Technological supremacy starts with acquiring alien spaceships

The Millennium Falcon, under the control of the AI, constantly locked onto the orbital position where the wormhole would appear.

As expected, the wormhole finally reappeared after a few days.

Chen Yu was still absorbing cosmic dark energy in the training room when the AI's reminder echoed in his mind.

[Captain, the wormhole has appeared! The wormhole has appeared!]

"Ah, the wormhole has appeared? Good, I'll head to the ship's command center immediately!"

But if one looked closely, a distorted space could be seen in a certain area ahead.

So much so that some stars inside appeared as white lines, a manifestation of distorted spacetime.

Chen Yu looked at the abnormal spatial wormhole ahead. To be honest, he felt apprehensive.

Faced with the unknown within, no one could remain completely calm and composed.

"Are we finally going in? I wonder what's inside!"

"A'Yu, are you ready?" Solara asked, nestling in Chen Yu's arms.

"Yes, I'm ready. Are you afraid?"

"As long as we're with you, we're not afraid!"

"That's right, we're not afraid!"

"If Hubby isn't afraid, then Xiaojia isn't afraid either!"

"Good, then let's explore this wormhole together! AI, set sail, enter the wormhole, and activate data collection mode!"

[Understood, Captain. The Millennium Falcon is entering the wormhole.]

To ensure safety, Chen Yu and his four wives all sat in the fixed space chairs and strapped themselves in.

In case the ship encountered turbulence in the wormhole, they wouldn't bump into things or fall.

The Millennium Falcon slowly approached the wormhole, and the surrounding starry sky began to twist and distort.

At this moment, in the command center, Chen Yu and his wives held their breath.

Perhaps they should play the background music from the movie Interstellar when the ship passed through that wormhole.

Tick-tock...tick-tock...

Time slowly passed.

The ship completely entered the wormhole, slowly submerging and disappearing into that distorted space.

Chen Yu watched the changes in the starry sky outside. After entering the wormhole, the surrounding stars streaked past like shooting stars.

Ahead was an endless abyss. Those with poor mental fortitude might be frightened by this boundless darkness.

The degree of distortion in the surrounding starry sky intensified, and Chen Yu even saw some incredible scenes.

Such as the powerful accretion disk produced by a quasar.

Or the scene of a giant star being swallowed by a black hole, flashing past.

The wormhole was sometimes dark and desolate, sometimes dazzling and brilliant, with clouds of dust quickly passing the ship.

Chen Yu even saw some ancient galaxies, galaxies that had not yet fully formed.

Inside, countless planets drifted, each trailing a long cloud of dust.

And these planets would eventually form a planet similar to Earth.

This cyclical cosmic phenomenon was the birth of a planet.

After an unknown amount of time, the front of the ship suddenly disappeared, and all the objects in front became invisible.

Chen Yu stretched out his hand and looked down, only to find that it was also slowly disappearing.

Chen Yu was shocked. What was going on? He turned his head to look behind him.

Immediately, his eyes widened. He saw a scene he had never seen before in his life.

He actually saw another version of himself, sitting in the space chair in the command center.

And that version of himself was stretching out his hand, beginning to examine it.

After seeing his hand disappear, that version of himself also looked back.

Wasn't that exactly what he had done just a dozen seconds ago?

Chen Yu was shocked. Could it be that his current time had already surpassed that of the version of himself behind him?

Could this be the law of time? Had he broken through the shackles and foreseen the future?

Chen Yu contacted the AI in his mind.

'AI, AI, did you see that?'

The AI did not respond.

At this moment, Chen Yu realized that there was no light in the entire Millennium Falcon.

He was the only one left in the entire command center, and Chen Yu felt somewhat afraid.

What was going on? Where were his wives?

Were they originally by his side, or could he simply not see them?

Where had the AI gone? Why couldn't he establish a connection with it?

Ever since Chen Yu obtained the Millennium Falcon and bound his brainwaves to the AI, he had never lost contact with it.

It had been decades, and now, being unable to connect to the AI in his mind made Chen Yu feel like he had lost control of everything.

It was as if he had been abandoned in this boundless dark abyss.

The surroundings were deathly silent. He couldn't see anything ahead, only the faint light emitted by the scattered luminous dust clouds.

'What's going on? Where am I now? AI, come out and answer me!'

Chen Yu was still looking behind him, watching the version of himself behind him become flustered.

'Time! Time! What exactly is time? Why does misalignment occur? What is the end of relativity?'

Chen Yu wildly speculated in his mind. Now with over 20% of his brainpower developed, he had actually comprehended a trace of the law of time at this moment.

'Why does time slow down for moving objects? Why is there a billionth of a difference between the time on the top floor and the bottom floor of a thousand-meter-high building?'