Chapter 420

If it's broken, change it.

And precisely because of this, all therapies targeting the body are ineffective for Dr. Bright.

Perhaps they can make him feel a little better in the short term, but that is as far as it goes.

Seeing the changes in the expressions of March 7th, Stelle, and Dan Heng, Dr. Bright pulled up his sleeve, revealing his slender wrist.

"Clatter~"

The sound of chains colliding rang out, and a gorgeous ornament hung down from the cuff, suspended in mid-air.

"Anomaly-963", Immortality.

He stared at the glowing gem and sneered.

"This is an eternal cage; even the supreme divinity 'The Missing' could not break it and grant me release."

"When my body was destroyed by Bai Sha and devoured by 'The Missing', I really thought I could be released."

A hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

As if saying:

Not good enough, weakling.

"It was like a ruthless darkness, an abyss that seemed endless, swallowing you until you couldn't breathe."

"I often feel like I am a sunken ship, struggling in the surging waves, but unable to find a way to escape."

Dr. Bright stood up, his steps slightly unsteady, but he immediately stabilized his stance, walking as if on flat ground, and walked to the porthole.

The shuttle was flying in the direction of the setting sun.

The sky, which had been clear blue not long ago, now had a hint of a red blush.

And beneath the shuttle was the city of the past.

He saw the ruins of the city covered in scars, the green plants crawling around it merging with the wilderness, followed by a lush forest.

The traces of humanity were thus erased.

Yet his past experiences and all his memories were completely recorded, ready to emerge from his mind at any time, tormenting him.

This is one of the reasons why he threw himself into research at all costs or indulged in alcohol.

"A long, long time ago, when the Foundation was limited to just one planet, I thought this was just the illness of a civilization, a society."

"For this reason, I later began to roam the universe, changing bodies, and delving into other civilizations."

"And in the end, I discovered that such illnesses are everywhere, whether it be 'Yeppera', 'Electronic Holy Prison Anubis', 'Ringworld Golconda', or 'Desolate World: Pejana'."

"There are hollow people everywhere, their hearts so empty that they could fill the entire universe, yet there is no place for themselves."

"Even I, who have the same illness as them, cannot establish a connection with them, as if I am in a lonely prison with no door leading to the outside world."

Dr. Bright continued to look down.

The ruins from just now had disappeared, replaced by mountains that were once locked by ice and snow.

The shuttle traveled through them, slowly adjusting its angle, grazing past the treetops of 060.

Startling the squirrels hiding in the treetops and scaring away the lurking snow leopards.

"Every day is a battle, a battle destined to fail—even simple things: getting up, washing, dressing, eating, have become huge challenges."

"When I switched back from the slime to a human body, I just lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling unable to move."

"Then I started trying to self-destruct again—there are too many tricks you can play in space, but the craziest one is throwing yourself into a black hole."

"That time, I was scolded severely by the Administrator, because I had been missing for a full hundred years; Gears, Clef, and the annoying Kondraki had prepared a celebration and a farewell ceremony."

"So, I lay in the empty coffin they prepared in advance, and when the ceremony was halfway through, I jumped out of it, and then was pressed back in by Clef and Kondraki together."

"Even Professor Kain—that dog, drove that damn mech to perform an exorcism, ordering the demon occupying Dr. Bright's body to leave immediately."

"..."

At the same time, the "Herta" Space Station.

Just when Herta thought the "Space Whale" had nothing special about it.

Reality taught her a big lesson:

What you think is just what you think.

"Miss... Station Master Asta, Ms. Herta."

Arlan looked hurried, trotting all the way to the two of them.

"What is it, Arlan? It's rare to see you so flustered."

"Not long ago, the space station received a regular electromagnetic wave from space."

This is not strange.

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The density of galactic civilization is not low, and electromagnetic waves travel at the speed of light.

Receiving broadcast signals from other civilizations from thousands of years ago is not rare.

Before Herta's thoughts could settle, she heard Arlan say solemnly:

"After repeated confirmation, the final conclusion is... this mysterious message was very likely sent by 'Anomaly-2146'."

As he spoke, Arlan handed a tablet to Herta, asking the two superiors to take a look.

"?"

Herta's expression tightened, and the relaxed state from just now was completely gone.

Jarilo-VI and the "Herta" Space Station cannot be said to be very close, and can only be said to be worlds apart.

This distance, no matter how you look at it, is calculated in light-years.

Unless someone thinks that light can travel a distance of one light-year in one second.

Herta could only admire him; he must be a genius rarely seen in a thousand years.

Looking at the translated article, Herta muttered:

"How did it do it... could the signal sent by 'Anomaly-2146' be faster than light?".

Chapter 173: Miss Silver Wolf who doesn't want to be tested

Herta looked up at the huge light screen in the universe:

The whale's corpse was still moving forward in the orbit of Jarilo-VI, with no abnormalities.

And it certainly didn't suddenly grin at the screen.

"This shouldn't be a broadcast it initiated actively... it's more like some kind of pattern or rule.".

She muttered a sentence and began to ponder.

Just then, she received a communication from Blue Star.

The monitoring array of the home planet also received that strange radio wave, which seems to indicate that the transmission of "Anomaly-2146" did not have a specific target.

It was just repeating the act of "transmitting".

Like an abandoned robot doing specific things at specific times.

It's just that this thing is slightly strange.

"Could it be... it is broadcasting to the entire universe this time, promoting its strange 'Outer Whale Manifesto'?"

She instantly dismissed the idea of continuing the investigation; the peculiarity of anomalies dictates one thing—

Unless she can send a team to Jarilo-VI to conduct research, it is impossible to explore the specific principles.

But the space station has just been attacked by the "Antimatter Legion", and staff losses are severe.

Even many daily maintenance tasks of the space station have to be completed by working overtime, let alone transferring personnel to the distant Jarilo-VI.

"Sigh... why don't I ask them for a favor? It just so happens that the trap set for Silver Wolf is already prepared, and all that's missing is 'Stelle' as the starter."

Herta's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and thoughts swirled in her mind.

She was like an old man sitting on a fishing platform, casting a fishing line, searching for a suitable target from the ocean of thoughts, and hooking it.

"I don't know how many people's work status will be interrupted by the broadcast of 'Anomaly-2146'."

Herta narrowed her eyes, revealing a malicious smile.

Because, she was interrupted in her thoughts just like this, forced to deal with related matters.

Just as she had guessed.

Such a situation did not only happen at the "Herta" Space Station, but covered almost all civilizations in the entire universe.

Even Silver Wolf, who was playing a game, did not escape it either.

A sudden broadcast sound startled Silver Wolf out of her immersion.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise; the perfect conception of where the game had progressed and what operation to perform next was left with only a few thin silhouettes.

Even if she adjusted the code and forcibly muted that annoying sound, she could not perfectly return to the state she was in just now.