Chapter 42: Technology of Interstellar Civilization

Undoubtedly, what attracted Lin Lei most about the high-level civilization was the advanced spaceship capable of crossing the vast distances between stars in a short time.

So, Lin Lei instantly teleported to the spaceship exhibition area. This was a very, very large space; anyway, Lin Lei flew at high speed in the sky of this space for ten minutes just like Superman, yet he still couldn’t see the boundary.

You have to know, he was flying at ten times the speed of sound. Of course, he could fly faster, but then his eyes wouldn’t be able to react in time.

Lin Lei slowed down and began to tour slowly on the ground.

There were really too many types of spaceships here, which made Lin Lei dazzled. However, after looking for a long time, he finally figured out some naming rules for the spaceships. Of course, he couldn’t understand these characters originally; it was the System that translated them for him.

Generally speaking, those with codes starting with the character “Yu” were all super-large spaceships, usually not something an individual could own. The smallest “Yu” class spaceship he saw was one kilometer long.

And those starting with the character “Zhou” were mostly smaller in size, but very fast and very agile. He looked at a “Zhou F” class spaceship, which was only 150 meters long. It not only possessed the function of rapid Space Jump, but also high-Curvature Warp Flight. Moreover, even in simple flat space flight, it could accelerate to near-light speed, which is above 0.99C, within 30 seconds. And during the acceleration process, the people on the spaceship would not be affected by any acceleration force; this was really insane.

Compared to it, the gap with the Aiwei was enough to cross the Galaxy.

However, superior performance was directly proportional to the high price. Lin Lei looked at its price tag, which read 7,000,000 Galactic Universal Currency.

And a “Yu C” class spaceship was 8,000,000 Galactic Universal Currency. This meant that the large spaceship of the model Lin Lei was riding, the 20-kilometer-long Galaxy Flight, was only a little more expensive than that small 150-meter-long spaceship.

Lin Lei checked the Galactic Universal Currency in Fuweili’s account; there were 43,520. It wasn’t a small amount, just that it was several orders of magnitude away from the price of a spaceship.

However, the prices of spaceships here varied greatly. Lin Lei also saw a few spaceships worth only a few thousand Galactic Universal Currency. They were usually manufactured by civilizations below Sixth-grade and could only perform Warp Flight, without the Space Jump function.

But Lin Lei was just looking and wouldn’t buy anything, because he had no money, not a penny. And he wouldn’t spend his woman’s money either.

While walking, Lin Lei discovered an extremely crowded exhibition area. He looked up and saw a sign reading: Single Combat Aircraft Virtual Zone.

The popularity inside was much higher than other places; it could almost be described as a sea of people.

Lin Lei also became interested, but he wouldn’t rudely squeeze in. He was currently using Fuweili’s body, so he couldn’t let other men take advantage of her.

He raised one hand and made a downward stroke towards the crowd. Then the crowd in front of him was split open like the Red Sea before Moses, creating a path.

What was even stranger was that the pushed crowd didn’t notice anything unusual, as if that path should have existed there all along.

Lin Lei was about to walk forward but suddenly felt a gaze watching him from behind. He looked back but didn’t find anyone special.

Coward! Lin Lei cursed. He trusted his intuition; that stalker definitely existed but just didn’t dare to show his face.

Whatever, he assumed they couldn’t do anything to him anyway. Lin Lei walked in.

Not far away, David wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath. His good friend’s cousin was just too weird. He had been following her quietly all the way and discovered too many incredible things.

For example, her flying speed was like she was cheating, plus her fiery curious eyes regarding various spaceships, and that incredible hand chop just now, as well as that extremely sharp gaze.

Everything showed that this guy with the appearance of a woman from the Apocalypse Star was definitely not his good friend’s cousin, Fuweili. He had met that girl a few times; she was very shy in front of outsiders and also a very sensitive person. It was impossible for her to be so… so… sharp.

David felt that the word “sharp” best described the feeling that person gave him.

Stop thinking about it; just follow her in and see.

…

Lin Lei walked around inside for a long time before realizing that these “single combat aircraft” were just the Mecha often mentioned in Earth’s sci-fi.

These aircraft had a combat state and a flight state, and the two could be switched at will, just like Transformers. They could fly, run, and jump, and were covered in high-strength alloy. This had a fatal attraction for men.

Lin Lei was no exception. He gradually moved with the crowd toward a large platform where two Mechas were fighting.

One was a humanoid Mecha, steel-grey all over, holding two energy guns in its hands. Obviously, it focused on ranged attacks.

The other was all black, similar to a werewolf, with a slightly hunched back and a flat, broad chest. The alloy structure on it was extremely precise. Its upper limbs were very developed, especially the claws, which flashed with the glow of pure energy attachment. Combined, they could launch various violent attacks. One look and you knew it was a close-combat type.

Looking at the situation on the platform now, the steel-grey humanoid Mecha clearly had the upper hand.

The werewolf Mecha awkwardly dodged the opponent’s attacks and couldn’t get close to the humanoid Mecha at all. Several forced attacks were all dissolved by the humanoid Mecha using clever half-transformation to lift into the air.

Soon, the werewolf was finished off. Its Protective Force Field was broken by several continuous energy rays, and the precise power transmission components in its chest were shattered, completely losing its combat ability.

“Gun King Longli wins! Achieving a three-game winning streak, the prize money accumulates to 10,000 Galactic Universal Currency.” A high-pitched announcement sounded in the sky. It was a strange language; the individual syllables had no meaning, but strung together, they allowed Lin Lei to understand the meaning expressed.

Lin Lei understood, so he got excited, because he heard the words “prize money,” and it was ten thousand. That was enough to buy a small spaceship.

For someone who had just escaped a Savage Planet and was penniless, the desire for money, which meant resources of a star-level civilization, was unimaginable to ordinary people.

No, he had to go up and fight too. He had just seen that Gun King Longli; he actually wasn’t that great. His shooting was just a bit more accurate and faster, but in Lin Lei’s eyes, he wasn’t worth watching.

But he didn’t have a Mecha. What should he do?

“The platform battle organizer provides standard combat Mechas. You can receive one by paying a certain deposit.” The System gave Lin Lei a reminder.

Oh, the System was unusually attentive today. Lin Lei hadn’t even asked, and it was rushing to answer.

Lin Lei quickly found the organizer. This was a tall, thin guy with a particularly large nose. The System tagged him: Seventh-grade intelligent race, Pleiadian.

Now, he was looking at the delicate Apocalypse Star person in front of him with suspicion: “Little girl, are you sure you want to challenge the Gun King, and not just go up to play?”

“Cut the crap. Just tell me how much the deposit is?” Lin Lei couldn’t be bothered with nonsense.

When it came to money, the Pleiadian’s eyes lit up. He didn’t care who was challenging anymore and directly rattled off a string of numbers: “5,000 Galactic Universal Currency. 1,000 is the deposit, and 4,000 is the minimum combat fee you need to pay to challenge the Gun King, which serves as the prize for the winner. No problem, right, little girl? If you lose, you’re not allowed to renege on the debt.”

Lin Lei hesitated for a moment. This money had to be advanced by Fuweili first. If he lost, it would be really hard to explain.

It wasn’t that he lacked confidence in himself, but that he lacked confidence in piloting a Mecha. He had never touched that thing before.

“System, do you have a Mecha piloting guide?” Lin Lei asked, bracing himself. He somewhat regretted his impulse. Fortunately, he hadn’t paid yet.

“The Mecha control interface is perfectly connected to brainwaves. No special piloting knowledge is needed. The System will automatically convert the differences, ensuring zero difference between the Host and normal combat.”

Is that so? Based on normal combat, defeating that Gun King would be no problem at all. Lin Lei felt reassured and paid the money readily.

This made the big-nosed man smile so hard his eyes narrowed. He attentively took Lin Lei to select a standard Mecha.

Lin Lei looked for a long time. There was only one close-combat Mecha named Black Rose that suited his liking, because it best fit Fuweili’s figure.

This was the one. The black, noble, elegant, and mysterious design was just like the Queen of the Night.

Lin Lei climbed into the cockpit. After pressing the start button, the Mecha fitted itself to Lin Lei’s body. Then, Lin Lei’s vision lit up, and his sight was transferred to the Mecha’s perspective, as if the entire Mecha had become his body.

Lin Lei tried walking a few steps. Hmm, except that the surrounding objects seemed a bit smaller, everything was no different from usual. So, he indicated to the big-nosed man that he was ready.

The big-nosed man called over a staff member to lead Lin Lei to the backstage to prepare, while he himself ran outside gleefully to announce the challenger.

“Next, Apocalypse Star person Fuweili will challenge the undefeated Gun King Longli!”

…

The area below the platform was silent. Who was Fuweili? It sounded like a woman, and definitely a rookie. What right did she have to challenge the Gun King?

David in the audience had his eyes popping out. Now he was one hundred percent sure that wasn’t the real Fuweili. She didn’t possess combat skills at all; Raymond said she was just a planetary ecological researcher.

God, what was going on! Could someone really break through the security barriers set by the eleventh-level civilization and steal someone else’s account? And this guy who achieved such a heaven-defying feat was currently preparing to play this virtual Mecha battle with someone. This matter seemed unreliable no matter how he thought about it! Had the world changed?

David just felt a headache coming on, but he still decided to continue observing.