CHAPTER 1517: CHAPTER 30: A DISTANT LETTER_2

Sigh...

Despite being an exceptionally talented Songstress, Luo Fenghua wasn’t adept or knowledgeable in projects involving technological iteration and pioneering efforts. The only thing she could do now was to gather trustworthy and capable research personnel, invest resources into various explorations, and try to develop their unique technological projects.

After a long discussion without any significant results, Luo Fenghua had no choice but to arrange it this way.

"Increase the investment in those laboratories and research institutes; let’s hope for a breakthrough soon."

"Yes," the crowd responded, then dispersed one by one.

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Eastern Star Region, Feikelo Star Domain, ’Fei Huan’ γ residential star.

"Madam Shui Yanqing." In the brightly lit corridor, a member in a white research outfit hurried out, stopping the blue-haired Songstress walking by.

"Hmm, is there something you need?" Today, she was wearing a school-style top and plaid skirt, with a white coat over it.

"It’s like this." The short-haired young man walked over to her, glanced at the pink-eyed blue-haired Songstress, and then lowered his head to reply.

"We’ve received a special email; it greeted us and expressed its intention of wanting to contact us."

"Email and greeting, are you sure it’s not a prank?" Shui Yanqing’s head tilted slightly, carrying a touch of girlish curiosity.

"Probably not, as they included a molecular formula in the email, which is precisely the technical bottleneck we’re currently stuck on. This molecular formula conveniently solves the problem."

"So, the other party has completely mapped out our confidential research progress and provided a guided answer." Shui Yanqing’s fingers were clasped behind her back as she analytically spoke.

"That’s right, this surprised many of the colleagues in the lab and made some of them anxious as well."

"Have you communicated with the security department?"

"Not yet, as we feel the level of expertise the other party demonstrated is beyond what our current security department could handle."

"I see..." Shui Yanqing paused for a moment.

"First, take me to see that email."

"Yes."

About ten minutes later, Shui Yanqing was sitting in the lab surrounded by a group of experts, opening the email to start reading the text and information within it.

"Judging by this, the other party doesn’t seem to belong to the main factions of the Federation?" An expert adjusted his glasses and evaluated.

"Why do you say that?" someone curiously asked.

"Because the choice of words for the technology they display and the implementation path is distinctively ’unique’ compared to the current mainstream theories in the Federation," the expert emphasized the word.

"It’s like a villager from a remote wilderness using his whimsical thoughts to solve the problem of nuclear fusion — strange and esoteric, yet effective in the end," another expert commented.

"The molecular formula demonstrated by the other party yields an unexpectedly excellent result, but some of the steps in the process are inefficient and cumbersome. Current high-rank researchers in the Federation would easily spot areas for optimization."

"So, it’s likely that the other party isn’t a true researcher but perhaps stumbled upon a set of lost technical data from the past, or maybe it originates from a place with minimal exchange with the Federation’s mainstream, therefore unaware of our mainstream scientific ideas and situations," someone analyzed.

"The former is possible, but it’s puzzling why they’d happen to provide exactly the part we were missing. If it’s luck, it’s excessively convenient, and there’s also the question of how they sent the email without leaving any trace."

"As for the latter, if true, then it’s astonishing, implying there is a technical group outside of the independent Federation, whose technology, although behind in certain areas, is significantly ahead of us in others."

"Could it be the Sigma Mechanical Council or Holy White Melody?" someone thought of these two non-Federation countries first.

"Unlikely. The Sigma Mechanical Council hasn’t made much advancement in biological technology since they don’t need it much. As for the Holy White Melody, they focus on the realm of mental consciousness and rarely involve themselves with biological genetics."

"Moreover, these two occasionally send academic groups for exchanges with us, not making low-rank errors like what’s in this data."

"Then..." Upon these words, everyone fell into a pause.

Sitting in the middle of the group, Shui Yanqing kept scrolling down the email until reaching the last line of words.

’... looking forward to forming a friendship with like-minded lifeforms.’

Lifeforms, Shui Yanqing silently recited this word.

Generally, if it were from factions and organizations within the Federation, they wouldn’t use such a detached term, as if they are hinting that as long as it is life, it suffices, not insisting it has to be ’human’.

Organizations outside the realm of humanity even sent emails to their research institute, thoughts whirling in Shui Yanqing’s mind.

Could it be ’them’? A vague sense stirred in her heart, only to be quickly hidden and calmed.

"Does the email convey a way of keeping in touch?"

"Not specifically, perhaps we’ll have to wait for the next email to find out."

"In that case, let’s directly make use of the gifted molecular formula and start tackling the challenges. Additionally, add words of gratitude at the end of the email and inquire about the other party’s needs."

"Yes, Ms. Shui Yanqing."

With the previously troubling issue resolved, the project’s progress noticeably sped up in the subsequent weeks, and the second letter was received at this time.

"Another email from the other side has arrived, Madam Shui Yanqing," a research institute member eagerly reported.

"Speak."

"The other party praised us for using the gifted molecular formula and stated that our current research project’s direction needs to be adjusted, or continuing would be a waste of time too."

"Have the experts verified it?" Shui Yanqing inquired.

"They are in the process of verifying it."

"I’ll wait for your results then."

Three days later, results were released proving the email’s description; indeed, the current research direction led to a dead end without fulfilling expectations.

"Switch to the breakthrough direction suggested by the other party."

"Yes, Madam Shui Yanqing."

A month later, the experimental project achieved a stage progress.

"Congratulations, we’ve achieved another significant breakthrough in delaying human aging." At the banquet, everyone raised a glass in celebration.

"Thanks to Madam Shui Yanqing’s encouragement and support."

Soon after that, the third email arrived, with the sender again pointing out the solution to the next stage’s challenge and explaining the direction for breakthrough.

"Verify again, and if it fits, proceed according to the suggested direction."

"Yes."

...

Half a year later, the ninth email was transmitted, and by this time, the people in the research institute had grown accustomed to the other party’s guidance and eagerly opened it.

"The email congratulates us, saying we’ve finally taken the first step, but there’s still one problem left to solve before final success."

"What success, and what is the problem?" Their long-standing goal has been to develop a gene-altering and lifespan-stabilizing potion, so they’re not sure what the other party means by ultimate success.

"The email’s supplementary data presents a complete technical chain of nearly perfect hibernation repair technology."

"With this technology, even if hibernating for thousands of years, it can ensure that the organism’s genes don’t collapse, as it would constantly repair damaged genes, maintaining them in a complete and stable state, effectively preventing the onset of cancer."

"If coupled with the previous gene-altering and life-extending technology, it can extend ordinary human life for thousands of years. This..." The technician hesitated, almost disbelieving.

"So, they have progressed this far, haven’t they..." Shui Yanqing softly murmured.

"Have you guessed who the other party is, Madam Shui Yanqing?" The curious members within the institute asked.

"I suppose so, but it should be them, as only they would come seeking me." Shui Yanqing’s eyelashes fluttered, perhaps stirred with many emotions.

"They should be the remnants of the Fifth Epoch, the newborn races independent from beneath the Black Sun, the old human factions undergoing genetic modifications."

"Now, most of them have left the Milky Way and ventured into the abyss-like remote depths of the universe, and the official Federation term for them is

—— Deep Sea Alliance."