Guel League.

Outside a remote administrative star, Feinan floated quietly above a transport ship, maintaining optical stealth, and quietly approached the commercial spaceport outside the administrative star.

There is nothing special about the transport ship. It is quietly waiting for immigration inspection.

It is the cover used by Feinan and the 'bridge' to invade the local network.

The spy drone has been successfully released, and Lu is searching and locating the No. 3 Forerunner through the network connection between the transport ship and the administrative star.

In the bridge, Yang Luo picked up the coffee and sipped it carefully, waiting for Lu to bring back the information.

"How's Ritsu?"

The examiner's greeting came from the black box suspended on the left side of Yang Luo.

Yang Luo smiled and said: "A great thinking body, and she is also my most important partner. I am reminding myself not to rely too much on her. However, if it were not for her help, I might just be struggling in an army now."

As a low-level officer, he still has to worry about physical examinations, genetic stabilizing fluids, and other annoying issues."

The examiner appears above the black box.

He put on a robe. Although his long hands, long legs and long neck looked a bit weird, it didn't reach the uncanny valley effect yet.

The examiner smiled and said: "I just thought about it and found that you are actually the most special candidate I have ever received so far."

"Huh?" Yang Luo was a little confused, "Is it because of Faya's game?"

"Oh, no," the examiner said slowly, "To be honest, Faya's game has been played so many times, and every time they have this cemetery in their database. The Faya civilization respects us and hopes that

We can help them cultivate civilization. Some forerunners have come to search for it, but most of them are unable to communicate with us."

Yang Luo smiled and said: "I am also very concerned about this issue. How can I resonate with you?" ""

"I also want to answer your question," the examiner smiled, "but unfortunately, I can't. This is part of the assessment."

"It can't be because of love and justice."

"Of course it's impossible," the examiner laughed loudly, "Individual emotions and tendencies have nothing to do with the development of civilization itself."

Yang Luodao: "Civilization is also composed of individuals, and we must respect these."

The assessor nodded with a smile and asked again: "Now that you have the advantage, what do you want to do with Forerunner No. 3? She is also the hope of civilization behind her."

"I will treat her as a competitor and potential collaborator."

"Oh?" the examiner asked, "Don't you want to kill her to reduce the competitiveness of the other civilization?"

Yang Luo shrugged: "I don't believe that the Faya civilization will miss such an obvious bug. I have experienced the games they make. Moreover, even if I kill this forerunner, what effect will it have? She may be killed at any time.

After resurrecting, the Faya civilization can easily change to a forerunner and possibly punish me."

The assessor nodded slightly: "It is indeed possible, tell me what you think."

"Is this also part of the assessment?"

"No, it doesn't count. This is just an old man chatting with you."

"I've thought about it a lot on the way here."

Yang put down the coffee, squinted and smiled:

"At this stage, three low-level civilizations have appeared. There is a high probability that more than three low-level civilizations will participate in this re-examination. If there are five civilizations together and two are eliminated in the end, the result will be much crueler than three out of one."

"That's right," the examiner said, "You want to form an alliance with them?"

"Yes," Yang Luo said, "In the game, large organizations will have allies. My civilization is too weak. Although it has a large population, it is scattered. Because the development level of civilization is limited, there is no global binding force.

International organizations."

The assessor smiled and said: "From your description, the future is full of disadvantages."

"The greatest help I can think of to my home planet is to recruit one or two allies."

Yang Luo laughed and said: "It's best to compete and cooperate at the same time. It's best to advance in both directions."

The assessor thought carefully and said slowly: "I want to remind you one thing. This is information that the ranger missed and it was just shared with me."

"What?"

"According to usual practice, low-level civilizations that pass the first assessment will receive resources and training from the Faya civilization."

"Refer to today's New Federation. It was developed from a low-level civilization thousands of years ago and passed the first assessment."

"Of course, your home planet no longer has this opportunity."

"In the second assessment, ranking is very important. Ranking first and third will have completely different situations."

Yang Luo frowned and said, "You mean, not only do we have to avoid elimination from the bottom place, but we also have to strive for first and second place?"

"Preferably, if you want the humans on your home planet to gain more advantages."

"No, no, no," Yang Luo shook his head, "This may be too difficult for me. Survival first is more important than anything else. We all have to work hard within our capabilities. My goal is to fight for a guarantee."

The assessor smiled and asked: "Then what do you think of the low-level civilizations that failed in the competition? Don't you think that the three surviving civilizations have completed the murder of the other two civilizations?"

"Your question actually ignores the real murderer."

Yang Luo said slowly:

"It is the Faya civilization that makes the rules. We lower-level civilizations are the targets of bullying."

"Oh," the examiner asked, "don't you have any gratitude towards the Fayasi civilization?"

"Thank you for destroying my home planet? Thank you for destroying my originally stable and normal life? Thank you for arranging me to be poor Hanton, who almost had my head cut off by the humanoid ancient god?"

Yang Luo shrugged:

"At best, I have no hatred for them. I understand low-level civilization competition as a way to maintain the competitiveness of the human species in a limited universe, but I can't really say that I am grateful."

The examiner nodded.

Law's projection appeared aside, and he immediately stopped talking and returned to his black box.

The assessor thought carefully and found several options in the dense form. After thinking carefully, he put two check marks and a question mark.

So far so good.

This little guy has a lot more personality than he thought.

"Boss, the location of Forerunner No. 3 has been locked."

Lu's voice accompanied by the surveillance picture on the projection screen made Yang Luo quickly adjust his state and devote himself to the current problem.

He was just wondering if the examiner had already started to examine him.

The questions asked by the examiner are very targeted.

In the picture, the young woman with a tired face appeared again. She was walking on a somewhat dirty street. From time to time, her feet crossed the shadow of the suspended car projected by the transparent driveway above. She was walking towards the low-rise residential area ahead with a heavy heart.

Yang Luo looked at Lu.

"Are you sure it's her?"

"Yes, boss," Lu explained, "She has been targeted by Forerunner No. 2. I detected that someone is already on the way here."

Yang Luo leaned on the seat and stared at the young woman below.

Is it normal for the Forerunners to do so poorly?

Or is she just a puppet being pushed out?

"Boss, do you want to make a plan to approach her?"

"No need for the moment," Yang said, "Let's see what measures the Forerunner No. 2 takes first. We don't know what the consequences will be if the Forerunner fights against the Forerunner. We will use a conservative strategy now."

He paused for a moment and then smiled:

"Compared with this woman, I am more interested in the identity of the No. 2 Forerunner hiding in Minter City."

"He has formed his own force."

"Yes, boss," Lu said with a smile, "Maybe each forerunner was given different opportunities by the Faaya civilization. For example, you were sent to a genetically modified ship."

Yang Luo smiled noncommittally and closed his eyes in concentration.

"I'll take a rest. This trip has been hard on me."

"Okay boss," Lu smiled, "You have a good rest."

The crawler robot on the side brought pillows and blankets and spread them clumsily on the sofa.

Yang Luo suddenly felt like something was missing around him. He lay on the sofa and thought for a few seconds before he remembered that a crew member had been thrown beside Hera.

Compared to these robots, 026 is naturally more eye-catching.

'Miss Hera, don't you need to rest?'

026 stepped on his feet, stretched his body, raised his head hard, and barely saw the scene of the Hera experimental cabin through a narrow glass.

A dozen robots in white coats were busy with their heads down. Hera sat behind the experimental table, frowning at the series of data in front of her, analyzing something carefully.

There were several jars placed in the corner, containing several Zerg samples with their limbs removed.

026 jumped twice.
To be continued...