Chapter 850 - 336: Monstrous Upgrade!

Including...

The cosmic energy receiving devices in car 13 will have to be dismantled sooner or later. As the train develops, these things should be phased out too, since the iron ore they absorb is simply a waste of time and space.

So far—

After consuming a total of 1,682 trillion units of iron ore, the "Fixed Star" train has welcomed a perverse level of upgrade!

With 1,315 trillion units of iron ore remaining.

That’s enough.

He initially thought of reserving a bit more iron ore for ammunition storage, lest all the iron ore be used for upgrading components, leaving no ammunition, making the weapons high in level but unusable.

But he just conducted an experiment.

Normally, one shot of Level 200 Akanon Light Energy Main Cannon requires 1 trillion units of iron ore.

But he...

Only needs 100 million units of iron ore.

million...!

Dear heavens, this price—could there be a more fair deal than this? The Insect Race Civilization doesn’t even have 200-level armor, a 200-level attack can practically trample over them.

With the resources currently inside the train.

There’s enough to fire over 10 million shots, and that’s over 10 million shots of Level 200 Light Energy Main Cannon, enough to eradicate the Insect Race Civilization completely, with no problem whatsoever!

Next up—

Just need to make a few final preparations, then prepare to launch the attack first.

He is already completely prepared.

Hope the Insect Race Civilization is prepared as well.

Chen Mang took a deep breath, looked at the other components of the train, and began to continue batch upgrading, trying to control the iron ore to remain at over 1,000 trillion units, so it wouldn’t be insufficient.

...

And at this moment—

At the edge of the Nia Star System.

A gigantic Stellar Giant Beast was slowly drifting in the cosmos, its speed seemingly slow, but the gravitational field surrounding the Stellar Giant Beast had been completely disrupted, with frequently appearing spatial cracks, causing the Stellar Giant Beast to move forward in the cosmos like a worm, continuously in wave-like motions.

Its length is nearly 2 light years.

Floating along the edge of the Nia Star System, as if in slumber, its eyes never opening.

What’s bizarre is!

Such a terrifying Stellar Giant Beast, nearly destroying everything in its path, planets and stars alike, and yet on the surface of its skin... stand two middle-aged men.

These two middle-aged men completely ignore the spatial fragments being shredded by the beast’s gravity around them, gazing through the armored-like fragment layer, looking into the distant cosmos, those fragments are the layers of fragments formed by planets torn apart by the beast in its path.

Two men, one tall and one short.

One short, stout middle-aged man, looked at the log book in his hand, recording as he spoke softly.

"Travel Log indicates that Cosmic Landmine No. 3 has been detected by 12 civilizations over the past 100 years, and these 12 civilizations have been destroyed, with no omissions."

"Black Hole completeness within the body is at 96%."

"This is within normal wear-and-tear, no repairs needed."

"No Advanced Civilization encountered, all is normal."

"Energy transmission operational device is functioning normally."

Magically.

The man didn’t move his pen, simply speaking allowed corresponding text to appear on the notebook; the material of this log book is surely unusual, otherwise it couldn’t survive in such a highly adverse environment.

This is an environment so harsh that even stars cannot escape being shredded.

Wherever it passed.

A scene of devastation.

The shredded cosmic space takes a long time to slowly recover naturally.

"12??"

The tall middle-aged man next to him frowned, speaking in a deep voice: "Last century, it was detected by only three civilizations, and now it’s been detected by 12 civilizations? No wonder the energy consumption has been so high these years."

"In recent years, it feels less stable, the phenomenon of civilization explosion is happening more frequently."

"Yeah."

The short, stout middle-aged man tucked the log book back into his chest, explaining: "Not entirely, of those 12 civilizations, only 9 are third-level civilizations with 200-level seven-color level radar. The remaining 3 civilizations are second or first-level civilizations, just purely unlucky."

"Yet even just 9, it’s indeed much more than before."

"I remember coming to this area 400 years ago to clean up, and in just that time, 9 new third-level civilizations have emerged, growing faster than before."

"By the way—"

"Forgot to tell you, I intend to retire when I return this time."

"I’ve worked for 700 years, I don’t want to work for the remaining 300 years of my life, I want to play around, visit different planets, explore and travel."

"You’re going to retire?"

The tall man spoke with some envy: "How nice, I’ve only worked 400 years, haven’t saved up enough to retire yet, when you retire you must visit me occasionally."

"No problem."

The short, stout middle-aged man laughed: "In our line of work, it’s actually quite easy, high salary too, typically, we just need to monitor the outside Cosmic Landmine energy remaining in real time, then use the ’Black Hole’ to replenish immediately, check the landmine log once a century, and there’s not much else to worry about."

"By the way, there’s a question I’ve always wondered." The tall man asked doubtfully: "Cosmic Landmine contains ’Wormhole’ inside, why is it called a Black Hole?"

"Isn’t the logic of supplying energy to the Cosmic Landmine, providing energy through remote wormholes?"

"About this..."

The short man hesitated for a long moment before he continued: "That particular case is classified, not to be inquired. I heard bits and pieces from senior colleagues. Although we supply energy, have you ever seen an iron ore at the work location?"

"Indeed I haven’t."

"That’s because the other end of the Black Hole resides somewhere else, we just need to press a button, and yes it is a Black Hole, merely with ’Wormhole’ effects."