The humans of this world had no issue that Spark couldn't solve.
Want air to breathe? Use Spark. Want to eat and drink? Use Spark. Want to create clothes? Use Spark. Want to fly in Space? Use Spark.
There was nothing in this world that they couldn't do with Spark.
And that brought on a severe lack of growth to the entire human race. There was nothing they had to do to continue to improve. They could just use Spark.
The things that they used in their everyday life, the things that they were very useful to them were actually sothing that they kept around from a ti in the past.
The things they used could be called copies of relics from the past. All they were were a crude imitation of the real stuff, made real by the use of Conversion.
Hell, these people had copied entire Spaceships and made it real using Conversion. They went the extra length to not have to do anything to make it work in so other way.
The DODS system was also sothing left behind from history, that they didn't understand. They copied it and could make it work, but these people never understood why it worked.
They could never understand as no one had bothered to.
And no one could even begin to learn anything, they needed to get to Spark first. No matter what, Spark was very crucial for life in this world.
Such a stagnating community would sooner or later fall apart if the correct asures were not taken early enough.
The mont Spark disappeared, all of the humans in this world would die, and they never even thought about it.
The problem wasn't that the people didn't think about it, but that the people who did think didn't have any authority in this world. The scholars were under the heels of the soldiers whose leaders governed everything about this tiny world.
This was such a harsh system, and Ning was only beginning to see all of its flaws. There were no doubt many more.
Ning looked at the sky, seeing barely any color on it. The moon had not much of an atmosphere, so there was nothing for the light to scatter on.
'How large is the sun actually?' Ning wondered. Given how large Krimanax was, there was no doubt in his mind that it was large. Could it be one of the largest ones he had seen before?
'No, that one still has to go to that other sun,' he thought as he rembered the ti when he spent hundreds of thousands of years staying around that sun doing nothing but improving his body.
It had been so effective.
He looked at his body and gave a sigh. He still had the technique that converted radiations from suns and other large masses in the galaxy, but the improvent they gave him now was far from what he wanted.
The rate was still the sa now as it was before. However, what was previously a 20% improvent was now nothing more than a tiny, tiny, tiny fraction of his total strength.
He wished there was sothing better, but unless he used his own energy, it appeared that this was the most he could do.
"It's enough to beat up Constellations. Is it enough to beat up Galaxy wills?" Ning wondered to himself. At the end of the day, no matter how many Constellations he could kill, a Galactic Will was a major deal for him.
Just the fact that they could hide their presence alone was sothing absolutely terrifying to Ning. Not to ntion how very useful he was against the Galactic Will stole him away from Earth for millions of years.
Ning shook his head. He was doing a bit too much thinking on matters that didn't require a lot of thinking. He was just wasting ti.
"I should be leaving now," he said to himself and disappeared, arriving back in his room. The current ti was early in the morning, just 3 hours before he needed to get to his work as a Lieutenant. Today, however, there was sothing else he needed to do first.
Ning walked to the under-construction city and found the old man very quickly. It appeared that he got very little sleep during his nightti as he worked from early to end for a lot of days.
"You have co again?" the old man said in surprise.
"Of course, I am," Ning said. 'I did ntion, didn't I?"
"You did," the man said. "But I thought..."
"What did you think?" Ning asked, curious.
"Never mind," the old man said. "So, what is it that you're here for? Please tell you didn't tell your superiors about this. Am I going to jail?"
"Old man, relax," Ning said. "No one is going to prison. Can you take to that other place real quick?"
The old man looked around and sighed. "Alright, co with ."
They walked through the city, making their way to the other side where the hidden room was.
"Oh, I sent the report to my higher up, you should be receiving a new supply either today or tomorrow. Whenever they can manage to gather all 1 ton of Spark from their repositories." "Oh, that is excellent news," the old man said, truly happy about the information.
Ning nodded toward the man in understanding. He could see how happy he was.
"Did you take back the Spark?" Ning asked the man.
"I an, technically yes?" he said. "It's always kept in the sa place where we store it. We used it from the sa supply, so there is no taking back, exactly."
"Ah! I see," Ning said.
They arrived at the place and the door was opened. After they walked in, Ning looked through the first room and was surprised to see it empty.
"Are the scholars asleep?" he asked.
"No, they should be awake," he said. "They are getting ready to leave now that their work
here has co to an unfortunate end."
"End?" Ning asked, stopping to look at the man. "Who said it was ending?"
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