In the huge room, a picture flashed on the large central screen, and everyone stood and stared.

In a corner, a young man with a beard around his mouth put his hands in his pockets and stared at the screen with dark eyes.

On the screen, a glowing star was shrouded by huge construction equipment, with only a small half left exposed.

Near this huge hemispherical facility, a spaceship was approaching quietly.

"No problem," a voice came, and then a strong and powerful young man appeared. There was a scar on his face, which made him look rebellious, "Believe me, I am the world's most powerful young man."

's guardian."

As he spoke, he shook his fist towards the camera.

The hope brought by self-confidence seemed to be infected by everyone in the room, and many of them swallowed their saliva silently.

"The distance is 8,000 kilometers, the elevation angle is 27 degrees, and the docking equipment is ready."

"Everything is normal on the spacecraft, the star data is stable, and the Tianyao equipment is currently operating normally."

"Forty-two percent of the power energy remains, please pay attention."

The scene turned to the unruly young man, who smiled widely: "It seems that even if the mission is completed, I can't go back."

There was silence in the room.

The bearded young man in the corner also had a mocking look on his lips.

This spaceship is the only hope created by gathering the resources and strength of all mankind.

Realizing this, the young man took out his cigarette and lit it.

In the dim firelight, a middle-aged man appeared next to him, also leaning against the wall.

"The spaceship we built ourselves," the middle-aged man borrowed a cigarette to light up, "has no interstellar technology. After flying for two years, we finally caught up."

The bearded young man exhaled smoke: "It's really ironic. Before losing technical control, such a distance only took a few seconds.

But now, for us, it is a two-year process."

The middle-aged man's hand holding the cigarette paused: "The system still cannot be restored to use."

"Yeah," the bearded young man responded in a low voice, "That's fine. Only by completely losing dependence can we learn to be independent."

"But will this price be too high?" The middle-aged man unbuttoned his collar, "You should know how much equivalent of the star energy extracted from the star over the years is the Tianyao equipment that covers the star.

If today's repair plan fails, it will only be a matter of time before Tianyao sinks into the star.

Once the tianyao submerges into the star, the stars inside can come into contact with the star's nuclear fusion..."

He turned his head and looked at the bearded young man.

"Once it comes into contact," said the young man with a calm face, "it should intensify the explosion of the star, and a big explosion will occur in an instant, swallowing up the entire star system."

The middle-aged man twisted his neck uneasily: "Can't you say something nice, like hope or just in case."

"Scientists have no chance," the bearded young man managed to force out a smile, "If there is, it is because the star did not explode, but transformed into a red giant at an extremely fast speed.

And we can only watch on this planet as it continues to expand into a red giant star and swallow us up."

The middle-aged man closed his eyes: "Our source planet has experienced eight thousand years of development.

Unfortunately, the technology of interstellar immigration still remains in its most primitive state.

All the important keys depend on the system and its users.

Is this a curse imposed on us humans by the laws of the universe?

Losing the system means the end of a civilization."

"Maybe the universe does not belong to humans," the bearded young man sneered, "when we tried to conquer the entire universe and the stars, this curse began.

I think the problems we have here are also encountered on the source planet.

So what about eight thousand years, when human beings get used to convenience, abandon themselves, and are content with conquering the stars.

From that moment on, the curse remained."

The middle-aged man clenched his cheeks. He didn't want to discuss such a profound issue anymore: "Will he succeed?"

"If he fails too," the bearded young man said calmly, "it means our last hope is gone."

"Yes, we have gathered all human resources to create a controllable spaceship." The middle-aged man stared at the screen, "After two years of flight, now we have reached the most critical moment.

You don’t seem very nervous?”

"Will it help if I'm nervous?" the bearded young man asked.

"I hate people who tell the truth." The middle-aged man expressed his dissatisfaction, "It's just that I feel uneasy.

If we, who are in decline, want to forcibly restore the glory of previous civilization and technology, will we just..."

He couldn't say these four words: "Idiots talk about dreams".

"With thirty kilometers left, the spacecraft begins to slow down, activate automatic control, and position the connector."

"Tianyao system, activate the wiring, please follow the guidance of the spacecraft."

"Okay!" The rebellious young man made a victory gesture, "After docking, I will enter Tianyao and control it to leave the star and reach a safe place.

In the future, when you come again, you must take my body back with you.

Oh, by the way, I have chosen my tomb and thought clearly about my epitaph.

What do you think of the last guardian of this world?"

No one in the room lost their voice because of this deliberate joke.

Everyone clenched their fists and tensed their nerves.

The device interface docking is about to begin, success or failure depends on this.

"The spacecraft data is stable, please pay attention to the impact."

"There is currently no abnormality in the star, and the docking countdown has begun."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

On the screen, you can clearly see the outline of the interface.

The spacecraft slowly approached, and the distance shrunk little by little.

"Baby," the rebellious young man smiled, "you must obey my command obediently."

"Device docking!"

The spaceship in the picture shook, and the young man controlling it held the control lever tightly.

"The docking was successful!"

The people in the room were silent for about ten seconds, and then cheered together!

It was a success, and the initiative that brought together the power of all mankind was a success.

The middle-aged man also smiled: "It seems that the gods are still taking care of us."

The bearded young man smiled, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him, and walked away to leave.

"Come on," the young man controlling the spacecraft in the picture extended his thumb, "Docking the Tianyao facility and opening the docking port."

Everyone was still cheering and hugging each other, thankful to have survived the disaster.

"Open the docking interface." The young man repeated.

There was no change in the picture. The entrance to the Tianyao facility was still closed, dark and motionless.

"Enter the command to open the docking interface." A few beads of sweat appeared on the young man's forehead.

In the room, the cheering people gradually froze.

"Instruction received, no permission to turn on external devices, warning!

No permission to turn on external devices!"

A cold female robotic voice echoed throughout the room.

"What are you talking about? I am the system user, Sirube ID 1551269271, and I am the owner of the highest authority." The young man's eyes widened.

"ID review, confirm again, you do not have permission to unlock."

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The bearded young man at the exit slowly turned back and looked at the screen.
Chapter completed!