In the year 2050 AD, the sun is affected by an unknown influence, and a helium flash is imminent!
Is Earth in danger?
It doesn't matter, I'll make a move!
The Trisolaran s...
"In Gale Crater, NASA discovered sediments rich in mineral salts, suggesting that the area we are in may have once been a saltwater lake."
"This provides certain conditions for the formation of mineral veins."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yixuan reached out and called out to his five teammates.
"Let's go, everyone, let's go to the top of the mountain first."
...
at the same time.
Proxima Centauri.
Four years had passed since Atocha was executed.
Due to the information blockade, the Proxima Centauri civilization at this time still appeared "peaceful and tranquil".
However, in a place unknown to most Proxima Centauri people, the incubation center was busy for four whole years.
One by one, “lower Proxima Centauri people” were “manufactured” by the incubation center.
Subsequently, they underwent rapid ripening inside a huge glass container.
"Lord Lyle, are these rapidly matured lower creatures really effective?"
Inside the incubation center, a man named Rex, dressed in gray, asked Lyle, dressed in black, in a respectful tone.
Lyle carefully examined the data on the monitor next to him.
Seeing that everything was normal, a look of pleasure appeared on his mind.
"Of course it works!"
"Although they did not possess any knowledge, their bodies were the best labor force for building starships."
"The host star is about to die out, and our only way to escape is through a large number of starships. You should know that, right?"
Rex quickly bent down slightly.
Although he was a member of the royal family, his status was the lowest within the royal family.
“Of course, Lord Lyle.” A complex pattern appeared at the top of Rex’s mind organ. “However, I haven’t yet obtained the qualifications to escape…”
"laugh!"
A strong hissing sound came from Lyle's breathing hole.
"You're the worst-performing Rex I've ever met."
“However, I’m in a good mood today,” Lyle said smugly. “If you manage the incubation center well, I might give you a spot.”
Rex quickly raised his forelimbs and placed them on top of his mind organ, showing his submission and respect to Lyle in front of him.
"..."
The voices of the two Proxima Centauri beings gradually faded into the distance.
A small, "inferior" Proxima Centauri trembled slightly as he stared wide-eyed at his three pairs of visual organs.