"The Fuyao civilization was discovered on the other side of the burial pit."

"There are quite a few convoys coming from all directions, all wanting to get a piece of the action."

"From the current situation, there will be three fleets competing against each other. They are the Fuyao Civilization, the Chakdun Civilization, and the San Fino Civilization. Which one do you think is stronger?"

In a secret channel, Enoch Gilten and other train conductors were talking cautiously, like thieves.

Not long after they arrived at the burial pit, they relied on their ability to get along with everyone to detect the situation of various forces and found it very tricky.

Although they have more than 40 trains, they do not have the ability to act independently.

"I think Chen An is still stronger. Considering the relationship we established before, he will definitely be easier to approach."

"Okay, let's contact him and provide him with the information we got."

…

"Enoch, Gilten, is there no Aeglon?"

In the main train cockpit, Chen An checked the information sent by the Enoch fleet, which was not comprehensive.

[Agron should have left the convoy and is currently missing. Enoch wants to use this information to apply for asylum.]

Chen An chuckled: "In reply, I already knew what they could know. Let them develop on their own. Don't be greedy and there will be no problem."

[Sent, Enoch responded with approval]

These trivial matters did not attract Chen An's attention. He cared more about the other two teams whose details he did not know much about.

"The Chakton civilization's train captain is named Heiman. He has at least ten auxiliary trains, and the rest belong to his allied team. The San Fino civilization's train captain is named Boyce, and the number of auxiliary trains is unknown, but the total number of trains is close to one hundred. They are both very capable."

[After these days of observation and analysis, our overall strength is still stronger than theirs]

Chen An shook his head: "We haven't revealed too much, and neither have they. We can't be careless. Keep collecting, as many as we can."

Every emperor's body is a treasure, worth far more than any resource.

Chen An originally wanted to devour it as he pleased, but as more trains arrived, he had to collect the emperor's body first and then consider the issue of devouring it later.

…

The Chakdun civilization is a humanoid creature. The tall Heiman stands in front of the screen and controls the panel. He is not very satisfied with the current situation.

"The four major factions are all rushing to gather the Emperor's body. War is inevitable. Do you have any information about the other side?"

The intelligent computer replied, "Fuyao Civilization, Sanfino Civilization, and Silla Civilization. I don't know the first conductor, but the last two are named Bais and Enoch."

"What do you mean unclear? Didn't any information get exposed at all?"

The intelligent brain replied, "Preliminary analysis shows that the Fuyao civilization has a large number of secondary columns, which obscure a large amount of information on the primary column, making it impossible to spy on it by any means."

After a little thought, Heyman gave a strategy.

"It is not advisable to start a war. We should hurry up and collect the emperor's body. When the time is right, we will retreat."

At the same time, Boyce of the San Fino civilization gave the same strategy, focusing on caution.

The train conductor who has been able to survive in various universes until now may not be perfect, but he must always be cautious.

For a long time afterwards, the four forces collected the emperor's body in a carpet-cleansing manner and stored it in the microcosm.

Because the burial pit was so large, when only the last star field was left, the four convoys stopped at the same time in tacit understanding.

Chen An has not worried about trivial matters in these years. He has been devouring and trying his best to move towards the multivariate level.

"Is a war about to start?"

[Highly likely]

"How many emperor bodies have we collected so far?"

[Over a thousand, the largest of which occupies one-tenth of the star field. Never before has such a scale been seen.]

Although Chen An had predicted the results, he still couldn't help but be amazed when he heard the actual data.

"Considering the other convoys' gains, this means there are over four thousand Emperor bodies buried here. Extending this thought process, by the time we reach the Dark Tide Desolate Land, will there be multiverses teeming with people, and stars plucked as plentifully as dogs?"

This is a sarcastic tone.

Fuyao gave an answer after a little calculation.

The universe is weakening, so it won't reach the point you describe, but there will definitely be a lot of Great Emperors. You have to know that the Dark Tide Jedi is a special place, with hundreds of millions or even billions of years of development. The number of Great Emperors is likely beyond our imagination.

Chen An stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, then said with a cheer: "I am not afraid of too many emperors, but I am afraid of too many powerful ones. Suddenly I found that diversity is not a guarantee."

Just as he was speaking, Fuyao received a communication request from the Chakdun civilization.

He allowed us to communicate on the public network.

"Then go in."

Soon, the four train conductors, Chen An, Enoch, Heyman, and Boyce, started communicating on the virtual channel.

Chen An originally thought that there would be a tit-for-tat confrontation, but unexpectedly the process was very harmonious.

Heiman: "I have collected enough emperor bodies. I don't need the rest. You guys go collect them!"

Bai Yisi: "Collecting too much is not necessarily a good thing. It will affect the team's energy reserves. After all, each emperor's body takes up a lot of space."

Enoch: "I have the same idea. Ango, you can go to the last star field to collect. You have the most masters and the most microcosms there."

Chen An paused before saying, "Not really, let's see how the situation develops."

To be honest, after experiencing so much intrigue and deception, Chen An was a little uncomfortable with such a humble scene.

But out of caution, Chen An asked Fuyao to do some deduction and analysis, and with the help of Fiona's emotional library, he could more accurately distinguish the truth from the false.

It turned out that they were not lying and were indeed not interested in the last star field.

Compared to war, dozens of emperor bodies are insignificant. No wonder those two convoys survived until now.

Chen An is different. He has fought his way through, so he often subconsciously makes decisions with the worst thinking.

After figuring out the whole story, Chen An called them together again and decided to divide the property equally.

"We'll be facing the Star Conquerors later, so we really should cooperate in advance. The number of Emperor Bodies isn't important, just try to divide them equally."

This option is definitely the best, and the other teams have no objection.

From then on, the four teams started to cooperate and carried out economic, cultural and political exchanges within the team's circle, which was quite harmonious.

[There is only one reason for the trains to unite: a powerful foreign enemy]

Chen An added: "The reason that prompted the train to kill each other is simple: a powerful foreign enemy was eliminated."

[I suggest you continue your meditation. Based on my estimation, you may need to devour at least one hundred emperor bodies.]

Chen An had a headache. Such boring training was not in line with his wishes.

But in order to break through the multivariate level as quickly as possible, you must persist.

Many years later, the convoy continued its journey, heading towards its route.

It was thought that the four teams could maintain cooperation all the time, but they were forced to separate due to an unexpected space shock five hundred years later.

They have not reunited since then, as they don't know how long the journey will take, and in order to avoid conflicts over resource allocation along the way, it is better to separate temporarily.

Time flies, and another five hundred years have passed.

The train suddenly stopped while moving, and a beam of light shot into the distance.

"What's going on?" Countless masters were alarmed and asked Fuyao.

Fuyao replied: "Your train conductor is about to break through the multiverse, stay calm."