A hundred years of graduation.

Qu Minggui had matured a lot.

Whenever he thought of the rascally attitude he had when he first entered the academy, his face would burn.

However, the title of the First Strongest remained in his hands.

For a hundred years, none of his peers in the entire academy were a match for him.

He completely crushed everyone else in every aspect.

After graduation, it was time to decide whether to stay or leave.

According to his parents' wishes, he should have returned to inherit the family business.

But Qu Minggui was not content with that.

A mere 40 trillion family fortune, compared to this era, was like a drop in the ocean.

"The most dangerous plan, Green Hell."

"Is this thing open to all students?"

He asked the teacher in charge of graduation arrangements.

"Of course not. Clearing the Green Hell is extremely dangerous. Only you in the entire academy can take on this plan."

"I suggest you don't choose this. In fact, even the Civilization Federation hasn't figured out what this thing is."

"This time, millions of warships are being dispatched to clear it, but it's highly likely that even millions of warships will be completely wiped out."

Interesting.

Qu Minggui's eyes glowed with interest.

He smiled.

Those who knew him knew that he loved challenges the most.

"Then this one it is!"

"Student, didn't you hear what I just said..."

"I said, this one!"

Qu Minggui emphasized again.

The teacher he was looking at swallowed, intimidated by Qu Minggui's aura.

Although he was a teacher, he wasn't a combat specialist, nor did he have much family background. Facing a student like Qu Minggui, who was rich, powerful, and capable, he was actually a head shorter.

What's more, the other party had already graduated.

"Then I'll report it."

He entered the information.

"Please go back and wait for the result. If approved, a warship will come to pick you up soon."

Qu Minggui left and got into a luxurious hovercar.

"Young Master, the boss and madam asked me to pick you up quickly."

"They have already prepared the spaceship."

The driver was Qu Minggui's family butler.

"Go back?"

"When did I say I was going back?"

"Tell my parents that inheriting the family business is not what I want at all. Let my younger siblings have it."

"The Star Sea is where I, Qu Minggui, will gallop."

The butler was surprised.

"Has Young Master agreed to become an Explorer? This is absolutely not allowed."

After graduating from the academy, one could also choose to join the Explorer Association.

This was also the direction many students chose.

"Do you old man think I'm someone who only wants to be a mere Explorer?"

"Explorers are just playing house with a bunch of bugs, good-for-nothings who can't find their life's purpose."

"I, Qu Minggui, naturally want to stand at the pinnacle of Human Civilization. Don't worry, I'm joining the army."

Don't worry?

Don't worry about a thing.

The butler trembled, almost crashing into a nearby building.

"The army!"

"Young Master, people die there!"

The Civilization Federation's war seemed to have ended, but people like them could still feel the undercurrents in the entire Civilization Federation.

Especially the officially publicized era of total war and the conscription advertisements plastered everywhere.

All of them indicated that the war was not over yet.

"We are not on the same path. You just tell my parents about this, and tell them to wait for my king's return."

The butler could already envision the boss's angry scolding.

The Young Master had been at the academy for so many years, yet he hadn't changed at all.

...

Cuiyan Stellar System.

This Star field is now renamed Green Hell Star Field.

ফিলিস (filis) was observing the massive green structure in the sky from his warship.

"It makes no sense, this thing doesn't collapse."

This strange object, with a diameter already exceeding 10,000 astronomical units, had a mass, according to gravity measurements, that even surpassed several hundred times the Sun's mass.

According to the Civilization Federation's observation data, the largest Star was one called Abbi k33, 700 million light-years away.

It was observed tens of thousands of years ago, surpassing Stephenson 2-18, with a diameter of 4 billion kilometers and a mass 21 times that of a standard Star (the Sun).

What does 10,000 astronomical units mean? It's close to 1.5 trillion kilometers.

This thing should explode.

"Unless it's not a single entity."

"The inside is also hollow."

"But its mass distribution is measured to be very uniform."

"Then it's a watermelon-like structure."

Iveni laughed at ফিলিস (filis) from the side.

"Why are you, an officer, dabbling in these scholar's affairs?"

"So many scholars can't understand it, and you can?"

ফিলিস (filis) was unconcerned.

"What is the core technological outline of our Civilization Federation? Imagination Resource Theory!"

"Let alone me, even a child might be able to figure out what kind of structure this thing is."

In fact, ফিলিস (filis)'s research here was also out of necessity.

According to information, the Civilization Federation had already sent warships to attack this green sphere, but it had no effect. It felt similar to the Dark Matter World that attacked the Mirror Civilization in records.

This thing probably needs to be destroyed from within.

"You say, could there also be a Civilization inside, observing us?"

Iveni looked at the green thing, which increasingly resembled an eye, and gave ফিলিস (filis) an annoyed glance.

"Don't say such a terrifying thing."

"Because of the situation here, the Civilization Federation has dispatched another reinforcement unit, said to be from the academy, a group of newly graduated students."

ফিলিস (filis) asked, "Have they arrived?"

"They've arrived!"

"Then let's go back."

Looking at it further wouldn't reveal anything new.

Returning to the military center, which was actually just a small military fortress.

Its volume was only slightly larger than a warship, with no attack or defense capabilities, mainly used as a conference center.

After ফিলিস (filis) returned, someone reported to him.

"The people who came are all well-behaved, except for one troublemaker."

ফিলিস (filis) walked while looking at their profiles.

He immediately saw one person.

"I guess he's the troublemaker."

The officer nodded in praise.

"The Ship Secretary is truly prescient. He is the troublemaker, and coincidentally, he was assigned to us."

ফিলის (filis) was a Level 3 Ship Secretary, managing 1 million warships here.

Besides him, there were several other Level 3 Ship Secretaries, and a temporary Ship Supervisor above them.

The reason it was temporary was because this place itself was temporarily set up. It was impossible to actually send a Ship Supervisor here; a Ship Supervisor was at the core of the Civilization Federation's power.

"His resume isn't bad. It's nothing for a young person to be a bit rough around the edges."

ফিলის (filis) also came from the academy and knew what kind of characters the first and second best in the academy were.

"How was he a troublemaker?"

The officer pondered for a moment before speaking.

"He said we prevented him from earning merit, and that studying that thing is useless; only the most primitive method can be used."

ফিলის (filis) smiled and asked what the most primitive method was.

"Chiseling!"

The word the officer uttered made ফিলিস (filis) somewhat silent.

"That's primitive enough."

"What position do you think he should be given?"

The officer thought very seriously this time.

"After all, he's the top student of an academy. A Level 1 Ship Secretary is about right."

A Level 1 Ship Secretary manages 100 warships.

However, they usually don't manage only 100; many manage several hundred.

Because most of the army are veteran officers, truly commanding only 100 ships would be a waste of talent.

"Let's go, let's meet that Human boy named Qu Minggui."

Perhaps fearing trouble, the fleet's staff officer arranged Qu Minggui in a place that could be described as isolated.

There were basically no people living around.

ফিলিস (filis) personally visited, as it was the proper courtesy for the top student of the academy.

"Qu Minggui, this is our Ship Secretary." The officer introduced him to Qu Minggui.

ফিলის (filis) looked at Qu Minggui. Indeed, he was from a prominent family, and indeed a Human, truly a talented individual.

"Are you the Ship Secretary they said went on a honeymoon with his wife?"

Qu Minggui's first words made both the officer and ফিলিস (filis) awkward.

He asked, "Who told you that?"

The officer beside him was sweating profusely, feeling that this fellow was incredibly bold.

"No one, I just heard that you, this Ship Secretary, went out alone with your wife. I thought, besides a honeymoon, there's probably nothing else."

ফিলის (filis) wasn't angry; he just found this fellow interesting.

He sat down and said, "I also heard you proposed a new method for the Green Hell, to chisel it open?"

Qu Minggui nodded.

"That's what I said."

ফিলის (filis) was curious. The top student of the academy must be an all-rounder. Qu Minggui wouldn't be a fool, so why would he have such an idea?

"Tell me, why do you think it can be chiseled open?"

"We've tried laser cannons."

Qu Minggui spoke eloquently.

"Wasn't that useless? Even the laser was absorbed and became its nourishment."

"So the only method is chiseling. Chiseling only produces kinetic energy. I don't believe that thing can even absorb kinetic energy."

ফিলის (filis) thought it was some good idea.

"We've already tried some material-based methods."

Qu Minggui said disdainfully, "That's because your chiseling method is wrong."

"We should send people to chisel on its surface."

"Do you know why it's called the Green Hell?"

"Of course I know."

"Anyone or anything that approaches it will be contaminated because it constantly spreads seeds, or rather, spores, in all directions."

"Since you know that, why would you still suggest chiseling on the surface?"

Qu Minggui replied, "The one thing we don't lack is machines and people, isn't it?"

Instantly, ফিলিস (filis) changed his view of Qu Minggui.

This was not a naive fellow, but a ruthless one.

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