Chapter 105: The Alliance of Lost Civilizations

[Discover the special team of Vader Overlord Civilization]

[Begin the pursuit immediately. Never let Carol return to Vader's Overlord civilization]

For the Empire

In the dark starry sky, a small fleet painted in the same black color appeared.

The fleet had been lying in ambush here for a long time, and instantly escaped into the gravitational space and began the pursuit.

It is worth mentioning that there are no god-level lives in either fleet, and they enter the gravitational space entirely relying on technological means.

This is the sign of a hegemonic civilization.

After both fleets left, another fleet painted in white appeared, escaped into the gravitational space, and headed in another direction.

……

Wang Fei didn't know that the way he passed through the wormhole just now was not much different from running naked.

Various forces discovered Wang Fei's arrival.

But it’s simply because the technological content of the spacecraft is too low, not even as good as the level of advanced civilizations, so no one pays attention to it.

Wang Fei escaped the disaster by luck.

I continued studying in Gravitational Space for 15 days and increased my knowledge reserves to 615 points.

Wang Fei arrived at his destination again.

Jump out of the gravitational space.

The scene before him surprised Wang Fei immensely.

Tens of thousands of spaceships are traveling back and forth in this starry sky. This is a star system with a total of six planets.

There are a large number of buildings on each planet, and one of them is actually a life planet.

More importantly, among the spaceships coming and going, Wang Fei sensed the breath of god-level life on almost every spaceship.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This is simply a plus version of the City of a Thousand Planets!

Fortunately, this place is far away from Blue Star, and Dean Jiang’s evil clutches should not have reached this place yet.

Otherwise, if Wang Fei was surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of god-level beings, he would not survive even with the text box prompt.

His eyes swept across these planets one by one, and finally fell on the planet with life.

The existence of a planet with life here is simply the biggest absurdity.

There are hundreds of thousands or even millions of god-level lives, almost every one of them represents a civilization.

So many civilizations gathered here, yet they actually let go of a planet!
Why?
Could that life planet be the home planet of the dominant civilization?

Wang Fei didn't believe that a hegemonic civilization would so brazenly place its own life planet in a public area.

"We have received a text message asking us to proceed to the sixth planetary parking level to obtain... the identification code of the Lost Civilization Alliance and temporary docking permission."

Carol's voice sounded, and there was a pause in the middle, as if she was shocked by the name of this organization.

The Alliance of Lost Civilizations?
What do you mean?
Are all the civilizations here the civilizations of the lost people?
"Use the hint opportunity!"

We have arrived at the place, so we cannot waste the opportunity to remind you.

[Perhaps you should adjust your mood, register with the most desperate attitude, and blend into the Lost Civilization Alliance]

It seems that this place does have its advantages, but it requires infiltrating the Lost Homeland Civilization Alliance.

despair?

Is this the state of losing the civilization's home planet?

Wang Fei began to adjust his emotions inside the Fugitive, and at the same time asked Carol to land the spaceship according to instructions.

Soon, the spacecraft landed smoothly.

Wang Fei also adjusted his mood, with no expression on his face, as if the Blue Planet had been destroyed.

With tears in his eyes, he walked off the spaceship in despair.

As soon as he stepped off the spaceship, two god-level beings with equally desperate expressions came up to him.

They held tablet-like terminals in their hands.

"Hello, Lost Homelander, welcome to the Lost Homelander Civilization Alliance. According to the alliance rules, you need to register your information."

There was some passion in their words, but their tone was extremely cold.

You can tell from their tone that they are not in a good mood.

Wang Fei nodded and took the terminal.

There was a form on the terminal waiting for Wang Fei to fill out.

The table uses the universal language of the universe. During the one year of sailing, Wang Fei had already mastered this extremely simple language.

[Civilization: Carlo Star]

[Name: Carlo]

[Spaceship: The Fugitive]

[Life Level: God]

[Reason for the destruction of the life planet: destroyed by an unknown advanced civilization using fifth-level weapons]

Wang Fei used the alias Carlo. When he went out, he gave himself the name and made up his own background.

At this moment, Wang Fei didn't know that the form he filled out had basically come true.

The two god-level beings received the questionnaire feedback and immediately looked at Wang Fei with sympathetic eyes.

What a sad ship name, The Fugitive.

It’s another Fugitive. How many ships here have been named Fugitive?

There are too many to remember.

No, I can’t think about it. The more I think about it, the more desperate I become.

All the lost people are vulnerable. Wild thoughts will lead to emo, emo will lead to despair, and despair will make people want to commit suicide.

The two gods patted Wang Fei on the shoulders to comfort him.

All the gods here are sad, as they are unable to protect their home planet.

suddenly……

With a bang, the sound of a heavy object falling was heard.

Wang Fei looked towards the source of the sound and found that there was a spaceship not far away and a god-level lifeform jumped off from the bow.

It seems like he wants to commit suicide.

But it is not so easy for a god-level life to die.

He fell to the ground, howling.

This is the lost person, the most fragile life in the universe.

Most of those who can survive are god-level beings.

God-level lifeforms happen to be relatively difficult to kill. Except for those that jump across stars, the others basically won't die easily.

The god-level lost homelander is both fragile and difficult to kill.

Eventually, the Lost Homeland Civilization Alliance was formed here.

Hundreds of thousands, even millions of god-level life alliances.

Even a hegemonic civilization would not dare to easily become an enemy of this desperate alliance.

Wang Fei withdrew his gaze. His despair was acted out, not real despair, so he couldn't empathize with him.

Wang Fei only knew that he had to do his best to prevent human civilization from falling into such despair.

God-level life forms can resist this extremely oppressive feeling of despair, but for other individuals in civilization, it is a fatal blow.

Even god-level life might be able to resist for a while, but it is impossible to resist forever.

God’s life is too long. Instead of spending thousands and thousands of years in despair, it would be better for him to find a star and jump into it.

After completing the registration, Wang Fei walked out of the docking platform.

Stepping into the city on this planet.

In the city, the bright lights and flashing neon lights are like the last carnival of the gods, but beneath the carnival is endless despair.

The Alliance of Civilized Lost People is a synonym for the desperate.

“Use the prompting opportunity.”

When he arrived here, Wang Fei still didn't know what the text box wanted him to do.

What kind of benefits can be gained in this desperate place?

[You should perhaps go to No. 34 Paradise District and pick up the anonymous consumption card in the first sewer in front of the second gate.] Seeing the prompt, Wang Fei's mouth twitched.

Here we go again, this unpretentious way to make money.

It's exactly the same as it was in the City of Thousand Stars.

After getting that card, the text box won’t ask me to buy lottery tickets again, right?
Wang Fei chose exactly the same method, first transforming into a god-level pickpocket and taking away his terminal.

Then let Carol connect to the new terminal, obtain the terminal identification code, simulate an ordinary user, access the network, and navigate.

Although she cannot become a god who controls the Internet, Carol's speed in collecting information is still top-notch.

But in order to avoid being discovered as an intelligent life, Carol can only simulate an ordinary user and operate at a snail's pace.

……

Two hours later, Wang Fei walked out of the Lost Hometown Lotto Building. Looking at the 39-digit lottery number in his hand, Wang Fei fell into deep thought.

The text box is based on an old routine, first picking up money, then buying lottery tickets, directly solving money problems.

At this moment, there was less than an hour left before the Lotto draw, and Wang Fei was too lazy to leave.

Just downstairs in the Lotto Building, watching the big screen on the outer wall and waiting for the lottery draw.

There were gods everywhere around, including many demigods, but there were almost no beings below demigods.

"The lottery will be drawn soon. Can I win this time?"

"As long as you win a prize, no matter what it is, you can live on Planet Two for a while."

"Indeed, living on a planet with life, especially one with civilization that has not yet been destroyed, can alleviate a lot of homesickness."

All Lotto participants are eagerly waiting for it.

Compared to the lottery prize, they care more about alleviating their homesickness.

Finally, the Lotto results are out.

Not surprisingly, Wang Fei won a prize of 3.2 million RMB, which directly emptied the prize pool.

At the same time, they also obtained permanent residency rights on the second planet of the Alliance of Lost Civilizations.

Wang Fei didn't feel anything about this. After all, Wang Fei didn't have homesickness.

Wang Fei just wanted to know what to do next.

The permanent residency rights of the second planet and the huge sum of 3.2 million Lost Homeland Currency are enough to accomplish some great things in the Lost Homeland Civilization Alliance.

“Use the prompting opportunity.”

[You should probably go to the Heavy Mech Fighting Club and sign up to become a member]

Heavy Mecha Fighting Club?
Wang Fei asked Carol directly.

Carol gave the information: "The Heavy Mecha Fighting Club was founded by the elite god-level mecha division of the Vida Republic. It aims to change the mode of interstellar warfare by operating heavy mechas through god-level life..."

The information came from public content on the cosmic network, but Wang Fei captured the key words.

The Vida Republic is a hegemonic entity and can never be a member of the Alliance of Lost Civilizations.

Carol continued to search for relevant information using keywords. The more she searched, the weirder Wang Fei's expression became.

Vader Overlord Civilization
The Republic of Vida

Vader Empire
There is so much key information about Vida civilization in the cosmic network.

Continuing her in-depth search, Carol completed her summary.

Hundreds of years ago, the Vida civilization was still a complete force, but hundreds of years ago, the Vida civilization was in civil strife.

A dominant civilization actually split into three forces.

After hearing this, Wang Fei finally understood.

The text box is asking me to wade into the muddy water of Vida civilization!
Only a civilization that is large enough can obtain sufficient benefits.

Moreover, Wang Fei was holding a trump card in his hand.

Carol, she was once the highest technological achievement of Vida civilization.

Although it is unknown what the attitude of the Vida civilization towards Carol is now, a mere few hundred years is not enough for a hegemonic civilization to make a technological leap.

What's more, the hegemonic civilization is the pinnacle of civilization and is almost reaching its upper limit.

If handled properly, Wang Fei might indeed have a chance to save the Blue Planet.

It is not difficult for a hegemonic civilization to destroy a level 33 advanced civilization.

"Where is the Heavy Mecha Fighting Club?"

Wang Fei asked Carol to start navigation.

The situation is not clear now, and everything still needs to be directed by text boxes.

Go to the Heavy Mech Fighting Club first to get further hints in the text box.

"It's on the third planet. The entry threshold for the third planet is 500 million Lost Hometown Coins. With our current funds, we have already met the requirement."

The financial system of the Alliance of Lost Civilizations is tied to personal identity.

The Lotto jackpot that Wang Fei just won has been automatically deposited into Wang Fei’s personal account.

[Name: Carlo]

【Assets: 3.2 million lost hometown currency】

[Residence Authority: Second Planet]

This is Wang Fei’s identity galaxy, which is completely enough to travel to the third planet.

Just as they were about to leave the Lotto Building, a demigod-level being jumped off the top of the building.

Everyone was at least demigod-level, so they reacted quickly and made way.

It is definitely impossible for a demigod to die from this height. In this city, jumping off buildings is a daily behavior and is not surprising.

Wang Fei shook his head, still maintaining a grim expression on his face.

He turned and walked towards the spacecraft parking area.

The Fugitive slowly took off and headed towards the third planet.

There was no obstruction during the period. If you break in without the corresponding authority, you will be hit by high-level weapons.

The strike will not even be fatal, and a league commissioner will come and make the violators pay the price.

Life essence is also the best remedy to alleviate homesickness.

Therefore, even if ordinary god-level life forms are completely desperate, they will not choose this method to commit suicide. They will generally find a star or a black hole to jump into.

If you are in a hurry to die, you will usually enter the gravitational space and jump directly onto the gravitational string.

The journey was smooth and we arrived at the third planet.

The architectural style here is not much different from that of the Sixth Planet, but the atmosphere of despair is much lighter than that of the Sixth Planet.

Those who can come here are all high-net-worth god-level beings from the Lost Homeland Civilization Alliance.

As long as there is money, there is a way to alleviate homesickness.

If you are rich enough, there is even a way to completely solve the problem of homesickness.

However, this method is only mastered by hegemonic civilizations and is in short supply.

Following Carol's navigation, Wang Fei arrived at the Heavy Mecha Fighting Club.

"Hello, your permission code has not been recognized. You need to verify your capital and register to enter the club. You need at least 3000 million in assets."

As soon as he arrived at the door, Wang Fei was stopped by a demigod.

More importantly, this demigod had a smile on his face.

He is not a lost person!
Wang Fei's expression remained the same, and the disguise had to continue.

He took out the lowest-spec terminal that he had stolen.

A look of disdain appeared on the demigod's face.

The terminal lights up and displays the asset information.

The demigod's face was filled with a smile again.

The assets are over 3.2 million, and million at that!
This is a super big customer!
Must be well received!

The most important thing when playing heavy mecha combat is to have money!

The value of a heavy mecha is much higher than that of a spaceship.

　I feel like I didn't write it well.

　　I've only written so much. I haven't even finished half of the outline yet.

　　Now entering the new map
　　Many of the key settings buried in the previous volume are paving the way for this volume.
　　This volume should be the longest and most plot-rich volume in the book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)