The numbers on the screen kept changing under the control of the system.
The people pulling the tow rope nervously rubbed their sweaty palms. Just to be safe, they tightened the rope wrapped around their chests again with their hands.
"Three...two...one".
When the countdown ends, the final sprint begins.
The soldiers' physical condition reached its limit in an instant; all the muscles in their bodies were taut to the extreme, unleashing boundless power.
The cosmic-class warships of the eight legions also injected new power into this operation.
Following the method Han Ling had previously provided, the system immediately displayed a percentage of energy stored once the countdown ended.
[Power accumulation increased by 99.99%.]
The system saw the data provided by the gravity group of the technology spaceship, but before it could transmit it to Han Ling, it received the latest message from the technology spaceship.
Three hundred technologically advanced spaceships equipped with space warping devices were officially launched.
The science and technology city is really moving!
The subtle movement was precisely detected by the technological spaceship. In the next instant, the technological city platform, tightly bound by ropes, was propelled by the space distortion device and pulled by the beam traction device, drawing an arc faster than the speed of light in the universe and instantly arriving at the space teleportation channel.
Tens of thousands of warships, millions of Zerg and other intelligent races also passed through the space teleportation channel.
Han Ling, who was maintaining the space teleportation channel, felt a wave of dizziness. When he opened his eyes again, he was left alone in the silent universe, with only a spaceship.
Han Ling didn't have time to think. He immediately put the system into control of the spaceship's piloting system and passed through the space teleportation channel.
The other end of the spatial teleportation channel is the singularity of the universe, a dimensional channel constructed by the system, connected to the river of time.
Just as Han Ling piloted his spaceship through the teleportation channel, he saw the people connected to the Science and Technology City untying the ropes binding their chests and moving away from the Science and Technology City.
Soon, the science and technology city will be swept into the annals of time, and everyone will be celebrating this good news.
Once the tech city disappears, the AI, whose database has been lost, will have no choice but to stop waging war.
The homeland, shrouded in the smoke of war, was thus protected.
Han Ling remained quietly inside the spaceship, watching the final fate of the science and technology city.
This crisis is finally coming to an end, and even the people of the Wu tribe no longer have that bitter and resentful look on their faces.
However, there is one last thing to do.
Han Ling leaned against the porthole, summoned the system, and after thinking for a moment, said:
"Exchange one hundred shooting props in the system shop and throw them directly into the hands of the Yao Clan outside."
The system, which was watching the commotion, instantly responded to Han Ling's request.
Among the clothing of many Yao people, a heavy, rhomboid-shaped shooting prop would suddenly appear the next second.
The sudden heaviness made Yaozu subconsciously touch his pocket.
Han Ling used his mental energy threads to send a message to the rest of the Yao Clan in the mental dimension.
"Place the filming props on the science and technology city beneath our feet. We've been floating in the river of time for 20,000 years and still haven't figured out what's at the bottom. Take this opportunity to take a look. To be honest, I'm also a bit curious about the truth of the universe."
Han Ling's words were clearly heard by all the members of the Yao Clan.
Many members of the Yao clan smiled and responded to Han Ling.
"This method is feasible. Most of the Yao Clan are still asleep in the River of Time, and there is a connection signal, so we can dive down."
"That's a good idea. Monitoring is very useful. If the Science City hasn't sunk and is floating in the river of time like us, then let the rest of the Yao Clan open another cosmic teleportation channel to send the Science City back to the Yao Clan's universe."
"I'm still very curious about the Tech City. Why does every universe have a Tech City? If this Tech City goes to the future, won't it be going to clash with our universe's Tech City using magic?"
Hearing the Yao Clan chattering incessantly, Han Ling quickly withdrew his mental energy tendrils and exited the mental energy plane.
He frowned and rubbed his ear.
Han Ling hadn't experienced such a noisy environment in a long time. With the arrival of the Yao Clan, the spiritual plane had become lively again, and Han Ling really couldn't adapt to it for a while.
The tiny filming props were casually tossed onto the steel platform of the Science and Technology City by the Yao Clan members, where they clung tightly to the platform.
Once everyone was freed from their tethers, the technological spaceship responsible for the space warp device restarted.
A massive beam of traction light illuminated the scene, and in the blink of an eye, the seemingly endless technological platform vanished into the universe.
For the other intelligent races, the disappearance of the Tech City meant the end of the war. They looked weary but satisfied at the starry sky that had once again fallen into darkness, knowing that their efforts had not been in vain.
For the Zerg, this victory means they can finally relax and proceed with racial fusion with the Radiant Race.
The first batch of Yao Clan members has already arrived in this universe, so how far away will the next Yao Clan members be?
Rodrik led the Zerg in cheers, and in the midst of the excitement, he couldn't help but turn his head to the left.
A spaceship was floating silently there, and Roderick knew that Han Ling was on that spaceship at that moment.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and give the spaceship a thumbs up.
Han Ling leaned against the porthole, his eyes fixed on Roderick. Seeing Roderick's triumphant appearance, Han Ling couldn't help but carefully touch Roderick's mental tendrils with his own mental tendrils, sending him a brief message.
"Let's go, we should go home."
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