The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

Domon William hesitated, but since this was part of the plan, he naturally couldn't say anything more.

Afterwards, Lin Feng asked some people from the Taylor Department to come over. Lin Feng browsed the emails, and if he encountered an email with more than two lines of text, he would hand it over to others to read carefully. Lin Feng only needed to glance at it briefly. After the others had finished reading, they would report the main content of these long emails to Lin Feng.

This can save time to some extent.

Browsing through emails, the content described the Earth as being more fragile than tofu, with claims like "flatten the Earth with a single slap," "the Earth will disappear in an instant," "eat the Earth," "drain the Earth by planting a single flower," "crush the Earth in a fall," and "crush the Earth in your hand"...

Without regard to logic, the ways to destroy the Earth can be incredibly diverse, and Lin Feng has witnessed just how exaggerated human imagination can be.

Some time later, while browsing his emails, Lin Feng heard someone from the Taylor Group speak to him.

"Reporting to you."

The people brought in from the Taylors group have already read through the long emails.

Lin Feng nodded. "Speak."

"By using resonance waves, energy is injected into the Earth's core, triggering violent core movements."

As he listened to the report, Lin Feng nodded while browsing his emails.

Then, someone else came to report to him.

"Reporting to you, we have mass-produced space elevators to completely dismantle Earth."

"Reporting to you, we have focused sunlight to directly evaporate the Earth."

"Reporting to you..."

Emails with longer text are usually more logically structured and complex, and many even include formulas and calculations, which is quite different from emails with only one short line of text.

Amidst the repeated reports from the Taylor faction, Lin Feng suddenly shouted loudly.

"stop!"

The Taylors stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Feng with a puzzled expression.

Lin Feng looked at the person who had just reported to him.

"What did you just say? Say it again," Lin Feng said.

"By giving an object a high-speed rotation, we can create a simulated black hole and use its strong gravity to tear the Earth apart."

Lin Feng obtained the email from the other party. It contained seventy or eighty lines of text and included formula calculations.

However, the content of this email envisioned a special material that is extremely strong and can even withstand the tearing force that could tear apart an atomic nucleus.

"Great, this is the one," Lin Feng said.

"what?"

The Taylors were somewhat taken aback. They had only read over ten thousand emails, yet they had found the one they were satisfied with so quickly.

What about the remaining emails?

Have you deleted them all?

Before anyone from the Taylor Group could ask Lin Feng how to handle the trillions of emails, Lin Feng gave the order first.

"Go and contact the Space Force for me. I have something to tell them."

……

Lin Feng held a meeting with high-ranking officials of the Space Force.

However, Lin Feng's 3D projection was rather strange; his gaze kept scrolling through emails, seemingly ignoring the presence of the Space Force's high command.

This caused many high-ranking members of the Space Force to frown slightly.

"I want to talk to you about the last virtual war," Lin Feng said.

Just as the Space Force high command was about to speak, Lin Feng raised his hand to stop them.

"Don't speak yet, let me finish explaining."

"Please speak."

Hearing Lin Feng's words and hearing his strange behavior, the senior officers of the Space Force frowned even more deeply.

Lin Feng said, "I watched the virtual war and I found that the fleet of the Trisolarans is still too weak."

The expressions of the Space Force's top brass changed slightly.

Are antimatter warships weak?

No, it's not weak at all. If we could bring an antimatter warship from the virtual world into reality and make it fully loaded with antimatter, a single ship could directly threaten the survival of all humanity.

How can such a warship be considered weak?

If these words had come from someone else instead of Lin Feng, they would have been torn to shreds by the high-ranking officials of the Space Force.

In the eyes of the Space Force's top brass, antimatter warships are the next generation of warships that they aim to develop. Even if such warships form a fleet, the gap with the Trisolaran fleet should not be too large.

Lin Feng continued, "I don't mean to deliberately make things difficult for anyone. It's just that I feel the Trisolaran fleet is just a variant of the human fleet and doesn't reach the level of a true alien."

"Are you not satisfied with the performance of the Three-Body actors?" the European fleet commander asked.

The Space Force's high command subconsciously assumed that Lin Feng's statement that "the Trisolaran fleet is too weak" referred to the Trisolaran fleet's commanders making many inexcusable command errors during the virtual war exercise.

Lin Feng shook his head slightly and said, "No, they performed very well. I'm just not satisfied with the equipment they used. Compared to the Sophon, our antimatter weapon feels very outdated."

"Therefore, this time I have decided to give the Three-Body actor a ridiculous boost."

Lin Feng said this with absolute certainty while browsing his emails.

This wasn't a consultation with senior Space Force officials; it was an order being issued.

"How do you plan to strengthen it?" the commander of the Asian fleet asked.

Lin Feng said, "There's no need to consider the specific physical operation methods to achieve this. Let's start from the desired effect and have the research team develop weapons based on 'gravitational waves'."

Hearing that Lin Feng was going to develop some kind of gravitational wave weapon, and that this time it was even more outrageous, with its physical operation being completely opaque, it was easy to imagine how badly the human fleet would be humiliated in the next virtual war.

The Space Force leadership couldn't understand Lin Feng's intentions. How could they suppress the human fleet so ruthlessly after it had finally achieved some success?

It couldn't possibly be that it was really meant to foster a sense of defeatism, could it?

The commander of the American fleet asked, "The human fleet in the virtual war has finally managed to inflict a loss on the Trisolarans. If the Trisolarans are more cautious in the next virtual war, the human fleet may find it difficult to seize the opportunity to strengthen the Trisolaran fleet. Isn't that inappropriate?"

"No, it's very suitable, I think it's perfect," Lin Feng said.

A senior Space Force officer's face darkened. "Those kids finally achieved a good result. What's the purpose of this aggressive suppression? We need to know the reason."

Lin Feng stopped browsing emails and finally turned his gaze to the high-ranking officers of the Space Force.

Lin Feng asked, "On the space battlefield, will the enemy play house with us? Will the Trisolarans spare humanity if we lose?"

"..."

The high-ranking officer from the Space Force, whose face had just darkened, opened his mouth but didn't say anything in rebuttal.

Lin Feng continued, "Among everyone here, who has actual combat experience in space warfare against aliens? Are you all planning to have future human warriors sacrifice themselves for combat experience that could have been gained through exercises? Do you think that's appropriate?"

"..."

Lin Feng continued, "What is the necessity of a space force that is afraid of fighting a more powerful opponent? I'm a little curious. This is just an exercise, not a real battle. Are you already afraid?"

"..."

"Is this reason enough, as it's part of my plan?"

Lin Feng asked in return, his gaze sweeping over the high-ranking members of the Space Force. Although they all remained composed, their eyes were somewhat unfocused.

When Lin Feng invoked the rights of the Wallfacers, the high-ranking officers of the Space Force were nothing more than soldiers facing a general.

Lin Feng's gaze returned to the emails, and at the same time, he addressed the senior officers of the Space Force.

"I'm very busy right now, and I have a ton of emails waiting for me to read. If I find any information in those emails helpful, I'll continue to contact you to upgrade the Trisolaran fleet's weapons and equipment."

"that's it."

After saying that, without waiting for the high-ranking officers of the Space Force to say anything more, Lin Feng unilaterally hung up the communication.

The meaning behind this is very clear: there is no room for negotiation. If you don't do what he says, you will bear the consequences yourself.

……

A new round of virtual war exercises has begun.

On social media platforms in preparation for the battle, players were in high spirits.

It's no wonder they acted this way; in the last round of virtual war exercises, the players stole the show and shattered the myth of the antimatter warship's invulnerability.

"A new round of virtual warfare is about to begin. This time, our objective is to destroy fifty enemy ships! Yay!"

"Come on, the antimatter warships are incredibly powerful. Even if we find a way to break through the antimatter shield, the Trisolaran fleet's attacks are still near-light-speed projectiles and ultra-high-power gamma rays that reach the speed of light. Their effective range overwhelms us, and they can even detonate stars in the end, completely turning the tables."

"Hmph, there are more players participating this time. We have formed a larger array than before, and we can still fire live ammunition that is close to the speed of light. Moreover, our ammunition is even closer to the speed of light than the Trisolaran fleet's antimatter shells, and our effective range is much longer. Taking down the target of fifty ships is not far off."

"It might even destroy a hundred antimatter warships, hohoho..."

The players chattered excitedly, eagerly anticipating their next move.

This time, they were determined to dominate the game. They had been getting thrashed by the Trisolaran fleet for a long time, and now they could finally get their revenge.

Not long after, the Space Force personnel also arrived on social media to prepare.

One player approached a familiar space force officer and asked, with a hint of boasting.

"We plan to destroy fifty enemy ships this time. How many do you, the Space Force, plan to destroy?"

The space force officer's expression was unusually complex, especially after seeing the players' high morale.

"This time, don't try to destroy the enemy. Don't push yourselves too hard. Just try to survive."

The space force officer patted the player on the shoulder and gave a wry smile.

"what?"

The player scratched his head, somewhat confused, but before he could ask what was going on, they entered the virtual battlefield.

Is Chapter 127 a case of being a sore loser?

A starport of a space city in orbit around Neptune.