And this time, Blue Lulu came to find Lin Zhen at night.
Besides confessing her feelings, she also wanted to team up with Lin Zhen in the group battle of the Academy tournament. However, she didn’t expect that Lin Zhen hadn’t signed up at all.
“Meow, I can’t betray the trust the teacher gave me by granting me this spot! But I also want to go on a honeymoon with Lin Yun outside meow! Is this the dilemma of not being able to have both fish and bear paws meow?!”
Blue Lulu, while crying and speaking nonsense, was forcefully dragged away by Derrick.
He knew Lin Zhen would be leaving soon and probably had things to deal with tonight, so he decided to sacrifice himself and let Blue Lulu scratch him a couple of times, rather than letting them start fighting again.
“Derrick is a real man.”
“Feels like these two could form a team.”
“Lin Zhen is really living the good life—in the battle camp, he has Lao Jiu and Lao Xi throwing themselves at him, and in the academy, the Lulu race princess chases after him to confess. I’m so jealous.”
“Don’t be jealous, he’s eating models.”
Watching the two leave bickering, Lin Zhen slightly smiled and turned to walk into the Alloy Building.
Although he would never accept Blue Lulu’s affection, having a lively cat as a friend was not a bad choice.
The alloy ground quickly split open, and Lin Zhen’s figure sank underground. This Alloy Building had no elevator or stairs; all movement up and down depended on his body energy.
And this was not only to train his abilities but also to protect the large quantum supercomputer located at the very bottom of the Alloy Building!
“Moved to the dormitory?”
“666, Lin Zhen is so rich now, even a supercomputer—a whole building, and you call that a dormitory?”
“After all, Imperial University of Science and Technology (jealous, biting handkerchief).”
Lin Zhen stopped in a dark, huge underground space. Dim blue light flickered slowly in the darkness, rhythmically illuminating the thick cables buried in the alloy floor.
He walked to the supercomputer’s console and pulled out a poker-card-sized dark gray card inserted there.
This “Tide Type III” quantum supercomputer was applied for by Lin Zhen in his freshman year, after the great success of the “Level 5 Bioalloy Process Restoration” project, under the pretext of a new project “Level 5 Bioalloy Process Improvement.”
Not only did the entire machine cost up to 2 million universal coins—as expensive as two Chatosis—but without purchase qualification, even money couldn’t buy it.
It was only because the Imperial University of Science and Technology itself was one of the birthplaces of quantum supercomputers that they could afford to equip trainees with them.
Of course, Lin Zhen wrote a dozen thousand words of handwritten application and ran his legs off to get this quantum supercomputer approved, so naturally it couldn’t just be for the project’s needs. His real purpose was actually…
“Elder Chacha.”
Lin Zhen inserted the card into his personal terminal and softly awakened this cyborg senior who had done him a great favor.
As his voice fell, the blue interface of his personal terminal was instantly dyed inch by inch into crimson red.
Chicha’s voice then rang out, noticeably more “human” than five years ago.
“What’s wrong? Something urgent that made you directly interrupt my memory recovery?”
“Elder Chacha, we… need to prepare to leave.”
“Leave?”
“Elder Chacha, I have news of Chatosi,” Lin Zhen said softly.
The true purpose of the quantum supercomputer was to let Elder Chacha independently attempt to restore his overwritten memory storage.
The memory storage technology of military cyborgs came from the Military Headquarters.
Although generally only the Military Headquarters had restoration technology, since it was the cyborg’s own memory storage, with an extremely high supply of computing power, it could still be restored using something akin to brute-force unlocking.
“Chatosi…”
Chicha’s virtual projection appeared—a cold, red-themed man fully covered in armor appeared before Lin Zhen. He raised his hand and waved. The information about Chatosi collected over the years from the internet was all projected in text and images.
【Chatosi, second-level star power user.
Supernatural power “Twist”: can twist objects his hands touch, including light and air.
Bounty: 1.12 million universal coins.
Danger level: Medium.
Record: Former vice captain of the third-level Star Bandit group “Black Shark Star Bandit Group,” surviving by plundering at TR241 and nearby star systems. After the captain “Black Shark” died, he turned to smuggling and trafficking contraband and people.】
“Even though Chatosi’s bloodline is only C-grade, the chance of breaking through to Grade 3 is very small, but after so many years of battle, his combat experience can’t be underestimated.”
“He probably has a bunch of accomplices. I don’t have a body and can’t help you. You’d better gather the others and go together,” Chicha said softly.
“Chat room then,” Lin Zhen nodded.
Although the entrance exam of the Imperial University of Science and Technology was quite difficult, given the abilities and qualities they cultivated during the three years of life-and-death training in the battle camp, except for Aili and Anvil, the others would have no problem passing the test.
The Saints’ Hand Society had been hunting them all along.
They had barely managed to temporarily evade their eyes and ears with Chicha’s help, but that was only for the first two years after escaping the Saints’ Hand Society.
If they all got into the same cosmic academy together, the target would be too big and too obvious.
Moreover, although the Imperial University of Science and Technology is among the ten great academies, it is not suitable for everyone except Lin Zhen, who has a pressing need to study technology.
For example, the Imperial Astral Academy focuses on stellar energy research; some later cosmic academies are actually more suitable for stellar energy users like Yun Che and Kaos who need fine control over stellar energy.
So after gathering and discussing for a while, they directly decided to disperse and scatter into the ten great academies.
This way, they could accelerate their own growth and also expand their information channels to the entire advanced academy circle. But precisely because of this, it became extremely difficult for them to contact each other in the past few years.
After all, although the Empire had conquered warp technology and solved the problem of spaceship travel speed, the difficult problem of information transmission speed had never been solved.
The entire Empire’s network seemed to connect all territories, but in reality, it was only barely united by countless star network domains.
No one knew if a galactic network repeater serving as a central hub might suddenly fail, causing message propagation to fail.
The slowness of the Empire’s message propagation could be seen from this—even a major event like the destruction of the Yelan Family’s main branch took a full fifteen months to spread within the Empire’s high-level circles.
For this reason, important messages now relied on manual delivery.
Have people directly take spaceships, warp from the edge of one star network domain to the neighboring star network domain for transmission, and then have others at the edge of that domain warp to the next star network domain.
And for these jobs that are quite reminiscent of Earth-era mail carriers, the interstellar era also has an apt name—Courier.
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