"No, no, no!"

Zhang Zhengqing shook his head repeatedly.

"It's not that we don't observe Ross 154, but only now do we have the capability to conduct high-precision observations of Ross 154!"

Ren Feng was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Zhengqing's words were somewhat beyond his expectations.

Seeing Ren Feng's confusion, Zhang Zhengqing hurriedly explained.

"Twenty-eight years ago, in the year 2272 of the Earth calendar, Proxima Centauri b was attacked by electromagnetic cannon projectiles from the direction of Earth."

"These electromagnetic railgun projectiles, which were wrapped with miniature nuclear bombs, not only destroyed City One at the time, but also destroyed a number of satellites."

"It includes two orbital telescopes."

"When the human fleet left, in order to conserve resources, it took almost all of the observation equipment with it."

"And those two orbital telescopes are precisely our only two high-precision optical telescopes."

"It wasn't until a week ago that the Academy of Sciences fully grasped the relevant knowledge and successfully repaired one."

Zhang Zhengqing shrugged, looking helpless, and said, "As for the radio telescope array..."

"They are located near City One and are currently under repair."

Ren Feng's lips twitched slightly: "Twenty-five years have passed, and this is all the progress we've made..."

Zhang Zhengqing nodded with a wry smile: "This progress is already quite good."

"Twenty-five years ago, Proxima Centauri b had only 2 million inhabitants left."

"Even now, it's only around 3 million."

"Without the help of zero, efficiency would drop by more than several times!"

“However…” Zhang Zhengqing changed the subject, “Despite numerous difficulties, the Academy of Sciences has recently achieved a brand-new scientific research result.”

Ren Feng's eyes lit up.

But the question was cut off by Zhang Zhengqing the next moment: "It's still in the experimental stage. Let's talk about it after it's completely successful."

"The focus right now is still on the Ross 154 incident."

Ren Feng pondered for a moment, then reached out and pushed aside the pile of tasks in front of him.

"I'm going to the Academy of Sciences right now."

...

Proxima Centauri b, City 4, Academy of Sciences.

"Authentication successful".

"Welcome, Speaker of the Legislative Council."

A mechanical, electronic female voice rang out from the doorway.

At the same time, the door made of transparent aluminum quietly opened.

Ren Feng walked into the Academy of Sciences with an anxious expression.

"Speaker, third floor."

Zhang Zhengqing's voice rang out in the hall.

Ren Feng composed himself and quickly stepped into the elevator that was set up to the side.

...

The Proxima Centauri Central Astronomical Laboratory is located on the third floor of the Academy of Sciences.

Ren Feng strode into the laboratory with the doors wide open.

What came into view were hundreds of researchers in white coats, looking hurried.

A clear image of the starry sky is displayed in the giant holographic projection directly in front of you.

"Speaker, over here!"

Zhang Zhengqing's voice came from the side.

Ren Feng turned his head and walked quickly toward Zhang Zhengqing.

"how's it going?"

"Rose 154..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Zhengqing shook his head helplessly.

"There has been no progress."

"To this day, we have not found any evidence of the existence of Ross 154."

As they spoke, the two walked into an office.

"Click".

As soon as the office door closed, the noisy discussions outside instantly subsided.

"What's wrong?" Ren Feng's brow furrowed as he looked at Zhang Zhengqing's tense expression, and he asked in a deep voice.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Zhang Zhengqing's eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and whispered, "Ren Feng, I suspect..."

"The human fleet has been destroyed."

Ren Feng's pupils suddenly contracted!

He took a deep breath, suppressing his shock: "Why do you say that?"

Zhang Zhengqing reached out and turned on the holographic projector next to him: "Come, sit down."

"I'll show you something."

The holographic image unfolded rapidly, revealing a timeline within it.

“Look.” Zhang Zhengqing pointed to the left side of the timeline, “Earth calendar year 2270, the human fleet arrived at Ross 154.”

"Two years later, in 2272, Proxima Centauri b encountered that crisis."

"At the same time, according to Professor Lü's explanation, the human fleet encountered a level seven two-dimensional being called [Painting], which made them unable to pay attention to us."

"Fortunately, the crisis was eventually averted, and the painting showed no ill intent toward humanity."

"Then, starting in 2273, for a full twenty-seven years, we had no communication whatsoever."

"One reason for this is that we are busy digesting the technological systems sent by the human fleet."

“We discovered the anomaly in Ross 154 until a week ago.”

As Ren Feng looked at the various points in time appearing on the timeline in front of him, a terrifying guess suddenly popped into his mind!

His nostrils twitched slightly, and after swallowing hard, he muttered to himself, "You mean..."

Zhang Zhengqing nodded vigorously.

"good!"

"We have reason to suspect that the Level 7 two-dimensional beings encountered by the human fleet are a malicious civilization."

"For a Type 7 civilization, completely destroying a star should not be a difficult task."

Ren Feng stood up from his chair and paced back and forth in the office with a serious expression.

As the speaker of parliament, the first thought that came to his mind was whether the human civilization on Proxima Centauri might also be in danger.

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