World-saving Plan: The Only Savior-Chapter 1511 - 365: Observer Log_2

"Converting to a normal sound wave frequency isn’t impossible... but given our current technology, I can’t guarantee that the information conveyed will still retain its intended meaning... Moreover, such a conversion would cause significant distortion, resulting in a considerable amount of content being lost."

Sun Yuanqing pointed out the drawbacks after converting the frequency.

Su Changqing nodded, but there was no better option. They had to let the other side proceed first while attempting their own approach.

Not long after, the audio conversion was completed, but the results remained disappointing.

As Sun Yuanqing mentioned, a lot of content was lost in the converted audio.

Moreover, the artificially converted sound wave document did not seem to clearly convey the intentions of that Phantom Spirit Clan member.

Ultimately, the two of them could only conduct analysis with the existing conditions.

"As far as we know, this member of the Phantom Spirit Clan should be an ’Observer’ deployed by their clan, and judging by the content he recorded, these observers’ numbers seem to be more than one. It’s possible they’ve dispatched observers among many similar weaker races..."

In the research department’s meeting room, several researchers, big and small, sat around the table, with Su Changqing’s previously translated audio document spread out before them.

Everyone was brainstorming, discussing the information revealed behind these audios.

"Observer... This is consistent with the ’Ocklidis’ faction’s Higher Cosmic Civilization’s logical approach to a lower space civilization... Based on calculations, any race capable of traveling such distances to reach another life-bearing constant star system while maintaining contact with their mother planet must be of at least level five civilization..."

"From the records on Guleng Star, they indeed received assistance from an advanced civilization, leading to a rapid technological jump in a short time..."

"The observer’s term is fifty years, judging by the time records, it takes them four thousand years to complete one cycle. Theoretically, the history of the Phantom Spirit Clan should be at least two hundred twenty thousand years long..."

"He seems to be fearful of something..."

"Are you referring to the prophecy?"

"What exactly is the prophecy, and what are the breakthroughs and shackles? Is it the advancement of civilization levels? What is the purpose of sending observers? Why help other low-level civilizations improve?"

"And the High Priest, who is the High Priest? What role does the High Priest play? Are they the one who proposed the prophecy?"

"No, the prophecy likely isn’t just about simple civilization advancement. I sensed fear and dread from that Phantom Spirit Clan member’s tone, they seem to be frightened by the advent of something, the prophecy seems... to be a revelation of an apocalypse..."

Su Changqing spoke, sharing the subtle emotional fluctuations he felt when he heard those audios.

"Precisely, he mentioned losing connection with the mother planet, thus deducing that the prophecy had come true!"

"The prophecy might be related to his eventual fate, we need to find out what that prophecy is!"

"Also, what does the final segment of code mean? Mr. Sun, can you break it down?"

"No, I need to cross-reference it with other documents for recognition, we have too little to go on. If we could decipher the static content of the lower threshold language, we might obtain more intelligence data."

"You must be kidding, how will you decode this thing! We can’t even receive the most basic information!"

"No, while we old folks might not manage, that doesn’t mean no one can!"

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Su Changqing, who was seated as the lead.

"Star Lord!"

Being gazed at so affectionately by a group of old men, Su Changqing couldn’t help but shiver.

"I’ll... do my best..."

He didn’t directly refuse nor accept but simply said he’d try his best to find a way.

Su Changqing didn’t actually have a better solution either, he couldn’t add items to the Star Alliance Mall, only his mentor could.

However, he secretly hoped that his mentor would bring surprises as he often did.

Within the organization, if you asked who the great inventor of the Dark Spiritual Power Techniques was, it would undoubtedly be Lin Sisi, known as the "painter."

After all, over the past few years, Lin Sisi created and improved over fifty Dark Spirit Formulas. In this area, the young girl indeed had a remarkable talent.

But Su Changqing knew even better that compared to his mentor Zhang Xiaoman, Lin Sisi still had a sizable gap to bridge.

Because over the years, he had seen his mentor add over 200 new Dark Spirit Formulas to the mall.

Of course, most of these were modified versions.

For example, a simple Fireball Technique was gradually improved into Large Fireball Technique, Flame Burst Skill, Fiery Flame Storm, and so on.

And these improved skills were effective enough that they didn’t require Dark Spiritual Power Formulas for release, they could be cast instantly through the imprint method, which was very convenient.

So, Su Changqing held some expectations as well.

Although the current Language Mastery Imprint wasn’t enough to decode the information from the Phantom Spirit Clan, he believed that it wouldn’t be long before his mentor developed a higher-order language mastery skill.

By then, he might be able to obtain the complete content of this audio through the corresponding imprint ability.

However, Su Changqing didn’t place all his hopes on his mentor. As the organization’s Inspector, he also needed to take sufficient responsibility.

Fortunately, although this exploration did not yield useful information on the Phantom Spirit Clan, it wasn’t entirely fruitless either.

Aside from the 7-A-3 Mechanical Outpost on the ground, the organization’s most significant gain was the space station in the outer space, where everything had high research value.

The only flaw in the ointment is that the space station is under the influence of the Crimson Light, and apart from a few people like Su Changqing, it’s difficult for anyone else to get there, including many of the organization’s controllers.

After all, it depended on spiritual power, which wasn’t everyone’s forte.

Hence, transporting items quickly from there seemed somewhat challenging.

Su Changqing could only manage it gradually himself, especially since some large equipment was difficult to transport.

But none of these were overly daunting, a bit more time would suffice to complete the task.

It’s foreseeable that the Star Alliance’s research department will be busy for a long time to come.

...

Second Universe, Lessentara Destroyer.

The captain’s cabin.

Zhang Xiaoman was sitting cross-legged on his bed, sliding his fingers across a system interface in front of him, conducting a lottery.

"Congratulations, you obtained the white item — Star Dust."

"Congratulations, you obtained the white item — Star Dust."

"Congratulations, you obtained the white item — Star Dust."

"..."

"Congratulations, you obtained the blue item — Dream Flower."

"Congratulations, you obtained the white item — Star Dust."

"Congratulations, you obtained the purple item — Heavenly Thunder Sand."

"Congratulations, you obtained the white skill — Background Music Player."

"..."

After finishing a round of the lottery, this was his earnings accumulated over fifty days.

His enthusiasm for drawing items wasn’t as high as before.

Firstly, he had access to channels for power enhancement, naturally decreasing his demand for lotteries.

Secondly, probably because most of what the lottery offered was Star Dust, which wasn’t very exciting.

Zhang Xiaoman reviewed his earnings; out of fifty lotteries, Star Dust appeared forty-five times, with only five instances yielding different items.

"Dream Flower, Heavenly Thunder Sand, Dragon Scale Grass, Earth Split Wave Skill... Hmm? What is this Background Music Player...?"

He looked over the items and skills, but discovered something among them that appeared somewhat peculiar.