Lin Xiaohe rushed to Helios in a frantic hurry.
The moment she arrived, she confirmed that the Dead Hand system was definitely on this planet.
Because this supposedly barren world was erupting with blinding light.
A colossal energy-siphoning pillar plunged into the star.
Violent stellar material, like torrents of blood, was being sucked into the planet’s core, causing the star to visibly wither and swell at an alarming rate.
The surface of Helios quaked violently. Mountain ranges groaned under the strain of energy overload, emitting deep, rumbling cries.
An unprecedented, searing white light converged above the equator, tearing through the ice plains and the sky. Its energy intensity was so immense that even Lin Xiaohe felt a shudder run through her.
She tried again and again to enter the planet’s atmosphere, but each time she was pushed back by the overwhelming energy.
Her gaze darkened. She focused her mind and entered the sacred domain of the Stardust Humans.
In the fourth dimension, a tiny red beetle—surrounded by over a thousand small, multi-colored spirit spheres—slowly took its very first step in that dimension.
One step down sent ripples through thick, dark energy matter.
In an instant, Lin Xiaohe felt dizzy and disoriented.
It was the discomfort of being slammed by energy backlash.
Gritting her teeth, she pressed on toward a sphere even larger than the red beetle itself.
The sphere was silver-white, brimming with a technological feel. Green patterns flowed across its surface, resembling some kind of runic script.
It hovered there in silence, as if it had stood still for tens of thousands of years.
Lin Xiaohe hesitated for a moment, then finally extended her antennae toward the sphere.
Zzzz!
The world spun. All five senses vanished.
It felt like she was reliving her transmigration experience—her mind a complete blank.
“Hey, Designation 741, hurry up. The team leader wants us to go receive the foreign guests.”
A cheerful male voice rang out beside her ear.
Lin Xiaohe blinked in a daze. Her hearing, sight, and smell returned one by one.
The boy in front of her was about 1.8 meters tall, with flaming red hair like a burning sun. He wore a tight-fitting silver-white uniform, and pinned to his left chest was a small nameplate reading: Designation 738.
Seeing that Designation 741 hadn’t moved, he smiled warmly, revealing dimples on both cheeks. “The teacher said you were introverted, and I wondered just how introverted you could be! Turns out the teacher wasn’t exaggerating at all. Haha, don’t be scared—your senior brother here will look out for you.”
Lin Xiaohe looked down at herself. She was wearing the same silver-white uniform, and her nameplate read: Designation 741.
She had a curse on the tip of her tongue, unsure whether to say it or not!
She had transmigrated again?!
At a moment like that—she transmigrated again?!
Wait, why did she keep transmigrating in the first place?! She wasn’t that fragile, was she?
“Oh no, we’re out of time. Designation 741, come with me.” The cheerful boy quickened his pace.
Lin Xiaohe didn’t want to follow, but her feet moved on their own.
To her horror, she realized she couldn’t control this body at all!
The two jogged out through the main gate. Towering ancient trees rose before them, their canopies layered like seas of clouds, sunlight filtering through gaps in the leaves and casting dappled, shifting patterns of light and shadow on the ground.
Lin Xiaohe took a gentle sniff and caught the scent of damp earth.
This…
This was pure, natural wilderness!
Definitely not the Federation anymore!
The cheerful boy nudged Lin Xiaohe lightly with his elbow and whispered, “Designation 741, don’t look so wide-eyed like you’ve never seen the world before. It’s embarrassing. When the foreign guests arrive, whatever you do, don’t stare at them like that!”
Lin Xiaohe muttered internally—she was the leader of the Starseed Party, for crying out loud. What hadn’t she seen? There was no way she’d be rude enough to stare at anyone!
But reality had other plans—and she ended up eating her words.
Holy mother! Plants had turned into spirits!
A giant green cabbage, taller than a five-story building, perched atop the canopy. A passageway slowly opened from its root base.
A group of oddly shaped “foreign guests” slid down through the passage.
The cheerful boy hurried forward and greeted them respectfully. “Welcome, envoys of Sui Star, for your guidance. If there’s anything you need from us, just say the word.”
Designation 741 hung her head and followed behind the cheerful boy.
In truth, Lin Xiaohe—trapped inside this body—took advantage of the fact that no one could see her and unapologetically sized up the envoys.
The tallest among them was over ten meters high. Looking up, all she could see were his two enormous nostrils.
The smallest wasn’t even as long as her thumb, drifting around in the air.
Suddenly, a large flower appeared right in front of Lin Xiaohe: “Hey there, little girl. I like the look of you. You’re allowed to touch my flower.”
Flowers were plants’ reproductive organs.
Inviting someone to touch them at first meeting—wasn’t that a bit inappropriate?
Lin Xiaohe’s hand itched to reach out, but Designation 741 hid behind the cheerful boy.
“Alright. We’re here to work—no fooling around.” The foreign guests parted to make way, and a humanoid creature, also about 1.8 meters tall, stepped forward.
His skin was translucent like glass, with vein-like luminous patterns visible beneath the surface. His hair was made of soft aerial root tendrils, their tips glowing with a faint blue light.
His eyes had no pupils—instead, they were made of two layered crystalline membranes. The upper layer reflected star charts, while the lower layer shimmered with the red hues of photosynthetic pigments.
His voice was crisp, like wind chimes, but carried authority.
At least, after he said that, the bizarre-looking envoys all transformed into humanoid forms.
Limbs, torso, head—that counted as humanoid.
Among all the foreign guests, he was the most striking. Lin Xiaohe couldn’t help but take a few extra glances.
But he noticed her sharp gaze and looked back with a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.
Lin Xiaohe had no interest in playing Designation 741 right now. Over in the Sixth Star Ring, an entire Ark full of people was waiting for her to save them—not to mention the hard-won foundation she’d built.
She really, really didn’t want to transmigrate again!
Just as she was racking her brain for a way to break free from this body, she heard the cheerful boy introducing things to the foreign guests.
“With the approval of the Council of Elders, we will construct planet-class weapons here. The projected construction period is fifteen years. Upon completion, the weapons will have a range of over 2,000 light-years, with a charge time of 15 solar days.”
The cheerful boy’s eyes sparkled with confidence. “The Grand Elder said that although human civilization has endured one mass extinction, we will absolutely survive the invasion of extraterrestrial civilizations! Not only because we have wills of steel, but also because we’ve made friends with a civilization like Sui!”
“You are the friendliest and most benevolent extraterrestrial civilization we’ve ever met!”
The leading man chuckled softly. “Although opinions within our civilization aren’t entirely unified, I personally support harmony and mutual assistance. The universe is vast and fraught with peril. No single civilization can endure alone. Humanity is like a newborn infant—I hope to be able to help you.”
The cheerful boy’s eyes brimmed with gratitude, his voice choked with emotion: “Meeting you all is truly our blessing. Our initial plan is to simultaneously build ten planet-class weapons, fully covering our territorial star sector…”
After that, they launched into topics that Lin Xiaohe couldn’t follow.
A suspicion began to form in her mind. Was she somehow attached to Designation 741, witnessing the construction of the Dead Hand system firsthand?!
Was this a transmigration—or was she trapped in an illusion, or a memory?
