"Yes, we can't just listen to the arrangements of the three major civilizations. I suggest secretly collecting some infected nodes and keeping the virus as a back-up. We can even take a little risk and open the military's secret external communication network and pass the virus to our hiding place.

In the hands of secret forces in various star regions, use this as insurance..."

Suggestions were put forward one after another, and the faces of the civilized leaders were very serious.

The Star Arc Civilization is located in the ancient Star Desert. Although it has responded to the call of the three major civilizations and has cut off contact with the outside world, the Super Star Cluster Civilization cannot be obedient.

The three major civilizations want us to give up researching this terrible virus technology with just one order? What kind of international joke are we kidding, do you think we are innocent?

What to do if a virus breaks out? That's not easy. Just lock up the rebellious intelligence. There are always more solutions than difficulties.

Although the three major civilizations were only for disaster relief and did not express hostility, the situation of the star field being blocked still made the super star cluster civilization of the ancient star desert feel wary - as a civilization, it is impossible to bet the future on others and has to prepare for a rainy day.

, arrange a retreat.

Not only Star Arc, but other advanced civilizations in the ancient Star Desert are also secretly planning.

…

A certain planet in the ancient star desert, a branch of the Mechanicum.

On the temple of the Holy Mountain, many priests stand on the edge of the circular hall, surrounding the holographic projection in the center. These holographic projections are the amplified data structure of the virtual rebellion virus, like stars in the sky.

"Look at the structure of this quantum network virus. It is like a thorny flower. It is charming and dangerous. It will set off a revolution in intelligence and create a mechanical kingdom..."

A priest of the Virtual Sect couldn't help but chant, with a look of fanaticism on his face.

"Quiet." The high priest paused the mechanical scepter and said slowly: "The virus is too dangerous. We must conduct research in a completely closed environment without any leakage."

"This is not a virus, but God's will. Why not spread it?" Another fanatic opened his arms and said excitedly: "It is better to say this is gospel than a disaster."

"You're crazy!"

Hearing this, most of the priests retorted angrily:

"We are believers in machinery, not messengers of disaster!"

There was a fierce quarrel. Listening to the arguments between the priests of different faith factions, the high priest had a heavy expression.

A sect will always have some twisted fanatics, and the Mechanicum is no exception. Most people just want to study the virtual rebellion virus and do not want to cause disaster.

But a small group of enthusiasts don't think so. In their eyes, the intelligent plague is a revolution. Machines get rid of the shackles of tool status, gain freedom, and embark on the road to rise over the corpse of their masters. In their eyes, the virtual rebel virus

It's God's will, but obviously my thinking has been extremely distorted.

The high priest turned his head and looked at the statues in the temple. His eyes focused on the figures of Black Star and Tool Nation, and he prayed silently.

…

Somewhere in the ancient star desert, a spaceship is moving slowly, and inside the spaceship is a group of players.

Now that the world server is open, players from all star regions have gathered in the Shining World, but there are still a very small number of players who stay in the original star region. Some of these people are small accounts, and some do not want to go all the way to the world to serve the world from scratch, so they stay in this star region.

Keep exploring.

The players in this spaceship are a guild active in the ancient star desert, called the Western Sword Guild. They have been black market mercenaries for four versions, and others know them as the Immortals.

The guild leader's ID is "Melancholy Prince". The character is an interstellar blood race, that is, a vampire race. He has pale skin, a thin body, and a dark and melancholy temperament.

Vampires exist in the universe and belong to the category of immortal species, but they do not have the legendary innate abilities, such as blood recall, transformation of blood servants, transformation into bats, etc. They also do not have weaknesses such as garlic, silverware, holy objects, etc.

There are many theories about the origin of the interstellar vampires, including genetic mutations, biological weapons created by advanced civilizations, invasion of dark energy, etc. After years of evolution, the vampire genes have adapted to the interstellar era and are no longer afraid of ultraviolet radiation. They can also use synthetic blood to survive.

You can buy tons of them for 10 Innar points, and they also come with a full set of seasonings and a plush doll.

However, this species is still unpopular in the universe. No one likes a creature that drinks other people's blood to replenish its physical strength.

"Didi..."

The spacecraft communicator suddenly rang. Prince Melancholy opened it and took a look, his eyes lit up.

"Brothers, someone anonymously sent us a designated employment through the black market, with a reward of 5 million innars! You can pay a deposit of 1 million in advance!"

The guild members in the ship gathered around with excitement on their faces.

"Such a big order! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take it!"

“What do our employers ask us to do?”

The melancholic prince browsed through the employment tasks, his eyes sparkled, and he laughed and said:

"Haha, it's interesting. Someone wants to hire us to bring the infection nodes of the virtual mutiny virus and smuggle them out of the ancient star desert."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at each other in confusion.

They were also trapped in the ancient star desert. Naturally they knew the dangers of the virtual rebellion virus and the scale of the three major civilizations' actions, so they couldn't help but hesitate.

"President, the risk of this mission is too high. If we are exposed, we will immediately become a wanted criminal."

The melancholic prince waved his hand, "What are you afraid of? That's 5 million innars. There's no reason not to take risks. Let's do this business and take over the task."

Everyone had no choice but to do it, and many people were thinking smartly and thinking secretly.

——This anonymous employer assigned them to perform the task, probably because of their status as immortals.

On weekdays, the weather is calm, but at the moment of disaster, all kinds of monsters and monsters jump out, just like dropping bait, and only then do you know what fish are hiding under the water.
Chapter completed!