"...I need to contact my boss about this, please wait a moment..."

After Braining said these words, he hurriedly left the conference room, leaving the furry bear and the synthetic man staring at each other.

Li Wenyuan, on the other hand, was a little confused as to why Braining's reaction was so big.

"...could it be said that this kind of behavior does not meet the standards of a lost civilization?"

This was his first thought, but then he thought something was wrong.

"No, he acted more like he was frightened... What serious consequences will there be if he asks for the star map?"

"Or...is this some kind of signal from a 'lost civilization'?"

He was still guessing, but he didn't expect that Braining was already sweating profusely at this time, and the prosthetic organs in his body were frantically synthesizing sedatives.

But maybe because he had used too much before, he had already produced antibodies, and the sedatives didn't have much effect on him at this time.

After going around a circle of passages, Braining came to a closed room and dialed the communication with his boss:

"...Hello? Aren't you negotiating with the 'Guardians'? Why did you call so quickly? Have you finished negotiating? Or maybe you angered them..."

Seeing that his boss's tone was becoming more and more dangerous, Braining hurriedly replied:

"No, no, no, boss, listen to me, the negotiations are all normal, but something unexpected happened..."

"This unexpected situation is very important, and I must inform you. If possible, I hope you can also invite several members of the board of directors..."

The boss at the other end of the communication equipment frowned when he heard this request and said very displeasedly:

"What makes you so panicked that you can even say 'invite those people'? First tell me what happened. If it's just a trivial matter, your remaining biological organs can be replaced."

This cold tone made Braining feel frightened, but he quickly regained his composure and informed his boss.

"The 'Guardian' did not accept our gift. He only made one request. He needs a star map."

"Star map? Free stuff like this-" The boss's impatient voice suddenly stopped. It was obvious that he was aware of the possible consequences behind this small request.

Suddenly there was a chaotic sound coming from the communicator, which sounded a bit like the sound of people getting up and getting dressed in a hurry.

"——I understand. This matter is indeed very important. We must treat it with caution. I will go to the board of directors immediately. You go back to appease the 'Guardian' first, and then I will transmit the company's decision to your chip.

"

"You did a good job this time. Once this matter is settled, you can almost return to the headquarters."

In the past, Braining would have been very happy to return to the headquarters, but now, he had nothing to think about except fear.

"Come on, Branin, you have to calm down, just like you climbed from the bottom step by step to where you are now. Nothing can affect your emotions."

He tried to comfort himself, but he still couldn't calm down.

Because he always felt that a major event sweeping the galaxy was about to happen.

The screen switches to Corebo's headquarters.

This is a giant space station floating above the planet. Only high-ranking corporate people can stay here.

The planet below is the "lower world" of workers. The only people living there are corporate workers who have signed lifelong contracts with companies and cannot get rid of them until they die.

Braining's boss hurried to the most luxurious building of the giant space station and summoned everyone through the board of directors' exclusive contact information.

"Listen, there is news from Enclave No. 13. I know many of you have just woken up, but you must cheer up now."

"According to the news, the 'Guardian' civilization needs a star map."

The bleary-eyed people in the board of directors didn't react much at first, but soon they gradually realized the meaning behind this behavior.

One of them said directly: "Is he going to...expand again?"

The biggest use of requesting a star map is generally to allow your spacecraft to find the nearest navigation route.

In the interstellar world, it is commonplace to exchange star maps with each other. Unless it is an enemy civilization with a blood feud and no contact with each other until death, no civilization will refuse to exchange star maps.

But for "lost civilizations", this is a different situation.

"...Are you completely sure that the 'Guardians' belong to the category of 'lost civilization'? Is it possible that an ordinary civilization that has inherited a lost heritage is bluffing?"

Someone tried to raise objections, but even his own voice seemed a little weak.

“According to the records of curators who only know how to collect and study knowledge, the last known ‘lost civilization’ was about 20,000 years ago.”

"The fleet they dispatched that time was also of this size, including a Titan flagship, dozens of battlecruisers, and hundreds of frigates."

"They dispatched that time to destroy a 'Star Eater', and the result was very clean and tidy. Many cosmic creatures that were powerless from level 3 civilizations and even level 4 civilizations were easily wiped out."

"And the most important thing is that no one has discovered how the fleet of the 'Lost Civilization' appeared. They seem to have completely different technology from ours and can travel at faster than light speeds without the help of hyperspace."

"When solving this swarm crisis, all the evidence we found shows that this 'guardian' is the same existence as those 'lost civilizations'. It is not some lucky person who inherited the inheritance."

A series of evidence left all the directors in the conference hall speechless.

After a while, someone continued:

"Then judging from the behavior of the 'Guardian' asking for the star map, this 'lost civilization' is preparing to declare its existence to the stars again."

"No, no, no, we can no longer call it a 'lost civilization' at this time. After establishing contact with the interstellar society again, he will restore his former territory."

"Whether he adopted a monarchy or not, at this time we need to call him: 'The Lost Empire.'"

"It's better to seize the time to please the 'Guardian'. This is the closest 'Lost Civilization' to us. By the way, try to find out what the attitude of several other 'Lost Civilizations' towards the 'Guardian' is."

"...Has a giant stepped into a children's amusement park? The interstellar situation will undergo huge changes..."

"This is a good thing. The more chaos there is, the more opportunities we have. As long as we seize the opportunity to enter the market, sooner or later we can pull down those companies that are riding on our heads..."

…

The directors discussed it all, but in the end they all made the same choice without exception:

Gift the star map and do your best to make friends with the ‘Guardian’ civilization.

Bryening, who was still trying to tell a joke with a synthetic human, finally received a message from headquarters.

With a thirsty mouth, he couldn't wait to open the communication content, and then got the result he expected.

He felt much more relaxed, and said to the synthesizer very humbly:

"The headquarters has agreed to your request and has upgraded your status to a 'permanent trading partner'. If you have any other needs, please tell us and we will do our best to meet you."

This submissive attitude made Li Wenyuan in the virtual world slightly stunned, but he also did not make the synthetic human react in any way.

Judging from the current results, his disguise as a "lost civilization" should be a perfect success.

"...Have you guessed my intention? Although I am indeed planning to expand outward, the deterrent power of the 'Lost Civilization' is really strong enough. I have to seize the time to develop in the future to avoid being exposed..."

"So, the first goal of this negotiation has been achieved, and now we need to start trying to achieve the second goal."

His eyes flickered slightly, causing the synthetic man to move.

A projection beam shone in the conference room, and the arrangement of words seemed to be the prototype of a kind of technology.

"...I am now in a position where I have completed the research on most of the level 5 technologies. In this case, how many levels of civilizations do I have in this galaxy?"

Li Wenyuan, who was thinking, didn't notice that Braining, who knew a little about technology, had gradually widened his eyes.


Chapter completed!