Xiao Ping felt like he was in a dream.

From Yuanliao being shrouded in dark shadows, to the world of the Federation rising from the ground, to have its own place in the chaotic star field, in just a few years, all this has undergone such huge changes.

Things are right and wrong, and the seas and fields are vicissitudes. Maybe it's just the same.

But Xiao Ping knew that in fact, the time in this world was much longer than he felt. During the journey in the starry sky, they sailed under the time dilation, and their time was narrow.

Of course, at this moment, none of that matters.

Today is Xiao Ping's birthday. During dinner, he told the kitchen to give him a bowl of noodles, but He Xiuran brought a group of people to bring him a cake, and half of the upper floors of the building congratulated him.

Xiao Ping wanted to expel all these people, because he still has a lot of work to do, and everyone has a lot of work to do. The limited energy of human beings is too much to manage the huge interstellar field. Difficult, for this reason, if they want to maintain the smooth operation of the entire Federation, they cannot do without more hard work.

A birthday is nothing compared to the future of the Commonwealth.

But Xiao Ping changed his attention later, swallowing the unpleasant words that had poured into his mouth, giving everyone a chance to congratulate. Many people came, all of whom could make the Federation tremble three times. Some had other motives, but some really wanted to celebrate his birthday with sincerity.

After the cake was distributed and everyone dispersed, Xiao Ping gave himself a rare holiday - he was going to rest for half an hour.

So he got up from behind his desk, pushed open the window and walked to the balcony, staring out at the city and sky.

A few minutes ago, he got a piece of good news. It was said that Su Chen had woken up in the depths of the remote experimental field.

He was somewhat relieved. This is the best birthday present he received today.

Yu Qing, there are not many people in the distant Liao era.

Yu Li, the Federation needs him to live.

During the short rest period, Xiao Ping's thoughts began to diverge. He thought of Yuan Jingcheng's "family" who Joanna had entrusted to him before, and they seemed to have been appeased. He also thought that the new spaceship factory had already started on another planet...

Looking up, in the sky, the spaceship of Lugia Civilization has long disappeared.

They are afraid of the shadow of the original life and dare not stay here, but choose to give up and leave. This is the prudence of civilization. They are full of the advanced technology of Tandan people, but they are not willing to take such terrifying risks. .

Sometimes Xiao Ping is also thinking.

The original life and the Tandan people, where are they now? Will it kill you in the blink of an eye?

Thinking of this, Rao is Xiao Ping, and his mood will inevitably become less calm. He is reluctant to imagine the scene of the now vibrant Federation turning into scorched earth.

However, that's really nothing. Because they have also spread the fire, and opened up unknown new homes in the depths of the unknown starry sky.

It was still a human federation, but it seemed to have nothing to do with the federation here.

But Xiao Ping is not really afraid of Tandan people or the original life, because they are too powerful, and when the gap is large enough, they cannot bring fear.

In the universe, such fears and threats will never be less.

In fact, when it was unknown, Xiao Ping would also quietly look at the legends collected from the Chaos Star Domain and the Empire Information Database about the glorious era of mankind, the era of the twenty-seven gods shining in the starry sky, and his heart was quietly excited, but That's all.

Civilization has the appearance of civilization.

No civilization can truly grow into a giant tree in a greenhouse. The universe is dangerous, and civilization is self-interested. If you want to move forward, you must first learn to breathe under danger.

The Commonwealth is moving forward.

The crystal cluster has already mastered the experimental field. Although the Federation has not yet obtained any substantial benefits from it, it is only a matter of time.

The crystal cluster can't get along in its race, but it's just right to come to the Federation.

Xiao Ping needs it, and the federation needs it. In fact, Xiao Ping didn't like crystal clusters very much, but that didn't matter.

With the technology of the Tandan people, perhaps more talented people can emerge from the federation, and perhaps those stuck talented people can also break through the bottleneck.

He saw the bright lights of the distant city at night, and saw the silhouette of a huge spaceship looming in the sky overhead.

He is so small compared to this planet, this universe, this world, but he can do so much more.

He believed that the Federation would become stronger and stronger.

He also believes that threats will always come, even if it is not Tandan people or the original life, there will be other existences and other threats.

Whether they can survive depends on their own efforts.

Xiao Ping's eyes moved slowly, looking towards the distance of the galaxy, the direction of the empire.

He heard that a new Apocalypse Knight [Lu Shu] had been parachuted into the empire, the four Apocalypse Knights had been refilled, and a newcomer took the place of Ma Qisi. It was the knight of the apocalypse appointed by the emperor. He was airborne, but the match was perfect. Before he became the new Lu Shu, his resume was even blank. Some people said that he was a dead man trained by the emperor and finally surfaced. On the surface of the water, some people say that he is Ma Qisi, but no one knows the real truth.

Guan Ling, on the other hand, voluntarily stayed away from Kyoto and guarded the frontier of the empire.

The emperor was busy with drastic reforms, hoping to make a new and revive the empire's millennia of glory.

The Empire and the Federation face each other from afar, like two brothers competing with each other.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ping couldn't help laughing a little. He pushed his glasses, and at this moment, the alarm placed on the desk behind him rang.

Xiao Ping was slightly startled, and recovered from his scattered thoughts.

It turned out that it was half an hour to rest.

The alarm clock is reminding him to go back to his busy work and return to his post.

Xiao Ping took a step forward, UU Reading returned to the back of the desk from the balcony, straightened his clothes, and then sat down slowly.

He turned his head and glanced at the picture frame on the table.

The glass photo frame was blank, and there was nothing in it, but in Xiao Ping's eyes, there seemed to be a family portrait in it.

In the family portrait, there are real family members who he hardly cared about, as well as those federal comrades who left before him. Those names, those faces... have been scattered in the galaxy, but they will always be engraved in Xiao Ping's memory. An empty photo frame, but it seems to have everything.

Xiao Ping asked softly: "Did I do it? Did I live up to your sustenance?"

The office was empty and no one responded.

Xiao Ping was silent for a while, then returned to his desk at work.