The King of Black Fog

Even with technology as advanced as that of the Divine Will Great Wall, without relying on the jump system, it's absolutely impossible to traverse three light years within half an hour.

If the destination is the main ship, that's a different story.

Once the tracking system is activated, catching up with a spaceship docked by the main ship is just a matter of time.

This is the arms race.

"But it needs time, half an hour—no, to be precise, twenty-five minutes is really pushing it." Tina simulated the results on her personal terminal.

"How much is really pushing it?" Li Changzhou asked.

"By the time it happens, we will see the glow of the other ship's thrusters."

Li Changzhou looked at the person in charge: "What long-range attack systems does this ship carry?"

The person in charge was debugging the tracking system.

The holographic screen was filled with darkness, and as the image zoomed in, a point of light appeared.

The image continued to zoom in, revealing the Divine Race transport ship that had stolen the incubation chambers from Sake Star.

When the tracking system of the Life Ring focused its gaze, all the external sensory systems of the transport ship instinctively bowed down like fish scales.

It's meaningless.

If the sensory systems are not activated, the transport ship cannot avoid dangers while navigating. This is unimportant; what matters is that without the sensory systems, it cannot dock with the main ship.

The fish scales opened, and the patiently waiting tracking system immediately latched onto one of the fish scales.

The powerful pulling force was like an angler in the air force finally catching a fish after a week's wait, causing the Life Ring spaceship to accelerate instantly!

Even the safety-prioritizing Life Ring spaceship produced tremendous gravity.

The person in charge then adjusted the gravity, temperature, and humidity of the incubation chamber and replied to the General's question:

"The purpose of this ship is survival. The ship is small and equipped with a jump system, with the remaining space completely filled by incubation chambers."

"Most of us sleep in bunk beds," the guard added.

She leaned against the wall, with her arms crossed, her legs appearing long, seemingly relaxed yet constantly on guard against the General's four companions.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Li Changzhou slightly tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers.

The armrest, capable of resisting high temperatures, extreme cold, and direct laser fire, indented under his fingertips like a pliable rubbery substance from an Alien Clan civilization.

Everyone waited for the General's command.

The knocking sound disappeared.

"Initiate the jump in twenty minutes, dock directly with their main ship, we'll be waiting for them up front."

The person in charge turned around, with her well-defined hips against the console, her tone very calm: "Approaching the enemy main ship rashly, without knowing their personnel configuration, do you know what the consequences could be?"

"Don't forget whose ship we're on now," Yao chuckled softly, "do you think we're still afraid of death?"

She looked at Li Changzhou: "There are still twenty-three minutes left, whether we complete the mission or not, this might be the last segment of time in our lives. Want to do something?"

The General smiled while standing up from his chair.

"I've forgotten, this is an incubation chamber."

The person in charge moved away from the console: "The infant blood here isn't enough to improve your 'Formula Ring', you are not allowed to touch them."

"No need to be excited, I just intend to take a tour." The General ordered his subordinates, "Stay here and make sure the spaceship's course doesn't change."

"Xia, you stay too." The person in charge said.

"Lan..."

"If they dare to kill me, it will be destroyed along with this spaceship. The so-called genius will become the joke of the entire race in the end."

Facing the threat, the General laughed: "If you're coming along, then come along, I'm short one guide anyway."

"I know how life is born, but having a Life Ring nearby can help me understand better." The Princess also laughed charmingly, expressing welcome.

The person in charge left the bridge with the General and the Princess.

The incubation chambers are generally referred to, but are meticulously divided into a gene vault, an embryo room, and an infant aquatic nurturing center.

The gene vault resembles a test tube warehouse, stacked in a honeycomb pattern, almost reaching the ceiling, controlled by intelligent machines for temperature and other conditions.

The gravity here is less than normal, and the three of them floated in mid-air, surrounded by tall walls of dense test tubes.

"How are the genes paired? Third rank with third rank, second rank with second rank, first rank with first rank?" the Princess asked.

"Each Life Ring spaceship follows a different cultivation route." The person in charge explained, "Matching high-level genes with high-level genes can consistently produce high-quality infants, which is not the case for my ship."

Extremely fine needles extended from the ceiling, extracting a portion of genes from two test tubes and then disappeared into the ceiling again.

"What is your method?" the General asked.

"Random," the person in charge replied, "The downside is instability, but the upside is that sometimes it can produce individuals like the General."

"One of me can resist an entire Alien Clan," said the General, glancing at the Princess, "except Yao."

The Princess covered her face with her hand, striking a shy pose—all three were fully armored, making it impossible to see each other's expressions.

"You should try surviving first," said the person in charge calmly.

They entered the embryo room.

The two fine needles reappeared here, synthesizing embryos from two sets of genes.

"Compared to the naturally incubated Alien Clan, embryos on the Life Ring can be adjusted in time to prevent premature death and physiological defects."

"Does this adjustment affect the emergence of geniuses?" Li Changzhou stared at the culture tanks.

It's hard to say; whether some physiologically defective geniuses became geniuses because of their defects is unclear.

These individuals might have had innate talent, unrelated to defects, but possessing talent does not equate to being a genius. Defects can affect one's mind and experiences, which is part of later education; true geniuses cannot be without these later factors.