Chapter 945: Does the Black Moon howl? — When all things are silent

"Never mind the trans-spatial real-time communication technology; did the Foundation actually manage to create a 'Sensory Beacon'?"

"This starship is a bit absurd, I have to say... Why half-mechanical and half-biological? What is the point? Is it to satisfy the unique fetish of some O5?"

"Is there a possibility that under pure mechanical and electronic logic, various errors would only accumulate, making it insufficient for long-term interstellar exploration, thus requiring biological tissue for correction... while pure biology also has significant limitations, necessitating the support of mechanical structures?"

"A perfunctory plan, a desperate struggle in the face of hopelessness... I don't know why the Foundation at this point in time didn't complete interstellar colonization, or why they didn't cast their gaze beyond the galaxy early on like the Foundation in our universe... But one thing is certain: searching with a single ship is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack—whether there are results, and how good those results are, depends entirely on luck."

"The architect of this plan seems a lot like me: wanting to lie flat, yet unwilling to do so completely, still holding onto a sliver of fantasy in their heart—what if I just give it a little hop and succeed? Wouldn't that be even better?"

"And then the more you hop, the more tired you get, until you finally have to lie flat, right?"

"Hello, the other versions of me in the galaxy."

……

The Luo Fu Xianzhou, Divination Commission.

The genius of the "Jade Divination," the uncrowned king of skipping work, the emperor of slacking off, the best physician for curing the Master Diviner's low blood pressure—Qingque—has returned to her loyal library.

Throwing herself onto the hard wooden chair, Qingque slumped forward, disregarding her personal image; her entire body and face were written with boredom.

The Master Diviner has led the army on an expedition, and all the diviners and officials have their own tasks to attend to...

From Qingque's perspective, this doesn't sound like bad news; on the contrary, it's favorable—she is the queen within the Divination Commission, and no one will see her slacking off.

But that is exactly where the problem lies.

Thanks to the "Disciples of Sanctus Medicus," the entire Xianzhou is under martial law. Military strongholds like the Ten-Lords Commission and the Six Commissions are guarded by large numbers of Cloud Knights, and commercial and residential areas are also heavily patrolled.

Shops, restaurants, and tea stalls... are all closed to prevent the "Disciples of Sanctus Medicus" from harming anyone.

Not to mention "jianghu venues" like card parlors, which have high population density and are a mix of good and bad people.

Before the "Disciples of Sanctus Medicus" caused chaos, disputes and conflicts were already prone to happen there.

Let alone what kind of consequences would arise if something were to happen there after the rebellion.

So, 170, it is naturally closed.

Qingque's second home is unreachable.

Poor little sparrow, actually wounded by the aftermath of the great battle between the "Abundance" and the "Hunt."

Oh, wait, I'm on the side of the "Hunt," so that's fine...

Qingque sighed silently, and her body, which had intended to perk up, went completely limp.

She listlessly picked up a few cards, stood them up one by one, and then flicked them down one by one, not knowing what to do or what she wanted to do at this moment.

Working is impossible; only by slacking off can one be worthy of one's salary... I haven't even had a chance to play with the personal terminal I bought earlier... Wait!

Qingque suddenly sprang up from the table, pulled back her sleeve, and looked at the personal terminal on her wrist.

She can't go to the card parlor in reality, but there shouldn't be any restrictions in the virtual card parlor... Besides, she can take the opportunity to ask Bai Xuan and the others how the battle is going and when they can play cards together...

She looked at the nearly invisible personal terminal.

If I can't go to the card parlor in reality, I can just go to the virtual one, and I can also ask Bai Xuan and the others how the battle is going...

Thinking this, Qingque activated the terminal, and a translucent, illusory light screen immediately appeared in her field of vision.

"Let me see... Games and Entertainment, Games and Entertainment, got it!"

Qingque immediately saw the "Celestial Jade" section under the 【Board Games】 category, and there were quite a few players there.

The heavy stone in her heart fell, and Qingque was revived to full health on the spot, complete with various buffs and aura effects; her entire temperament changed.

"Let me see who is online in my friends list... Bai Xuan, busy; March 7th, busy; 'Stelle', busy..."

"There's someone here I might know; is this a friend recommendation feature? Miss Tingyun... Wait, why is the Master Diviner here too?!"

Qingque immediately closed the friends list, fearing she might accidentally send a friend request to Master Diviner Fu.

Before she had a personal terminal, she had to worry about being caught red-handed by Master Diviner Fu;

After buying a personal terminal, she still has to worry about being caught red-handed by Master Diviner Fu (bbda);

Then her terminal was bought in vain!

She silently entered the settings interface and, in the personal privacy column, turned off the 【Push to people you may know】 feature.

Qingque felt a sense of relief.

Then, she returned to the "Celestial Jade" section, entered the ranked arena, and began the journey of the genius "Celestial Jade" girl.

Then she casually opened a small window and hung the Foundation archives on the side.

A beautiful and peaceful day, that is probably how it will come to an end.

……

The vast universe, cold and lonely.

On the edge of a sparse, dark star cluster, there is a huge yellow dwarf star, floating quietly and rotating slowly.

High-energy light radiation and streams of charged particles erupt constantly, bringing the possibility of life to the empty universe.

This star system is so quiet, so empty—until a visitor breaks this not-so-precious silence.

A dark red light erupted suddenly in the star system, then instantly contracted and dissipated.

In the center of that light, a huge, smooth black spaceship dragged its wake and slowly emerged; its hull shimmered slightly under the reflection of distant starlight, like a ghost.

It looks mechanical, yet it is full of biological characteristics; thrusters, flagella, and cilia coexist in one body, like a machine parasitized by a flesh-and-blood monster in a horror movie. ===== CHAPTER 947 =====