Ever since humanity entered the atomic age, "strategic" weapons had never disappeared.
Regardless of whether it was for self-defense or offense, there must always be a weapon to deter the enemy.
Even before the industrial age, various kinds of "strategic" weapons had appeared.
Such weapons had both pros and cons.
On the plus side, they could "control" each other and keep both sides calm.
On the minus side, once the "false" peace was broken, it would be a devastating blow to civilization.
Just like nuclear weapons.
Because of this, after humanity left the solar system and learned about the existence of extraterrestrial civilizations, the first thing they thought of was how to create a "strategic" weapon to deter the enemy and bring peace.
Just like that, generations of "strategic" weapons were created, replaced, and even used.
The blue supergiant sent by the Transdimensional Marketing Company was one of these "strategic" weapons.
It was "developed" in the year 7041.
At that time, while the surrounding intelligent civilizations, which were on par with the humans, were still researching 'quantum cannons', 'high aggregation destruction curtains', and 'elementary dimensional control', the humans, a race that was extremely talented in warfare, had already set their sights on the Milky Way.
And so …
In for a penny, in for a pound, humans frantically collected many old stars. Under the dumbfounded gazes of the neighboring civilizations, they transformed these stars into red and blue supergiants that were about to explode.
In just 120 years, humans created a total of 175 "galactic bombs." They then scattered them to various areas and adjusted their angles to maximize the area of destruction.
With the push of a button, they could all explode at the same time!
Blowing up the galaxy!
Only the Big Bang at the beginning of the universe could compare to such a scene.
(If humans die, we die together! Hahaha!)
Just like that, the Milky Way was shocked.
Even some of the more technologically advanced races had never seen such a crazy civilization.
In conclusion, Earthlings were still the fiercest …
However, as everyone knew, there was a price to pay for acting cool.
Supergiants were celestial bodies and stars. They weren't things that intelligent beings could casually manipulate.
Changing the elemental ratio was easy, but restoring them was a fantasy.
A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
One after another, those "galactic bombs" burned through the hydrogen element and reached the end of their lifespan, officially entering the early stages of death.
These things weren't trash. They couldn't be thrown away, nor could they be destroyed like nuclear weapons. Once they collapsed and caused a supernova, the Milky Way would truly be at peace.
A planned individual detonation wasn't a good solution either. The Milky Way was too densely packed. The gamma-ray explosion would kill everything in its path.
At first, he was worried about the humans.
However, when humans realized that other races were more worried, they suddenly stopped worrying.
Humans chose to utilize their other two talents — commerce and hooliganism — to negotiate with civilizations that could match their words.
Together, they invested a terrifying amount of money to send the Death Knells away through the space-time wormhole.
What?
Disagree?
Then there was nothing to talk about …
Let's not fight one-on-one according to the rules of the pugilistic world. Let's set off the fireworks of more than a hundred civilizations together. Maybe some civilizations will be lucky … and not die?
Hence …
The blue supergiant, which only had four months left in its shelf life, was sent to Chen Yu.
Obviously, there were more than a hundred other evaluators from parallel universes who suffered at the same time.
"F * ck!"
"A bunch of crazy idiots!"
Slowly putting down his phone, Chen Yu's expression under the mask fluctuated.
This is no longer just a business partnership. For the more "advanced" space-time, the ancient space-time is still a garbage and troublesome disposal plant.
As the saying goes, a fellow Daoist would rather die than a fellow Daoist. He did not care whether others were happy or not.
"So, does it really make sense for humans to rush out of the solar system and prolong the survival of our race?
"No matter how advanced technology is, the nuclear threat looming over our heads is merely a more advanced form …"
Taking another deep breath, Chen Yu picked up his phone and typed a reply on WeChat.
[Chen Yu: "So, despite your previous pleasant-sounding words about rewards, you're essentially shifting the blame to me?"
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Mr. Chen, you misunderstood us.
We're not shifting the blame. "]
[Chen Yu: "The reality is right in front of us. What are you doing, then?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "We're shifting the blame."]
[Chen Yu: "… I want to file a complaint."]
[Recall]
[Chen Yu: "Forget it. Pretend I didn't say anything.]
Let me ask you, how are we going to deal with this thing?
Ten light-years is too close. If we detonate the Earth, we'll die. "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "You can push it away!"]
[Chen Yu: "Do you think I can pull it away with a donkey?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Probably not …"]
[Chen Yu: "Crap!
If it doesn't work, think of another way!
There are only four months left, Grandma! "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "What can four months do?"]
[Chen Yu: "..."]
[Chen Yu: "I feel like you're taking revenge on me right now."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Dear, you're overthinking things.
Four months is more than enough for us to ship you an excellent traction product.
At that time, you can drag the star away. "]
[Chen Yu: "I really can't believe you right now.
Just tell me, how far can you transport it? "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Within 100 light-years."]
[Chen Yu: "What's the point of that?!
Even if the star collapses and explodes, won't Earth still die?! "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Mr. Chen, calm down first.
Although 100 light-years is a short distance, as long as you adjust the angle and deviate it by 30 ° from the solar system, the gamma-ray burst won't harm the Milky Way. "]
[Chen Yu: "What about the remaining damage?"]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "At most, Earth's electronic equipment will be destroyed."]
Raising his head, Chen Yu looked at the blue supergiant outside the spacecraft and held his forehead in pain. "Help..."
"Friends, please wait a little longer. There are still some problems, but they will be solved immediately."
After comforting the audience with a few words, Chen Yu continued typing.
[Chen Yu: "Fine. I'll accept this.
Send me the review next month. "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "That won't do. I've already applied for a more explosive product for next month.
You can't change it. "]
[Chen Yu: "More?!
You're talking to me about more?! "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "It's just an adjective. It's not more dangerous. I swear."]
[Chen Yu: "Can we discuss this?
I already have no way of explaining all of this to humans, yet you still want to give me another blow? "]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Why don't you file a complaint against me?
I will be transferred to the Kuiper Belt's Transdimensional Marketing Headquarters' Opinion Management Department in the year 4552. My work number is 23333.
[Chen Yu: "... Fine. Just you wait."]
[Transdimensional Marketing: "Mhm, mhm."]
Closing WeChat, Chen Yu pocketed his phone and closed his eyes for a moment. He then turned around and faced the camera with open arms.
"Dear friends, I've kept you waiting.
"Let me tell you a piece of good news.
This blue supergiant isn't as dangerous as a stellar battleship. In fact, it's...
"Haha, it's a big firecracker!"
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