Chapter 427: Moraise Bad Luck(ー_ー;)
Over 100 stars orbited and protected it. Before Tom, this planet-sized Star Beast stretched its body freely.
At this moment, Tom had no more doubts, only bitterness.
With such similar appearances, there was no doubt that the Star Beast Disaster he had annihilated was related to this terrifying Star Beast, likely of the Space-level, surrounded by numerous stars.
Tom never imagined that casually destroying a Star Beast would lead to a connection with such a terrifying existence.
Even if the Red Star Nation intervened, it was uncertain whether they could win against this terrifying Star Beast, which was very likely of the Space-level.
His technology was only at the gravity level, so there was even less hope.
Even if it didn’t act, the Dark Energy-level Star Beasts guarding it were not something he could contend with.
In a daze, the probe ships near the super-giant Star Beast also quietly disappeared, destroyed silently.
The data was thus interrupted.
In the solar system where Tom was located, which had been incorporated into the Star Beast Nation by the Space-level Star Beast, Tom’s mind raced.
"No matter what, this Space-level Star Beast didn’t directly annihilate me. It must have some special plan.
And, as long as I’m not directly annihilated, I still have a chance! It’s not a desperate situation yet, I can’t give up!
Besides..."
Tom felt the connection between himself and his clone, and his heart suddenly swelled with excitement.
He clearly felt that even though he had been stripped from the three-dimensional universe and entered the Star Beast Nation, all the clones he had scattered throughout the three-dimensional universe still maintained contact with him!
This meant that even if he were completely annihilated in this Star Beast Nation, he could still transfer his consciousness to those clones. Although all the technological data developed over tens of thousands of years would be lost, he would at least have a chance to start over!
Compared to Tom’s solemnity and composure, the Moraise civilization’s high-ranking officials, who also understood the current situation, were in despair and filled with gloom.
In the Supreme Commander’s meeting room, a high-ranking official of the civilization seemed unable to bear the repeated blows and despair, and had a mental breakdown, sobbing.
"First the Demonic Eye Tribulation, then two crushing defeats against the Grey Worm Civilization. After finally escaping, we encountered the Star Beast Disaster. After finally eliminating the Star Beast Disaster, we received support from the Bluetoth Civilization. Just as everything seemed to be getting better, we encountered a Space-level Star Beast...
Wuwuwu, why is our civilization’s fate so tragic..."( ノД`)...
The high-ranking officials of the civilization were silent, no one went to comfort him.
Tom’s message arrived at this moment: "Esteemed Supreme Commander of the Moraise Civilization:
We believe that the current situation has not yet reached a desperate state, and both our sides still have hope for survival and continuation.
No matter what, we must first do our utmost, and then leave it to fate.
Our side suggests that, given the unclear current situation, we should respond to all changes by remaining unchanged. At this stage, our side should focus on establishing a solar system defense system, doing our best to enhance the safety of both our sides. What do you think?"
This message seemed to pull the Moraise Supreme Commander’s wandering thoughts back. Taking two deep breaths, he said with a still trembling voice: "Yes, yes, our side agrees with your proposal. So, next..."
Both sides exchanged and consulted, each confirming their respective tasks, and a massive defense system construction project, sweeping across the entire solar system, immediately began.
On every larger planet in this solar system—large planets, moons, dwarf planets, and even asteroids larger than 20 kilometers—Tom and the Moraise civilization both launched large-scale defense system construction work.
Of course, over 90% of these engineering tasks were undertaken by Tom.
Large areas of ground-based anti-aircraft arrays were laid out on every planet, and Gravity Cannons, energy cannons, space mine launching devices, as well as space-based turrets, bases, and unmanned defense facilities, sprang up like mushrooms after rain.
Heavy transport ships bustled through the solar system, and on every slightly larger planet, there were thousands to hundreds of thousands of factories roaring day and night.
In addition to automated defense facilities, manned battleships were also being built in large quantities.
With Tom’s unremitting production, the smallest Mercury-class battleships under his command quickly exceeded ten million. Even the largest Jupiter-class battleships successfully surpassed the 1,000 mark.
Such a large number of Jupiter-class battleships incurred enormous costs just for routine maintenance, which even Tom’s industrial and military strength could barely afford.
But fortunately, these Jupiter-class battleships were new, with low maintenance requirements, so they were barely manageable.
More than ten years passed in a hurry, and there was still no change in this small universe, which had basically been confirmed as the Star Beast Nation.
Those enormous and ferocious Star Beasts still obediently remained in their solar systems. At the core of the universe, the sole massive Star Beast, suspected to be Space-level, did nothing else except occasionally stretching its body, as if accepting the worship of the stars.
Meanwhile, Tom and the Moraise civilization’s solar system defense project was basically completed.
More war materials would be produced and supplemented into this project, continuously, and would not stop in the near future. And at this moment, Tom finally had the time and energy to think about other things.
"They captured us, but then didn’t take any further action, letting us mess around in this solar system... What exactly is this Space-level Star Beast planning?
And... how do I escape from this Star Beast Nation?"
For the first question, Tom had no other choice but to passively wait. The second question, however, could be researched.
One thing was certain: he could not escape from here by conventional means.
After all, this was Space-level technology. Even if his technology advanced to the Dark Energy level, he would likely be powerless against it, let alone now that he was only at the gravity level.
So... what unconventional methods could be used?
Tom thought for a long time and finally made a decision.