The Record of Unusual Creatures

The Gate of Solenne.

Destroyed by war, this ancient galaxy was silent. Those space pilgrims and ancient creatures who used to occupy this galaxy had become ashes 10,000 years ago. The only thing that was left was debris floating around. Suddenly, in the dead space between the wreckage, a warped space rift suddenly opened, and a giant golden spaceship emerged from the endless darkness.

Looking like a weirdly long shuttle, the spaceship was dotted with elegant arcs and cages on the outside, magnificent and graceful like a golden temple floating in space. It was the most eye-catching object in the war-torn galaxy, even overshadowing the Petrachelys, the silvery-white spacecraft flying beside it. Even though the Petrachelys had vastly superior technology, the difference in size was still hard to ignore.

After leaving the state of warp flight, the two spaceships began to decelerate. When they finally stopped over Solenne Prime, the Petrachelys immediately examined the condition of the golden spacecraft. Sitting in the captain seat in the flight deck of the Petrachelys, Hao Ren was listening to the report from a blond girl in a hologram. “This is the golden mothership Pattianne. The spaceship just completed a self-diagnostic procedure. All systems are running normally. The additional control chain is in normal condition, the control of the spacecraft is perfect, the power core has passed the high load test and returned to the low load state. It is freaking awesome!”

“Yeah, that’s enough. You have said it a thousand times. I’ve got it.” Hao Ren waved his hand while shooting the blond girl in the communication screen a sideways glance. The blond girl was none other than the MDT in a girl image. “Why are you in this form?” Hao Ren asked.

“Because I have my own spaceship now!” The MDT replied, sounding proud. “A change of emoji to signify that I am awesome.”

Speechless.

Nolan emerged in another hologram. “Whatever. At least that guy won’t fight with me for the control of the host.”

Speechless.

Hovering in the upper orbit of Solenne Prime and under the command of the MDT, the golden battleship opened its rear section as a group of silver-white engineering ships emerged from the garage. They all followed the procedure flying into space. Meanwhile, a 500-m golden ball was floating out of the dimensional garage of the Petrachelys, guided into orbit by a dozen autonomous robots with gravitational traction beams.

And when the golden ball was finally in orbit, the three guardian giants came out of the Petrachelys. They moved in space without any equipment, as if walking on solid ground. Muru looked up at the magnificent Pattianne, his voice was heard over the radio. “Never have I thought that we would have this rebellious weapon for our own use.”

Smiling, Hao Ren said, “It’s for a practical reason. The Petrachelys has only limited conversion potential. It can’t become an engineering ship, and it is also too much trouble to build a new spaceship. Since we have this big guy with us, why not make good use of it?”

Lemendusa nodded in space. “It is fine. Guardians are not a stubborn race. Not to mention that weapon itself is guiltless, seizing the enemy’s weapon is considered a glory. But, sigh, forget it. It is not the right time to talk about this now.”

When Hao Ren decided to set up an engine factory at the Gate of Solenne, the MDT had immediately come up with a series of construction plans, including the required engineering equipment and the expected project tenure. Due to the complexity of producing the components of the Creation Engine and Hao Ren’s insistence on following the original production process laid down by the goddess of creation, he needed to build more large factories and death star furnaces, which meant the Petrachelys processing plant was inadequate.

Mobilizing the drones in remote areas to help build the factory would be too troublesome.

So Hao Ren turned his eyes on the golden battleship. Parked next to the CARS and had never been used so far, it came in handy.

The spacecraft built by the treacherous children was primitive compared to the Petrachelys, but it was one of the most advanced spaceships in this universe. For use as a transport ship and an engineering platform, it was more than capable. Hao Ren had carried out a series of modification to the spaceship. He stuffed the garage with building modules and automatic production lines and removed the large but useless facilities such as two worship places with magnificent sculptures and a ballroom. He then installed a space expansion equipment and stuffed more factory modules in it.

He had turned a military spacecraft into an armed engineering ship.

The engineering and autonomous robots from the Pattianne were busily at work. Some were placing gravitational anchors in space as piles for factory construction. Some had flown far out to the broken celestial bodies to build assembly shops. Some carrying large building units to the distant faint stars to make furnaces. The building units had studied the blueprint Lemendusa provided and guaranteed that the first forge would be up and running within a week.

The most critical components of the engine core would be molded inside the forging furnaces. Though the MDT had no idea why these parts had to be built in the dying stars, Hao Ren believed that this might involve causality and symbolic rituals. He decided to follow the production processes to the letter.

After all, there was only one core. Hao Ren could not tolerate defects, however slightest, for the sake of convenience.

While the construction machinery was at work, Hao Ren came on to the surface of Solenne Prime. Together with him were three guardian giants.

They landed beside a collapsed ancient shrine with scorched earth in the surroundings. The shrine was backed by a magnificent mountain, which was now almost cut in half. Falling rocks had rolled down the hill and buried one-third of the shrine in earth and stones.

Standing on a boulder, Hao Ren watched as autonomous robots busily worked in the ruins.

These autonomous robots were not the ones that the Petrachelys had just released. These units had been here a long time ago. When Hao Ren left the Gate of Solenne back then, he had left behind a building unit and a simple portal. Now the building unit had become a factory. The autonomous robots produced by the factory were exploring the secrets under the ruins, and some had even set off for other planets to expand their activities. Hao Ren did not foresee that he would one day come here for a large construction project. So the small production line he had left here was obviously not adequate for his current need.

These autonomous robots were now connected with the just-completed factory in space. They formed a robust network and were ready to take on the next step of construction work on the planetary surface. Initially, Hao Ren had no reason to build anything on Solenne Prime, but since he was already at it, he might as well make it bigger. Just like the time he created the drone cluster in space, he was going to build a massive fort on the ruins.

Solenne Prime was set to become his second base in the Plane of Dreams other than CARS.

“I will stay here to supervise the construction of the death-star forge and help you complete the assembly of the engine core,” Lemendusa said. Looking at the mechanical squids flying around the ruins, he said with a low but powerful voice, “Muru and Heve will look after Tannagost.”

“It is a tough here compared to Tannagost,” Vivian said. “You can always go back during the downtime.”

Lemendusa shook his head. “I won’t. I’ll stay here and clean up the temples and rebuild my mother’s palace, brick by brick. This way I can kill time while meditating.”

“Well, I’ll leave you a shuttle that suits your needs, and a limited authorization of power so that you’ll be able to access the factories as well as laboratories here. Call me if you have any problem,” Hao Ren said.

The voice of the MDT suddenly sounded in Hao Ren’s head. “Buddy! Galazur, the Dragon Queen, sent a message; the ‘hunter’ has found Yggdrasil!”