It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

The rest of the scientists: "..."

"Yongchang, this joke is not funny..." Fang Xu looked at Lu Yongchang strangely.

Lu Yongchang looked helplessly at the strange-looking people in front of him: "What I said was not a joke."

"Zero, open the star map and show them."

The holographic projection changed instantly, and images of several nearby star systems appeared around him.

The solar system, the Alpha Centauri galaxy and the Ophiuchus galaxy.

"The closest star to Proxima Centauri is the other two stars of the Alpha Centauri triad, which are only 0.21 light-years away."

"It's just that those two stars formed a binary star system. According to Zero's latest observation results, there is no planet suitable for life."

"Secondly, there is the solar system, and finally, there is Barnard's star in the Ophiuchus galaxy."

"Unfortunately, there are no solid planets suitable for life in Barnard's star."

"So..." Lu Yongchang shrugged while speaking, "According to normal circumstances, the Proxima Centauri may already be on their way to the solar system."

Fang Xu's expression became more and more weird.

"So, we are still a two-way process?"

"It can indeed be said that." Thinking of the expression of Proxima Centauri after arriving in the solar system, the corner of Lu Yongchang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a forced smile.

"Of course, there is another possibility. Their observation methods are more advanced than ours, and they discovered the anomaly of the sun earlier, and chose a farther star system as their target."

"It's just that this requires a higher level of technology. I don't think the Proxima civilization has such means."

……

Central region of the Milky Way.

The artificial planet belonging to Sweeper 9527 stays quietly in the outer space.

inside the planet.

"Sir, the latest news from the Orion arm area."

A report sounded, attracting the attention of Sweeper 9527.

"Say."

A simple syllable came out of his vocal organs.

"Sir, the star eater sent to the LHS4C42Y star system has successfully completed its mission and is on its way back."

"Yes, how much energy did it absorb?"

"……not much."

A light curtain appeared in front of Sweeper 9527.

He casually glanced at the data on the light curtain, and the original blue skin color suddenly deepened by a degree.

"Just like that?"

He said in an extremely dissatisfied tone.

"Sir, that's just a yellow dwarf star. It's not bad that the star eater can absorb this energy." The voice of the subordinate's defense came, "Unless the large mass-energy conversion device of the mother civilization is used, otherwise..."

"Okay, okay, of course I know this." Sweeper 9527 waved his tentacles angrily, "I don't have much of that thing, so I use it to deal with a first-level civilization and a yellow dwarf. am I crazy?"

"I'm just making an analogy..." The subordinate's voice came again.

"By the way, I remember that there is a red dwarf next to the yellow dwarf. How about the star devourer over there?" A faint light flickered on the external memory storage device of Sweeper 9527.

"Sir, it will take some time, the internal reaction of the red dwarf is not strong enough."

"Tsk... It's really a loss-making business." Sweeper 9527 said a little depressed.

The subordinate's voice sounded again: "Sir, how about I help you choose a star with a higher mass?"

After the words fell, another light curtain appeared in front of Sweeper 9527.

"Huh? Level 5 civilization?" Bored, he stretched out his tentacles and slid the light curtain. "The potential of civilization is good. It is estimated that it will be able to enter level [-] civilization after [-] years of development."

"Sir, do you want to do something to it?" The subordinate said softly, "It's just in the spiral arm of Perseus, far away from us, and there is no sign of pastoral activity over there."

Sweeper 9527 angrily swiped away the light curtain in front of him: "There is no sign of pastoralist activities? Then what effort do I have to make?"

"If it weren't for that damn pastoral two-dimensional creature hiding in the Orion arm, I wouldn't bother with those low-level bugs!"

"Keep an eye on the Orion Arm, and report to me immediately if you find any traces of that two-dimensional creature!"

"Hitted by our dimensional weapon at the core, it won't last long!"

……

The earth calendar is 2100 years.

Proxima Centauri.

Inside a giant disc-shaped building.

In a room on the top floor of the building, Levi stood silently by the window, overlooking the scenery outside.

As the leader of the rebel army, after the success of the uprising, he took the seat he had dreamed of and became the leader of a group of Proxima Centauri.

Of course, this crowd of Proxima Centauri does not include Proxima Centauri Royal Ricks and scientist Lyle.

But for Levi, this kind of life has made him very satisfied.

Outside the window, countless Maruss and ordinary Proxima people are busy on the production line.

They are working hard to build their own fugitive starship.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound came from behind.

Levi turned to look, and the door opened a crack.

"Levi, a Lyle said he wanted to see you."

A familiar voice came from the door.

In order to reflect his own statement that everyone is equal, anyone can call him by his first name, including Marus.

Even, his personal guards are composed of half Proxima and half Marus.

It was Marus who just sent out the notification.

Lyle?

He made no effort to hide his hostility, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did Lyle come to see me?"

"Tell him, I don't want to see him, let him leave immediately!"

"Marus, get out of the way!" With a low and firm voice, the door of the room swung open.

The person who came was wearing a standard-style black robe, and with his strong limbs, he pushed open the gate and Marus guards blocking him.

"You!" Levi took a step back subconsciously, reached out and pressed the white button on the side.

As long as he presses the button, there will be other guards to deal with this strong Lyle immediately!

"Calm down, Levi."

There was a bit of excitement in Lyle's tone: "I didn't come to fight with you."

"Then what are you doing here?!" Levi's breathing hole opened and closed rapidly.

"Don't forget the agreement we signed, you have no right to interfere with us!"

PS. There was a mistake in the sub-volume of the last chapter...but it doesn't affect the reading.

Chapter 260 We Are the Same Kind

Levi's reaction was reflected in Lyle's visual organs.

There were a few slight wrinkles on the top of Lyle's thinking organs, but they quickly smoothed out and dissipated.

There was some sarcasm in his tone: "Levi, don't worry, the Academy of Sciences doesn't want to interfere with your lives."

"Just, for the sake of being Proxima Centauri, let me tell you a piece of news."

"News about the solar system." Seeing Levi's skeptical look, Lyle added lightly.

Levi's breathing hole burst open!

"what?!"

His tone seemed particularly hasty.

As the leader of the rebel army, he naturally knew that the solar system was the escape target chosen by the Academy of Sciences and the royal family, and it was also the best choice at present.

Seeing Levi's anxious look, Lyle seemed a little more relaxed.

He sat carelessly on a chair beside him, and gently swayed his thick but short forelimbs: "Relax Levi, it's not a big deal."

"What happened to the solar system?!" Levi's three pairs of visual organs narrowed slightly, and his tone also showed a hint of threat, "If you continue to play tricks, I will call the guards!"

As he spoke, Levi stretched out his forelegs and pressed the white button on the side.

There was a bit of fear in Lyle's visual organs.

Although his physical fitness is stronger than most Proxima Centauri, he still thinks he can't handle the guards.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it." Lyle stood up from the chair helplessly, and whispered a piece of news that horrified Levi.

"Solar system, I can't go there."

"What... what?!"

Levi held his breath subconsciously, and asked in a difficult voice, "What's the reason?"

Lyle shrugged: "The latest observations from the Academy of Sciences."

"The main star of the solar system has entered the final dying stage. A helium flash occurred a few days ago, and it is currently developing towards a white dwarf."

"I heard from several observers that there are only a few gas giant planets and a few solid satellites left in the solar system."

The thinking organs on the top of Levi's head showed bursts of complex textures: "... When did it happen?"

Lyle was silent for a while, seemingly thinking.

"If I remember correctly, it should be a helium flash that happened 50 years ago."

"Then why did you only find out now?!" Levi clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table in front of him.

"boom!"

A loud bang came.

"Levi!" Several short and powerful calls came from outside the door, "What happened?!"

Just as Levi was about to explain, Lyle suddenly smiled and said to him meaningfully: "If I were you, I wouldn't explain it to them now."

Looking at the rounded arc on the top skin of Lyle's thinking organ, he suddenly swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Very good." Lyle's smile became more and more mysterious.

"So what's the reason why we didn't find out about this news so late!" Levi ignored Lyle's "compliment", stretched out his forelegs, grabbed Lyle's black robe, and asked in a deep voice .

Faced with Levi's questioning, Lyle opened his breathing hole slightly, and exhaled a long breath: "You should know the efficiency of the Academy of Sciences."

"All kinds of documents and materials are piled up like a mountain, and the delay in processing for 50 years is considered fast."

"There are several scientific research projects that were proposed 300 years ago, and no one is willing to take them up until now."

Levi fell silent.

He knew Lyall hadn't lied to him.

The work efficiency of the Academy of Sciences and the royal family is extremely low. As the leader of the rebel army, he is very clear about this.

I still remember the scene when I captured the incubation center and the royal family and the Academy of Sciences sent people to negotiate.

That negotiation dragged on for five years!

"Then what are you going to do?"

After a moment of silence, Levi asked again.