Colonial Suit

"Sister!?"

Li'er was shocked. She was just about to speak when she suddenly felt a blur in her consciousness, as if she was seeing another mysterious scene.

In an infinitely vast hall, rows of modulation nests were densely arranged. In the middle was a hexagonal base. Several old wise men surrounded the base, pointing and commenting on the object on it.

Li'er couldn't see what was on the base, because she was right in the center of it.

An old voice came to her ears.

"Is this the new harvest from the Mark tribe? Also from the abyss?" An old man carefully observed Li'er and asked softly.

Li'er recognized this old man. He was the powerful wise man called Leivor. The man who had fallen into the abyss with her and sacrificed himself at the last moment. His shrill cry still echoed in Li'er's ears even today.

"Please tear apart that light..." Li'er didn't know what that light was, but she could feel Leivor's despair and hope at that time.

At this moment, another voice sounded. "Yes, Great Wise Man Leivor."

A vigorous man replied, his body as upright as a mountain. He first gave a simple chest-撫禮 to the other wise men, and then separated an eyeball-like object from his body. With a gentle wave, hundreds of holographic images jumped out of it.

The man pointed to these images and said to Great Wise Man Leivor, "This is the latest discovery of the Aiert civilization and the Mota civilization. They felt a mysterious but powerful pulse at the bottom of the abyss. We all know that it is a forbidden zone for life, the annihilator of all rules, the eliminator of all matter. So until today, they have not been able to obtain more information, let alone bring back any harvest from there."

Speaking of this, all the wise men nodded frequently. The abyss is a forbidden zone for life, which is a universally recognized fact in the universe. No matter how powerful or advanced a civilization is, it cannot enter the depths of the abyss. It is even more impossible to bring anything back from the bottom of the abyss. The latest research shows that only divine thoughts powerful enough to reach the God Domain level can maintain a certain vitality in the abyss. But it also requires an unimaginable price.

No one would sacrifice a God Domain level, so this result is the same as no result. God Domain levels are the pillars of the most powerful civilizations. In today's cruel universe, when the laws of nature are enforced, any civilization without a God Domain level is just prey for the strong. Only the God Domain level is the only guarantee for a civilization to survive.

However, this does not mean that the abyss cannot be explored.

In fact, in today's universe, there is a race that can do this. That is the mysterious Mark tribe. This civilization, known as the Pure Cloud Palace, has been hiding in the endless clouds from the beginning. Only those who are accepted by them can approach that area.

"It is our luck to be allies with the Mark tribe," Leivor said with a smile. "Only they can enter that space and approach the most mysterious area of the universe."

"But this is not easy," the vigorous man replied. "Dreams come true are just legendary things. But their Lost Dream is very strange. This is also the only known way to bring back harvests from the abyss. Unfortunately, in the entire Mark tribe, there is only one person who can do this."

"Is it Dirk's little girlfriend?" Leivor asked with a smile. "I remember the King mentioned this matter. But he doesn't seem to approve of it."

"Yes. The Mark tribe is very important to us. If she combines with the Underworld King, then our customs cannot be implemented. You know, this is very serious."

The reproduction of the Krodil is carried out through the plundering of females, so women are equivalent to production tools for the Krodil. Their status is extremely low. It is normal for mothers not to be able to contact their children. This is precisely the basis for maintaining the Krodil's strong competitiveness. It must not be changed under any circumstances.

Leivor also knew this, so he just nodded and skipped this topic.

"Then, tell me. What is the harvest of the Mark tribe this time? My brother took the last one. So what about this time?"

"I cannot answer," the vigorous man shrugged. "In fact, it needs to judge."

Saying that, the man operated the 'eyeball' in his hand for a while, and then threw out a large amount of holographic data.

Leivor was stunned at just one glance, and then his body trembled slightly. He said to the man in an unbelievable tone, "This...this is..."

"The King asked me to ask, can it replace the core?" The man said seriously.

"Replace the core? No, no, no..." Leivor shook his head repeatedly, and suddenly shouted loudly, "It will not replace anything, because it is unique! It is our future. With it, my idea can finally be launched. Our civilization will gain its most powerful power since its birth."

Leivor said excitedly, even a little incoherently. Even the man was a little surprised by his fanatical posture. But he only froze for a moment and calmed down, giving Leivor a chest-抚禮.

"I will truthfully report your judgment to the King."

Saying that, he turned and left, without even looking back.

Behind him, Leivor was in a state of madness. Under his command, hundreds of wise men were busy connecting countless devices to the hexagonal base. They worked frantically, like fanatics. Massive amounts of data were collected, calculated, and quickly evolved into modulated results.

It was a tedious and long process, but Leivor didn't seem to feel it, just staring at the center of the base. Muttering to himself.

"Found it...I finally found it..."

"A soul that can drive it."

Leivor didn't continue, because at this moment, Li'er suddenly felt 'herself' move, as if she stretched a curious tentacle towards a busy wise man.

The wise man suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the whole person withered. In just a few seconds, his life was drained.

Leivor was startled. But then his eyes became even more fanatical.

"What a powerful invasion and hunger...too great, too magical. Yes, only such an existence deserves my idea. I will definitely succeed, even more successful than my brother."

"But Great Lord Leivor," a wise man looked up and handed over some data. "The preliminary results have come out. We cannot use it to do anything. Its invasiveness and lethality have exceeded any known substance. Even your idea cannot drive it."

"Sorry, we probably can't do it."

Leivor was slightly stunned, and hurriedly picked up the data to look at it, but then a faint smile appeared on his face.

"You are wrong, my children. There has never been a force that cannot be used. The key is whether you have found a way."

"Immediately establish a model and recalculate the possibility of dividing it into two parts. One part focuses on aggressiveness and is used to build our war core, and the other part focuses on recovery and is used to establish a logistics base. We need an infinitely possible future. And this, precisely requires abandoning our past ideological limitations."

"Unleash your imagination, children. This is the hope we have been waiting for."

"War Mother Empress. I think they should be a pair of sisters. What do you think of the names Maria and Lilith?"