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Ling'er's holographic image jumped around on the control panel, her voice shrill and slightly distorted: "Brother! Commanders! I've cross-referenced the battle damage cracks and dormancy time of this thing, and discovered an even more chilling coincidence!"

The red alarm lights in the bridge hall were still sweeping back and forth, hitting the silver-white alloy bulkheads.

Old Lu's hand, which had just half-removed his spacesuit, got stuck in his sleeve, and Zhang Mingyuan's movement to pick up a teacup froze in mid-air. He Zhenchuan's smile hadn't completely faded; his features were contorted, looking both comical and stiff.

Without wasting words, Li Yichen strode to the main control panel and began rapidly typing on the holographic keyboard.

"Explain yourself clearly, what coincidence?" Li Yichen stared intently at the big screen.

"The outer perimeter scan just now said it was 30 million years old, but that's just weathering data for the surface metal." Ling'er quickly pulled with both hands in the void, bringing up a brand new energy decay chart.

"I just cut into the wreckage of its core power reactor and calculated the half-life of the deepest carbon isotopes. The absolute time point at which this cannon was completely destroyed and its energy core was completely extinguished was precisely on a scale that is extremely familiar to humans on Earth."

She stopped what she was doing, her holographic face tense, and raised her hand to draw a red timeline on the screen.

"Retrieve the paleontological timeline of Earth and perform an overlay comparison," Li Yichen instructed, his hands resting on the edge of the control panel.

Ling'er immediately brought up a blue timeline. Two light bands converged in the center of the screen: the red line representing the destruction of the prehistoric Martian star-destroying cannon, and the blue line representing the end of the Cretaceous period on Earth, fitting together perfectly. A precise number popped up at the bottom of the screen: 65 million years.

Old Lu, holding a freshly poured cup of hot tea, paused in mid-air. Sixty-five million years—this number is all too familiar to any modern person who has attended middle school.

Old Lu flicked his wrist, causing the water in the teacup to spill out, splashing scalding tea onto the back of his hand. He didn't even wipe it off, staring intently at the overlapping points on the screen.

"You mean..." Old Lu's voice was dry, his Adam's apple bobbing twice, "The dinosaurs went extinct, not because of a meteorite impact?"

Li Yichen grabbed a tissue, handed it to Old Lu, leaned back in his command seat, and chuckled briefly. The laughter, echoing in the constant temperature of the bridge, carried a chilling, eerie quality.

"Dinosaurs ruled the Blue Planet for 160 million years." Li Yichen pointed to the holographic projection of the Blue Planet on the screen.

"How many asteroid impacts has Earth endured during this time? It's survived countless meteorites, large and small, yet the one over 60 million years ago wiped out the entire species without even a transition period?"

He walked to the center of the holographic star map and zoomed in on the relative positions of Mars and Earth.

"Think about it," Li Yichen gestured an explosion with both hands, "that so-called 'meteorite' might not be a natural celestial body at all. It might just be a main-ship energy cannon shot that the alien fleet casually fired to wipe out the solar system during this interstellar war!"

It's possible that more than one energy cannon shot hit; the aftershocks of multiple shots swept across Earth, triggering global volcanic eruptions and tsunamis, leading to that mass extinction.

Liu Guoliang pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his hands under his chin, and followed Li Yichen's train of thought.

"There has always been an unsolved mystery in the geological community: the unusually rich iridium element in the Cretaceous strata."

Iridium is extremely rare in Earth's crust, and scientists have long used it as irrefutable evidence of meteorite impacts. But what if it wasn't a meteorite, but rather radiation residue left by a high-energy extraterrestrial weapon strike…?

"That makes perfect sense then," Zhang Mingyuan chimed in, his voice trembling.

"The high-energy directed weapon sliced ​​through Mars' atmosphere and crust, and then a few shotgun shells slammed into the Earth. To that alien fleet, the dinosaurs on Earth were like ants on the roadside, not even worth crushing; they were just collateral damage from the war."

Apart from the faint whirring of the life support system, there was no other sound inside the bridge.

Zhang Mingyuan plopped back down on the leather sofa and vigorously rubbed his cheeks with both hands.

Zhou Weiguo stared at the star map, panting heavily.

The high-ranking officials present collectively gasped, realizing that tens of millions of years ago, the solar system was not a peaceful cradle of life at all, but a meat grinder-like interstellar battlefield.

He Zhenchuan swallowed hard, took two steps toward Li Yichen, and said in a weak voice, "Yichen, do you think those bastards who wiped out Mars back then might be the same group as the alien civilization in Ophiuchus that we've discovered so far?"

This question has everyone on edge.

If it is indeed the same group of enemies, then humanity is now facing a highly advanced civilization that once casually destroyed Mars and turned dinosaurs into fossils.

The oppressive feeling brought about by this enormous technological gap is enough to destroy any will to resist.

"Bang!"

Li Yichen slammed his hand on the control panel, the metal surface making a crisp sound that startled the old men.

"What's the panic?" Li Yichen's gaze swept across the room, his tone rising to forcefully suppress the spreading panic. "It shouldn't be."

He pulled over the holographic keyboard, typed a few times, and brought up several models of the evolution of cosmic civilizations: "You might want to think about this. If those aliens in Ophiuchus had such advanced technology tens of millions of years ago, how could their technological level have remained stagnant after all this time?"

Li Yichen braced his hands on the table, looking at He Zhenchuan: "A civilization that develops over tens of millions of years experiences an exponential technological explosion. They either broke through to higher dimensions long ago, or they perished in battles with other civilizations, or they moved to star systems with richer resources."

It couldn't possibly be an alien civilization from the constellation Ophiuchus. After all, if an alien civilization in Ophiuchus had possessed such advanced technology tens of millions of years ago, they would have discovered Earth's civilization long ago, and we wouldn't have our current Earth civilization.

Old Lu wiped the water off the back of his hand with a tissue, let out a long breath, and his expression softened slightly.

"Who cares who he is!" Li Yichen crossed his arms, looking at the hundreds of kilometers long wreckage on the screen, his tone filled with absolute confidence. "The reason they were able to win tens of millions of years ago and destroy Mars was because the Martians were unlucky and didn't meet me."

These words were extremely arrogant, but the bigwigs present, whose hearts had been in their throats, miraculously calmed down after hearing them.

This young man before me has built a space carrier, activated planetary shields, and even laid out the skeleton of a light-speed spaceship on the far side of the moon in less than a year. He certainly has the right to be arrogant.

Li Yichen turned to Ling'er and gave the order: "Activate the deep-sea probe and extract all the material data and structural blueprints from this cannon, inside and out! The legacy they left behind is the nourishment for our Great Xia fleet. Hollow it out and use it to arm our own warships."

"Understood! The deep-penetration probe has been deployed and is penetrating the rock strata." Ling'er operated the control panel rapidly.

On the holographic screen, simulated images of Mars being destroyed and images of the inferno of the extinction of dinosaurs on Earth flashed alternately, accompanied by Ling'er's crisp yet chilling data broadcasts, creating an epic sense of horror in the temperature-controlled cabin.

Several miniature quantum detectors were ejected from the belly of the Star Shield-class frigate, transforming into streaks of light that pierced directly into the reddish surface of Mars.

In the command center, Elder Lu and the others gathered again around the main control console. Now that they had confirmed it wasn't the enemy in front of them, these leaders of Great Xia immediately reverted to their pragmatic nature and began to plan their windfall underground.

"Yichen, this cannon barrel is over a hundred kilometers long. How are we going to dig it?" Liu Guoliang stared at the depth data on the screen. "It's eight thousand meters below the surface, and the Martian rock structure is extremely complex. Even if we send 100,000 Terminators here, just establishing a transport route would take several years, wouldn't it?"

"Digging directly won't work." Li Yichen looked at the real-time geological map transmitted back by the probe. "Conventional tunnel boring machines simply can't operate underground on Mars."

"I plan to bring two Xuanwu-class destroyers over, equipped with high-frequency plasma cutting matrices, to cut vertically downwards from the surface. We'll remove the top layers of rock piece by piece, like slicing a cake, and bring this prehistoric planet-destroying cannon back to the surface."

"This project is no less massive than building another lunar base," Zhang Mingyuan remarked from the side. "But if we can really bring back this material that doesn't rust even after tens of millions of years, the strength of the Great Xia's interstellar fleet armor will at least triple."

"We'll see after we dig it out," Li Yichen corrected. "If its overall framework is still intact, I plan to repair it. That way, it will be several times faster than building a large planet-destroying cannon on Mars from scratch."

Time ticked by. The probe continued to penetrate deeper into the earth, traversing dried-up underground rivers, cutting through the hard basalt layers, and finally reaching the surface of that colossal object.

"Target contact is underway; atomic-level lattice scanning is in progress." Ling'erhui reported the incident.

A dozen seconds later, the deep-sea detector transmitted a set of high-frequency scan images. The screen showed a dense array of molecular structures and intricate energy conduction loops.

Li Yichen's relaxed demeanor vanished. He leaned closer to the screen, his gaze fixed on the six-fold symmetrical lattice arrangement. After watching for a full half minute, he extended his finger and tapped on several nodes on the screen.

"The underlying logic of this material..." Li Yichen looked at the crystal lattice arrangement in the diagram, his gaze fixed on those microstructures, "How come it's so similar to the vibranium I made?"