Colonial Suit

"Not the master?" Robbie repeated, puzzled. He didn't know what Blood Eye was thinking, but Alpha's power was obvious to all. If even it wasn't the master of the universe, then who was?

"The universe shouldn't have a master," Blood Eye continued, his gaze profound. "No matter how great a civilization, how powerful an individual, they are only a symbol within the scope of the universe. The universe was not created by humans. Therefore, no one can become its master. Not even Alpha."

"In the final analysis, Alpha, like us, is just a parasite dependent on the branches of the universe. It's just that this parasite is more powerful and more terrifying. It took the best position one step ahead and drove away the later parasites. As food, the universe is too limited, not enough for more parasites to thrive. So it can only do this, and it must do this."

"Food?" Robbie was a little stunned. Blood Eye's analogy was too superficial. It wasn't that he didn't understand, but he had never heard anyone compare the universe to food from the time he was sensible until today.

What a joke, did they take the universe as a big cake?

"That's the reality," Blood Eye said calmly, as if he knew what Robbie was thinking. "If the universe is vast, great, endless, and supreme to ordinary civilizations, have you ever thought about a super civilization that is powerful enough to ignore all rules? When everything in the universe is deciphered by this civilization, then the universe will no longer have any mystery. Its power has exceeded the scope that the universe can constrain. Then, for it, the universe is a place to obtain resources. A house to sleep in, or a big apple bitten full of holes."

"Food. There won't be a better analogy."

"..."

The wind gently swept across the earth, lifting Robbie's golden hair. A storm was raging in his heart.

Blood Eye used calm words and simple analogies to reveal the cruel side of the universe to him. This part involved Blood Eye's understanding and perception, which was already the most confidential part of a strong person, but Robbie still didn't feel happy, but instead felt cold all over.

As a universe warrior, Robbie hoped to know more secrets of the universe, but he didn't want to know such secrets.

Just food? The universe that carries them, nurtures them, accommodates them, and protects them is actually just a piece of food? This cruel conjecture made Robbie feel that the world was about to collapse. If it weren't for the willpower of a universe warrior supporting him, his cognitive world would probably have cracks at this moment.

This was already a very serious 'internal injury' for a universe warrior.

Fortunately, Robbie and Blood Eye had been adventuring for so long, and they were already used to accepting surprises. Although this conjecture was absurd, they could still endure it, but there was a burst of bitterness and chills in their chest, and the cognitive world shook slightly.

Robbie smiled bitterly to himself. He really couldn't be careless when adventuring with Blood Eye. Who knew when he would be unlucky. But he had to admit that Blood Eye's conjecture made a lot of sense. The clues he had obtained so far were all consistent with it. Even the fragmentary records of the Boca clan were subtly hinting in this direction.

However, this was not without its benefits. If it was true and integrated into Robbie's understanding, it would play a huge role in his next evolution, greatly increasing the depth of Robbie's cognition.

Isn't the evolution from a star to a black hole the process of the cognitive world replacing the real world?

The true face of the universe is the most precious sample.

Time passed little by little, and the fatigue of Blood Eye and the others gradually disappeared. In fact, they didn't lose much in the previous mission. Except for Blood Eye, the others were just slightly mentally ill. They would be fine after a rest.

During this process, they also transmitted the information to the Human Council. Although Lu, who was in charge of cracking and collecting the work, had died, and the quantum intelligent brain was also broken, fortunately Jules was also an expert in this field, and the quantum transmission gate was also in her hands, so this problem was easily solved. At the same time, they also waited for the Speaker's image.

In the light curtain, the Speaker looked like he was standing at the front end of the bridge of a mothership, directing something with his hand. Noticing Blood Eye's connection, he turned his head and said kindly.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Speaker... you..." Robbie was a little surprised. The Speaker's face was very tired, as if he had aged hundreds of years in a short period of time. The gray and defeated taste even gave people a feeling of running out of fuel.

But this shouldn't be... The lifespan of a universe warrior is long, especially for a powerful universe warrior, whose life can even be extended to thousands of years, and always maintain a peak state. It can be said that a universe warrior will not age, and once they age, it means they are heading towards death.

How old is the Speaker? At most, he is only a thousand or eight hundred years old, right?

"It's nothing, I just fought with some people and I'm a little tired," the Speaker said with a smile, seemingly knowing what Robbie was thinking. "I'm a little injured, but those guys are not doing well either. I guess they will have to go back to the graveyard to sleep for a while."

"Those guys?"

"It's that group of divine envoys. They signed some agreements with us, the kind that requires them to restrain themselves and not affect the balance of the universe. It's just that I took action to teach someone a lesson because of something before, so they came to my door," the Speaker sighed, his head of white hair fluttering slightly. "I can only talk to them and unify our opinions. It's okay now."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Robbie said quickly. Of course, he knew what the 'small matter' the Speaker was talking about was. The death of the 'rude' Bass of the Broken Light Seven Halls had caused an uproar within the human race. And according to a certain rumor, it seemed that Bass was also a relative of the Speaker.

Fortunately, after this period of time, the Speaker seemed to have let go and nodded to Robbie. "It doesn't matter, this is the destiny of the Montbatten family, we are already aware of it."

"As for you..." The Speaker pondered for a while, then suddenly said to Blood Eye. "It seems that you have gained a lot?"

"Yes," Blood Eye honestly admitted. "I encountered a little trouble while performing the mission, and I also communicated with him and unified our opinions. Now he has no objections."

These few words were similar to what the Speaker had just said, and they were equally domineering. The Speaker was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and laughed silently. Since Bass's death, it was the first time he had smiled.

In the silence, he suddenly asked, "Black hole?"

"I just touched a little bit of the edge," Blood Eye answered honestly. "I have some fear and dare not step in."

"Yes, everyone who is close to the edge will be like this. Some people stepped in and died, some people retreated and lived," the Speaker said with emotion. But his eyes flickered with a gratified look. "But I don't think you will retreat, will you?"

"I won't retreat," Blood Eye replied. He looked at the Speaker frankly. "I can't retreat, I don't dare to retreat."

"Stepping in may lead to death, but retreating will definitely lead to death."

"Then do you have anything you need to ask me?" the Speaker said.

"Yes," Blood Eye replied, then his face became solemn, and he asked word by word. "I just want to know, if I step in and pass, will it be very serious? Very conspicuous?"

"Yes, it will definitely be serious and conspicuous," the Speaker nodded, seemingly knowing what Blood Eye was asking, and said just as seriously.

"It's like a bright pearl. From then on, even if you are thrown into a pile of stones, you can no longer hide your light."