The Last Commander of the Red Alert

Having captured the caterpillar, Su Chen discovered that the space seemed to have shrunk in an instant by countless magnitudes, reduced to the size of a single large city.

From a distance, he could see a city filled with futuristic, science fiction elements materialize before his eyes, yet this city lay silent and devoid of life.

Hovering mid-air, the group surveyed the city below. They could not sense the presence of a single living soul, just like the original space they had encountered; not one survivor of the Qiluo Civilization could be felt.

It could be said that Yuan Yizhong's survival was truly a stroke of luck.

"This place should be like the one I was in, a research institute," Yuan Yizhong said with a puzzled expression. "However, I have never heard of a research institute existing here."

When the Qiluo Civilization was at the pinnacle of its rise, the locations of all their research institutes were made public. They were confident in their strength, a trait that ultimately led to their downfall. Every institute marked by a star was found and had its inhabitants eradicated.

Spaces created like this one often go unnoticed by ordinary people, but Large Galaxy-level Powerhouses, or even Constellation-level Powerhouses, would definitely be able to discover them.

Thus, the emergence of a research institute unknown even to Yuan Yizhong was indeed strange.

"That's quite normal, after all, it's a large civilization. It would be more surprising if they hadn't left some sort of contingency plan," Les laughed.

The annihilation of the Qiluo Civilization was partly due to their rapid rise and insufficient foundation, leaving many contingencies unestablished. On the other hand, they lacked the power to protect themselves.

Had the Qiluo Civilization possessed a strength not inferior to that of the Protoss, would the human high command dare to touch them so casually?

In the universe, weakness is the original sin!

Yuan Yizhong nodded, "That's a possibility. I wonder what the main focus of this research institute is."

Even among research institutes, there are different specializations. For example, Yuan Yizhong's institute specialized in genetic technology.

They had fast-forwarded the evolution of the creatures on Yan Yun Star through genetic technology, precipitating the emergence of a new universal species, the Ghost Clan!

It is said that without their interference, it would have been many years before the Ghost Clan could emerge on Yan Yun Star, if at all.

The group landed directly in the city. There were no bustling streets, no cacophony of noise—just an eerie silence.

"Right, if this space no longer harbors any survivors of the Qiluo Civilization, why haven't the animals entered here? It appears completely unchanged," Su Chen casually remarked.

Indeed, the city looked as though it had just been built, brand-new everywhere one looked, showing no signs of the passage of countless years.

A city like this, if not regularly maintained, would start to encounter various problems after a while. Over time, the entire city would gradually fade away with the passage of time.

Nothing can withstand the ravages of time.

It had been countless years since the fall of the Qiluo Civilization, yet this place showed no signs of aging, which was very odd indeed.

Ju Ling promptly summoned her sniper rifle, ready to protect the Commander at a moment's notice. The Commander's words had put her on high alert.

Les used the Eyes of the Reaper to scan the surroundings, but he detected nothing. Yet, he felt an internal puzzle; the city was suspiciously tidy.

"The fact that my institute was maintained for so long is all thanks to Taru. So, what's the situation here?" murmured Yuan Yizhong, his voice not loud, but effortlessly reaching the ears of his companions.

At that moment, Leng Yuwei pointed in a certain direction, seemingly having discovered something.

"There's something odd over there."

"Let's go check it out."

In just a few seconds, the group appeared in a clearing that resembled a park, filled with lush flowers and grass, and featuring a pavilion in its midst.

However, the scene before Su Chen stirred a sense of familiarity; he felt as though he had seen it somewhere before.

After pondering for a moment, he was struck by a startling realization. He remembered this was the exact scene where he encountered the individual who claimed to be the last survivor of the Qiluo Civilization. It was from that person that Su Chen learned the truth behind the destruction of the Qiluo Civilization, as well as their intent to take over his body, a plan thwarted by the System.

But how could such a similar scene appear here? Could it be that the scene he witnessed before was actually rooted in this very place?

Les walked at the forefront, but he hadn't gone far before he was blocked by an invisible force.

"Nothing can stop me, Death Reaper Les!"

Les declared arrogantly, his scythe slashing down as he continued forward, only to collide with the barrier again.

The atmosphere turned awkward at once. Les touched his reddened nose, his eyes suddenly sharp with intensity.

"Boss, Old Yuan, hold onto this for me. I'm going to use all my strength."

Les was furious, and the consequences would be grave. He handed off a caterpillar to Yuan Yizhong, as a sinister aura burst forth from his scythe, spreading to envelop his entire being. In that moment, he became the embodiment of the Grim Reaper.

"Slash!"

With a roar of rage, Les's scythe seemed to tear through the fabric of space, striking fiercely at what lay before him.

It seemed the same as before, with no apparent change. Confident this time, Les strode forward.

This time, the invisible barrier seemed to react, emitting a blinding light that repelled Les with such force that he was sent flying backward.

"What the hell is this thing? My full-force strike couldn't break through?" Les spat out blood, his eyes wide with shock as he stared ahead.

At that moment, the invisible barrier became visible, revealing itself to be a kind of spatial power.

What was this? The space here was a creation within a creation, a complexity far beyond the simplicity of one plus one—a geometric escalation in difficulty.

Destruction is easy; creation is hard.

If it were just about breaking a created space, Les wouldn't have a problem, but to craft an Inner Space within it was beyond his capabilities.

This wasn't a matter of brute strength; it required specialized abilities and techniques.

Yuan Yizhong stepped forward, gently caressing the spatial barrier, "To think it's the technology of Inner Space. Our civilization had already mastered this technology in the past, a pity I wasn't involved in that experiment."

With a brief explanation, Su Chen began to understand the nature of this Inner Space.

"How can we enter this Inner Space?"

"I don't know. According to the original theory of Inner Space, to enter, one must have the permission of the person who created it. Otherwise, no one else can get in. Even if someone tried to force their way in, everything inside would self-destruct." (To be continued)

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