CHAPTER 338: CHAPTER 209: THE GOAL IS TO SURVIVE_2

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"Is it finally time to go inside?" King Yu murmured to himself, then quickly ordered, "Show the footage, connect all images from the spaceship! Maintain contact with everyone above as long as the signal isn’t disrupted!"

As soon as he spoke, the already prepared footage instantly came through.

Even King Yu was feeling tense at this moment.

And those on the spaceship were even more so.

They also transmitted images of the outside, allowing everyone to see clearly as they slowly approached the massive planet.

The closer they got, the more directly they could feel the power of this planet.

"Atmosphere, temperature, humidity... everything perfectly suits the survival conditions of most carbon-based life forms. The Pope was right; this planet is indeed a spaceship, a ship designed for long-term survival and travel in the cosmos!" King Yu could discern much.

Finally, the footage reached inside the planet, swiftly passing through the thick layers of atmosphere, revealing the planet’s interior appearance to them.

No massive warships, weapons, not even any industrial production facilities as imagined.

There were only vast oceans, huge land masses, massive forests, and countless non-sentient beings.

This is a primitive ecological planet!

"Could we have been wrong?" King Yu frowned slightly, not shocked by what was before his eyes, but somewhat unable to comprehend.

Initially, they had guessed that the civilization lay within this planet.

But now, there seemed to be almost no trace of civilization.

What they could see was a perfect, primordial life planet.

"Let’s keep watching." the Pope whispered.

"Yes." King Yu didn’t say anything more.

Then they clearly saw all the Cosmic People’s spaceships arriving over the land.

And in the next moment.

Urgent intelligence arrived in the ears of King Yu and the others.

"Has contact been lost?" At this moment, King Yu could not even control the shock on his face.

"Yes, the communication channels still exist, the images still exist, but all the communicators stopped speaking simultaneously, some of whom were originally communicating, suddenly stopped talking." The communicator’s voice carried a trace of fear.

He was worried about the worst-case scenario.

"Switch to the interior footage of the spaceship." King Yu ordered.

The footage quickly switched to the interior of the initial Seed Spaceship.

And when they saw the situation inside, a tinge of chill crept into their hearts.

They saw everyone on the entire spacecraft, whether elderly or children, high-ranking or lowly, all uniformly stepping out of their quarters, expressionless, and marching towards a certain direction.

Then in the outside footage.

They could clearly see each Cosmic Person on every spaceship descending silently step by step, standing on the ground below, forming neat formations, more and more, like robots, unmovingly. The lineup of the Cosmic People "formation" grew larger!

King Yu and the Pope exchanged glances.

They could feel the chill and fear in each other’s hearts.

"Is this... Spiritual Energy?" King Yu’s voice was filled with unspeakable despair at this moment.

"Possibly..." the Pope was the same.

Due to the relics left by the Gods Civilization, the development of Primordial Energy Technology in the Cosmic Civilization had always been ahead of other technologies. They knew how to train their Primordial Energy and how to utilize it roughly.

But that was ultimately quite rudimentary.

They could not even imagine such a force that could silently and effortlessly control everyone!

What if the other party could control everyone in the entire Cosmic Civilization?

Although King Yu and the others had long been aware of the vast disparity, it was not until this moment that they fell into true despair.

"Your Majesty," the communicator’s voice came through, "the information platform is already in chaos, do you want to conduct control?"

"..." King Yu didn’t speak for a long time.

He just kept watching the current footage.

Nearly a billion Cosmic People, under such order, quickly all landed on the ground, and at the moment the spaceship took off, those Cosmic People, who were like machines, suddenly awoke.

"What happened?"

"Why are we here?"

"I, I felt like I couldn’t control my thoughts just now!"

"What exactly are they planning to do?"

"..."

Feisi was also among them, though unlike some, she wasn’t panicking but silently observing the sky above.

However, standing within the crowd like this, she was quickly noticed by others.

"Is that Songstress Feisi?"

"It’s really Feisi!"

"I didn’t expect to see Feisi in person!"

"..."

More and more people began to excitedly rush towards where Feisi was. Although everyone was in an incomprehensible situation, since no lives were lost, and no apparent danger was seen, Feisi, with her immense popularity, still attracted them.

But before Feisi could silently express concern, those in the crowded areas seemed to suddenly lose control.

They became expressionless, spread out, then regained consciousness, and thunder seemed to appear in the void, causing many to scream involuntarily.

"Order!" The word appeared in Feisi’s mind.

Here, all of them were under a kind of compulsory order!

And that was indeed the case.

Soon, everyone realized they couldn’t excessively make physical contact with other Cosmic People, couldn’t attack, couldn’t crowd, or they’d quickly lose consciousness and suffer punishment that appeared out of thin air - not just thunder, but also conscious suffering.

And this scene was unashamedly captured by some spaceships that hadn’t yet withdrawn and relayed to King Yu.

At this moment, King Yu finally understood.

"What they want is our people!"

The other side never damaged any spaceship nor killed anyone from start to finish.

They were targeting their population.

Maybe they intended to enslave them, perhaps for other reasons, but that was their goal.

For some reason, upon knowing their goal, King Yu was not angry but rather relieved.

Upon realizing this, King Yu himself felt deeply helpless.

"If it really is like this... that’s actually good." The Pope also said softly.

The scene of those people being directly controlled indeed stripped away their courage to resist. After all, even resistance wasn’t possible; what else could they do?

Watching their spaceships leave the Grotto Heaven, dispersing and heading towards the Cosmic People’s cities, King Yu suddenly made a decision.

"Your Excellency the Pope, I have a request." King Yu said.

"I will go." The Pope did not wait for King Yu to finish.

When King Yu spoke the word "request," the Pope already knew what King Yu wanted to say.

On that planet, a person with enough status to be obeyed by all was indeed needed.

As the biggest belief of the Cosmic People now, King Yu couldn’t just leave.

But the Pope could.

"Surviving... this is now our greatest goal." King Yu finally said.

Shen Shi, who had been monitoring them all the while, understood that the groundwork laid before had finally borne fruit.

From a mysterious and abrupt appearance to controlling the spaceship, to controlling people.

Step by step, they’ve suppressed all hope of the Cosmic Civilization.

Driven them to complete despair, to accept reality, where everything is centered on surviving to avoid violent conflict and death.

In such a situation.

Freedom wasn’t something that couldn’t be lost.

Of course, it doesn’t mean it’s mission accomplished just yet.