"No problem! No problem!" x77!

The on-duty, off-duty, experts, assistants, logistics support, everyone from all positions was present, all shaking their heads in unison.

Each and every one, those who could get to Socotra Island to research seedlings, were all the mainstays of their families.

Where the mainstay goes, won't their families follow?

It's heard that entire families were packed up, even whole clans, and almost everyone realized the severity, persuading their family members as best as they could. Surely, there would be some arrangements for the men, women, old, and young coming over together.

What's more, in this troubled time, none had a choice.

The more than two thousand who had previously rushed to Socotra Island, plus those on the giant battleship, totaled nearly seven thousand, almost the size of a small town. This made it clear to the experts and scholars what exactly was happening (though not accurate, yet not far off).

Chen Fei announced, "You have half a month to gather. I will leave a medium-sized flying ship at Aden International Public Airport to travel to and from Socotra Island."

With the current capacity of the kilometer-long giant battleship, accommodating 15,000 people's needs is absolutely no problem, not to mention a huge life space that is about to stabilize.

In the trivial matters of reserving docking spaces for flying ships at the international public airport, there is a special liaison from the "Ark Plan" personnel responsible for coordination.

As the First Sovereign's military forces withdrew, the entire Socotra Island practically belonged to Chen Fei alone, with no other outsiders. Even the 20 nautical mile radius sea area was under the control of daily patrolling drones. Anybody attempting to land might find themselves hit with a few shots to clear their minds and resolve to be a better person in the next life.

Recently, the silver-haired female officer Ginny had her tribe cultivating land near the camp, and sought the "Ark Plan" ability users to improve soil structure for planting activities.

Ginny's hometown was a typical agricultural town. Most people might not handle hoes deftly, but when it comes to operating agricultural machinery, even five or six-year-old kids are experienced drivers. During their time on Socotra Island, they almost died of boredom, so they simply took out agricultural machinery to tend to the lands near the camp, busying themselves happily.

With the assistance of the ability users, they sieved out all the rocks, big and small, and crushed those they didn't bother to sieve, leveled the ground, and deeply plowed to create neat large fields. Anyone unaware might think this was a large farm.

The first batch of seeds had already been germinated and planted, but they didn't know if they could wait until the harvest, even if they did, relying on these 10,000 people, fearing they might eat until they rolled their eyes and still be unable to consume it all.

However, Chen Fei, carrying his seedlings and the S-Class Space Ability User Heseman Brown, entered the "Boundary Pearl's" life space once more.

The "Boundary Pearl" remained on his left wrist as a key, same as the "spatial branding" on the back of his hand, anchoring a specific spatial point. Ordinary worldly materials, even if enhanced with elemental energy, could not genuinely possess the world-creating capability. The essence of the spatial alchemical artifact is to anchor a predetermined formed space.

The end of science is metaphysics. The Great Thousand Worlds are as numerous as grains of sand in the Ganges, countless in number and size, as large as the universe where Blue Star and Cangqiong Star reside, or their respective universes, as small as grains of sand, even invisible to the naked eye.

Outside the "Skylight" of "Atlantis" remained a doomsday scene with low, oppressive clouds and intertwining lightning and lava rivers. Extreme weather changes appeared and vanished without warning—one second torrential rain poured, the next, numerous basketball-sized hailstones slammed down, but this was not an apocalypse, rather it nurtured new birth.

Upon entry, Chen Fei immediately sensed the peculiarity of the seedling in his hand. Its roots swayed even penetrating through the metal base, shattering the hardened metal.

Witnessing the lively performance of the seedling, S-Class Superpower User Heseman Brown nodded and said, "It indeed reacted!"

"Let's board the airship first; we'll go to the center of this space."

Chen Fei had no intention of releasing this seedling there.

"Makes sense!"

Mr. Brown glanced at the brightly lit city of "Atlantis" and immediately understood Chen Fei's words.

If not careful, it could cause unexpected damage to "Atlantis," especially if there were any breaches in the "Skylight," the almost entirely enclosed ecosystem would be impacted. The flora and fauna here would all perish, making it as inhospitable as the outside.

The two boarded the small flying ship previously traversing the Solar System's Keppler Belt, directly moved to the center of this life space.

The small flying ship now wasn't a means of transportation, but a temporary base. The air inside the life space was almost no different from a gas chamber, and Chen Fei and Heseman Brown still needed the single soldier tactical armor providing a life support system.

Leaving the cabin, Chen Fei chose a ground area devoid of lava flows for landing.

However, from a distance, fissures continued to sporadically erupt with hot gas, even flames and smoke.

The environmental temperature reached 71 degrees Celsius, where even eggs could start to cook on the spot, while the temperature of the pitch-black and rough ground reached 140 degrees Celsius, almost enough to fry eggs.

This place wasn't egg-friendly; left alone was boiled eggs, cracked open with a bit of oil would be fried eggs, in every way incompatible with eggs.

The seedling held in Chen Fei's hands didn't show any discomfort in such an extreme environment. Instead, its roots shook more vigorously, eager and ready to grow like tender green shoots.

As noted in those researchers' reports, this seedling's adaptability completely shattered the limit of Blue Star biology's endurance, not only on planetary environments but potentially able to survive tenaciously even in space.

Chen Fei carefully laid the seedling on the ground.

The next second, a mere twenty or thirty slender white roots firmly bore into the scalding fire-formed rock surface, drilling downward.

The gently swaying seedling shot up visibly at an astonishing speed, growing a ten centimeters taller in under a minute, with its entire stem thickening more than double, adding three or four more pairs of branches and a dozen leaves.

"Oh, this guy's impressive, I guessed right, it should indeed be planted here!"

Seeing this scene, S-Class Superpower User Heseman Brown burst into laughter.

The gifts from the ancestors of those parasitic species were not simple, truly extraordinary, very suited to the unique environment of the "Boundary Pearl's" life space.

"Mr. Brown, don't you find it... too coincidental?"

Chen Fei took a step back, fixating on the seedling as it flourished effortlessly.

"Of course, it's really too coincidental, uh, what do you mean?"

Heseman Brown's smile froze. Having spent so much time with Chen Fei, he had seen that the latter was anything but a fool. On the contrary, he was a very intelligent young man. Especially when mingling with that scheming monk, anyone affected over time would naturally become more cautious.

In recent times, especially when the "Wall of Sighs" task force was entangled in the "Sagali" civilization's homeland on Antalu Planet, Chen Fei couldn't stand the word "coincidence."

When coincidences occur too often, they are not necessarily coincidences.

Chen Fei said softly, "Mr. Brown, surely you've thought about it now."

"Yes, yes, it's... scheming! Hiss!"

Heseman Brown suddenly took a sharp breath.

Who else would scheme this whole affair but McKenny and his parasitic fusion mother ship battling in space, besides the sinister old man?

Truly worthy of being called the "Lord of the Sky," if he were simple-minded, it wouldn't have been him scheming against others, rather being schemed against unto obliteration. MyVirtualLibraryEmpire(M|V|L0EMPYR)hoststheoriginal.

Exactly like Chen Fei secretly controlling Emerald Star, Lin Family almost monopolized Cangqiong Star, another resource-rich yet well-developed planet.

Since ancient times, wealth has tempted many. Blue Star Sovereignty holding back until now was very much giving the "Lord of the Sky" face. Now that Cangqiong Star Morning Star Continent's sudden rebellion occurred, Blue Star Sovereignty might be lurking in the background, not to mention several sovereignties are experts in fragmentation, truly professional.

"The 'Lord of the Sky,' terrifying beyond measure!"

Chen Fei sighed. Even here, he could not escape the manipulations of those significant figures.

Being a pawn, the experience of being entirely powerless, knowing yet unable to resist, hamstrung in both action and thought, evoking no strong sense of resistance as they couldn't bear even the cost of rebellion.

Try resisting?

The entire Blue Star might collapse; nobody would fare well.

In the time they spoke, the seedling rooted in the scorching ground had already shot up over a meter tall.