Dark.

Cold.

Nothingness.

Contact Station AE-96514, like many others, is mostly located at the edge of the star system.

The letters in front of them represent the position of the "sector" in which they are located, and the numbers that follow them represent their precise coordinates in the sector.

Fortunately, the liaison station "AE-96514" is at least still in the inland river system compared to the liaison stations located on the edge of the colder, emptiest and void river systems.

In this way, on each day off, the staff of the liaison station can also drive the spaceship to travel to different planets in the star system.

While most of these planets are also barren, at least they can see something different than the absolutely empty edge of the river system—the work of the Creator of the universe.

Of course, such a situation is not constant.

Every once in a while, the liaison station has to change its location, and no one can be sure where the liaison station will go in the next stage until they receive an order from above.

The liaison station is actually a huge space base, or an irregular giant spaceship.

A constant energy center can guarantee the operation of the contact station for hundreds of years.

Inside, there are "biological cabins" that can be planted and raised, as well as mechanical factories, and naturally there are some leisure and entertainment facilities.

Rotated once every 10 years, if it weren't for the unusually generous treatment given by the Federation, not many people would still be willing to work in the liaison station.

Elvis was like that, and if it weren't for the Federation's promise to give him priority in sending him to the Federation fleet as an officer after he completed this mission, he would not have given up his old job and went to work in the liaison station.

Sitting at the workbench, Elvis first set aside the steaming water glass, and then habitually moved the electronic picture frame in a positive position.

In the photo, Elvis's wife sits on the lawn with her daughter in her arms, and seeing their heartfelt silent smiles, watching them play comfortably on the lawn, Elvis can't help but feel better.

The beep on the communication station interrupted Elvis's beautiful reverie.

Looking away from the electronic photograph, Elvis connected to the communication.

"Report sir, the new batch of probes has been commissioned."

In the communication channel, a listless voice was heard.

Accustomed to the "enthusiasm for work" of these staff members of the liaison station, Elvis did not care.

Opening the light screen desktop, he quickly called up his work schedule.

Then, he gave the order in the communicator: "Do another full test, and if it is determined that there is no problem, launch it immediately." ”

After the other party said "oh", there was no more sound.

"If this were placed elsewhere in the Federation, such an attitude would be expelled directly."

Elvis muttered under his breath.

At that moment, the studio door slid open.

Elvis glanced back and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Nila, aren't you in the Psychotherapy Center?" How did you come back again? ”

It was a woman who came in, and her smart uniform set off her perfect figure, which made her look a little more androgynous a little more beautiful.

"It's too noisy over there, a few more people came in today, and one of them is going crazy, I can't stand it and come back."

The woman, named "Nila," walked up behind Elvis and grumbled as she expertly reached out and pushed it over his shoulder.

"Sir, they say that the test has been repeated a dozen times, and there is no need to waste time and energy, including more important energy, to do meaningless repetitions."

Before Elvis could say anything more, the same voice rang out over the communicator.

"It's just ......"

Suddenly, there was a little fire, but I could feel that the hand on my shoulder suddenly became stronger, Elvis gave up the intention of getting angry, and said in a deep voice: "According to the established coordinate position, launch it." ”

The command was given, and at the same time he turned on an option on the light-screen desktop.

Soon, on the light screen desktop, a three-dimensional projection image appeared.

Somewhere in the liaison station, a silvery-white metal hatch slowly slid open.

Tens of seconds later, black metal spheres with a diameter of about two meters flew out.

After slowly moving away from the liaison station, sixteen probes began to accelerate away in different directions.

That is, in a dozen seconds, they entered the spatial leap and disappeared in an instant.

"What's the point of such work?"

"The universe is so big, there may be many civilizations, but there are even fewer advanced civilizations."

"And how could these advanced civilizations come to us because they received the space broadcast information sent by these probes."

Leaning back on the soft backrest, Elvis closed his eyes and said irritably.

"Whether it works or not, it's up to the parliament to decide, and according to the referendum survey, 62 percent of the people also support this resolution, so it's useless for us to say anything."

"Let's stay up slowly, there are still four years, seven months and twenty-eight days, and even if our mission is completed, we will be able to leave this hellish place."

Nela's mood was not high, and she responded weakly.

"Let's go, go around."

"Yesterday I heard from observers that Planet Six will have a violent geological activity today, don't you like to see these the most, take a holiday today."

Not wanting to be bored here any longer, Elvis stood up and grabbed Nila's hand and led her outside.

Ten years of lonely duty, psychologically there is a "psychological trauma center", and physiologically, the Federation has also considered these people.

In all the entertainment venues of the "leisure center", there are many "clones".

There are handsome men, and there are beautiful women.

There are young and mature ones.

All skin tones, all kinds of personalities.

These "clones" are sufficient to meet the daily physiological needs of the staff of the liaison station.

After all, the intelligent liaison station only has more than 100 staff.

It's just that some people don't mind that their bed partner is a "clone", while others do.

Elvis and Nela were like that, they both had their own families, but on this distant liaison station, they formed a temporary partner.

There are many more like them at the liaison station.

Nila's eyes finally had a little more light.

Just as they were about to open the door and go out, a voice rang out from the communicator on the workbench.

No longer the same listless work report, the voice was completely out of tune.

"Long ...... Sir, in the liaison ...... Liaison Station Area 7...... Three...... Three Space Units...... Outside...... Wormhole ...... A wormhole has appeared......"

Not only was it a change of tone, but the voice was full of shock, and there was unconcealed panic.

"Teng" turned around and threw himself in front of the table, Elvis exclaimed, "Calm down, calm down, speak quickly." ”

"You...... You're still on your own...... See for yourself. ”

The voice in the communicator was still a little stuttering.

After he said this, a request for a connection for information sharing popped up from the light-screen desktop.

Stretching out a trembling hand, Elvis confirmed the connection request.

When a three-dimensional projection image appeared on the light screen table, seeing the information in the picture, Elvis breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the chair with a weak body.