Chapter 142 I Have an Idea!

As soon as Hao Ren heard the data terminal, he knew that his bad luck had struck again—he didn't know if Vivian's bad luck had rubbed off on him, but he felt like he'd be letting everyone down if he went out without running into some kind of accident.

"What's the situation? What's the bad news?" Hao Ren steadied himself, deciding which size brick to use based on how sassy the data terminal was going to be.

But this time the data terminal wasn't joking: "The bad news is we can't open the World Gate here—it will cause spatial collapse and even endanger other space bubbles, with the possibility of void backflow."

Hao Ren was stunned: "Why?"

"Because this is the core area where two worlds collided. Rules from two different worlds once tore at the space here, making the mathematical order too fragile—it's like demolishing a load-bearing wall with a sledgehammer in a house that's already been damaged by an earthquake."

The data terminal's analogy was quite vivid, and Hao Ren understood immediately. He frowned: "So we can only open the World Gate outside?"

"That's the even worse news," the data terminal's voice sounded particularly irritating at this point. "In fact, the entire space bubble zone is not suitable for opening a World Gate—a World Gate is not like the Turtle Rock Platform's void engine. The latter is just a propulsion device. Although it also sends things from one world to another, its entire operation is self-sustaining and doesn't interfere with the outside world. But a World Gate is different. It's a 'building'. It's rooted here and will have a certain impact on the surrounding area, and even the smallest World Gate has dozens of times more power than a spaceship engine. In contrast, the entire space bubble zone is a dangerous building. The specific impact can be referenced in the 'incompatible mathematical rate of erosion equation' under the unified theory of information, that is..."

Hao Ren was stunned. He really hadn't expected this situation, but the data terminal's explanation was clear and logical, and it sounded very reasonable—anyway, Hao Ren felt that anything he couldn't understand immediately must be very reasonable. He blinked and turned to look at Izhaks, Vivian, and the others who were looking curious: "The data terminal just reported two pieces of bad news. Do you want to hear the bad one or the worse one first?"

Lili grinned, revealing her two sharp fangs: "Tell us the worse one first, so I'll have a sense of hope later."

"Uh... never mind, I'll tell you the bad news first, or it won't make sense logically," Hao Ren spread his hands and smiled wryly. "Opening the World Gate is probably going to be a problem..."

He explained the complex situation of the space bubble zone. Lili immediately said that since she couldn't understand it at all, it must be true. Hao Ren sadly realized that he actually had something in common with a husky, while Vivian frowned: "This situation is a bit unexpected... It seems like we didn't consider this at all at the beginning?"

"Of course, we didn't consider it," Hao Ren twitched his lips. "We just came to pick people up. Who would have thought that we would have to drag a three- or four-hundred-kilometer-long space fortress back? My portable space only recovers a range of five hundred meters each time. If it weren't for research needs, I could cut it into small pieces and transport it back in batches... but Old Wang's house would have to be demolished..."

"Shut up if you can't think of a solution," Vivian glared at Hao Ren before turning to look at Izhaks. "Big guy, what do you think?"

"Opening the World Gate outside the space bubble zone means we have to fly the Demon King's City and the entire spaceship wreckage through these space bubbles," Izhaks began to study the plan from a semi-scientific perspective. "First of all, the Demon King's City will inevitably be fiercely attacked after it appears. Secondly... how do we drag away such a large spaceship wreckage? Use the Turtle Rock Platform to tow it?"

"That's probably not feasible," Hao Ren shook his head. "The outside world has gravity. The Turtle Rock Platform's anti-gravity field can't spread hundreds of kilometers. It's just a personal business ship. It's okay to use it as a tugboat in space, but it's troublesome in a gravity environment."

"Another point is, how do we get a wreckage of hundreds of kilometers through those portals?" La Nina seemed to understand what everyone was discussing. She didn't delve into the World Gate and spaceship issues that she couldn't understand, but instead focused directly on a more practical situation. "The space bubbles are connected by natural teleportation channels. The largest of those teleportation channels is only a few hundred meters wide, which is like a needle eye for a behemoth of hundreds of kilometers."

Vivian thought for a while: "Can't we just use the Turtle Rock Platform's space teleportation to transport the wreckage directly to the border of the bubble zone?"

Hao Ren shook his head: "No, I had the data terminal record the data every time we passed through the teleportation gate. The connection rules between each bubble in the space bubble zone are very chaotic. Following the existing routes of those teleportation gates is the most stable way to leave the bubble zone. Teleporting rashly might throw us into all sorts of dangerous places."

Just as everyone was discussing this, the space next to the table suddenly flashed with a burst of blue light, and the data terminal "swooshed" out of it: "Hey, what La Nina said is a small problem. The Turtle Rock Platform can read the connection rules of those teleportation gates and then expand them into large channels. A few hundred kilometers is not a problem. But considering stability, this 'hyperlink expansion' must be carried out near those natural teleportation gates. We still have to deal with the possible interception problems in the middle."

Hao Ren was stunned: "Huh? My spaceship has this function too?"

The data terminal slammed hard on his forehead: "So what the hell have you been reading in the textbooks!"

Hao Ren grabbed the data terminal and knocked it on the table a couple of times to shut it up: "Okay, it looks like the teleportation gate problem has been solved. The rest is to have the Raven open a World Gate for us at the border of the space bubble zone, and then find a way to drag the entire Demon King's City and spaceship wreckage to the border... Old Wang, don't you have anti-gravity magic? How long would it take to cover the entire wreckage with an anti-gravity array?"

Izhaks shrugged: "Don't even think about it. It's like making an entire mountain range fly. We don't have that technology yet. Besides, even if it flies, it won't work—do you think the guards at the teleportation gates in various places will let us pass by so grandly? The Demon King's City's defense force can only protect itself, and your ship's firepower is not applicable. With just a few of us to deal with millions of troops, the best result would be a glorious death."

Hao Ren stroked his chin and pondered. He knew very well what he needed now: large-scale transportation equipment, not necessarily high-tech, but it must be able to transport a wreckage of hundreds of kilometers near the teleportation gate, and a escort force that can deal with all the armies in this world...

He thought of Kabala and 883. The Little Green Men and private armed merchant convoys could handle such a commission, but they all needed wages. The Fia Li Trade Union was even more so. It was said that those void merchants didn't even give face to the city management when they set up stalls in the God Realm, but...

A group of long-eared figures suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I have an idea!" Hao Ren clapped his hands. "I still have billions of lions under my command..."

Vivian quickly came over to touch Hao Ren's forehead with concern: "Is the pressure too much? Don't worry, we'll solve the problem together, don't put too much pressure on yourself..."

Hao Ren pulled Vivian's hand down with a wry smile: "I'm serious—I really have billions of lions, the Aerym Elven technology is not very high, but their fleet can walk sideways in this place! How many Izhaks-like perverts are there in this world combined?"

Izhaks' eyes lit up, then he looked worried: "Will the Goddess allow it? Doesn't this count as intervention in the war? It would be serious if the Aerym Elves fought with the locals here."

Hao Ren took out his work manual from his portable space with a grin: "The spaceship wreckage has been listed as a major research sample, and the inspector has the right to organize armed escort when transporting such materials. Those are not troops—they are just security guards! Don't forget that the Aerym Elves are nominally under my name, I'll just give them a private army certificate."

After saying that, Hao Ren waved his hand heroically: "Come, prepare a farewell drink for this general, and watch this general return home to bring back eight million armed security guards!"

Lili looked at Hao Ren in this state and finally muttered to herself: "...The landlord is so depraved... Awoo."

(Two important things to say, first, I'm going back to my hometown to live for a year and a half. I haven't been back for several years. These days I'll be busy packing things, packing luggage, squeezing trains, etc., and I hardly have time to code, but I should still be able to maintain one update a day, and I will resume two updates as soon as possible afterwards. Another thing is that there is a questionnaire in the bar about the physical book of Xiling. I hope everyone will participate. That's all.)