Bai Mo roughly calculated that at the speed of the Federation's main fleet, it would take about 123 years of flight to reach the star system closest to the solar system.
This means that a whole generation of mortals will be on this journey through life, old age, sickness and death.
Of course, for Tier 6 with a lifespan of 3,000 and Tier 7 with a lifespan of nearly 10,000, this hundred years can't take up too much of their lives.
As long as you can stay away from the dangerous goods that may explode at any time, everything is worth it.
…
"Here's something for you, and I'll hand it over to them for me."
"A space layer coordinate?"
Xu Xuanling recognized what was in Bai Mo's hand, it was the coordinates of an alien plane that might be worth a lot or not.
If the opposite is a civilized world, its value is inestimable.
But if it's just a piece of nothingness like the boundless space, this kind of coordinates can't be sold for a lot of money, not even a space warehouse.
Since the Commonwealth developed a large amount of space crystal mineral deposits on Mars, space artifacts are no longer rare things. Three to five thousand yuan can buy a miniature space ring, which can hold almost one cubic meter of things.
"About more than a hundred years ago, the worm mother handed this over to me. She hoped that I could go to the opposite side to fight against their enemies within three hundred years..." Bai Mo put the information he had sorted out, together with the coordinates, on the Together.
"Are you planning to let us go there together?" Half a second later, Xu Xuanling browsed through all the information and finally understood the situation.
On the opposite side is a star field called Daochen Realm. There is a monk civilization named Xiahe in the star field, and the Zerg is the invader of this star field. The relationship is very simple, either you die or I die.
After all, the Zerg don't need prisoners.
The war between the two parties has been going on for thousands of years, but it is still in a stalemate.
"That's right."
"There really are such things as Zerg, and they are above the immortal level."
"Aura makes the space layer of this universe more fragile, and the riddled space layer between planes leaks some passers-by every day."
"Like us?" Xu Xuanling teased.
"..."
Over the years, the Federation has also found some traversers, most of them were out of the ordinary because they were not used to it, and a few of them rose too fast and attracted the attention of interested people.
In front of the power of Shangjing, these traversers who have not had time to grow up can't keep any secrets at all.
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However, the Federation didn't care too much about their identities as outsiders, nor did they study them in slices. What really moved the high-ranking monks was the outside world behind the outsiders.
Most of the valuable alien plane coordinates are deduced from the traversers.
They probably didn't expect that after they crossed over, they could bring a lot of trouble to the original world.
As for crossing to the land of whiteness, it would be even more joyful. It will be exposed in a second, and after the system gets the coordinates of the other world, people will be packed and sent to the trade spaceship bound for the federation.
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"When are you leaving?" Xu Xuanling took the coordinates without hesitation.
The biggest problem facing these fairy-level existences is not actually the competition for resources, but the fact that they don't know where the road is.
For them, no one has set foot on everything in front of them, and everything can only be explored by themselves.
To put it bluntly, even if you want to take drugs to upgrade, you don't know what drugs will be effective. You can only go to Shennong to taste all kinds of herbs, one by one.
What is resources and what is garbage, but no one will tell them, and there is no teacher to guide them.
So no one would refuse an opportunity to see the high-level cultivation paths of other races.
"Sixty years later." Bai Mo estimated that he should be able to completely refine the main god within fifty years, so he made a sixty-year agreement.
"good."
Xu Xuanling also made the calculations, according to the Federation's flight plan, after 60 years, they probably have completely left the solar system, and they can descend to the Daochen Realm with distraction projection.
And whether to be the thug of the Zerg is another matter.
As long as the reward is enough, it is no problem to be a mercenary for a while.
"The civilization on the opposite side has a certain awareness of preventing the invasion of other worlds. If you travel directly to the past, you will be discovered by the world's early warning system..."
Before leaving, Bai Mo left a last word of advice.
…
"The world has finally bifurcated completely."
At the bottom of the most frightening prison in the center of the earth, a black figure sealed by countless runes muttered to himself while looking at the direction of the earth.
The Great Prison in the Center of the Earth, nicknamed Hell, was formerly a big black ball processed by a space law circle, but now it is an independent prison built in a special leader ship. The most vicious prisoners in the entire Federation will be exiled here.
Except for the death row inmates who will be executed soon, they are held separately on the basement floor, and all other prisoners are held below the third floor.
As for how many floors the entire prison has, no one knows except the original builders and the very few senior guards in the prison.
Prisoners only feel that the layer they live in is the whole world. There is the sky and the earth, but the false blue sky will never be touched.
There is no physical channel between each floor, and the flow of personnel and materials is completely dependent on the space teleportation array. Once the warden finds a problem, he can immediately block the transmission of all teleportation arrays remotely to prevent the occurrence of prison escapes.
A large number of molecular machines are floating in each layer, some of them function to monitor, and the rest are to maintain the balance of the harsh ecological circle of the prison.
This includes making food and purifying water.
…
And just today, this huge prison that looked like a world once again ushered in a group of new guests.
They were a group of men and women who were a little too young. You could see in their eyes that they were really young and agile, not some hundred-year-old old monsters who would stay young forever.
"What did they commit? They want to use you to escort them." The deputy warden of the Earth Center Prison, a beautiful woman with a few leather whips wrapped around her hand, stepped forward respectfully and greeted everyone from the teleportation formation. The transport truck that came out.
"Terrorist organization - a group of high-level officials in the Mortal Empire." A silver figure appeared from the void and said.
"It turned out to be a murderer from the Mortal Empire. Don't worry, Your Excellency Iron Heart. As long as you enter our prison in the center of the earth, any prisoner will be unable to fly." The warden's long whip was like a flexible finger, and he saluted the other party solemnly. .
Escorting this group of people was the body of the Iron Heart Exterminator, a famous sixth-level monk in the Federation.
"I know your rules. I didn't wear a bracelet, so I stayed here soon." The silver figure seemed to be a little jealous of this place, and didn't want to stay any longer.