Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration

Chapter 181: The Administrator’s Gift

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Milky Way had just ended the crisis, but the reconstruction process after the crisis was still a part that the young civilizations had to go through.

Time returned to the time not long after the Civilization Annihilator was dealt with.

The Galaxy Community, an interstellar galactic organization, had lost its headquarters, the giant space station built in the Three Union Planet. This was due to the attack of the Civilization Annihilator.

It wasn’t quite accurate to say that it was lost, because the space station was actually shielded by the planetary obliteration weapon Angel of Peace carried by the Colossus, isolating it from all internal and external detection.

When the Civilization Annihilator was still the Observer, it had used such a weapon to lock a group of mysophobia on a planet. It was only after an unknown period of time, when the barrier weakened, that they were released by an unlucky person.

And now, it was the turn of the Milky Way civilizations to experience this.

The giant space station that had been shielded by the barrier was now the former headquarters of the Galaxy Community. As a landmark after the crisis of caterpillar fungus disease and Civilization Annihilator in the galaxy, it was full of tourists.

Fortunately, no one was trapped in the space station. If there was, then this person might be included in the Galaxy World Record as the loneliest person in the Milky Way.

“Even though we lost this important symbolic building in the Three Union Planet, we survived the crisis. This is the greatest fortune.”

A civilization representative was handling the communication documents in his hands as he sighed.

He was in charge of the arduous task of rebuilding the headquarters of the Galaxy Community, together with other representatives and construction robots, on an ordinary habitable planet.

The temporary headquarters that was built in a hurry had a kind of ancient beauty to it, but it was a shabby place that even primitive people did not live in.

Only the necessary electronic facilities could give off the feeling of high technology. The rest, like the representative office, was the real thatched cottage that was broken by the autumn wind.

If it weren’t for the fact that these representatives had undergone the most basic genetic modification and had relatively strong environmental adaptability, they wouldn’t have been able to take on such responsibilities.

“It’s just that we’ve used too much technology. It’s been a long time since I’ve lived like a primitive person…”

Another representative muttered as he moved the integrated desk made of alloy and prepared to put it in his outhouse.

Right now, the civilization of the Milky Way was in a shortage of resources for post-war reconstruction. They did not have the extra energy to help the Galaxy Community.

These things were gathered by various civilizations, and this was already considered a huge help.

“Sigh… The bitter days after the war are coming…” Just as someone was sighing, he suddenly noticed that the communicator used to receive important information was flashing red.

Not only that, the same thing happened to the other representatives’ communicators. Usually, this meant that something big had happened in the Milky Way.

“Really? Peace had just been restored. Could it be that another crisis had occurred?”

Some people had a headache over this. If there were crises coming one after another, would they let them live?

However, as they turned on the communicator, their expressions changed from solemn and pessimistic to stunned, and then they became excited.

“Is this considered a blessing after surviving a disaster?”

What they received was a message from the Administrator, a Gift.

After resolving the Milky Way Crisis, the lost robotic empire still maintained its unpredictable and strange attitude. However, after experiencing so much, the civilizations more or less understood the state of the Administrator.

This special lost empire would not interfere with any progress in the Milky Way, but it had a unique logic to protect the entire Milky Way civilization from being hit hard.

When the Ring Crisis broke out, they were the first to react before all civilizations and even destroyed the Ring before the civilizations of the Milky Way could notice.

At that time, the civilizations of the Milky Way had no idea why the Administrator would make a move. Some people even guessed that this lost robotic empire had a grudge against the void realm in ancient times.

After the outbreak of the World Breaker Crisis, the Administrator did not respond. Some people guessed that the Administrator seemed to know that these World Breakers were not here to destroy the galaxy.

This opposing attitude in the midst of a crisis had made the Milky Way civilization faintly aware of the operational logic of the Administrator.

It was not until the appearance of the caterpillar fungus disease and Civilization Annihilator that they had a feeling of gradually understanding everything.

The Administrator did not make a move during the caterpillar fungus disease, as if he was sure that the Milky Way civilization could resist this crisis independently.

This was indeed the case. Even if Presolin did not appear, they would have been able to eliminate the caterpillar fungus disease sooner or later with the weapon that they were gradually getting used to – the Matter Separator.

However, they really had no way to deal with the Awakened Empire, the Civilization Annihilator. The Administrator seemed to have chosen to act only after confirming that the Civilization Annihilator was a threat to the galaxy.

The current Administrator had been labeled as the guardian of the galaxy by the Milky Way civilizations. At least everyone who had experienced the Milky Way Crisis was grateful to this lost empire from the bottom of their hearts.

They wouldn’t complain about why they didn’t come to help us earlier. They were all interstellar civilizations, and they understood that they could only rely on themselves.

Others had no obligation to be responsible for them, and others did not owe them anything. It was their duty to protect them when the crisis was brewing, and it was their duty to strengthen themselves.

Therefore, after the crisis was over, they sent a message of thanks to the Administrator and began their own reconstruction work.

Although they didn’t expect the Administrator to respond, after seeing the Administrator’s gift, they still felt tears welling up in their eyes, as if their efforts hadn’t been in vain.

[ Milky Way announcement: ]

[ The threat has been removed. The Shelter will return to its closed state. ]

[ The custody agreement is in effect. Please be prepared to receive assistance from the following civilizations, organizations, or groups. ]

[ Civilizations: Pyro Alliance, Star Alliance, Mingbow Science and Technology Nation, Underground Forest Kingdom… ]

[ Organization or group: The Galaxy Community, the Space Amoeba Rescue Agency, the Curator Organization… Khan of the Trial ]

[ Remark: Help will arrive within 15 Milky Way Days. Please make good use of it.]

“All… The Administrator, my God, my love, my ideals, my everything…”

Someone could not help but recite a lame poem. If it were any other time, they would definitely be laughed at, but at this moment, they were all immersed in a similar feeling.

There was nothing better than being the target of timely assistance. Although they didn’t know exactly what the Administrator would give them, how bad could it be if it came from the hands of the lost robotic empire?

“Is this the taste of being loved and cared for? Even my father has never loved me so much…”

The other representative, who had been tortured by his family since he was a child, burst into tears. His civilization had been the first to suffer in this crisis, and even his mother planet was borrowed from the Pyro Alliance.

He had thought that only a body could give him some warmth, but now he actually felt valued and cared for by the cold artificial intelligence. This was something he had never thought of.

“I’ve decided. In the future, if anyone dares to say anything bad about the Administrator, I’ll be the first to smash his head!”

“Well said! I propose to establish an Administrator Church to spread the good news of the Administrator!”

The joyful people began to celebrate nonstop. In the meantime, they began to guess what the Administrator would gift to the Galaxy Community.

After all, they had to work here and did not want to live in such a place forever.

Finally, they received the news.

The Interstellar Assembly, a giant structure that had been built in a certain Three Union Planet at some unknown time, would become the new headquarters of the Galaxy Community.

They had never thought that they would one day be able to use a giant structure as the headquarters of an organization. Such a multi-functional giant conference hall would never be filled up, at least in their limited lives.

Therefore, they were looking forward to the gift from the Administrator to the Milky Way civilization..