It's finally time to leave.

Standing in the command room, looking at Requiem not far away, Fang Zheng sighed with some reluctance. It has been almost two months since he came to this world. In these two months, Fang Zheng almost asked his ship girls to look through everything left by the forerunners, taking away everything that could be taken away, recording everything that could be recorded, and collecting everything that could be collected.

This journey to the universe was the most rewarding for Fang Zheng, but it was also the most costly. The dimensional points consumed by hundreds of sea fog warships in this world were almost calculated in tens of thousands every day, not to mention that in order to acquire the manufacturing factory and the Mantle of the Forerunner, Fang Zheng almost spent most of his stored dimensional points.

Originally, according to Fang Zheng's idea, he also wanted to collect the Requiem Planet, but unfortunately this thing was too expensive. The dimensional points in Fang Zheng's hand were not enough to absorb such a planet, so Fang Zheng had to settle for the second best and collected a small "Halo".

Now, Fang Zheng had basically used up all the available dimensional points, and only the last part of the emergency points reserved for dealing with various situations was left. Fang Zheng would never use this part of dimensional points unless it was absolutely necessary. Although judging by the number, as long as this part of the points was used, Fang Zheng could still take the Shield World. But Fang Zheng was not a gambler. He could not panic if he had food in his hands. It would be great to spend all the points, but if something happened, it would be a waste.

As for what's next...

Fang Zheng took another look at the Requiem Star, then looked away and reached out his hand.

"Whispering chapter!"

Following Fang Zheng's call, the angel that could change everything in the world reappeared, slowly landed in Fang Zheng's hand, and then quietly opened it. Fang Zheng then reached out, picked up the feather pen, looked at the blank page in front of him and pondered for a moment, then began to slowly write on it...

At the same time, in some corner of the Milky Way, the missionary was already jumping with anger.

He never thought that his luck would be so bad.

At the beginning, the missionaries planned to go to the realm of intelligence, but encountered a particle storm... Well, this is a natural phenomenon in the universe, like a tornado. Although it is rare, it happens occasionally. The same thing happened in the Forerunner period. If you encounter it, you can't complain and can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

Then, because of the forced interruption of the jump, he and his fleet were thrown into a completely unfamiliar, extremely barren, and godforsaken place...

This was also what Fang Zheng intended. He knew that after many accidents, the protagonist would get martial arts secrets like falling off a cliff or something. For example, the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Dugu Nine Swords all came from this way, right?

Judging from the records, this missionary is destined to be the protagonist. Fang Zheng doesn't dare to let him follow the path described in the pioneer YY novels. What if he really gets some pioneer relics and makes a comeback as described in the novels? Wouldn't he be in trouble?

The Milky Way was much larger than imagined, and an unexplored place was quite tricky even for the forerunners. The missionary struggled for many days, but there was no progress. Not only that, but his luck was getting worse and worse, which made him angry.

First, they encountered a meteor shower that was rarely seen in a century. The entire fleet was dizzy and hit by the whistling meteors. Fortunately, the Forerunners and the Covenant had advanced technology, otherwise they would have been directly crushed to death.

Before they could recover, they encountered another explosion of solar particles. Seeing that the situation was not good, the missionary immediately activated the jump again and left this troubled place, and then... then they were almost sucked into the black hole.

After this series of attacks, the number of Covenant warships following the Forerunners decreased again, and now only two or three lonely kittens are left. Fortunately, the faith of these Covenant soldiers is strong enough, and they even think that this is a test they must endure on their "great journey". Otherwise, I am afraid that the missionary would not have a single useful person at this moment.

But how could the missionaries bear this?

"What on earth is going on!?"

He paced back and forth on the deck angrily, snarling and roaring. The missionary had never thought that his plan would go so badly. Although he had experienced many battles and faced more difficult situations than this, everything he saw now still made the missionary extremely angry.

Just when the missionary was extremely angry, suddenly, the voice of the mechanical intelligent servant sounded.

"The historical star map has been detected and the jump route is being determined."

"What? Found it?"

Hearing the report from the mechanical intelligent servant, the missionary was immediately delighted. He quickly turned his head to look at the command desk and soon saw that the star map on the screen was automatically setting the direction.

He finally got his reward after all the suffering!

"Very good, set the destination immediately to..."

As he spoke, the missionary strode towards the command desk. Then, at this moment, his left foot suddenly tripped over his right foot. Then, with a loud bang, the missionary fell headfirst onto the deck - and there was no response anymore.

“…Please give the order.”

The artificial intelligence servant did not notice any changes and continued to ask for commands mechanically.

However, the missionary remained lying on the ground, motionless.

"...Please give the order, Commander."

The AI ​​servant repeated it again, but the missionary still did not respond.

He is dead.

It's that simple.

Looking at the words appearing on the "Announcement", Fang Zheng sighed, turned the feather pen in his hand, and then put the "Announcement" back.

It seems that it is hard to say which one is stronger between the science fiction world and the magic world.

In terms of power alone, the sci-fi world definitely has the upper hand. The Forerunners and the Covenant all have the ability to completely destroy a planet. In the main world, a Forerunner flagship can completely blow a planet into pieces.

So does that mean that the magical civilization of the main world that practices slash-and-burn agriculture has no ability to fight back at all?

This is clearly not the case from what we can see right now.

The Whispering Book cannot affect beings above the legendary level in the main world, but here, it can easily and unreasonably kill a pioneer who is thousands of miles away and under the protection of a large army, and no one can tell who did it. Because it was caused by an accidental fall... Who cares? Anyway, if someone performs an autopsy on the missionary, they will only conclude that the deceased was under great pressure and in very poor physical condition, because of an accidental impact...

No matter what, this has nothing to do with murder. At most, it was an accidental death.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng also sighed. The magic civilization that focuses on individual strength has serious class divisions, resulting in a low level of civilization, while the technological civilization that focuses on overall strength lacks a strong person who can make the final decision. But think about it carefully, if you can cultivate a walking humanoid nuclear bomb, why do you still have to spend so much effort on researching nuclear bombs?

But now, the mission is over.

Looking at the system prompt in front of him, Fang Zheng nodded, then he looked at Nymph.

"Nymph, pack up the intelligence we compiled earlier and send it to the Sergeant-in-Chief as a small gift for him before he leaves."

Although Fang Zheng and his shipgirls plundered most of the Forerunner relics in the Milky Way, he basically took away scientific research data and knowledge, which can be copied. Therefore, Fang Zheng did not say that he would not leave some meat for the humans in this world. Not only that, he also asked Nymph to draw a star map, which pointed out the locations of all the shield worlds and halos detected by Nymph, and also clearly indicated the areas where the Flood was imprisoned as a warning. Anyway, Fang Zheng thought that he had done what he should do. If the UNSC went to their own deaths... it would have nothing to do with him, right?

"Data transmission complete, Master."

Hearing Fang Zheng's order, Nymph quickly clicked on her personal terminal and quickly completed the task. She then spoke to Fang Zheng, who nodded and waved his hand suddenly.

"Let's go home!"

At this moment, the countdown for the end of the task on the system also reset to zero.