Wei Heng looked at Wei He and Bi Lian in confusion. Didn't he just go out to play all night? Why did this happen when he came back?
"Don't worry, all the lights in Olga will be taken away, and I will arrange for someone to take care of you. But after we leave, you are not allowed to play around and cause trouble all day long like you are now." Wei He warned.
"I practice my spiritual powers every day! And where did I get into trouble?" Wei Heng immediately retorted.
"As long as you know how to practice. Well, it won't take long for us to come back. Don't worry, don't wait for us to come back. You still have this little spiritual power, so don't blame me for being rude."
Wei He warned his son that in fact, Bi Lian was the one who mainly educated Wei Heng.
Wei Heng has been practicing psychic abilities since he was six years old. Now nine years have passed and he has successfully reached the peak of the shadow insect level and can enter the storm at any time.
This speed is quite exaggerated.
And this is the progress of Wei Heng who spent three days fishing and two days drying nets.
Fifteen-year-old Wei Heng has perfectly inherited his mother's beauty. He has little connection with his father Wei He, except for his eyes, which are the same black as Wei He.
This guy doesn't have any bad habits like a playboy, he just likes to dress up as a man all day long.
She has the inherited appearance of her mother, a boy and a girl, long black hair, fair and delicate skin, red lips and white teeth, a pretty face, long legs and thin waist, and she often goes out to osport some popular two-dimensional characters.
It seemed that she had become a popular OS internet celebrity on the Internet before.
It even attracted enthusiastic fans to pursue her. Fortunately, Bilian suppressed her in advance and escorted her back to continue practicing.
Otherwise, I really don’t know how much trouble he could cause.
"No, um, Dad, that was an interstellar war and an empire war. Why do you talk like it's like playing house? You can come back if you want to? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? I can do it even at the age of three now.
Use the computer!" Wei Heng immediately retorted.
Snap!
Wei He gave him a forehead melon seed on the spot.
"Am I your father, or are you my father?"
"You are?" Wei Heng covered his head and was about to cry without tears. His voice suddenly became quieter.
"Then don't ask if these are available!" Wei He said impatiently.
"Okay, okay, spank the child less. He is not smart in the first place. If you hit him again, you will be stupid." Bilian hurriedly stepped forward to protect her son and blew his forehead with distress.
"It won't hurt anymore if you blow it."
"Oh, I'm not a child anymore." Wei Heng pushed his mother away impatiently.
"If you're not a child, just do something serious." Wei He glared at him. What's going on with this son? The more he is raised, the more crooked he becomes.
He waved away his son who still wanted to talk.
A burst of spiritual energy enveloped the guy, and he flew out of the room with a swish, then circled around and threw him into his own bedroom.
Bang.
After the bedroom door closed, Wei He felt his ears quieten down a little.
"Okay Bilian, you will be transferred to the front line soon. Let me tell you some things to pay attention to. In this battle, we are only fighting in the galaxy on the edge of the battlefield, not the core battle area, so the risk is not very great, but we must also pay attention to protection.
Own."
"Yes." Bilian nodded seriously. In a huge battlefield like Star Wars, personal power is like a bubble that collapses at a stroke.
Once those terrifying strategic weapons erupt, they will be like a natural disaster, sweeping across a distance of several light years in an instant.
Even those who ascend can't escape death.
Such cruelty means that fate is not in the hands of any individual at all
Just like Kenosus activated thousands of stars and blew up a corner of the empire's defense line, the psykers stationed around the defense line were killed by the horrific aftermath caused by the star explosion.
None of them could have imagined that they would die in such a raid.
The horrific explosion will last for several months, span several light years, and the speed of the exploding material can even reach one-tenth of the speed of light.
That is a speed that even the sublimated ones cannot match. Coupled with the huge explosion causing space distortion, it is impossible to jump at all.
In such a desperate situation, there is no other option but to wait for death.
"I don't know how long it will take to come back now," Bilian said softly.
"The last imperial war took a hundred years, so maybe it will be faster this time," Wei He said in a low voice.
The scale of the war was so huge that even he could not guarantee that his wife would survive it smoothly.
Even he himself cannot guarantee that he will survive until the end.
"No matter what, I will definitely survive. Our life has just begun." Bilian squeezed Wei He's hand hard. "Fortunately, the teacher sent a letter saying that he would give me some care. Wei He, I'm a little worried.
It's you."
"It's okay. Even if I can't defeat my opponent, in terms of life-saving means, I will definitely be the strongest." Wei He promised seriously.
The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Bilian leaned gently into Wei He's arms, closing her eyes and enjoying the last tranquility.
March.
Olga galaxy.
At the same time, on several planets in the entire galaxy, there were densely packed spaceships forming a fleet and taking off into the sky.
They are like dots of white light fireflies, slowly flashing and gathering towards the outside of the galaxy.
Every time the white light flashes, it will instantly move a large distance. This is a space jump.
A few hours later.
All the light spots gathered together outside the galaxy and slowly flew towards a cross-shaped gray-black mothership that had been waiting there.
Dots of light penetrated densely from underneath the mothership.
In the dark space, the national emblem of the giant seven-leaf tree on the surface of the cross-shaped mothership seems a bit cold and hard.
"Your Excellency Hrudan, thank you for your positive response. Please upload the statistical information and then lead the team to the designated area to rest.
We have to continue to the next galaxy to pick up the new team."
The commander of the mothership is a tall, bald black man. He is wearing a black slim-fitting combat uniform, and is surrounded by thick, star-like scorching spiritual energy fluctuations.
At least he is an Ascendant who is the same as or even higher than Hrudan.
"Always obey your orders, Your Majesty Commander." Hrudan stood at attention and saluted with a military salute.
All the Illumination and Fission people behind him also saluted. Wei He also stood among them.
All the fission in the entire Olga galaxy is here.
There are more than 60 people in Fission, and there are more lights. They are densely packed and occupy a large space in the reception hall of the mothership.
Everyone wears their own reproductive system.
Although the empire promised to distribute colonies for free, at this time, no one dared to put their own safety on other people's equipment.
In order to increase the survival rate in the war, everyone tried their best to add functional and armor modules to their own colonies.
Wei He took stock of the surrounding situation.
The entire reception hall is a huge cylindrical shape, with observation decks protruding from the surrounding walls.
On these observation decks, some people walked out sparsely and were looking this way.
There are different words marked in front of each observatory, showing where they are from and which galaxy they are from.
The commander is called Sentan, and he is the captain of the support mothership responsible for guiding surrounding star systems.
This mothership is called the Ugly Duckling. It has been in service for 362 years. It has participated in many wars against the Star Abyss and has been repaired dozens of times. It has not been completely scrapped.
After handing over the report to Sentan, Hrudan took the people from the Olga system and began to allocate housing cabins.
"We may have to stay here for a while. Please pay attention and try not to conflict with people in other galaxies."
Hrudan warned in the psychic channel.
"Soon, we will leave the Olga Galaxy and go to other areas. No matter what conflicts or conflicts there are between you and within the galaxy.
All of you, I want you to remember. Out there, we come from one place, one hometown. And that’s Olga!”
Hrudan's serious and solemn voice came from the psychic channel.
Wei He was also assigned a cabin of his own. Because he was a fission master, he was given a cabin to live alone.
The rest of the lighting group is not treated as well, they are all two, three, or even four people together.
Click.
In the silver aisle, Wei He pushed open the hatch.
Inside is a very simply decorated room.
The main color is silver, and on the wall opposite the door is a huge perspective window, through which you can see the dark universe outside.
Occasionally, there are fine pieces of space dust passing through the window, and everything seems quiet and peaceful.
In the room, a small model of a silver-white reproductive organ was hung on one wall.
Then there is a single bed with massage function.
Wei He walked over and pressed the button on the console next to the bed.
The bed suddenly arched halfway up and turned into a single sofa. A metal helmet hung from the top, which should be a device that can enter network mode.
Next to it stands a fixed wardrobe, an open kitchen, and two metal chairs.
These are fixed to the ground.
There is a toilet and wash basin in one corner, and a fully automatic self-circulating air system can supply abundant oxygen in a timely manner.
"The conditions are good." It was much better than Wei He had imagined before.
He tried to contact Bilian.
Unfortunately, there was no response. Without the transfer station, the signal he sent could not find its target in the vast space.
After leaving the galaxy, the only thing people can rely on is ships.
An interstellar voyage mothership usually has a perfect self-circulation life ability, but no matter how strong the colony is, it cannot find its way home or survive alone in a strange space after leaving the mothership.
Even Wei He is no exception to this.
In a huge river system measured in light years, once there is no mothership to rely on, he relies solely on colonies and hopes to find the next suitable civilized planet by floating.
At his speed, he would have to fly for at least tens of thousands of years, maybe even more.
The premise is that he can live that long and the energy of the reproductive system can sustain that long.
Therefore, in space, a mothership is equivalent to an important floating island.
The hyperspace jump engine it installs is crucial.
Wei He poured himself a cup of hot water and ordered some fresh high-energy nutritious meals from a self-service machine in the corner.
Go back to the table, sit down, and eat slowly.
A high-energy nutritious meal is like boiled mashed potatoes, very sweet, fragrant and thick inside.
It tastes like eating melted chocolate.
'Didi, all passengers, please note that the mothership is about to start space acceleration and is about to enter a jumping environment. Please withdraw your spiritual energy and adjust your body condition. Do not move at will or make loud noises.'
Soon a radio communication came out from the built-in radio in the cabin.
Wei He silently ate all the food, drank the hot water, sat on the seat, and waited quietly.