Star Fleet, Starting with Datafication

"..."

The hundreds of thousands of civilians inside the transport ship were filled with panic, their eyes revealing a hint of despair as they watched the shield gradually dim.

One of the human men, dressed in expensive clothes, was holding a little girl tightly in his arms. She was not his child, but her mother had died right before his eyes.

Half of his body was swallowed by lava, but when he saw himself, he seemed relieved and handed the child over to me with a smile.

"It's alright, child..."

Faced with such danger, not a single one of the hundreds of thousands of people made a sound or cried out.

Instead, they looked hopefully at the soldiers standing in the outer passageway of the transport ship, their eyes fixed on the armor in front of them with unwavering determination, without the slightest fear.

He gripped the rifle tightly in his hand.

The transport ship will not fall until they are all killed!

Rumble!

The transport ship trembled more and more violently, and suddenly, just as the shields were about to shatter.

A terrifying torrent of silvery-white water swept past, instantly annihilating dozens of demonic creatures.

Qingyang stood between the transport ship and a large number of demonic creatures.

A white halo within his pupils grew brighter and brighter, and a powerful force field attracted the surrounding particles, condensing them into a three-meter-long spear!

Qingyang didn't know why he was standing in front of these demonic creatures; he only had one goal now.

Slaughter them!

He casually cast a layer of dark gold shield onto the transport ship, and layers of force field auras emerged around Qingyang.

The dozen or so demonic creatures that attempted to ambush Qingyang were instantly compressed into a ball, and Qingyang quickly charged towards the ferocious enemy in front of him.

He swung the spear in his hand, and the spear shaft, containing a terrifying force field, shattered a demon.

The seemingly hard scales were as shattered as glass.

In just a few minutes, all the demonic creatures around were killed by Qingyang!

Surrounded by a dark gold shield and enveloped in a blazing white halo, its immense power rivals that of a level five civilization, emanating from the psionic energy fluctuations of its main interstellar warship.

With his gaze fixed on the rapidly approaching danger in the distance and taking in the perilous surroundings, Qingyang did not order the transport ship to evacuate first.

Currently, the dark gold shield surrounding itself and the transport ship only has an energy level of 8,000, which is insufficient to escort the transport ship to safety.

Although he always felt that his dark gold shield should have more than this level of defensive power.

"Go over there and hide in the wreckage of the warship. You can leave once I start fighting this group of enemies."

Leaving behind a single sentence, Qingyang's white halo suddenly shone brightly, and he became like a beam of light, actively meeting the approaching enemy from afar!

A rough count revealed that there were at least four or five thousand demonic creatures, some of which even Qingyang sensed were dangerous!

The aura around Qingyang's pupils brightened as he gathered a large amount of spiritual energy and compressed it through a force field.

Dozens of psionic rays were unleashed with a deafening roar, instantly obliterating hundreds of demonic creatures!

Immediately, a large force field descended upon the surrounding area, causing the speed of the demonic creatures that entered this area to decrease drastically.

Qingyang's eyes were icy as he charged toward several powerful demonic creatures whose speed had not diminished much. The two intense spiritual energy auras collided violently!

Although he had not learned any combat skills, Qingyang was still able to barely withstand the combined attack of several seventh-tier demonic creatures thanks to his powerful mental perception.

Their movements were not fast in Qingyang's perception.

However, this is only a temporary advantage, because Qingyang can sense more spiritual energy fluctuations approaching!

"Everyone! Salute!"

On the distant transport ship, the captain, watching the white light gradually being covered by more and more black psionic energy, shouted.

Thousands of soldiers simultaneously saluted the distant Qingyang.

"Uncle, are we likely to survive?"

The little girl suddenly spoke, her mind flashing back to her mother's last wish for her, but her eyes were fixed on a glimmer of light appearing in the endless darkness of the screen.

"Yes, yes..." the man murmured, his gaze fixed on the screen for a moment before turning to the distant battlefield ravaged by light.

Both they and modern humans will survive...

All the Alliance humans firmly believe this.

At the same time, the transport ship quickly activated its subspace warp drive, accelerating away from the battlefield.

Qingyang killed another seventh-tier demon creature and casually pulled out the black broken blade stuck in his waist; it was the demon creature's claw.

The dark gold shield had shattered not long ago, and now he had to face a large group of elite warriors from a psionic individual civilization!

Qingyang said nothing, but the halo in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

An endless surge of dark psionic energy erupted, with a faint white light flickering before gradually fading away.

Darkness gradually spread.

Suddenly! A beam of light, like a spear that splits the heavens, swept across from afar, shattering the dark tide into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, massive, silver-white fleets emerged from the dark space.

It resembles a long, continuous wall of light.

They charged toward the vast battlefield in the distance, where the fighting had never ceased.

A space shrouded in pale gold mist.

Qingyang suddenly awoke from his daze.

After a moment of stunned silence, Qingyang sorted out this inexplicable experience.

This was a life-or-death war against a peak-level level 5 psionic civilization at the very beginning of the alliance's formation.

【总计阵亡战士（基因强化者）：9212亿9876万9818；约为当时军队总量177%（98%为战争期间参军）】

Total warships lost: 733 million warships of various types; approximately 160% of the total military strength at the time (85% were subsequently manufactured)

Total civilian deaths: 53,518,891,123; approximately 0.09% of the total population at the time.

[Record: Even when the army was on the verge of collapse, with heavy casualties and many heroes dying on the frontier, the alliance still did not allow the enemy army to invade its territory, the people's home!]

After 245 years, they finally broke through the sixth-level civilization boundary and successfully annihilated the enemy army!

[Commander Qingyang, the time period you are experiencing is the eve of the arrival of the first batch of level 6 fleets of civilization on the main battlefield.]

The battlefield you are on is the main battlefield. The frontier is on the verge of collapse, and several inhabited planets are already under threat.

Qingyang stared at the string of cold numbers and remained silent.

"What's the actual situation with that transport ship?" Qingyang suddenly asked.

The captain and officers fought desperately, burning their psionic energy to hold off the enemies who were toying with them, and held out until reinforcements arrived.

[The captain and all crew members were killed, and 43,653 civilians died. Do you want to view their biographical information?]

The StarNet and the Alliance record the name and basic information of every human being from the First Age to the present.

"No, I remember what they looked like."

Qingyang said calmly, composed himself, and continued walking forward.

The scene changed again.

However, Qingyang did not lose his memory this time, and his body does not seem to be his own?

Looking around, Qingyang realized that he was in the control room of a warship.

Through the virtual projection on the bridge, Qingyang could clearly see tens of thousands of massive silver-white warships surrounding his own.

The psionic circuits on the ship's hull flickered intermittently.

Ahead lies a planet with a diameter of 30,000 to 40,000 kilometers!

"An alliance during the sixth-level civilization period... primarily based on psionic technology?"

No, it also has something to do with the psionic genetic technology of those demonic creatures...

Noticing that the warriors around him were all at the third tier, Qingyang seemed to be deep in thought.

"Lieutenant General! It's too late!"

"The enemy is about to arrive. We must stop their advance. The number of ships on Planet Kabil is limited, and we can only evacuate one-fifth of the population!" the adjutant said urgently.

Qingyang immediately looked at the panel in front of him.

Children, women and children, elderly children, young and middle-aged children, young and middle-aged women!

If women and children are chosen, at least one-third of the children will be unable to evacuate.

Similarly, with other options, whether it's the elderly and children or the young and middle-aged population and their children, there will always be other groups of people who cannot evacuate.

Five options already represent the intelligent solution that maximizes evacuation benefits!

Children were the primary target group selected by the intelligent program.

Of course, the specific choice must be made personally by the fleet commander, who is now Qingyang.

Qingyang fell silent, his powerful mental threshold constantly activating.

The fleet certainly couldn't assist with the evacuation; they had a crucial interception mission to ensure the enemy wouldn't affect the main battlefield area.

Although it's unclear what civilization the enemy is, the fact that they've dispatched so many warships to block our way suggests they're not easy to deal with.

If negligence is not taken, many inhabited planets will suffer a bloodbath from the enemy.

Qingyang pondered for a long time, and seeing that the best time to evacuate was getting closer, he suddenly raised his head.

"We have no right to decide to immediately send these five options to this planet and let them choose for themselves!"

The adjutant paused, then hesitated: "That might cause confusion in the voting and waste time."

Qingyang said calmly, "I believe in humanity."

"Understood......"

As the information was sent across the planet, billions of people were thrown into uproar and panic.

However, the panic quickly subsided within minutes, and countless people began voting and leaving comments.