Chapter 49

But what if it is a calamity...

Thinking of this, Bronya quickened her pace.

Before long.

She arrived at the Engineering Department.

Sure enough, it was very lively here.

Just by looking at the name tags on their chests, one could tell that almost every expert in the Engineering Department had come.

There were mechanical experts, material experts, and even theologians.

They were seen looking worried one moment and ecstatic the next, constantly studying a black cube only the size of a beetle-type automaton.

"Miss Bronya!"

Seeing Bronya's figure, the researchers immediately said respectfully.

"How is your research going?"

Bronya asked straight to the point.

"This..."

The group of researchers looked at each other, their expressions somewhat embarrassed.

What could they say?

Should they say that they were all useless, having studied for a long time and found nothing?

In the end, only the most senior expert could step forward.

"Miss Bronya, it's like this. How should I put it? With our current level of technology, I'm afraid we have no way to study it."

"Not at all?" Bronya found it somewhat hard to accept.

You must know that those gathered here were the most talented people on this planet.

If even they couldn't study it, then who else could?

"Have you heard of magic?" the elderly expert asked.

"Is it a magical creation?" Bronya was stunned for a moment.

The old expert shook his head, "Not necessarily, but the existence that created it, whether it be a civilization or a god, possesses technology and power that, to us, is like magic—it is simply not on the same level. So, do you understand now?"

Although Bronya was young, she understood many things.

But this was the first time in her life she had come into contact with something beyond her cognition.

For a moment.

It was somewhat hard to accept.

If even the most basic research was impossible, then how was she supposed to find out what was wrong from it?

Obviously.

This exceeded the upper limit of an eight-year-old girl's capabilities.

"Miss Bronya, you might as well go to the Neverwinter Workshop and take a look. Although Ms. Serval is young, she is the most talented scholar I have seen in these decades; perhaps she can crack something. We once invited her to participate in the research, but she refused, saying she wanted to do some rock and roll. It's truly a pity."

The old expert sighed.

It was unclear whether he was sighing because his own ability was insufficient to crack the black box, or because Serval's talent was so good yet she was obsessed with rock and roll, which was truly a waste.

"I'll go right now!"

Bronya nodded.

She had heard of the Neverwinter Workshop and knew Serval.

In fact, even if she didn't know her, she would still have to go there, just for that slight possibility of cracking the black box.

Space.

After waiting for nearly another twenty-four system hours.

When a spaceship with a very recognizable design suddenly jumped into the Jarilo star sector, Lin Qi suddenly perked up.

Before he could determine which faction this was.

The other party had already sent a signal over.

【Dust dweller, offer your achievements. The great Feather Emperor will make an exception to accept you as a vassal species of our clan. The supreme god will also grant you eternal life!】

Dust dweller? Feather Emperor? Vassal species?

As soon as these three terms came out, Lin Qi knew who the incoming faction was.

Wingweavers.

One of the Xianzhou's great enemies.

Seeking flowers, seeking reviews.

41. Sending a small gift to the Wingweavers? Feixiao's decision.

The universe knows that the Xianzhou's main enemies are the Abundance-kin.

The Wingweavers are precisely one of them.

One could even say they were the first enemy.

It was precisely because of the Wingweavers that the ancient kingdoms on the Xianzhou mother planet embarked on the journey of "seeking medicine."

Now, times have changed.

Eight thousand years have passed.

Although the Xianzhou can no longer find the location of the mother planet, it has also become one of the major powers in the universe.

Compared to this, the Wingweavers' days are much harder.

Their holy land, "Qiongsang," was destroyed twice, and the tribe was scattered everywhere, becoming a mercenary race; one could say it was miserable.

Of course, this is only relative to their prosperous period.

If one really had to say, there wouldn't be many factions in the universe stronger than the Wingweavers.

Especially...

They still have an Emanator!

"Feather Emperor?"

"Xueyi, you are from the Xianzhou, you shouldn't be unfamiliar with her, right?"

Lin Qi ignored the clamor from the other side and turned to ask.

Xueyi nodded and said, "I have heard of her, but I have never seen her. Perhaps only people from the Fire-Ruin Era know what she looks like. I only know that she resides in the Azure Stone Holy Nest on the high branches of Qiongsang, responsible for guiding the growth of Qiongsang and nurturing other Wingweavers."

"I read the Xianzhou's records; wasn't Qiongsang destroyed by the Antimatter Legion?" Lin Qi asked in confusion.

"That is indeed the case, but there may not be only one Qiongsang. Although the Xianzhou has not yet found traces of a second one. Additionally, as a creation of the Plagues Author, Qiongsang is difficult to completely exterminate. The records of the Divine Bow's miracles state that before the Divine Bow became a god, he once severed Qiongsang, but after a period of time, Qiongsang revived again, and it was only after the Legion passed through that I heard it had fallen silent," Xueyi explained.

Lin Qi guessed, "So, they came to find me, most likely wanting to revive Qiongsang? Or restore their power?"

"There is that possibility. I have heard that the tips of Qiongsang branches have the ability to jump across realms. This was originally the foundation upon which the Wingweavers relied for survival. Relying on this ability, they were able to plunder everywhere."

Xueyi nodded and continued, "Doctor, perhaps they have taken a fancy to the teleportation ability of the Any Door, so as to restore the ecology from when Qiongsang was still present."

"Understood."

After some explanation, Lin Qi finally understood why the completely unrelated Wingweavers had targeted him.

And looking at the number of fleets, it was clearly a major move.

Not to say they came out in full force, but at least a small half had come.

"This is really thinking highly of me," Lin Qi laughed, not feeling much fear.

"I'm afraid they want to blockade the entire star sector so that you, Doctor, cannot leave. I suspect... they might have props that interfere with the Any Door's function?" Xueyi guessed.

"Perhaps..."

Lin Qi didn't speak again, but was thinking about something.

After a while, he spoke again.

"Xueyi, you said these Wingweavers want to revive Qiongsang?"

"Yes, Doctor."

Xueyi was a bit confused, because she had already explained this question just now.

Thinking that Lin Qi hadn't understood, Xueyi explained again, "It is rumored that they seem to want to find a Stellaron in order to revive Qiongsang."

"Is that so?"

Lin Qi nodded and asked again, "Then... do you know where their Qiongsang homeland is?"