Chapter 133

The Foundation's fleet would scour clean all the minions of the false god.

Having lost the link of wits and courage, the subsequent plot would be quite boring.

The audience thought so.

They all thought that this Foundation file was about to end, and the next step would be a textual summary.

But they were wrong.

The next scene made them understand what the will of the people is, and what a kingly development is.

I saw hundreds and thousands of "Gates of Otherworlds" appear one after another.

Countless small starships came from the other end of the "Gate of Otherworlds."

Their volume was too small.

The largest one was only as big as the Foundation's unmanned carrier aircraft.

The technology they used was also quite backward.

Perhaps many could only be called spacecraft.

No shields, no armor, only a thin layer of shell;

The whole body was covered with ancient chemical thrusters, and even the acceleration had to be controlled within a very small range;

A large number of heat sinks extended from around the hull, just like sea urchins in space.

If the Foundation's fleet is compared to a pod of whales.

Then they are a tide composed of plankton.

The astronauts and soldiers among them looked excitedly at the fleet arrayed in deep space.

Two or three people squeezed in front of the porthole, took out various equipment, and filmed them, fearing that they would miss any details.

Those behemoths that covered the planet and blinded the celestial phenomena.

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Like a lighthouse, in the uncertain future, leading the interstellar path of human civilization.

They, on the other hand, were like believers on a pilgrimage road, coming to worship spontaneously.

A hundred birds worshiping the phoenix.

At this time, "Jerusalem" tilted at a tiny angle.

The light of the star passed through the gap and shone on the flagship of the expeditionary legion.

Dyeing the silver-white hull golden-yellow, shining in everyone's eyes.

Incomparably sacred, incomparably magnificent!

The screen stopped abruptly.

Turned pure black.

Himeko's throat moved slightly, and she drank the hand-ground coffee.

And on the side, another cup of coffee was placed.

That was the "contained object" contributed by Bai Xuan—a magical coffee machine that only needs water to produce coffee.

But it was unexpectedly popular on the "Astral Express."

At least compared to her hand-ground coffee, it was so.

Swallowing the coffee in her mouth, Himeko felt the incomparably rich bitterness in her mouth, commenting on the long film that had just ended:

"If these contents are all true, without artistic processing and deliberate exaggeration..."

"Then, at this time, the Foundation should have established a stable cross-universe transportation hub, radiating its influence into multiple universes."

"I don't know if 'Destruction' Nanook saw the Foundation's live broadcast, and if so, what would he think."

"No matter how much he and the legions under his command fight, they stop at one universe."

"If compared from this angle, the destruction caused by 'Nanook' is not as serious as that false god who can be shot and then resurrected."

After speaking, Himeko picked up the other cup of coffee, moisturizing her throat while comparing the differences between the two.

Hmm... the milky fragrance of this cup is very mellow, why is it still a bit sweet, ah, no, drink less of the coffee produced by this "contained object," so as not to lose your figure.

March 7th's body should still be developing, little Bai Xuan shouldn't care too much...

As a big robot fanatic

Welt Yang, at this time, is still brooding over one thing.

——The Foundation clearly gave close-ups of those giant bipedal mechs, but didn't give more shots of them fighting on the planet!!!

A few rounds of shelling and it was fooled?

He really wanted to know the technical specifications, detailed parameters, and internal structure of those machines.

Thinking about using the power of the Herrscher of Reason to get one for himself to play with!

An adult male, such a simple and plain wish, but it cannot be satisfied...

After complaining in his heart.

Welt Yang pushed his glasses, the regret on his face flashed away, and he turned back into the reliable and steady gentleman on the "Astral Express."

Recalling the content in the screen, after some sorting, he spoke slowly:

"After we finish walking the path of 'Trailblaze' and finish the remaining things... ¨‖..."

"We will try to find the Foundation and see if we can practice the path of 'Trailblaze' again in other universes?"

"Heh, I don't know if other universes can form Paths, or if Paths are unique products of this universe."

Pom-Pom scratched its ears.

It seemed to have heard very interesting news just now.

That's crossing the universe!

How many lives in the world, in their entire lives, have never even left the planet they are on.

And how many civilizations, until the energy is exhausted, have not been able to successfully leave the star system.

And at this moment.

The "Astral Express" is actually planning a cross-universe trip, how can this not make it excited and full of joy!

However, although this behavior is mostly called, "eating what's in the bowl, looking at what's in the pot."

But sometimes, making plans for thousands or even ten thousand years in advance is the fun of long-lived species living on.

Just like mellow old wine, it takes decades or even hundreds of years of expectation.

To taste the wonderful taste that can only be obtained after time is mellowed together.

Pom-Pom asked curiously:

"Then when will the train set off to find the Foundation, Pom?"

"Now in the whole universe, not many people know where they are, Pom?"

Himeko is still thinking about how to improve her coffee.

However.

The trip across the universe, this plan and action that sounds incomparably magnificent, made the "Trailblaze" soul in her heart burn fiercely:

"Don't worry too much."

"Since the Foundation chose to appear, there must be follow-up actions, maybe we can meet in the universe later."

"Besides..."

Speaking of this, Himeko's eyes turned slightly, looking at Welt Yang, and smiled:

"Welt has had face-to-face exchanges with those 'Psionic' masters of the Foundation..."

Before she finished speaking.

Lines of text appeared on the black screen.

Himeko stopped thinking about the plan in this infinitely distant future and turned her attention to the Foundation's live broadcast.

【Action Code: Heaven Falls】

【Time: ██ Year ██ Month ██ Day.】

【Action Location: Cross-Universe Combat】

【Reported by Dr. M, a fake who calls himself a "God" is bewitching people in the multiverse, creating natural disasters, and destroying civilizations.】

【A mysterious person calling himself a "Dimensional Traveler" sent a large amount of relevant information, and until the end of this action, the Foundation could not verify the true identity of this person.】

【Approved by the O5 Council and finally permitted by the Administrator, the Foundation dispatched twenty expeditionary legions to actively enter other universes to sweep them against the false god and the "Unclean" natural disaster he caused.】

【As of the writing of this report, a total of 22,789 civilizations have been confirmed destroyed, and 1864,9982 survivors have been contained.】

【Survivor handling method: Choose a civilization with a similar technological and social level to the survivor's original civilization, and ask if the survivor is willing to go to that world to live.】 ===== CHAPTER 135 =====