realm of oblivion.
The asylum's deep house fell into a deadly silence. The top mathematicians in the galaxy couldn't believe their eyes. In just a few hours, their data model was reversed so dramatically.
The asylum rubbed his long-blind eyes, which were now very dry.
"Isaac, recalculate the result." The asylum said to his chief disciple.
Soon, these top mathematicians used their clever brains to obtain the recalculated results.
"Teacher, the result is the same as before. The probability of the Milky Way being destroyed within ten years has reached 99%, but the risk of being destroyed within a hundred years has dropped to 88%." Isaac said cautiously. The field was silent.
"What does this mean?" The asylum looked up at the sky. Although he was blind in both eyes, he still retained his past habits. Whenever he started to think, he would always look up at the starry sky.
"In just a few hours, the data has changed so significantly, I think this may not be a good thing." Isaac said.
"No, although in the short term, the Milky Way will definitely be destroyed, but the long-term data tell us that the Milky Way may be saved." The asylum said while thinking: "The star map shows that the cause of such a huge change is in the eternal galaxy. , that is where the alliance headquarters is located, could it be that there is a problem within the alliance?"
Isaac hurriedly said: "According to the information from the alliance headquarters, today is the day for the closed-door meeting of the twelve permanent members, Han Lang. He also participated in the earthling who caused a huge change in the data last time, mainly to listen to his opinion The report of the expedition to the ruins, and the news of the dark apostle."
"No, that's not right." The asylum said: "Han Lang reported the news of the appearance of the Dark Apostle to the Alliance. The probability of the Milky Way being destroyed in the short term should be reduced. After all, if the news is obtained early, it can be prepared early. Why is there no data? Decrease, but increase?"
"There must be something wrong here."
Not long after, someone received an email from the alliance headquarters. The person who opened the email exclaimed: "Teacher! Han Lang broke with the alliance! He refused to take up the position of the alliance's secret investigation team and is already on his way back to Earth!"
"Is it because of him?" The asylum thought hard.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew on his old face, carrying the smell of grass in the yard.
The asylum stared suddenly, as if thinking of something.
"If you can't break it, you can't stand it, so that's how it is." The asylum muttered in a low voice.
"Teacher. Have you understood?"
"Yes, it turns out that the Milky Way is bound to be destroyed, and the ninety-nine percent probability has already explained everything." The asylum smiled bitterly: "We are so stupid, we have been thinking about how to prevent the destruction of the Milky Way, but ignored A more important fact."
"What fact?" Isaac asked.
"All civilizations are always built on the ruins of the previous generation of civilizations. Only the current Galactic Federation is destroyed. The new Galactic Federation will be built on the ruins! This is the supreme law of nature. We are too stupid to prevent the alliance from perishing , is actually fighting against the laws of nature.”
Isaac couldn't believe what the teacher said, and said loudly: "But teacher, we have been preparing for this for so long! We have summoned all the expelled talents in the galaxy, don't you want to give up now!? Let the Galactic Federation fall like this ? Was wiped out by prehistoric civilization!?"
The expression on the asylum's face became much more relaxed, and he said in a low voice: "The galaxy will never be destroyed. No matter in another 100 million years or a trillion years, the galaxy will be here. What will be destroyed is only the civilization that occupies this place. Intelligent life in a beautiful starry sky."
"The destruction and establishment of civilization cannot be prevented by us, that is the highest law force of the universe."
"Everything is over. There is a 99% probability that the Galactic Federation will be destroyed within ten years. It is not good for us to continue to dwell on these things. From today onwards, we must look to the future."
"The future?" Isaac asked.
"Yes, in the future after the destruction of the Galactic Federation, we now have an 88% probability that within a hundred years, a new civilization and a new alliance will be established in the Milky Way. This is the direction we should work towards, and this decadent Alliance, let him disappear with history."
After saying these words, the asylum seemed to regain his energy suddenly, stood up, walked to the yard without anyone's support, raised his head, and heard the birds singing, the flowers swaying in the wind, the breath of life made the asylum feel very happy.
When people lose their eyes, their sense of hearing will become more developed.
The asylum is like this, he can no longer see everything in the world, but he can hear, even the sound of the beating heart in Isaac's chest.
"The mission of the Forgotten Realm is over. Next, we will start Plan B and officially name it Butterfly."
Behind the blind old man, there was a suppressed cry.
The opening of the Butterfly Project means that the asylum seekers and all those who support him will abandon the Milky Way, allowing this human homeland to be occupied and destroyed. Many people cannot bear the sadness of seeing their homeland lost but being helpless.
Except for the asylum who has already thought clearly, he has never felt so relaxed like today over the years, as if he has returned to his youth. At that time, his eyes were not blind and he could still see the brilliant galaxy.
"Of order." Isaac said to the teacher with red eyes.
As a mathematician, Isaac believed in reason more than emotion.
The data model has already explained everything. In any case, the alliance will perish, and any action to prevent the demise of the alliance will be a blessing in disguise.
"I want to meet this young man named Han Lang." The asylum said to himself.
"I sent someone to find him." Isaac said.
"No, I should go to the earth to find him. I haven't been to the galaxy for a long time. I want to go again before the Butterfly Project starts." The asylum said in a deep voice.
...
Earth, Shanghai City.
Li Qi also failed to become a fighter in the end. Because he doesn't have superpowers like Han Lang, and he didn't join the army, because he only wanted to be a superpower fighter, not an ordinary soldier.
So Li Qi entered the university according to the family's arrangement. Majoring in business management, he will one day inherit the family business and become a businessman.
"Han Lang!" Li Qi shouted in surprise when he found Han Lang strolling around the campus, even though Han Lang was wearing a baseball cap and turned up his shirt collar to cover his chin. But Li Qi still recognized his best friend in high school at a glance.
Li Qi, who was a little chubby, ran like a happy deer. He rushed to Han Lang and looked at the classmate he hadn't seen for a long time. Han Lang had his usual smile on his face, and he was harmless.
"Stop shouting, I don't want to be recognized." Han Lang said with a smile.
"When did you come back!?"
"The starship just landed when I called you. No need to look, my ship is in an invisible state. If it appears in your school rashly, it will definitely cause chaos. Drive your car and let's go eat together something."
"Okay! What do you want to eat?"
"Is the Roujiamo shop in front of the neighborhood where I live still open?"
"I knew you wanted to eat Roujiamo and drink hot chocolate! You are the only one who likes this nondescript way of eating. Let's go to the parking lot!"
Li Qi had a Mercedes-Benz, which he took over from his father. Han Lang sat in the passenger seat and looked at the familiar streets in the city.
"Two years." Han Lang said to himself.
"That's right, it's been two full years since you left, and our place has changed a lot." Li Qi echoed in a deep voice.
"There seem to be a lot fewer young people on the street?"
"Isn't it because of you? The fourth grandfather told me that the current expansion of the Federation is all behind the scenes. You were selected to go to other planets for further studies, join the army, and receive professional training. In short, there are not many people on Earth now. Idle people, unlike the first two years, the population is too large, and young people can't find jobs."
"That's right. When the Earth first joined the Galactic Federation, there were only seven billion people. Looking at other countries' populations of hundreds of billions, or even trillions, we are pitifully few people on Earth, so we desperately survive. We all It was the tragic baby boomer generation of that era."
"What a tragic generation, it's all old. Now the second wave of baby boomers has begun, because there are not enough young people on earth. The Federal Air Force alone plans to receive one billion recruits, one billion! It's just the first term plan."
Han Lang nodded. Although he hadn't been home for a long time, he knew everything about the family well.
Now Earth's flagship factory and Han Lang's mobile shipyard started construction at the same time to manufacture an astonishing number of starships. It would indeed require a lot of soldiers to support the large fleet Han Lang planned.
The car parked in a small park that Han Lang was familiar with. He didn't want to show up, so he asked Li Qi to buy food.
This is the park where Han Lang used to take walks with his mother when he was a child. It has long been dilapidated. The two swings have no cushions, and the benches are missing a few wooden slats. But when Han Lang walked in here, he always felt that everything was beautiful, just like himself when he was young. As beautiful as I remembered.
Risking his life time and time again, what Han Lang wanted to protect was this dilapidated little park and the precious memory in his heart.
After finding a bench to sit down, Han Lang saw some unidentified people strolling nearby. Most of the people who walked in this small park were old people living nearby. The crowd didn't fit in at all.
Seeing a mountain of meat looking at him, Han Lang waved at him, "Captain Chen, long time no see."
Shua~
The fat man like a mountain of meat was stunned, and in the next second, this mountain of meat rushed over with overwhelming momentum, far faster than the fastest sprinter on earth.
This person is Chen Zhong, and now he is the captain of the local strategic special service team.
"Don't sit down, this chair can't support you." Han Lang smiled and pushed Chen Zhong away, looked at his watch and said, "Thirty-nine minutes and seventeen seconds, Captain Chen Zhong, your strategic secret service team's response The speed is not fast enough, I have been sneaking into the earth for forty minutes before I was caught by you."
Chen Zhong originally looked surprised and affectionate, but when Han Lang said this, his fat face immediately flushed red.
"I was joking with you. This time I drove a new type of starship. It was beyond my expectation that you found me in such a short time." Han Lang comforted Chen Chong.
"I'll just say it!" Chen Zhong slammed his hat and said loudly, "You monster! Don't take you to torture people like this! Not only my side is crazy, but the entire Federal Defense Headquarters is looking for your ship. going crazy!"
"No, I have to tell them not to look for it immediately, otherwise these guys think there is something wrong with the defense system."
"Brothers! Withdraw! Withdraw!" Chen Zhong said while waving to his subordinates and explaining to the headquarters with a remote communicator. Han Lang sat quietly and watched Chen Zhong fly like a dog.
Soon, Li Qi bought Roujiamo and hot chocolate and came back.
"It's really confirmed!" Li Qi was surprised when he saw Chen Zhong: "How did you know that Chen Zhong would come and asked me to buy an extra copy?"
Han Lang said with a smile: "If he doesn't come, I will fix him myself. Let's eat together. I've missed this taste for a long time. I feel sick from eating those energy bars every day."
Han Lang took the roujiamo and began to chew. Chen Zhong and Li Qi were not very interested in this, they just ate with him. Chen Zhong was too big, so he was afraid that the chair would collapse, so he had to sit on the ground.
"By the way, how long can you stay this time?" Li Qi asked.
Looking up at the sky, Han Lang smiled slightly and said, "Maybe he will stay for a long time."
ps: Jiuer opened a collection of short stories about his travel notes, called [Travel Diary at Nine Light Years Per Second]. He just wrote a chapter. Interested students can search for it.
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thanks! (To be continued.)