Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration

When the representatives of the Fire Seed Alliance returned from the headquarters of the "Galaxy Community", he was still dazed, completely unaware of how they somehow won the last seat of the "Galaxy Council".

At this time, the Fire Alliance didn't know about it, and they were still waiting for his news.

And after he came back, although some people greeted him, but no one thought what kind of good news he brought back.

So when he said that they had become one of the four ordinary civilizations standing at the pinnacle of galactic diplomatic power, everyone's first reaction was "Are you okay?"

But he did bring evidence that the appointment and dismissal letter of the "Galaxy Council" has come down, and now, as several civilizations with a major voice in diplomacy, they need to participate more in the interstellar society.

"...It was really unexpected, I knew we would not be unlucky forever." The leader of the Fire Alliance seemed very happy about this.

With this power, they may be able to do more things that they could not do before.

Although the Galactic Civilization still speaks with strength, the diplomatic reputation of the Fire Alliance makes up for their lack of strength.

Now they have started to plan to put forward several hopeless proposals in the next meeting, to see the reaction of the galactic civilization.

Although the galaxy is still in the depression after the war, its planning for the future has never stopped.

"Again, did you report the mysterious organization we discovered in the 'Refuge' ring world to the community? What did they say?"

The leader asked about this matter, and the organization that held the funeral for the dead so that they would not be exposed to the wilderness greatly aroused their goodwill.

But there seemed to be no rumors of this organization in the galaxy, so he wanted to use the channel of the "galactic community" to see if he could get some clues.

And the delegate who went to the meeting lived up to his expectations.

"This matter has attracted a certain amount of attention. Although the vast majority of civilizations know nothing about it, fortunately, there is still a little discovery from the curator."

With that said, the representative took out a document with densely written records.

"...This is a civilized record of exchanges with curators during the 'Cordyceps Disease' period..."

"Although it seems that this kind of selling of customer information shouldn't happen...but after the 'Galaxy Community' came forward and paid a price, we still got this part of the information."

"The curator still has some professional ethics. He only provided records of civilization information that has been exchanged in the name of the 'Galaxy Community'. There is one point worth noting..."

The Curators are an advisory group in the galaxy that sell knowledge, as well as their own scientists.

Their species does have extraordinary intelligence, the kind of wisdom that seems to come from genes and blood, so that each of their scientists has pulled a lot of scientists from other civilizations from the foundation.

If it is expressed in quantitative data, the scientist of the civilization that has just ascended to heaven is level 1, and the curator's scientist base is level 5.

Perhaps the former curators were also a civilization, but after a long period of time, they failed to become a lost empire-like existence, but became an interstellar organization whose main purpose was to collect, preserve, and sell knowledge.

It's a galactic mystery, and there have been many rumors circulating about why the seemingly omniscient curator didn't make it that far.

This organization does have a long history, and the civilizations often trade all kinds of knowledge and information from them. During the "Cordyceps Disease", their threshold has been broken.

Although the curators didn't have much to do in the face of this "artificial crisis", they even had a branch space station destroyed in "Cordyceps Disease".

But there are still many people trying to deal with them to deal with "cordyceps disease", and the curator also gave some unique insights, those missiles that have a terrifying killing effect on fungi were originally provided by them.

"...Although most of these civilizations that trade with curators are normal, but..."

The worker who returned from the "Galaxy Community" had a strange expression on his face, and seemed to be a little uncertain about this matter.

"There is... a civilization that has perished, and it is also among them..."

"Civilizations that have perished?" The leader's expression froze for a moment, and then he began to count them in detail.

"Is it the group that perished because of the 'Civilization Destroyer'? But...they will go to the curator at that time?"

"It's not that group, but the one that was destroyed in the 'Ring Crisis'——the Dancam group."

When these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

After the representative returned, he reported to the leader alone, so there were only the two of them here, but even so, the atmosphere here changed for a moment.

"...Although this incident is unbelievable, there may still be survivors in the large Dancam group, and it is not ruled out that someone used this name under the pretense, but there will be something that requires the use of an extinct civilization name?"

"...It's really strange. It seems that this matter needs to be paid more attention to... Then, surely these are not the only things that need attention?"

The leader knew that it was impossible to have only such news, and there must be other things worthy of attention.

Sure enough, the representative then talked about the "Dancomb Group" and the curator.

"This civilization or organization named 'Dankam' asks many and complicated questions, even things that children like 'How many lost empires in the galaxy are there' are included in the questions."

"Judging from the performance of various problems, they are not at all like the Dancom of the past, but more like a civilization that is re-understanding the galaxy."

"Although I have guessed whether it is Dancom's fire that has returned to the country, but the "circle crisis" has not been long enough to obliterate history."

"According to part of the curator's remarks, the civilization that borrowed the name of 'Dankam' seems to be in a situation of internal division, and several leaders are going through the 'trial' method to determine the final winner ..."

As explained, the leader of the Tinder Alliance understands that there is an unknown civilization that is in the midst of an internal power struggle, forming multiple factions.

The scene they saw in the "refuge" ring world seemed to be a "trial" task condition organized by a certain faction, and it was not necessarily as noble as they thought.

"...But no matter what they say, at least in this matter their behavior is commendable."

The leader of the Tinder Alliance thought so and held a meeting.

They are now one of the members of the "Galaxy Council", and they need to discuss how to use this right.

As for the civilization in this mysterious division, there is not much to do but look for more clues.

So while they were discussing, an unknown galaxy in the Milky Way, the civilization that was splitting, also started a similar meeting.

But the difference is that their meeting will be more brutal, and the loser will disappear forever in the long river of history.

In the empty hall full of wild and primitive style, people crowded with the successive appearance of spaceships.

This barren planet has not experienced any environmental modification, only this hall has a simple ecological device, which can sustain life and hold meetings here.

The chill atmosphere surrounded the main hall, and reached its peak with the arrival of a few people who seemed to be in high positions.

These few are "Khans" who have experienced "trials". Under the "trials" after another, the number of "Khans" has shrunk from the initial twenty to the current number.

This is a cruel knockout match, and those who can stand up to this point are worthy of praise even among the leaders of the galactic civilization.

And they will decide the participants of the last "Trial" under the circumstances of all eyes, and only after completing the last "Trial", that person is enough to be called "Great Khan".

These "Khans" stood in the center of the hall, and each of them had sharp eyes and a strong physique like a goshawk.

But the years have left a breath on their bodies, and even genetic technology can't cover up this trace. It can be seen that these people have completed at least 70% of their life journey just by instinct.

But among these people, only one seemed very young and out of tune with the others.

"...Very well, although I think you have already known the result, but there are still no timid people, which makes me very relieved, this is the demeanor that a Khan should have."

An old voice sounded, announcing that the trial had reached a new stage.

"We all know that the people are the foundation of civilization, so the content of the trial has always been to ask you to use all means to expand the strength of your subordinates."

"And now, there will only be two Khans who can compete for the position of the Great Khan."

"They are the 'Hawkeye' known to us a long time ago; and the one who won the position of Khan with flying speed..."

After the names were read, two khans raised their heads.

If Li Wenyuan was here, he would definitely be surprised, because these two khans are actually "acquaintances" to some extent!

One of them came from a marauder camp he had casually destroyed, a young man who was then terrorized by his terrifying fleet, now a "Khan" and marching towards the final supremacy.

He is Hawkeye, and now he has become the most powerful contender for the position of "Great Khan". His dream is not far away from him.

Even though so much time has passed, he is still very young compared to other "Khans", and is the only "Young Khan" in the field.

And the other one is...

As the name was read, he also raised his head, but his attention was not on this matter, it was more like he was in a daze.

Those who are familiar with him will know that he is thinking about how to write in his diary in this state.

"...My name is Lone Wolf, and today is the 720th day since I started my 526th interstellar expedition."

"My expeditions are getting longer and longer, and this expedition even lasted more than a year, which was completely unacceptable to me before."

"But who would have thought that I would actually sit in this position from a temporary mercenary working as a recreational job?"