From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Her short black hair fluttered freely in the nutrient solution. Two joint lines left by bionic skin or prosthesis extended downward from Maomei's closed eyes. Her body and limbs wrapped in a black leather tights also had seams similar to those left by bionic prosthesis.

"When this woman was first spit out of the boundary gate, she suffered varying degrees of fractures and penetrating wounds, severe internal bleeding, and some of her implanted bionic prosthesis was burned. So, we had the medical team provide some treatment, maintaining her vital signs without compromising the leads."

Treating this level of trauma is easy with the technology of the Star Empire, but because of the concern that complete treatment will interfere with the information existing in the other party, this short-haired girl can only be kept in the medical cabin, maintaining a half-dead state.

"This lady has a pre-set brain-computer interface at the back of her neck, but for safety reasons, we didn't force a brain scan to obtain information. However, we did decipher the internal data of her prosthetics and obtained some information. Crow Microcontroller, Arasaka, Biotechnology—are these names recognizable to you, Your Majesty?"

“…Oh, this.”

Si Ye showed a bored expression.

Cyberpunk 2077...Oh, maybe it's still 2076, then this short-haired girl is the cat head who fell to death in the biotechnology company: Sasha Yakovleva.

This kind of world is useless. What makes sense is that there is another universe on the other side for the Star Sea Empire to destroy. What is meaningless is that with the level of technology on the other side, it will shatter at the slightest touch, which is not fun at all.

"Heal her. I know where the other side is."

Now that we know where the other side is, there is no need to protect the clues, and Sasha the Cat Head can be freed from this half-dead state.

"After the cure, what should we do with it..."

"...Bring him to me when the time comes, and remember to replace the junk he's wearing."

Even useless things are worth chewing. Although the Star Empire certainly can't use the technology of the other side, some things can be used by the subordinates, such as Pure 2 wheat...

This compound bioalcohol, which can replace oil and become the main energy source in the cyberpunk world, is a type of oil that grows in the ground.

Just as the previous civilization moved the Originium away, the countries on the Terra continent still needed to spend some time to develop a new energy system. The energy that could be grown in the fields could be used to fill this gap.

You ask why Siye doesn't just give the Terran nations new energy technology?

If the Terran nations accepted their fate as pets, Si Ye would naturally be able to take care of their entire future lives.

However, the Terra Animal Agents selected by Si Ye seem to be quite motivated at the moment. Si Ye is naturally willing to give these agents some opportunities while also giving them some tests.

"Next, next..."

The voice paused. Si Ye looked at the double-helix stele in front of him, which was covered by an isolation shield. His smile froze for a moment. How could there be such a broken thing?

"This double-helix stele possesses infinite energy with limited output power. However, according to the Academy's analysis, it's more like a trap for carbon-based organisms..."

The researchers have apparently figured out some of the properties of this double-helix stele, which has a resounding name.

Seal of God, Dead Space

"Hmm? So there wasn't any trouble, huh? Necromorphs or anything like that."

Si Ye took the data panel from Hui Feng.

This is the experimental area with the highest security level in the Xinghai Empire. In theory, there will be a report every time a line is changed, but Si Ye has indeed not seen any similar casualty reports or combat reports.

"Are you saying that this stone tablet interferes with the minds of carbon-based creatures?"

The researchers actually turned off the isolation shield right in front of Si Ye. The black divine seal exposed to the air seemed to be working very hard to spread invisible mental interference, but when it reached Si Ye's brain, not to mention causing auditory hallucinations, Si Ye only heard bursts of meaningless noise.

"That interference is useless to the people of the Star Sea Empire. It can't shake the psychic network you've forged with the combined psychic energy of everyone. We just think it's too noisy, so we've covered it with an isolation shield."

"...Okay, then write this down. I'll upload the corresponding memories later. There's something behind this door worth sending a fleet to grab and run."

Although Dead Space was a space thriller shooter in its previous life, in terms of background, both the planetary fragmentation technology that can dismember planets for mining and the impact point engine, another means of faster-than-light speed, are still valuable.

Especially with regard to the planetary fission technology, it is still unknown whether the boundary gate can be widened again. This makes it difficult to bring planets back from other worlds. Building a mining station also requires dispatching manpower to transport them back and forth. In this case, using the planetary fission technology to dig a spoonful and run away becomes the most efficient method.

More importantly, because of the existence of the divine seal, most of the humans on the other side of the gate are probably dead. As a fellow human being, Si Ye can take over the other party's legacy without any psychological burden.

"We successfully opened five doors, but that door didn't spit anything out?"

Seeing that the warehouse behind was empty, Si Ye asked Hui Feng beside him.

"There is indeed another door, but the thing that came out of that door activated the high-dimensional backup plan you left behind. It is currently in a stasis seal. We need to take a battleship to check it out."

Are there any experts?

Si Ye did leave some backup plans for the cross-world plan. When the threat level was judged to be higher than a certain level, he could use the energy of the virtual world to freeze the entire space around the door.

But the divine seal that can transform carbon-based creatures into zombies was not triggered. What came out from behind the fifth door? Ultraman?

It was the [Dongfengzhi'a] that took on the responsibility of transportation again. Using conventional curvature engines, the Titan's huge hull did not enter the hyperspace channel, but drove directly outside the planet.

The door that was stagnant due to the energy of the virtual realm was deliberately thrown into the deep space which was even more empty than the edge of the galaxy. This was also to prevent the subsequent powerful means from being used without worries in case the stagnation failed.

"It's really weird..."

The optical sensor lens of the Titan battleship has not yet captured any trace of the door, but Si Ye's connection with the virtual world allows him to see it in a way beyond conventional perspective: the door that is suspended in deep space, separated by a stasis layer, and constantly swallowing and surging with golden spiritual energy.

Chapter 220: Loyalty when spoken, and not going when asked

Ark Terra is nicknamed the Little Dung Pit because of its frequent natural disasters, widespread suffering, and its rulers who often go further and further down the inhuman path.

If the beast-eared girl on it wasn't so tempting, the time traveler would never be willing to come to this man-eating land.

And if there is a small manure pit, there will naturally be a big manure pit.

Do you, fellow time travelers, want to go to a Western fantasy world with goblins, goddesses, succubi, magic, knights, nuns, and elves to pledge your loyalty to the great emperor of the human empire?

The answer is: I will be loyal no matter what you say, and I will not go no matter what you ask.

When Si Ye saw the recognizable golden spiritual energy, he decisively stopped [Dongfengzhi'a] from moving forward.

"The battleship retreats. I'm going to go and meet this weird thing."

After saying that, Si Ye teleported a short distance, jumped out of the bridge, and directly broke into the outer space with his physical body.

Fortunately, the people of the Star Sea Empire all knew the ability of their emperor. [Dongfengzhi'a] began to retreat as ordered, and Huifeng turned into a silver ribbon and caught up with Si Ye.

"Si Ye, is the thing inside this door very tricky?"

"The memory I'm sharing with you is not tricky, but disgusting. When a sewer exploded, the first thing people wanted to do was to get out of the way instead of seeing what the sewer looked like."

After sharing some memories with Huifeng, Si Ye's body quickly turned into streams of light in the universe, and the scorching sun composed entirely of psychic energy was quickly taking shape in the universe. When dealing with a top-level cesspool like 40k, Si Ye was willing to give his all.

The virtual realm's stasis layer still diligently guards the peace of the starry universe, steadily confining the golden spiritual energy gushing out of the door within a very small range.

However, when Si Ye's psychic entity descended in this deep space, the golden psychic energy that had been trying to break through the stagnation layer and was constantly surging paused for a moment, and then as if it had seen something worthy of its ecstasy, it surged even more violently.

"Help me...Humanity...You...Me...The Empire..."

As Si Ye approached, the golden spiritual energy seemed to completely disregard the loss and madly hit the stasis layer just to transmit the intermittent sound.

But how to say it, the 40k world is a world that is even more useless than the cyberpunk world and the dead space world, and it is not even worthy of being called a useless world.

Death, war, redemption, and sacrifice are the main themes of that world. Although it suits the appetite of the war fanatics of Paradox, Si Ye can't imagine what effective benefits he can get after the Star Sea Empire is gone.

Technology? The human race in the 40k world was indeed once glorious, and some of the technologies of the Golden Age were enough to arouse the interest of the current Star Empire, but it was just interest, not the opportunity for the empire to ascend to a higher dimension.

Population? Due to the existence of living space and the Warp, slight mutations are inevitable in the 40k world. The Navigators, essential for Warp navigation, even regularly grow a third eye on their foreheads. The Star Empire, with its ability to use psychic powers and yet not mutate, would be a real draw for the yellow-skinned.

The Emperor might have a reward that Si Ye was interested in, but he was the Emperor of Mankind.

The Emperor of Mankind is the Emperor of Mankind. The thing on the Golden Throne can do anything for the sake of Mankind without any bottom line, such as taking bribes and not paying. It is difficult for Si Ye to have any trust in it.

"Hmm... the chaos in this universe across from here is a bit outrageous... but the Necrons' life forms are quite interesting."

After reviewing Si Ye's memories, Hui Feng, who was hiding in Si Ye's psychic entity, made a sharp comment.

"War, war, all war. The owner of these psychic powers is called the Emperor? He is a great man, but he does not act like a human being."

"After all, GW is a British company, and when it comes to being human, the British Empire is generally not a humane one."

Si Ye stared closely at the golden spiritual energy inside the door, constantly strengthening the stagnation layer to prevent the shit on the opposite side from spewing out.

"..."

As if sensing Si Ye's distrust, the golden psychic energy seemed to gradually restrain its emotions, and an even fainter voice came from the opposite side.

"How...willing...to help...humanity"

The yellow-skinned man opposite seemed to want to ask Si Ye what he could do in exchange for helping him, but the yellow-skinned man had really been sitting on the golden toilet for too long, and he couldn't expect the other party to quote a price first when asking someone to do something for him.

"If it's too much trouble, how about just throwing the blueprints of the etheric engine to them?"

Gray Wind's voice rang in Si Ye's ears.

According to the 40k information she obtained from Si Ye's memory, if the Star Empire goes to the other side of the world, it may take three battles to dig up a single mineral, and then they may even dig up the graves of the Necrons, which is really worthless.

It would be better to fool the emperor opposite and then tear down the door and never have any contact with him again.

"It's useless. The other side can't build it."

When the Star Sea Empire created the ether engine and turned it into a natural disaster, the virtual world did not react. Only those ignorant aliens launched an attack on the human alliance at that time.

However, the Warhammer 40k world's subspace has almost come face to face with the real universe thanks to the inhumanity of many races. The five evil gods of the subspace can more or less interfere with the real dimension.

Moreover, the most basic unspoken rule of the Eternal Game of the evil gods is that whoever wants to win will be beaten. If he really gave the Emperor the blueprint of the Aether Engine, there would be no other result except to suffer another beating from the combined forces of the Four Gods.

Moreover, with the efficiency of the Star Sea Empire, it took them 50 years to manufacture the ether engine. With the efficiency of the human empire, it takes half a day to kowtow and burn incense to manufacture a single component. 500 years? It is even questionable whether the shell can be seen in 5000 years.

"Reward, you must offer a reward worthy of my empire."

The yellow-skinned man's credibility is questionable, but this does not prevent Si Ye from finding an excuse to fool the other party. After that, he can destroy the coordinate gate or make other plans.

Anyway, as long as the yellow-skinned man cannot break through the stagnation layer of the virtual realm, the initiative lies with Si Ye.

"…remuneration…"

The golden psychic energy fell silent.

The yellow-skinned man could use his psychic powers to this extent, and it was obvious that he had already sat on the golden throne, enjoying ten thousand years of torture.

The Human Empire has inevitably embarked on the path of rigidity and decline. It is obviously not easy to come up with a reward worthy of such a huge Star Empire.

"...I will...search...please don't...close...hope..."

To maintain this cross-world connection, the Emperor was constantly consuming enormous amounts of spiritual energy. Unable to offer a suitable reward, he could only slowly retreat back into the door.

But before leaving, he actually made a request, hoping that Si Ye would not close this door that was full of hope for him.

"...Grey Wind, add this memo. From now on, when opening inter-world portals, we must follow the highest level of alert and isolation defense. There's really nothing on the other side of this door. It's okay if a yellow-skinned person comes out, but don't let the Anti-Spiral Clan or the Rick Council come out one day."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Si Ye always felt that the golden spiritual energy's withdrawal was like the vortex of a flush toilet. However, he did not forget the important matter and emphasized to Hui Feng the defensive measures to be taken after opening the door.

After all, the Warhammer 40k that was released this time is still within the scope of being able to compete. What if a ridiculous world is released in which the authors raise the data to an unreasonable level and have funny and exaggerated attributes?

As we all know, competing with funny characters in combat is a stupid act.