Chapter 148: Ultraman shocks the myriad worlds—this stellar sun, you Ultramen using it as a power bank?

The heavenly screen slowly turned toward another place.

Trisolaran Universe, Earth.

Luo Ji's Snow Mountain Manor.

The fireplace in the living room was burning brightly.

Luo Ji lounged on the sofa, a blanket draped over his legs. The tea beside him had gone cold.

Shi Qiang sat in the opposite chair, legs crossed, his grin stretching almost to his ears.

"Old brother."

"Hmm."

"You just agreed like that?"

Luo Ji picked up the cold tea and took a sip, his expression somewhat complex.

Calling it a bitter smile isn't quite accurate; it's more like an elderly person's expression of "the vicissitudes of life."

"They gave too much."

Luo Ji put the teacup back on the table.

"The full set of Sophon technology has been decrypted. The preparation process for strong interaction force materials."

"The complete design schematics for the warp drive engine. Plus something we never dared dream of: a mass-production plan for light-speed spacecraft."

Shi Qiang's leg paused for a moment.

"A mass-production plan for light-speed spacecraft? That thing Wei De struggled with for seven years without success?"

"Yes."

"The Trisolarans already had mature technology reserves."

"They're willing to give it all, as long as we agree to accept them."

"This price is way too small, isn't it?"

Shi Qiang rubbed the stubble on his chin,

"Just nominally recognizing them as our own?"

Luo Ji let out a long sigh.

"Not just nominally."

"Qu will really remodel their biological forms."

"Legally speaking, once they complete carbon-based transformation, they will be exactly the same carbon-based intelligent life as us."

"By then, Trisolaran civilization can indeed be regarded as a branch of human civilization."

Shi Qiang fell silent for a few seconds.

Then he laughed, slapping his thigh.

"Damn, this Trisolaran leader."

Shi Qiang laughed while cursing: "It's practically ingenious to the point of reaching one's grandmother's house."

"Even with Ultraman blocking the door, they could still come up with this trick, remaking their entire race into humans."

"With a brain like that, why not come work criminal investigations at our Public Security Bureau? You could even be deputy chief."

Luo Ji couldn't help but laugh along, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"But we have to admit, this is a profitable deal."

Luo Ji leaned back against the sofa.

"All of Trisolaran civilization's high technology, in exchange for the status of a 'member of the Human Civilization Community.'"

"We have obtained genuine technological leaps."

"Light-speed spacecraft, warp drive, Sophon technology… with these, humanity's survival odds in the universe increase by at least three orders of magnitude."

"And the Trisolarans obtained an Ultraman protection ticket."

Shi Qiang collected his laughter and rubbed his nose.

"After all, it was Ultraman's visit that made the difference."

"Yes."

Luo Ji nodded,

"If Ultraman hadn't come, the Trisolarans couldn't have so readily produced all their technology."

"They were scared."

"Ultraman stood there, his ice axe flashing, the water droplet shattering."

"The Trisolaran leader knew that hard resistance meant certain death."

"But it didn't sit and wait for doom; in extreme fear it devised a way out."

Luo Ji paused.

"Although I don't like what Trisolaran civilization has done to humanity, that leader's mind… is indeed extraordinary."

Shi Qiang lowered his feet from the coffee table and patted his knees.

"Fine. Anyway, humanity doesn't lose out."

He lifted his head and glanced out the window.

"As for Ultraman's side, I don't know if they'll feel they've been played."

……

Darwin's Mutation Universe.

Qu.

That extreme biologist who once shocked the entire Darwin's Mutation Universe with forced human genetic modifications is now sitting cross-legged on a strangely shaped chair.

Around it floated dozens of holographic screens, each displaying the biological data of the Three-Body people.

Since being remodeled by the Ultraman King's light power,

Qu's entire consciousness foundation underwent a fundamental change.

Its scientific enthusiasm remains,

The genetic modification technology remains,

But its motive has changed from "forced evolution" to "helping improvement".

Simply put, the former Qu was a lunatic.

Now Qu is an enthusiastic eccentric.

Qu watched the scene on the skyscreen where he was mentioned, and all four of his arms slapped his thighs at the same time.

"Hey! They're talking about me!"

It jumped up and spun around once in the space station.

"I have been successfully transformed into a benevolent species by the great Ultraman King!"

"This time helping the Three-Body uncles modify their genes is purely doing good deeds!"

It ran to a holographic screen, its fingers flying as it flipped through the data.

"The seventh version of the carbon-based lifeform modification plan has been completed."

"The difficulty coefficient for converting the Three-Body people's dehydrated life structure into a water-based carbon-based structure is……well, not too high."

"Although their gene sequences differ greatly from Earthlings', the underlying carbon-element framework is universal."

"Give me three months and I can finish modifying the first batch of Three-Body people."

"Within five years, turning the entire species carbon-based will be no problem."

Qu patted his chest.

"After modification, the Three-Body people's appearance won't differ much from that of Earthlings."

"Their height might be a bit higher, after all, their original form was already rather large."

"Their physical parameters will also stay within the upper limits of human capability."

"But most importantly, they will gain full carbon-based senses! Touch, taste, smell! And…"

Qu raised a finger, utterly pleased with himself.

"The ability to shed tears!"

"From now on, the Three-Body people can cry! They can laugh! They can smell flowers!"

"They won't just be pitifully dehydrated anymore, hehe!"

It spun around once more in the space station, humming a strange tune.

"Doing good deeds, la la la, helping the uncles become human, la la la~"

……

The skyscreen switched back to the front of the Three-Body fleet.

Saiwen stood in space, holding an ice axe.

He looked at the fleet before him, which had shifted from "collective collapse" to "collective revelry," and his expression went through the full process from shock, confusion, helplessness to eventual steadiness.

He slowly put the ice axe back into the slot on his head.

Then he turned around.

Facing the void.

Behind him were hundreds of warships of the Three-Body fleet, and the cheering thought signals slapped his back like waves.

Saiwen remained silent for a long time.

Then

he let out a sigh.

Can an Ultraman sigh?

Saiwen proved that he can.

In his code, humanity must be protected; he will act against any aggressors that harm humans.

But the situation at this moment truly caused Saiwen to crash.

The Three-Body civilization, this invader, has actually become human.

Just as his left brain told him: Saiwen, the Three-Body civilization is an invader; it is harmful to humanity!

His right brain then told him: Saiwen, the Three-Body fleet is already human; they are engaged in internal human conflict!

His left and right brains are fighting,

leaving Saiwen utterly bewildered as an Ultraman.

Just then, the flagship's external broadcast system transmitted the Chief's voice.

"Divine being."

Saiwen turned his head.

The Chief's thought signal was unusually respectful.

"Since we are now also human…"

"Then, could you please also protect us on this side as well?"

Saiwen turned around, looking toward the flagship.

The Chief's thought signal carried obvious flattery and probing.

"You may not be fully aware of the situation in our Three-Body star system."

The Chief began to vent his grievances,

We have three suns there. They move irregularly.

When the three suns are overhead, the entire planet's surface gets baked.

When the flying star appears, the temperature drops near absolute zero.

Over two hundred cycles of civilization have been ruined by these three stars.

The Leader's signal grew more miserable:

We built fleets, waged aggression, only because we were forced.

As long as those three suns remain, we can never get a peaceful sleep.

Now that we have reformed and joined humanity, you'll have to... help us solve the problem of those three suns?

Saiwen listened, then nodded.

Sure.

He agreed readily.

Since the Three Body Civilization is now part of the human community, helping them with their survival environment fits Aoteman's usual style.

The Leader was overjoyed:

Then we'll immediately arrange the fastest starship to take you there! Although it will still take four years...

He hadn't finished speaking.

Saiwen raised his right hand.

A dazzling white light flickered at his fingertips.

He made a bare-handed slash at the void ahead.

Space was directly torn open, forming a huge rift.

Inside the rift was a twisted, bizarre dimensional passage.

Saiwen stepped inside without saying another word.

The rift instantly closed.

Space was empty and silent, as if the red-and-silver giant had never appeared.

Inside the flagship of the First Fleet of Trisolaris.

The leader's thought-form froze midair.

He... where did he go?

The observing scout beside him let out a distorted shriek:

Leader! Four light-years away! The Trisolaran system! Detected an abnormal high-energy gravitational wave!

The leader whipped his head around, staring fixedly at the monitor.

On the screen,

on the outskirts of the Trisolaran system, a rift appeared out of nowhere.

Saiwen's red figure stepped out from within it.

The entire control chamber erupted in chaos.

Four light-years!

The hawkish officer's life-support system spewed liquid wildly,

He tore open space with his bare hands and crossed four light-years in a second?!

Our fastest lightspeed ship would take forty years straight! He just lifted his hand and arrived?

The dovish officer dropped to his knees in the standing water:

A miracle! This is a true miracle!

The leader's thought signal burst forth with unprecedented fervor:

Do you see it? This is the thigh we've clung to!

To him, a four-light-year distance isn't even a threshold!

Leader, you're wise! Following Ultraman, our Trisolaran world is saved!

The fleet channel erupted in celebration once again.

The firmament broadcast Saiwen's arrival in the Trisolaran system simultaneously across all realms.

The Wandering Earth universe.

Liu Peiqiang sat by the porthole of the navigator's space station, the bottle of vodka hovering in his hand.

Four light-years, one second.

He shook his head, gave a wry smile, "We installed ten thousand planetary engines on Earth to escape the solar helium flash, planning to reach the neighboring star in twenty-five hundred years."

They just walked over without even breaking a breath.

Makarov leaned in, eyes fixed on the screen:

Liu, what do you think Ultraman will do with those three suns? Blow them up directly?

Blow up three stars?

Liu Peiqiang furrowed his brow,

The resulting energy storm would flatten the entire Trisolaran system.

I guess he might use some kind of spatial technology to move Trisolaran Earth to a safe system.

Cybertron.

Optimus Prime watched the firmament, his blue optical sensors flashing rapidly.

The gravitational field of the Trisolaran system's stars is extremely chaotic.

Optimus Prime's voice carried a rigorous analysis,

Three stars influence each other, forming an unsolvable chaotic system.

The ambulance beside it adjusted a set of simulation data:

"Leader, if Saiwen chooses to destroy one of them, the gravitational balance of the other two will be instantly broken, likely triggering a supernova explosion."

"Yes. Physical means cannot solve this problem."

Optimus Prime looked toward the sky curtain,

"What will he do? Re-establish a gravitational anchor?"

"Or use some kind of shield to wrap the planet?"

The flagship of the Star People Union.

Grand Marshal Sidney leaned against the chair back, his fingers tapping the armrest.

"Three suns."

She stared at the image on the screen,

"If this were in our universe, we could just send a colossus over and fit the planet with a calming shield, and that would be it."

The chief of staff shook his head:

"Grand Marshal, the star movements in the Trisolaran system are irregular; shields will eventually run out of energy."

"Then just blow up the stars. Build a Dyson sphere to contain the energy."

"Will Saiwen do that?"

The chief of staff stared at the sky curtain,

"He's a warrior, not an engineer."

The myriad worlds are speculating on Saiwen's countermeasure.

The sky curtain's camera zoomed in, focusing on Saiwen's face.

Saiwen hovered in space of the Trisolaran system.

Ahead, three huge stars were orbiting each other in an extremely bizarre trajectory.

Terrifying heat waves and radiation storms ravaged the interior of the star system.

Occasionally a plasma flame jet spewed out, exceeding several hundred thousand kilometers in length.

According to common sense,

Faced with this apocalyptic-level celestial disaster, any living being would feel shocked, even fearful.

But Saiwen did not.

He gazed at those three violent suns.

The pale yellow indicator light at his eyes not only did not dim, but brightened by several degrees.

His facial expression was... delight.

Saiwen stood with hands on hips, looking at those three stars ahead, even nodding in satisfaction.

"Good stuff."

Saiwen's voice transmitted via the sky curtain throughout the myriad worlds.

"This abundance of energy is practically three giant power banks!"

"The Plasma Spark Tower of the Land of Light recently lacks this high-purity stellar energy."

"Taking these three back, Taro and the others will surely be delighted."

Inside the flagship of the Trisolaran First Fleet.

"Just as the leader was about to continue shouting 'miracle', his thought body twitched."

All the Trisolarans in the control cabin froze.

"The signal of the hawkish officer stammered: 'Charge... charge power bank?'"

"The life-support device of the dovish officer emitted a crisp sound: 'The demon that tormented us for two hundred cycles of civilization... in his eyes is a battery?'"

"After a brief stagnation, the leader's thought signal burst into even greater extremism."

"Did you hear that!!"

"The leader's signal echoed throughout the fleet channel,"

"This is the pattern of the supreme god civilization!"

"The disaster capable of destroying us is merely a backup power source in the eyes of the gods!"

"Our Trisolaran civilization has truly picked the right side this time!"

All Trisolarans echoed in agreement, their thought signals filled with absolute admiration for Saiwen.

The myriad worlds' audience saw this scene, and reactions everywhere exploded.

Marvel Universe.

Tony Stark's mouthful of whiskey, just swallowed, sprayed all over the holographic projector.

"Cough cough cough!"

Tony coughed while taking a tissue to wipe his mouth,

"Power bank? He calls three stars a power bank?!"

Steve Rogers stood beside, brows furrowed: 'Tony, can your arc reactor absorb stellar energy?'

"Don't disgrace my reactor with the stars, huh?"

Tony slammed his liquor glass onto the table,

"That's a star! A celestial body continuously undergoing nuclear fusion!"

"He not only wants to absorb, but also to pack and take away?"

"What level of biotech is this? What material is his body made of?!"

Dragon Ball world, King Kai's planet.

Vegeta crossed his arms, the muscles on his face twitching nonstop.

"What a joke……"

Vegeta gritted his teeth,

"Saiyans can destroy planets, even stars. But to directly absorb a star as an energy source?"

Goku beside him, eyes lit up:

"Wow! Ultraman is so strong! This is just like eating a Senzu Bean, right?!"

"How can that be the same, Kakarot!"

Vegeta roared back,

"Senzu Beans restore stamina! He's directly devouring celestial energy!"

"With that kind of physical strength, even if we Super Saiyans went in, we'd be baked to ash!"

King Kai beside him wiped his sweat: "Too terrifying…… This race called Ultraman is simply an existence that defies universal common sense."

Warhammer 40K universe, Macragge.

Roboute Guilliman stood in the center of the hall, the Sword of Justice already sheathed.

He now felt that carrying the sword was a bit redundant.

"Sicarius." Guilliman's voice was heavy.

"Present, Primarch."

"Does the Imperium have any weapon that can use a star as a portable power source?"

Sicarius shook his head:

"No, Primarch."

"The Mechanicus's savants can at most utilize the star's peripheral energy, directly packing up the star and taking it away…… This is tech-heresy."

"This is not tech-heresy."

Guilliman gazed at Ultraman's red silhouette on the skyline, "This is an absolute power downgrade."

"A race that can use a star as a battery."

Guilliman sighed,

"Fortunately they're on humanity's side."

……

(Tomorrow's Warhammer opening, how should Sargeras make his entrance better? Can give the author some suggestions.)