Colonial Suit

In the void, a massive cargo spaceship was slowly sailing. It was a Nabor Tur-class transport ship. This type of ship, named after a race, appeared as a combination of huge glass spheres, like a large bunch of grapes. Each individual 'sphere' of the ship was a cargo hold, equipped with extremely advanced void compression technology and space folding generators, capable of accommodating the cargo of an entire planet.

This was one of the most powerful transport ships in the Second World, making the Nabor Tur race the largest merchants.

Today, at the invitation of the Sasa race, they were transporting a large batch of scarce modulating potions to the Sasa territory, having already been sailing in the void for no less than five days.

The Nabor Tur-class ship had this one flaw: it was too slow. Because it used space folding and void compression technology, it was difficult to achieve advanced jumps, so it sailed like a snail. Only its shields were exaggeratedly strong, providing high security.

This was a very important attribute for the Nabor Tur race.

On the bridge of the ship, a round, potato-like creature stretched out countless tentacles, adjusting the light screens that constantly popped up around it, while also devouring food.

"Mmm...so delicious. This Sasa race's ** cake is amazing. I must get another batch this time."

"Yes, yes, it's so delicious, like tasting life itself," said another 'potato,' its tentacles wrapped around a large pile of small creatures that seemed to be struggling desperately. It threw them into its mouth and began to chew. The small creatures screamed, wailed, and made all sorts of strange noises in its mouth, unspeakably terrifying.

"Ahhh, it hurts, it bit my leg!"

"I'm the heart, I'm heartbroken!"

"What is that? Is that a tongue? Don't come over here, don't come over here!"

"Oh God, I'm still a virgin...how awful...to be eaten like this!"

"Ah, he has bad breath, it stinks. Damn it, doesn't he brush his teeth before eating? To be eaten by such a dirty creature, I'm so unwilling..."

All sorts of bizarre sounds came from the potato's mouth, and many small arms and legs fell from the potato's mouth, wriggling on the ground. Stepping on them would burst a cloud of blood, as terrifying as it could be.

However, the potato seemed not to see it, still eating voraciously.

Because it knew that these things were not real life, let alone intelligent life. They were just a kind of life imitation made by the Sasa race. As the civilization in the universe most capable of collecting Krodir relics, the Sasa race had advanced biotechnology, and even began to dabble in the forbidden zone of life. They used cloning technology combined with their own modulation technology to create their own civilization path.

Life imitations were one of them.

This was a short-cycle, high-intelligence semi-biological. To say they were not biological, they still had the characteristics of carbon-based life. To say they were biological, they did not have psionic energy. According to the definition that without psionic energy, they were not life, they could only be regarded as objects, tools, consumables. Also known as semi-biologicals.

Life imitations could do many things. Their functions also varied. The simple ones were like this, being used as food. The higher ones could even be transformed into various tools. The biggest feature of life imitations was that their appearance and form could be artificially set. For example, you could create a pair of talking slippers that would complain about your smelly feet while being stepped on by you, or you could create a piece of underwear that would protect your vital parts while praising your figure. Therefore, in the Sasa race, life imitations were always the most popular goods, sought after by many civilizations.

This was especially true for the two Nabor Turs. Being very gluttonous, they now liked the Sasa race's ** cake. While tasting the delicious food, they also enjoyed the screams and wails of life. It greatly satisfied the dark side of their hearts.

After this transport was completed, they planned to have another grand banquet, getting some fresher active food.

Just as they were thinking happily, suddenly, a light screen magnified in front of them, turning red. At the same time, a piercing alarm sounded around them.

'Beep beep, beep beep! Warning! An object is approaching at high speed!'

"Impact strength. Stellar level!"

"This ship's shield cannot guarantee safety, please react immediately!"

"Evade immediately!" The potato captain jumped up in a激灵, the active little people in his hand falling to the ground with a crash. The little people looked at each other and immediately ran away happily.

"Ha. So lucky, met an idiot!"

"Yay, don't have to be eaten!"

"Lulu Lulu Lulu...annoying fatty, go to hell! This girl is going to find a young man!"

All sorts of messy sounds rang out underfoot. The potato captain didn't even look at them, apple-sized beads of sweat already covering his forehead. His eyes were staring straight at the light screen.

"Evade, evade...oh, damn it! Why are the Nabor Turs so slow! Optical brain, tell me how much time is left!"

"Speed estimate, speed of light, estimated time of arrival, now..."

"What!?" The potato captain was stunned.

Then, he saw a ray of light suddenly pass through the ship's hull, the ship's shield fluctuating violently, making a rumbling sound.

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"Watch out for collision!!" The potato captain shouted with all his might, and then was pushed against the wall by a wave of shock.

The vibration was violent, the entire ship was shaking, was overturning. The shield at the bow of the ship began to disintegrate, melting layer by layer like peeling an onion. If it weren't for the desperate supply of backup energy, it would have collapsed this time. Time passed bit by bit, every minute and every second was like hell for the captain. Finally, when the ship stabilized, he shouted in exasperation.

"Damn it, what was that thing!"

"Give me the recording, I want to record his appearance and complain to the Sasa race about him!"

"As you wish! Recording is being retrieved..."

The optical brain responded like this, and a super huge light screen suddenly appeared in front of the potato captain. In the light screen, a figure was flying at high speed, pulling out a long trail behind him. That was the culprit of the accident. It's just that I don't know why, looking at this figure, the potato captain felt a burst of breathlessness, and couldn't muster any anger at all.

Because, in his eyes, a miraculous scene was happening.

While flying, the figure extended countless rays of light from his body, refracting, bending, constructing, and embodying. In the end...it actually formed a streamlined giant spaceship...

He was piercing through himself, piercing through his transport ship, together with this spaceship.

"This is impossible!?" The potato captain jumped up as if his tail had been burned. "How could he turn into a spaceship?? Also, why doesn't he have a physical body!?"

At the same time, in the void不知道多远 from them, on the Twilight of the Gods, Blood瞳 was changing from blurry to clear. He looked at his familiar partners in front of him, and opened his arms with a smile.

"You, have finally arrived..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)

ps: Haha, the title scared you, right?