"We’re a Level 4 Civilization after all, with so many third-level civilizations around, what’s there to fear?"

"It’s not about fear, but about being prepared," Zhang Yuan replied irritably.

"You’re the type who fears that the sky might fall every day. Fact is, the sky doesn’t fall."

Zhang Yuan said, "But what if it really does?"

As for other gains, they were basically negligible. Diplomats were striving to gather various pieces of intelligence, but the amount of effective information they could obtain remained scant.

...

Years passed like that, marking the 20th year since humans had arrived at the trading market; the day of the Dyson Sphere’s completion was almost upon them!

The legendary Sixth Level Civilization—the Amoeba Civilization—was also going to be there, celebrating the completion of this grand project.

Concerning this Sixth Level Civilization they had indirectly contacted before, people were still very eager to try to make direct contact.

The New Human Civilization had also received an invitation from the trading market and was going to send a series of teams.

"Wow, time really flies! Day by day, year by year, so much time has passed, and yet I haven’t really accomplished anything..."

Reflecting on these years of calm work, Zhang Yuan felt quite ashamed in his heart.

Although in public opinion, he still was the topmost great scientist, having created the most AmiBa Points in foreign exchange, he felt apologetic for not having done anything notable recently. He was now primarily responsible for researching the "Fake Person Algorithm". Magnetic Field Perception was essentially perfected. The main objective of the "Fake Person Algorithm" was to allow robots, through a human-like "perception," to possess a rudimentary form of subjective initiative—of course, this subject was extremely difficult.

"How could there be significant progress so quickly? We are already a Level 4 Civilization..."

Lin Xuanyuan said with a smile, "Thinking to make a significant contribution in just twenty or thirty years—that was back in the Earth Era. These days, managing to produce excellent work in two or three hundred years is already quite good."

"Yes, exactly. The simple things have all been done; what’s left are the tough challenges that need time to slowly overcome. Even a single spark of inspiration isn’t enough, it requires a hundred. It takes lots of accumulation to accomplish them."

Zhang Yuan calmed the thoughts in his mind.

"Next, I’ll have to spend energy on other matters..."

He always felt that this time the Amoeba Civilization’s visit wasn’t going to be as simple as imagined.

The number of people accompanying him wasn’t large, about 300. The reason they included Zhang Yuan, a scientist, was to "forge connections".

It would actually be safer for a talent like Zhang Yuan to remain inside the Mother Ship, but if he could meet the Artificial Intelligence "Yita", who had given humans the "Bozeman Quantum Consciousness Converter", maybe he really could "forge connections"!

"If we do meet, make sure to beg for something!" Lin Xuanyuan smoothed his collar and said with a laugh.

"How could it be that simple?"

Hearing the word "beg", Zhang Yuan felt somewhat uneasy. "It’s highly unlikely to meet Yita, but if we really do... haha, we’d definitely need to be thick-skinned and beg."

If he really met them and didn’t seize the opportunity, he’d be a fool!

After making the preparations, he walked out of the room door and then boarded a dedicated work elevator. This major event hadn’t been disclosed to the public because even if they knew, it wouldn’t be very useful.

Once he arrived at the destination, Zhang Yuan found that nearly all the participants were already there.

After waiting for another five minutes, the Captain arrived in haste and said, "Thank you for your efforts, everyone. You will have the authority to use... 4490 AmiBa Points."

These AmiBa Points accounted for nearly 90% of what humanity had accrued over the years; a lot of civilizations were waiting for this clearance sale event, so AmiBa Points were not easy to earn. It was just that one time selling the "Extra Colors" paper that they made a good profit. freeweɓnovel-cøm

People also retained about 400 AmiBa Points as reserves, just in case.

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan felt a heavy weight in his heart.