Star Fleet, starting from digitization

Chapter 235 A String of Numbers

"Mobilize the Seventh Fleet to supplement the seventh theater of the central defense line, and let all the civilizations that join the battlefield go to the first to third theaters!"

"The industrial sector allocates 5.00% of production capacity to manufacture ultra-large-scale antimatter bombs and antimatter diffusers!"

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The Central Command of the Starlight Federation is extremely busy, with trillions of military-related personnel dispatched, even for a seventh-level civilization that has reached a single thought, it needs a central office.

It also needs the assistance of the central optical brain.

The Omnic crisis broke out in the sixth-level civilization, and the seventh-level civilization basically restricts the freedom of intelligence.

Of course, it is impossible to disable it. Advanced civilizations are not stupid. Without intelligent data technology, it will be extremely difficult for most technological civilizations to make further progress.

Naya stood in front of the huge three-dimensional virtual star map, looking at the darkness in all directions of the territory, her expression was calm but her heart was extremely sad.

The darkness behind the Federation is an empty starry sky with a range of billions of light years. Even a seventh-level civilization can surpass the speed of light with space technology without relying on the sky.

Billions of light years also take a hundred years, although a hundred years is an extremely short period of time for advanced civilized citizens.

However, the number of citizens that can be taken away is not much, not to mention the faster-than-light voyage promoted by space technology, which will definitely cause citizens to be disturbed by the macroscopic environment.

The powerful people of the Federation and those who entered a few isolation cabins are fine, other citizens will basically be alienated into twisters!
Even the citizens of high-level civilizations are basically human-shaped weapons in low-level civilizations, with a long lifespan, but it is the same for the macroscopic world.

All ordinary things.

Therefore, there is only one way before the Federation, or travel through the universe for billions of years at 99.9% of the speed of light, eager to be discovered and brought back by other civilizations.

Either create a very small number of fire fleets that can cut off the interference of the macro-environmental environment, and only send away a very small number of genetic citizens from all walks of life.

Obviously, the Federation chose the latter.

Billions of years are too long for a seventh-level civilization, and the chance of survival is less than one in a million.

And the latter can at least guarantee the continuation of the federation. As for whether it will eventually become a vassal of a certain civilization or be eliminated midway, that is not something to consider now.

Naya looked up, the darkness in front of the star map was different from the empty starry sky.

It seemed to have swallowed a large piece of the star map with a thick black spot like graffiti.

And this weird black spot is still expanding and spreading.

"The mist of darkness!" Naya gritted her teeth.

Decades ago, the sudden appearance of the dark mist was ignored. It just suddenly appeared in the territory of the original Starlight Federation, which was the center of the star cluster.

And it can't even swallow a planet or even the mountains on it.

No one expected it to expand to swallow several galaxies in just a few hours.

Federation scientists have worked with several other seventh-level civilization scientists for a long time, but they have not found any restrictions or ways to break them.

No matter what kind of weapon it is, it can't be destroyed. Only antimatter can slightly block the speed of its devouring.

Probably the speed at which it is devoured is reduced by about [-]/[-], and it can only last for a few hours.

Shanbo looked at Naya's back and sighed helplessly.

As the head of the federation, Naya's children and her husband were also swallowed by darkness, but Naya couldn't carry anything with her.

I don't even have many opportunities to vent my emotions and thoughts, so I can only keep busy every day.

If it weren't for the strong physical fitness of advanced civilized humans, it would be fine to not rest for several years, Naya might have died of overwork.

Rumble!
Suddenly, an extremely violent explosion came from the screen in the center of the command hall.

I saw that in a vast area, the purer black light waves that were comparable to the pitch-black fog suddenly spread, covering a full range of tens of light years!
Forcibly resisting the steps of the surrounding pitch-black mist, but only for a moment, the pitch-black mist moved forward again, but the speed dropped slightly.

That was the fire frigate of a certain seventh-level civilization, and they made all the remaining resources into a large number of antimatter bombs.

It is obviously useless to resist the erosion of the black mist.

"How about the fire of Tula civilization?" Naya asked suddenly after being stunned for a moment.

Shan Bo responded immediately: "It's settled."

Naya nodded and said nothing, just quietly watching the coming black mist.

Time passed quickly.

Because the fleet contaminated by the pitch-black things took the initiative to attack, it seemed that even the boundless pitch-black things behind them spread faster and faster.

In just a few days, the dark mist has already spanned hundreds of thousands of light years, and is about to touch the territory of the Starlight Federation.

At this time, Naya couldn't help but think of the meaning that the will of civilization conveyed to herself some time ago. He sent a distress signal to the macroscopic heaven.

But, will the macroscopic world really care about the Starlight Federation, which is a mere seventh-level civilization?
【alarm!alarm!Enemy troops have been detected at the border of the territory]

[According to the first-level combat readiness status, the commander of the defense theater can decide the combat order by himself]

Immediately, the first to third war zones, which are the most central and the largest, launched an attack.

As a well-designed area to meet the enemy, the three major theaters will be the most violently attacked!

The dark army without wisdom will only blindly attack everything in front, at least [-]% of the dark army will attack the three major areas.

Violent light spears and energy torrents swept across the starry sky at extreme speed, bombarding the surface of the Black Legion's battleship.

Although the pitch-black ship with only the outline of the battleship is endowed with extremely strong defense, it is not an absolute defense. As long as the attack power and density are high enough, it can still be defeated.

Therefore, in a round of attack, at least tens of thousands of pitch-black ships were turned into pieces, but the counterattack of the pitch-black ships turned the starlight battleships at least three times its size into a ball of fire!
The silent fluctuations produced by the explosion scattered, and the cosmic super-frequency sound that only highly genetically optimized people could hear echoed around.

That's the waves generated by high-dimensional energy, that's the wailing of planets and warships.

The battle between the two sides only became intense in an instant, and the violent light spears and energy storms rose and spread.

"Behind is our home and relatives, we have no way to retreat!"

The commander of the first war zone roared, controlling the huge fortress under his seat to roll forward, carrying anti-matter cannons that should not have appeared in advanced civilized warfare to vent their firepower.

The fierce battle lasted only three hours, and the grand cosmic war came to an end under the high battle loss ratio and asymmetrical scale between the enemy and the enemy.

The first battle zone, which broke into the battlefield the most, was the first to be defeated.

No miracles, no mercy and nonsense from enemies.

Tens of millions of warships and hundreds of billions of federal citizens died.

At the last moment, the commander of the first war zone straightened his military uniform, sat safely on the command chair and watched the gradually eroded fortress.

Facing the endless darkness, his eyes were full of peace.

beep!

Violent antimatter light waves centered on the core fortress and suddenly swept away.

The terrifying antimatter tide covered nearly half of the first theater.

For the first time, the pitch-black mist obviously stopped the progress.

A screen next to Naya suddenly blurred, and then a line of blood red words appeared.

The cold mechanical sound echoed in the command hall at the same time.

【Destruction of the first war zone】

[Calculation of battle damage: 480 billion (the entire army was wiped out)]

[The list of the dead is recorded]

"a string of numbers"

(End of this chapter)