167: Chapter Good Luck?

Upon hearing this, the Octopus Person's previously taut nerves instantly relaxed a little, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the spatial frequency he had randomly altered was not blocked by the Imperial Fleet.

However, he also knew in his heart that this was just the first step; now it depended on his luck.

Once they entered this spatial tunnel, which led to an unknown destination, whether life or death awaited them was an unknown.

Meanwhile, in the Command Room of the massive Imperial Fleet not far away, the atmosphere was equally heavy.

A Field Grade Officer stared intently at the flickering light screen in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned to report to Yatelang.

"Report! A spatial tunnel has been detected, and those Thugs/Criminals are preparing to escape!"

"Didn't we already seal off space so thoroughly? How can they still open a spatial tunnel?"

Li Yang couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, his eyes full of confusion.

After all, the spatial blockade for this operation was seamless; these Thugs/Criminals shouldn't have been able to break through, according to common sense.

"It seems these people are truly prepared to burn their bridges, even daring to alter the spatial frequency."

Yatelang looked calm, as if everything was within his expectations.

As an old general who had fought on interstellar battlefields for many years, he had seen many such almost suicidal acts of altering spatial frequencies over the years.

In his memory, none of the enemies who had attempted to escape by altering spatial frequencies had survived to this day.

Subsequently, the military officer beside Li Yang noticed his confusion and proactively began to explain the complex and mysterious concept of spatial frequency to Li Yang in detail.

The military officer patiently said,

"Spatial frequency is like the password to a spatial tunnel. Each stable and safe frequency corresponds to a specific spatial path. The main purpose of our spatial blockade is to lock down those known, safe spatial frequencies, preventing the enemy from using these conventional paths to escape."

After listening to the officer's explanation, Li Yang nodded slightly, seemingly understanding a bit, but then he thought of another question and couldn't help but ask,

"If that's the case, then what do the spatial blockades on lower-grade starships block?"

Seeing this, the military officer continued to explain methodically,

"The blockade of hyperspace jumps is essentially a blockade of jump points. Hyperspace jumps require specific jump points as starting and ending positions. Without jump points, it's naturally impossible to perform a spatial jump. Of course, those desperate individuals can also try to randomly generate jump points, but the consequences are almost always the same: their starship will basically be crushed by the immense pressure of space or torn apart by spatial turbulence, with almost no chance of survival."

Just as Li Yang and the military officer beside him were engrossed in their conversation, trying to understand the many details of the spatial blockade, on a nearby planet, the Octopus Person had already decisively piloted the lone galaxy-class starship, like a trapped beast, plunging into the newly opened spatial tunnel.

At this moment, Yatelang stood quietly before the massive light screen in the Command Room, his gaze calmly watching the Octopus Person's every move.

Given the powerful strength of their fleet, successfully intercepting the Octopus Person before he entered the spatial tunnel would not have been difficult.

With just one order, those powerful energy weapons could instantly fire, turning the Octopus Person's starship into cosmic dust before it even entered the tunnel.

However, Yatelang did not take any action. He knew in his heart that letting the Octopus Person, this "big fish," go was merely a small variable in the grand scheme of things and would not have a substantial impact on the ultimate outcome of the entire operation.

Moreover, in his opinion, the Octopus Person's choice of such a risky escape method was no different from seeking his own death. Since it was a dead end anyway, it could be considered a completed mission.

"Go, deal with these remaining Thugs/Criminals."

Yatelang frowned slightly and gave the order.

As his command was issued, two relatively smaller starships instantly emerged from the fleet.

These two starships sped towards the planet below like arrows released from a bow.

On the planet's surface, the remaining Thugs/Criminals watched helplessly as their boss's starship recklessly plunged into the spatial tunnel, instantly feeling that the tide had turned.

Having just been fighting desperately, they now seemed to have lost all their will to fight, and any thought of resistance instantly vanished.

Without their leader, further futile resistance would only be in vain and would only lead to a more tragic end for themselves.

Thus, one starship after another obediently powered down, and the Thugs/Criminals, one by one, disembarked dejectedly, like a flock of lambs awaiting slaughter, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Imperial Army.

On the other side, the Octopus Person, who had successfully forced his way into the spatial tunnel, was soon enveloped by endless tension after the initial brief excitement.

His tentacles were tightly intertwined, and beads of sweat densely formed on his forehead.

At this moment, he was frantically praying in his heart, hoping that no accidents would occur.

This spatial tunnel was like a huge maze full of unknown dangers; a slight misstep and they would be torn to shreds by the immense power of space.

Perhaps it was fate's favor, or perhaps that ethereal prayer truly worked.

After entering the spatial tunnel, the anticipated spatial tearing or crushing did not occur.

Instead, not far ahead of them, a spatial rift emitting a faint light quietly appeared, like a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

"Hahaha, heaven helps me! The spatial frequency I randomly changed actually worked, hahaha!"

The Octopus Person was stunned at first, then burst into excited laughter.

The laughter was filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe and disbelief.

And the subordinate, who had previously been despairing and silently awaiting death, was now also full of excitement, his eyes sparkling with agitated light.

After all, using a randomly altered spatial frequency not only caused no problems but also allowed them to find an exit channel so smoothly. This luck was simply off the charts, like winning the biggest lottery in the universe.

Snapping back to his senses, the Octopus Person dared not delay for a moment and quickly focused all his attention on piloting the starship, speeding towards that exiting spatial rift.

In his heart, as long as he could successfully pass through that rift and escape this dangerous spatial tunnel, he would truly be able to escape the Imperial Fleet's pursuit, regain his freedom, and embark on a new "adventure" career...