Chapter 939: Joining the Flying Civilization

"Then the only way is to stay away from human civilization."

Just find any star system to live in?

J's idea is to develop a civilization of his own in those places.

Then slowly strengthen yourself.

Human civilization now radiates more than 20,000 light-years around.

There are many small civilizations in this area, and the rest of the star system is almost occupied by some explorers as a stronghold, or developed into a world.

There are all kinds of worlds. J knows that some worlds do not know the existence of the Federation at all, and have slowly developed on a planet for thousands of years, even feudal societies.

But J couldn't get used to it at all.

Feudal society was so dirty and chaotic.

Too backward.

J doesn't even have the desire to control, and only those explorers living at the bottom of the Federation have this interest.

Or some ordinary people from Star Kingdom.

"Perhaps I can develop a powerful civilization to compete with the Federation."

"The history of the Federation is only over 200,000 years old, and there are even tens of thousands of years of blank space. Why can't I do it?"

J is ambitious.

He uses the energy transmitted by the star to gradually accelerate himself, like a solar sail.

When the speed exceeded 1,400 kilometers per second, he also flew away from the Nochenta star system.

That was already a few months later.

What left was only the solar wind layer of the Nochenta star system.

It would take at least 214 years to fly 1 light-year at this speed.

For an individual, he is fast enough.

However, J would not fly in this state forever. He was looking for the spaceships passing around, and after targeting the target, he captured one.

Then he launched himself out with the help of the cannon on the spacecraft, reaching a speed of 70,000 kilometers per second.

In this way, it only takes more than 4 years to fly away from 1 light-year.

Although this is still quite a long time.

Especially boring for interstellar travel.

J flew 7 light-years, and he still had at least 1,000 light-years to fly before leaving the federal area and the battlefield area. That was a 4,000-year journey.

For J, this stretch of road was quite leisurely.

However, in front of him.

A huge ship suddenly appeared in the calm deep sky.

A battleship tens of thousands of meters long.

The style of the battleship clearly belongs to the flying civilization.

A beam of light shines on J.

J was inexplicably frightened.

I want to resist, but I simply don’t have the energy.

Being separated from the main god space means that he cannot use wormhole energy, so how much energy can he store in his small body?

Maybe it won't be a problem against ordinary spaceships.

But this is a battleship.

He was pulled into the battleship by the beam.

A Qiluo clan member flapped his wings and a thorn pierced his body.

J suddenly felt weak and weak.

"take away."

J has been exposed to scenes simulated by flying civilization in the main god space, and he is relatively proficient in the language of flying civilization.

He reluctantly opened his mouth and said, "What do you want to do?"

The reason why he asked this was because he believed that the flying civilization was well prepared.

If his identity had not been discovered, how could an ordinary federal man be caught by the flying civilization? The correct answer would be to run him over or ignore him.

Sure enough, the Qiluo tribe called out his name and identity.

"Commander Hector, we will be waiting here for a long time."

"I heard that you defected to the Federation and now have nowhere to go. Why not come to our flying civilization as a guest."

After all, he is a military commander, and he will know a lot of information, which is of value.

J actually felt the hostility of the Qiluo tribe.

No matter from any aspect, even the words are full of hostility.

Indeed.

After all, the actions in the Death Omen Starfield caused heavy casualties to the flying civilization. The millions of battleships proved that no matter how huge the flying civilization was, it would still be very painful.

"Haha, it seems that the upper echelons of the federation have also been eroded by you."

The Nochenta star system did not pursue him, which meant that the upper echelons of the federation did not disclose his information to ordinary soldiers.

So if the flying civilization could get this news, it must have come from someone in the conference room at that time.

Before he was taken away, J felt a force acting on him. After waiting for a moment, he felt the force disappear.

But through his own changes, he knew that this was not caused by acceleration, but because he became smaller.

The other party did not deny it.

"The decline of human civilization is a foregone conclusion. It is better to join our flying civilization earlier. Maybe the king can accept you as one of us."

It went to great lengths to recruit and had no intention of killing.

At this moment, J is a prisoner. He knows that he has no way to resist. This is not the Federation, and the flying civilization will kill him.

But he won't agree now. He can try his best to get benefits for himself.

J had a desire to seek refuge.

However, his eyes saw the wings of the Qiluo clan.

"Who is the white Qiluo tribe I saw in the Death Omen Starfield?"

The other party answered readily.

"He is the king's attendant, the most noble person under the king."

A battleship!

J sneered in his heart.

However, from this incident, combined with the flying civilization's recruitment of him, and the information received from the parliament, he had a bold guess in his mind.

"Flying civilization shouldn't be a civilization in the first place."

"You originally had three kings, and these three kings came from different races?"

The other party was sure that J would either die or surrender here, so he did not lie.

"Indeed."

"We have studied the history of human civilization. In fact, all the people in human civilization now come from the original Olive Branch civilization."

"We are the integration of many races. You are one race that has changed into many races, but they are collectively called humans."

It took J to a bright room.

Whether it is human civilization or flying civilization, the warship is very bright, everything is clearly visible, and even many places are white.

However, the white of flying civilization is different from that of human civilization. In J's eyes, this room is colorful.

"As the key to cooperation, we need information about the weapons you use in the Death Star Region."

The other party came straight to the point without any twists and turns.

J looked around and felt that the light made him feel a little nauseous.

This is not only a problem of light, but also a problem with his current body.

His current body is so weak that he can't even lift a small stone of 1 ton.

However, the gravity inside this warship has reached more than 20G.

"Before discussing cooperation, should I take out the thing in my body first?"

The other party was unmoved.

J knew that the other party was on guard against him.

After all, he had already demonstrated his individual strength in the Death Star Region.

"Your worries are completely unnecessary."

"Most of the things in my body have been taken away."

"The Federation will not let me leave with my whole body. They will take back everything I got in the Federation."

"Including some of the information you want."

J felt that the other party had signs of taking action, and he continued.

"But I still remember the two most critical weapons."

"For example, the weapon that killed millions of your warships, and the last thing I left behind."

"I don't know if you have solved it."

J glanced at the other party. Although racial segregation did not know the other party's expression, J could guess one or two from the other party's state.

It was obvious that the other party had not solved the things he left behind.

After all, it was the power of "God".

In the final analysis, it was one of the most powerful technological weapons of the Federation.

It is normal that the flying civilization could not solve it.

If that thing could be easily solved by the flying civilization, then this war would not exist at all. The flying civilization has already destroyed human civilization like crushing insects.

In this way, the information discussed before is still not valid.

Flying civilization has not reached level 2.8, and is not even considered strong in level 2.7.

Or perhaps it is because of different technical directions.

"These two are important information."

"Although I left the Federation, the encrypted files inside my body have not been deleted, and it is impossible to read my memory."

"If you want to get these, you must also show your sincerity."

The Qiluo tribe stared at him for a long time, as if contacting someone.

After getting the answer, it spoke.

"Okay, what do you want?"

J did not pretend to be polite, he asked for a big ask.

"Title, territory, army."

"At the same time, I want to be in the rear."

In fact, it is power and security.

Nothing to blame.

The other party stared at him for a long time again, but this time it was not to contact anyone, it rejected J's request.

"Impossible."

"But I can give you a pre-task, after completing this task, your conditions can be met."

Another task.

J hates tasks the most.

But he can't refuse.

"What mission?"

"Make military achievements and destroy at least 1 million warships of the Federation."

This is almost an impossible mission for ordinary people or even ordinary generals, whether from the Federation or the flying civilization.

If it was before, J would have agreed immediately.

But now he has lost some memories.

"No, I am no longer the same person as before. 100,000 warships at most. 1 million warships are too many."

Bargaining, but J always limited it to 100,000 warships and refused to change his mind.

The other party was more eager to get these things, but the Qiluo tribe still kept him hanging for a few years before finally agreeing to him.

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