Him and their stars.

Chapter 2222 With the Marshal absent, the Marshal's wife naturally has the final say.

Yang Xiyi, of course, could not possibly disagree. Although he knew that the other party's invitation might be interpreted by those with ulterior motives as having some political intentions, he could not suppress his curiosity.

In reality, by this time, Yang's fleet's work ships and medical ships had already approached these exhausted and battered friendly fleets, carrying medicines and supplies. They had been greatly shocked.

"This is simply a miracle."

"Yes, it's even more miraculous than the Ring of Miracles."

"She belongs to us, to the Blue Star community."

"Long live Commander Yu Lian!"

These cheers filled the communication channels. This is understandable, as most of the personnel in the New Shenzhou Group were originally from the Said garrison fleet, the main force of the far-shore war zone, and their loyalty to their "old" commander was self-evident.

Now, this "old" commander has created a miraculous expedition and miraculous results, and this Enlightened One warship is a witness to countless miracles, so it is only natural that it can evoke such cheers.

Yang Xiyi could understand the soldiers' feelings.

In fact, he had a similar experience when he approached the giant ship in the transport boat. The closer he got, the more he could feel the impact of the Wide-Area Silence.

It was a double impact on both the eyes and the soul.

Although the ship was enormous, it was not necessarily more imposing than the Titans of the Empire and the Alliance. Its size was only about the same as most dreadnoughts.

However, this Wide-Area Silent was still the most magnificent warship Yang Xiyi had ever seen in his life, even surpassing the imagined creations in movies and games.

Her lines were fluid and elegant, and her silver shell shimmered with a cold, aloof yet warm luster. It was a combination of the hardness of metal, the mystery of a Noble Phantasm, and the shimmering light of surging life force, full of a peculiar and sublime rhythm.

Her overall appearance was exceptionally clean, seamlessly integrated, without any flaws. This contrasted sharply with the gun ports, turrets, missile silos, hangar entrances and exits, shield generators, and clearly visible armor seams and external pipelines found on human warships.

Based on this alone, it is more than a generation ahead of the warships of the current civilization.

However, on the smooth, mirror-like surface of the ship's hull, a unique, rhythmic luster flowed across the armor, and the undulating light vaguely formed complex and mysterious patterns.

This is a solemn scene that transcends the level of current civilization.

She floated there quietly, yet exuded a serene and powerful presence, as if she were the core of this universe.

Yang Xiyi pressed himself against the porthole, scrutinizing the Enlightened warship that was getting closer and closer to him. His eyes were like those of someone examining a wondrous artifact, but they lacked the undisguised amazement and wonder that most people would have.

"This is our own weapon for the final battle," Akinayama Hachiman murmured with emotion. "And she played her part. Such a legendary expedition, and I was unable to participate!"

Yang Xiyi shook his head slightly: "However, using her as a weapon in the final battle is the least cost-effective and forward-thinking approach. I am actually against Commander Yu taking her into the Heavenly Domain."

"You not only objected, but also sent a long article to persuade us," Akinayama Hachiman said helplessly. "But at that time, communication was cut off, making it difficult to obtain first-hand information, and it was also difficult for us to understand the actual situation."

"No, I received Commander Yu's response 70 hours later."

Akinayama Hachiman said that this was something he didn't know.

"He said he fully understood my concerns and agreed with my judgment. Then he naturally rejected me," Yang Xiyi said, shrugging.

Akinayama Hachiman pushed up his glasses, speechless.

"He told me that this was a strategic opportunity that could not be missed. Even if he himself was trapped in the capital, the Silent Ship could definitely bring the rest of the soldiers back to the new Shenzhou safely. In that case, we could take the gamble."

Indeed, as he said, before he himself returned, the Silent Ship had already returned, bringing with it the majority of Bonaparte's fleet from the New World.

Regardless, this legendary expedition was a resounding success. However, what's concerning is that everyone seems to have their own ideas about the city now.

At that moment, the transport boat they were on was guided by a soft beam of light and smoothly glided into the open entrance on the belly of the Silent Ship. It was like a ripple spreading out like water.

The fluid metal layer on the outer wall of large warships and fortresses also forms a similar state when it opens, but none of them are as natural and smooth as the Silent Ship, as if they were truly gentle ripples of water.

The interior passageways, of course, lacked the cold and austere atmosphere of military warships. Whether in the docked hangars or the human-shaped passageways, the walls and floors gleamed with a soft, milky-white sheen.

Yang Xiyi and his group soon saw their old comrades-in-arms who had come to welcome them. They immediately put aside all their previous doubts and were filled with joy and emotion.

Considering that at least half of the people present had a lunar background, it was more like a class reunion.

The Bifang robot bounced around among the crowd of comrades who were greeting each other, giving high-fives and hugs, and expressing their gratitude for the survival of the war-torn comrades. The scene became even more joyful and harmonious.

In short, this was a great and victorious meeting.

Then they witnessed the refined and efficient energy flow inside the ship; they saw furniture, instruments, and even complex workbenches that could be built up as needed.

Through the transparent hanging window, they saw the Silent Ship's energy core device, which resembled a vast and mysterious world tree.

Of course, there are also advanced medical pods that seem incredibly sophisticated, and a luxurious simulated ecological park.

Compared to that, the dragons dozing in the ecological park are nothing.

“They are our spoils of war… no, they should be considered our former comrades,” Fei Fei explained. “I hope the New Shenzhou side has already prepared the Dragon Nest.”

"The thawed Tian Shu 1 in the Tian Shu star system has space for dragons to live in. We have already designated an area, enough for a hundred dragons to live in," said Akinayama Hachiman.

Actually, there's no need to be so cautious. With just a few individuals, even if Star Dragons are perfect creatures that reproduce through inbreeding and have no genetic diseases, there's really no hope of them ever multiplying into a population.

As they continued their journey, the awe they felt at the Silent Ship persisted, making them feel increasingly like country bumpkins.

Yang Xiyi already knew how effective and versatile these bouncy Bifang robots were as assistants, and he also understood that through reverse reasoning based on the ship's hits on the secondary guns, the engineering department had come up with new plans to improve the railgun and light spear cannon. He also learned in detail about the use and attack effects of the arc cannon, and knew that an even more powerful "phase-disintegrating cannon" was being unlocked on the ship.

"So, what exactly can unlock it?"

“After we took down that armored zombie of the Dimensional Abomination, Bi Fang started collecting materials and even managed to snatch some peculiar and extraordinary materials, which were automatically sent into the Sacred Tree. As a result, the unlocking progress of the Disintegration Cannon reached 97%,” Fei Fei explained.

"The Sacred Tree?"

"That's the main energy core of our warship. Doesn't it look a lot like it?"

Okay, they really do look very similar.

Akinayama Hachiman said thoughtfully, "So, you mean we should use the Silent Ship to hunt down a few more Void Realm Lords?" "That possibility cannot be ruled out. Of course, if it's the ancient-level Star-Eating Insects and Star Planters we encountered before," Fei Fei laughed. "Anyway, that's what our Supreme Commander, who is still wandering in the nebula, thinks."

Yang Xiyi said that he still didn't understand the matter of psychics, but out of a sense of responsibility as a leader, he thought for a moment and said, "This is where the masters of the Spiritual Research Association will help us."

“Once the academy officially opens and Master Lan emerges from seclusion, I will go to pay my respects to them,” Fei Fei said.

Yang Xiyi felt that the other party's attitude was a bit reserved; the term "paying respects" could be translated as "conveying the imperial decree." Of course, considering that this might be his own prejudice, he naturally couldn't bring himself to say it.

“Also, we should talk to Mr. Trend,” Fei Fei added. “Has he returned to New Shenzhou?”

Yang Xiyi paused slightly, glanced at Akina Hachiman, who nodded while pushing up his glasses: "We just arrived yesterday, and we were on a civilian ship. Actually, when the news of the emperor's death spread, the empire had already relaxed its blockade of the mountain and sea routes, and some passenger ships had resumed operation."

In fact, with the emperor's death, King Su's resignation, and the establishment of the Imperial Regency Council, a consensus emerged throughout the universe that "the war is about to end." This consensus was further amplified after Duke Fexu made a dubious discussion about the importance of peace at the Galactic Civilization Council of Huaxu.

Then came the Battle of New Tennessee.

Of course, in Yang Xiyi's view, although this battle was won, it was no longer worth taking to heart.

On the bridge of the Silent Ship, he saw a remarkably spacious area, perfectly circular in layout, with a slightly sunken circular area at the center. The floor was a smooth, yet calming, white jade color. The surrounding walls were entirely panoramic screens, seamlessly displaying a 360-degree view of the external universe.

Through the almost imperceptible window, the stars in the sky seemed within reach. The bridge crew and the robots were busy at their posts.

Of course, there were no physical panels in front of them; they were simply operating the panels made of optical projections with their fingers.

If you ignore the opulent, palatial decor throughout the ship, this should be a quiet, efficient scene filled with a sense of futuristic technology.

But right now, Yang Xiyi only noticed the commander's seat at the very top of the bridge. He felt it was like a high and mighty throne.

He composed himself and took a seat in the conference room on the fifth floor of the tiered bridge.

We're so close to that "throne" that it feels like we're being looked down upon from right up close.

Bouncy, round robots carrying trays served everyone snacks and drinks, including expensive red wine and royal pastries.

"These are all spoils we've captured from the Empire, enough to feed an army of 100,000 for another three to five years," Fei Fei said with a smile. "From now on, Imperial spoils will be a specialty of the Silent Ship's canteen; you won't want to miss it. We can talk about the future of the war and the future of the community while we eat."

The attendees all felt that they had heard this phrase somewhere before, but they could try to ignore the slight sense of incongruity.

The head seat in the conference room was empty, so Feifei simply sat down on the left and began to preside over the meeting as if it were her right. Of course, no one present, including Yang Xiyi, thought there was anything wrong with it.

Major General Mukawa even asked urgently, "Colonel...Madam, is it true that the commander broke out of the capital? The Empire has blocked news from the Heavenly Domain, so we have no way of knowing."

He was once Yu Lian's chief of staff, and later became Yang Xiyi's chief of staff, but he always considered himself a veteran of Yu's fleet.

This is a meticulous and rigid person. Because of his meticulousness, his abilities are trustworthy. Because of his rigidity, he is inflexible, which also makes him trustworthy in his loyalty.

Feifei remembered Yu Lian making such comments about Yu's old subordinates.

"He didn't break out; he just swaggered away. Those mere imperial devils had no reason, legally or in terms of ability, to stop him. I spoke with him ten days ago; he had already entered the Abyss Nebula. As for him now..." Fei Fei pointed to her eyes, revealing a mysterious smile: "He's naturally safe, and even moving towards the side of truth. He's actually safer than any of us. That's something I can sense."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I'm not pretending anymore. I'm a high-level psychic too." Fei Fei shrugged. "How could I not sense the presence of the person next to me?"

Yang Xiyi said that he still doesn't understand the affairs of you psionicists, but Feifei's words are still very convincing.

Sure enough, Miss Gongsun Qing, standing behind the long table, kept nodding: "Yes, I felt it too."

Feifei glared at the other woman, and the sword saint, who already had quite a reputation for martial arts, quickly lowered her head.

Major General Mukawa and Brigadier General Tove quickly exchanged glances, then looked at Brigadier General Nemo across the long table. These three generals, whose combined age was a full 150 years and whose total phone conversations over the past year probably didn't exceed two hours, seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding in an instant.

"So, after the commander returns to the new Shenzhou, should a supreme command be established so that he can personally coordinate all military and political affairs?" Major General Mukawa asked.

Yang Xiyi never expected that the one who initially made this request would be the chief of staff, who looked the most serious, rigid, thick-browed, and big-eyed man.

However, he was not surprised at all, and could not even find any reason to object emotionally.

"All combat operations, including operations, logistics, and armaments construction, should be coordinated and commanded by such a supreme wartime department. There should even be a department to coordinate the actions of all resistance forces in the occupied territories," Brigadier General Tovey said.

“Indeed, the government-in-exile is in Nefi, not on the battlefield, and doesn’t understand the front lines, so it’s difficult for them to gain the trust of all the resistance forces,” Brigadier General Nemo said.

That was far too blunt. Mukava and Tovi both glared at Nemo, probably thinking he'd gone too far. But Nemo stood tall and proud, as if he'd carried out some supreme order, adopting a posture of "bearing the blame for the sovereign."

“Should we also take on diplomatic duties all at once?” Eleanor Bonaparte asked. Her expression and voice were flat, making it difficult to tell whose side she was on.

"Actually, it's not impossible... well, I think it depends on how well the Nefi government-in-exile cooperates. They're more familiar with it."

Fortunately, Fei Fei shook her head slightly: "I can't guarantee that he will return on schedule. Maybe he will feel that there are other battlefields that are more worthy of his attention and he will want to go and observe them in person. Ladies and gentlemen, this is no longer a war just for us Earthlings."

As she said this, she had already glanced at Yang Xiyi discreetly.

The latter had already begun tactically gulping down his tea.

The older generals looked at each other again, hesitant to speak, and then stopped talking, waiting for their wives to continue presiding over the meeting.

She added without hesitation, "We must make good use of this ancient ship from the Age of the Enlightened. It is an all-powerful industrial mother machine and a mobile treasure trove of all-powerful technology. It is far more than just a super weapon! Its value will far exceed that of a super weapon."

Yang Xiyi said he couldn't agree more.

"Our new Shenzhou now possesses resources, shipyards, skilled workers, and a large influx of immigrants. Of course, it also has ample space for development. We have so much work to do. War is for the sake of construction, and war does not hinder construction. Even in war, the new Shenzhou can be transformed into the central base for liberating all our fallen compatriots, the central base for resisting imperial tyranny, and equally, a model of civilization. To defeat the Empire, we must not only defeat them militarily, but also prove our superiority through construction. What do you all think?"

No one objected. Partly because what she was saying sounded too much like what someone who wasn't there was saying.

“In that case, the Supreme Command can’t just deal with military affairs. It wouldn’t look good if everyone sitting here were soldiers. What do you all think?” Fei Fei glanced at everyone, seemingly having already made the decision for them, even though she was sitting at the same long table looking at them at eye level.

Naturally, no one felt there was anything wrong with it.

(End of this chapter)