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They were waiting. Waiting for this twenty-five-year-old to reveal the trump card that could save the entire blue planet.

Li Yichen smiled as he met dozens of reddened eyes.

He sighed inwardly, marveling at the truly astute insight of the Great Xia's supreme leader. He had deduced the entire plan behind a single dose of medicine.

"Old Lu guessed right." Li Yichen interlaced his fingers, resting his elbows on the edge of the mahogany table. "I have a solution."

Four words that instantly shattered the tension that had gripped the meeting room.

Liu Guoliang, panting heavily, slumped into a chair and unbuttoned his collar. He Zhenchuan wiped the sweat from his brow. Several elderly people had tears welling up in their eyes.

Li Yichen tapped the table twice.

"Don't get too excited, everyone. There's a misconception I need to correct beforehand." He suppressed his smile and scanned the entire room. "This battle has nothing to do with Great Xia and America fighting for territory. This is a life-or-death struggle for the civilization of Earth."

He leaned forward: "When the situation truly collapses, there will be no distinction between Great Xia and America; only humanity will remain."

Zhang Mingyuan frowned: "You mean, we want to unite global forces? Share technology?"

"No." Li Yichen shook his head. "What I mean is, if other countries don't obediently follow Great Xia, they'll have to fend for themselves. I don't have the time to be a babysitter for all of humanity. Great Xia's resources are only for the people of Great Xia, plus any vassals willing to submit."

Old Master Lu nodded: "To repel external threats, we must first pacify the internal situation; that is the way it should be. Little Li, what gives you your confidence? Show us what you have to offer."

Li Yichen tilted his head.

"Ling'er, get to work."

The holographic projection shimmered with light. The star map vanished, and a three-dimensional model of a blue star floated in the center of the conference table.

Around the model, tens of thousands of golden dots connect to each other, weaving a layer of dark blue grid composed of countless hexagons, completely enveloping the entire planet.

"This is a planetary barrier," Li Yichen said, pointing to the grid. "Tens of thousands of energy bases have been laid across near-Earth orbit, and the entire network is operating in parallel. The global aurora borealis a while ago was all caused by its activation."

He Zhenchuan stood up abruptly, the chair legs dragging on the ground with a screeching sound.

"Was it you who caused the aurora last time?!" He Zhenchuan's eyes widened, his voice booming. "I thought a solar storm had broken out prematurely!"

Liu Guoliang slapped his thigh: "I knew it! That night, space agencies around the world were frantically searching for the cause, and our military's radar was also blinded. It turns out it was you who made that iron turtle shell!"

Li Yichen let them ramble on and continued his explanation: "With this shell in place, unless an alien fleet carries a planet-destroying cannon-level weapon, they won't be able to carve a crater on Earth. Conventional orbital bombardment and meteorite impacts won't even scratch the edge of the mesh."

The atmosphere in the meeting room began to warm up. The generals whispered among themselves, and most of the despair on their faces faded.

"Just taking a beating without fighting back is not my style." Li Yichen drew a line in the air with his finger.

Holographic projection switching.

The screen then displayed a live image of the far side of the moon.

In the desolate crater, tens of thousands of silver-white T-800 Terminators are wielding plasma cutting blades, frantically carving out a giant crater in the lunar soil.

Blue-white sparks cannot burn in a vacuum, leaving only blinding spots of light. Giant engineering machinery tracks crush lunar dust, transporting tons of ore to the smelting area.

"What are you fixing?" Xiao Jingshan leaned closer to the holographic screen and pointed to the bottomless pit.

"The base for the planet-destroying cannon." Li Yichen's voice was calm, as calm as discussing what to eat for dinner. "Tens of thousands of Terminators will be running around the clock. Once it's built, one shot will be enough to blast a planet into dust."

He looked up at Xiao Jingshan: "If the alien fleet dares to come, I dare to turn them into cosmic dust."

A series of heavy gasps came from the conference room.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Mingyuan spilled half a cup of water from the teacup he had just picked up, splashing it onto the mahogany table.

No one bothered to clean it.

Planet-destroying cannon! One shot, one destruction! A concept from science fiction movies is actually being implemented on the far side of the moon!

"This planet-destroying cannon is so big, the main gun caliber must be a kilometer, right?" A major general, who was a weapons expert, pointed at the blueprints on the screen, his voice trembling.

"Main gun caliber 1200 meters," Li Yichen reported the data, "Recharge time 10 minutes. Range covers the entire solar system."

"It's not over yet." Li Yichen swiped his finger again.

The scene shifts to the second region on the far side of the moon.

On the flat lunar surface, a colossal metal keel, six kilometers long, stretches across the landscape. Countless pieces of engineering machinery are busily working around it. The massive anti-gravity engine base is already taking shape, and superconducting cables weave through the metal frame like blood vessels.

"This is the keel of the light-speed capital ship," Li Yichen dropped the final bombshell. "Once it's finished, I don't plan to wait for them at my doorstep."

He placed his hands on the table, looking down at the entire room: "I'm going to send my fleet to Ophiuchus and raid their home planet. I'll put the battlefield in their star system and destroy their planets."

Six kilometers! Light speed! Raiding the old house!

The words that came down made everyone's heads buzz.

Humans haven't even set foot on Mars yet, and this young man has already begun planning an intergalactic expedition.

Old Lu sat in his chair, staring at the endless dragon skeleton on the holographic screen.

He remained silent for a full minute.

He stood up, holding onto the edge of the table, walked around the chair, and strode over to Li Yichen.

The old man, who had weathered many storms, stretched out his right hand, his withered yet powerful palm suspended in mid-air.

"Little Li," Old Master Lu's voice was deep and heavy, each word carrying immense weight, "Great Xia is truly fortunate to have you. From today onwards, all the nation's resources are at your disposal."

We'll provide manpower, funding, and land. Any department or company, whatever you need, will have the green light at the door.

Li Yichen stood up and grasped the hand.

A handshake was tantamount to handing over the life and death of the entire planet to him.

Thus, a new generation of swordsmen of the Great Xia Dynasty was born.

Zhang Mingyuan wiped the water stains off the table with a tissue and looked up: "Xiao Li, this is such an important matter, shouldn't we discuss it with the US and Europe? After all, it concerns the survival of all mankind. Integrating global resources would speed things up considerably."

"Why would we notify them?" Li Yichen released his grip and sat back down in his chair. "Tell them aliens are coming, and then watch them cause global panic and collapse of order? Or watch them fight amongst themselves to seize technology and dominate the world?"

He scoffed, "Politicians like Trump, upon learning of this, would immediately try to seize control of the space carrier. We can talk to them about a shared future for mankind after we've put a knife to their throats and achieved absolute military dominance."

Everyone agreed. Talking about the big picture with politicians is a complete waste of time.

Zhou Weiguo pushed up his reading glasses and looked back at the silver incubator.

"What are your plans regarding the gene therapy?" Zhou Weiguo asked, getting to the crucial point.

"Priority will be given to core senior executives and scientific research veterans who have made absolute contributions to the country."

Li Yichen pushed the box forward. "The decision-making body and scientific research force of Great Xia must survive the long period of confrontation. If the command center dies of old age halfway through the war, what's the point? The national treasure-level academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and senior military officers are all on the first list."

He emphasized, "The existence of this item must be classified as top secret. Not a single word can be leaked to the outside world."

Old Master Lu made the decision on the spot.

"Establish a top-level response team. Li will have full authority over the technical approach, and the military will cooperate unconditionally." Old Lu surveyed the room. "Raise the secrecy level to above Top Secret. Everyone present today, sign a supplementary secrecy agreement. Anyone who dares to leak information will be charged with treason."

Gu Shounian took the newly printed agreements and distributed them one by one.

Without a word, the dozens of generals grabbed pens and signed their names quickly.

The meeting adjourned. The generals, each carrying their respective agreements, left the meeting room one after another.

Old Lu walked last, waving for Zhang Mingyuan and the others to leave first, leaving Li Yichen behind alone.

The heavy explosion-proof door closed.

"Xiao Li, be honest," Old Lu said, his gaze piercing. "Four and a half years from now, what are our chances of winning?"

Li Yichen turned his head and looked out the conference room window at the gray sky.

"To be honest, I'm not sure either." He turned his gaze back to meet Elder Lu's eyes. "As long as their civilization level is below level two, I can hold them off, or even destroy them."

Old Lu frowned.

Before he could speak, Li Yichen continued, "If it exceeds level two, then it's uncertain. However, the chances of that are slim."

"How so?"

"If they had truly reached a level two or higher civilization, mastering faster-than-light travel and intergalactic exploration technology, they would have turned Earth upside down long ago. There's no need to wait for the US to broadcast a signal." Li Yichen smiled. "So, it's not a big problem."

Old Lu was stunned for two seconds, then burst into laughter.

A rough hand slammed down on Li Yichen's shoulder.

"Good lad! With those words from you, this old man can finally sleep peacefully!"

A few days later. The underground parking garage of Future Technology Group.

Several black bulletproof armored vehicles were parked at the entrance of the dedicated elevator. The entire vehicle body was made of superconducting tungsten-gold fusion alloy, with the highest level of explosion protection.

Boxes filled with pale blue medicine in silver, temperature-controlled containers were carefully loaded onto the vehicle by fully armed special forces soldiers. Each soldier was equipped with exoskeleton armor, fully armed, and their eyes vigilantly scanned their surroundings.

Li Yichen, dressed in a black casual outfit, stood beside the car and watched as the trunk of the last car was slammed shut.

Liu Guoliang, sitting in the passenger seat of the lead car, rolled down the window and made a gesture to him.

"Brother Li, I've escorted the goods into the military region. This is the lifeblood of Great Xia, and I'm personally overseeing it," Liu Guoliang said, patting his chest.

"Drive slowly on the road, don't break it from the bumpy ride." Li Yichen waved his hand.

Engines roared. The armored convoy rolled over speed bumps, drove down the ramp out of the underground parking garage, and merged into the night of Shanghai.

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