World's End: My Keyword is One More Than Others-Chapter 481

Du Ge severed his connection with Nalan Li and focused all his attention on the spaceship from the Academy of Sciences.

He was human, not a god.

Well, theoretically, he was a god too.

But even if he didn't hold back his divine power, he couldn't take on over a thousand people...

The Sea God and the Sun God were both killed by the Alien Star warriors.

Let them fight among themselves and die off in batches; that's the safest way. As for the innocent people of Bi Xing, how can they see a rainbow without experiencing some pain?

...

What was shot down by Bi Xing wasn't the Hill Civilization's mothership but a small warship, only about fifty meters long, resembling a fish in appearance, made of materials completely different from those of Bi Xing.

When they shot down this spaceship, Bi Xing lost eight hundred warships, and countless ace mecha pilots died.

In the end, they only managed to keep it after exhausting the enemy's energy and ammunition.

Any breakthrough in the Hill Civilization's spaceship materials, defense systems, energy systems, or weapon systems could propel Bi Xing's civilization forward rapidly...

"Lin Hong, this computer contains all the spaceship data we've compiled. Since you're new to the Academy of Sciences, you can take a look at this information first and choose a direction to focus on. I'll then introduce you to a teacher who can guide you," Dean Zhong said, highly optimistic about Du Ge. After testing his knowledge of mechas, he was even more pleased. "I personally suggest you focus on propulsion. Faster-than-light travel isn't suitable for space navigation, but the Hill Civilization's spaceship propulsion can support space jumps. We've already cracked the Hill Civilization's star maps. Once we conquer propulsion and materials, when the Hill Civilization's main forces attack, we'll have an additional path to survival."

Star maps, space jumps...

Who knows if Pan-Universal Entertainment can track him if he escapes to another civilization on a Hill Civilization spaceship? If he takes the Alien Star warriors to another star, would it count as manually opening a new map?

Du Ge's mind was active.

This time, the Alien Star Battlefield had the capability to venture into the universe. No matter what, he had to try the plans he once envisioned. At worst, his soul would be recalled to Qi Yuan Star, which would be no real loss to him.

If he could escape the control of Pan-Universal Entertainment through this, it would be a huge gain.

"This is Zheng Cheng. If you have any questions, you can ask him," Dean Zhong introduced a young man in his twenties to Du Ge with a smile. "You're both young, so it'll be easier to communicate."

"Nice to meet you, Senior Brother Zheng," Du Ge greeted proactively.

"Junior Brother Lin, welcome to the Academy of Sciences," Zheng Cheng extended his hand with a smile. "I've seen your improvements and ideas on mechas. Your thinking is impressive. I hope you can also make breakthroughs in cracking the Hill Civilization's spaceship."

"My skills are still shallow. I need to learn from Senior Brother and the teachers," Du Ge said modestly.

Dean Zhong chuckled, "Zheng Cheng, you don't need to do anything else today. Just help Lin Hong get familiar with the place."

"Yes, Dean, you go ahead," Zheng Cheng replied.

After seeing Dean Zhong off, Du Ge looked at Zheng Cheng and asked, "Senior Brother Zheng, were there any Hill Civilization people inside the spaceship when it was shot down?"

"Of course, how else would the spaceship operate?" Zheng Cheng laughed. "There were three Hill Civilization warriors inside the spaceship. Two died, and one survived. The deceased were studied by geneticists, and the survivor is also held at the Academy of Sciences. That guy is very tight-lipped and hasn't said a word until now."

The research facility for the Hill Civilization was built an unknown number of meters underground, with materials that blocked Du Ge's perception. However, once inside the Academy of Sciences, his perception was no longer restricted, though some areas remained imperceptible, likely where the alien was held or other important places.

"Senior Brother Zheng, I've never seen an alien before. What do they look like? What language do they speak?" Du Ge asked.

In the Alien Star Battlefield he experienced and the replay videos he watched, most intelligent beings were humanoid. He wasn't sure if Pan-Universal Entertainment deliberately selected them or if humanoid form was the best evolutionary path for many civilizations.

After body possession, one would inherit memories, so language wasn't an issue.

The Hill Civilization was the first alien civilization Du Ge had encountered.

In Zheng Cheng's eyes, even though seventeen-year-old Lin Hong was a genius, he was still just a kid. It's normal for a young person to be curious.

He smiled at Du Ge, "Let's go. You can look at the data later. I'll first take you to see the alien."

"Okay," Du Ge pretended to nod excitedly.

Zheng Cheng led the way, taking him through corridors and down an elevator to a lower level, explaining as they went, "Aliens aren't much to look at. Their body size is similar to humans, but they have no hair. Their arms and legs are like octopus tentacles, but they can split at the ends, more flexible than our fingers..."

As they spoke, they reached the next level.

This level was brightly lit, with scientists in white lab coats busying themselves, though their research focus differed from the level above.

Here, many transparent rooms housed various animals.

The animals were connected to wires of different colors, leading to various instruments.

"Junior Brother Lin, this level mainly focuses on genetic research," Zheng Cheng explained as they walked. "The physical strength of Hill Civilization warriors is at least ten times ours. They can operate in space without any protection for over ten minutes.

In close combat, they can tear apart mechas with their bare hands. If our warriors' mechas are damaged, they'll be at the mercy of these warriors.

So, genetic engineering is also a top priority.

If we can develop genetic drugs to enhance our warriors' physiques, we won't fear close combat with the Hill Civilization, and we can improve mecha utilization. After all, enhancing physique also means stronger mental power."

No need for research; if they could get Fan Lie, he could create a batch of genetic warriors in no time. Du Ge kept Fan Lie for this purpose.

But he didn't mention Fan Lie.

Although Fan Lie couldn't reveal information about him, he was still in an uncontrollable state. At least Du Ge needed to be strong enough to suppress him into submission.

Looking at the busy scientists, a wave of sadness inexplicably washed over Du Ge. Compared to Pan-Universal Entertainment's skills, Bi Xing's technological level was still too low-end.

Pan-Universal Entertainment's skills likely touched the level of rules...

If Bi Xing had the opportunity, perhaps in tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, it could reach the heights of Pan-Universal Entertainment. But now, it seemed unlikely.

Pan-Universal Entertainment sought out Alien Star Battlefields to destroy their civilizations, possibly to reduce the chances of other civilizations rising.

Their actions were too dark.

No benevolent civilization would tolerate their malicious acts of using other civilizations for amusement...

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But is there really a benevolent civilization in the universe?

Even when the Hill Civilization lost their home, didn't they think of seizing another planet for survival?

Liu Cixin's Dark Forest theory might be the norm in the universe!

...

Before long, they arrived at the room holding the Hill Civilization prisoner.

This room was completely transparent, allowing a clear view of the Hill person inside.

The Hill person's appearance was similar to Zheng Cheng's description, but not as unattractive as he said. He indeed had no hair, but his features were quite delicate.

Unlike Bi Xing people, Hill people's ears were pointed, resembling elf ears, and he had an extra eye on his forehead, along with two small antennae.

The Hill person in the glass room was unclothed, with well-defined muscles, exuding power.

At this moment, he sat cross-legged in the room, arms like tentacles behind his head, seemingly cultivating a mysterious technique.

Du Ge and Zheng Cheng's arrival didn't disturb him.

Du Ge glanced at his legs, noting they were smooth, revealing no gender.

Zheng Cheng noticed Du Ge's subtle action and chuckled, "He's male; his organs are usually hidden inside his body."

"What about females?" Du Ge asked, thinking of his awakened skill.

"They're also hidden inside," Zheng Cheng replied. "Hill women are similar to Bi Xing women, with mammary glands, easily identifiable. Among the Hill people we've captured, there's a female body. Do you want to see it?"

As he spoke, the Hill person cultivating suddenly opened his eyes, all three glaring angrily at Zheng Cheng.

Du Ge was taken aback.

Zheng Cheng remained unfazed, "Don't worry, he can't see us, but their senses are very keen. No matter how we reinforce it, we can't block his hearing."

Isn't this the Alien Star warrior's perception?

No, his perception couldn't penetrate this barrier, but the Hill person's hearing could. Their evolutionary directions must be different...

Du Ge curiously observed the Hill person inside and asked, "So, can he understand what we're saying?"

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"..." Zheng Cheng paused, then smiled wryly, "Yes, Hill people learn very quickly. After one battle, they mastered our language, while we still haven't deciphered the text on their spaceship. The gap between us is too large."

"How far can he hear?" Du Ge asked.

"Through the barrier, about fifty meters," Zheng Cheng replied. "Dean Wang Wenqing conducted experiments, and he showed no reaction to sound stimuli fifty meters away."

Du Ge's heart raced.

In the Hill person, he saw hope for defeating Pan-Universal Entertainment. The Hill people's evolutionary path was similar to the Alien Star warriors.

There must be civilizations in the universe capable of resisting Pan-Universal Entertainment.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the alien woman," Zheng Cheng shook his head. "This guy is very stubborn and won't communicate with us. There's no point in watching him here..."

"Alright," Du Ge glanced back at the Hill person and followed Zheng Cheng out.

He wanted to contact the Hill Civilization, but not now.

Just as he turned away, a sense of danger arose.

With a loud bang, glass shattered in the lab.

The Hill person inside broke through the glass, ignoring the blood dripping from his tentacles, and thrust them straight at Zheng Cheng's back, "Die, anyone who insults Ina must die."

As the Hill person broke the glass, chaos erupted among the researchers outside, and the piercing alarm echoed throughout the Academy of Sciences.

Zheng Cheng didn't expect such a turn of events. Seeing the Hill person lunging at him through the glass reflection, he was petrified, frozen in place.

Bang!

Another dull thud.

The charging Hill person was slapped to the ground by Du Ge.

Then.

The armed, panicked researchers froze in place, staring at Lin Hong as if they'd seen a ghost.

The Hill person, knocked to the ground by Du Ge, quickly rebounded, abandoning Zheng Cheng. His tentacles, like knives, aimed for Du Ge's throat, while another tentacle targeted his temple.

Du Ge blocked with his hand, kicked forward, and with a swift move, sent him flying back into the broken lab.

A mouthful of green blood spurted from his mouth. He struggled but couldn't stand, staring in shock at the calm Du Ge, "Impossible, who are you? No Bi Xing person could have such a strong body?"

Zheng Cheng regained his senses, incredulously looking at Lin Hong beside him, swallowing hard, "Junior Brother Lin, you..."

"Bi Xing people didn't have such strong bodies before, but now they do," Du Ge ignored Zheng Cheng and stepped into the lab, looking down at the Hill person, "We have you to thank for pushing our potential."

"Impossible, without the corresponding body cultivation technique, potential would only deplete your life," the Hill person said. "Your genetic technology has all sorts of flaws, creating only monsters, not success."

Outside the lab.

The genetic scientists turned pale at his words.

But then, their eyes fell on Du Ge confronting the Hill person, and they lit up again.

Some even subconsciously licked their lips, looking at Du Ge as if seeing a peerless beauty.

"Then how do you explain my existence?" Du Ge smiled, "What you see here is only what we want you to see. Just stay here peacefully; soon, more of your compatriots will join you."

"Impossible, you must be lying," the Hill person shouted hysterically, "No civilization can develop by leaps and bounds."

Du Ge looked at him with pity, turned, and walked out, naturally instructing, "Find someone to reinforce this room. If he cultivates again, interrupt him promptly."

"Yes," a few lab personnel, seeing nothing wrong with Du Ge's order, responded and cautiously entered the lab, placing unknown material shackles on the Hill person's tentacles, then electrocuting him unconscious, loading him onto a cart, and moving him to another lab.

At this moment.

An old man, about the same age as Dean Zhong, approached Du Ge, eyes burning as he looked at Du Ge, then at Zheng Cheng, "Zheng Cheng, who is he?"

"Dean Wang, he's Lin Hong, also known as Ten Steps to Kill One, the Imperial Capital University student who improved mecha technology," Zheng Cheng glanced at Du Ge, cautiously replying.

"So it's you," Dean Wang's eyes lit up, examining Du Ge with excitement, "I've always said, with a normal physique, it's impossible to maneuver the Petrel through such high-difficulty maneuvers. Young man, which organization are you from? How advanced is your organization's genetic research? Are those superheroes outside with you?"

"Dean Wang, don't get any ideas about me," Du Ge smiled at the eager old man, "Even if you drained all my blood, you couldn't understand the technology in me. Besides, I'm here to study spaceships, not to be your research subject."

"Tell me, who did your genetic modification?" Dean Wang asked urgently.

"A higher civilization," Du Ge smiled, "Dean, soon you'll know what's going on. By then, I'll send you a batch of people for research. If you understand their bodies, maybe Bi Xing's genetic technology can advance rapidly."

"People like you?" Dean Wang asked.

"Something like that," Du Ge glanced at him, "But before that, you should pause your genetic research. The Hill person was right; your research level is too outdated, unable to keep up with the times. You might not even create monsters..."