The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

The unknown attack from the enemy gradually became clearer through data analysis of the human fleet—a projectile with a speed extremely close to that of light!

It's not a near-light-speed projectile that reaches 70% of the speed of light and can still be observed by radar, but rather a sub-light-speed projectile that is extremely close to the speed of light and so fast that radar waves cannot detect it!

The human fleet was like headless flies, unable to run or stay, and was killed one by one by sub-light-speed shells that came from nowhere.

Many people don't realize they've been killed in the virtual space exercise until they exit it.

The waaaaa fleet didn't even get going in this virtual space exercise. It was completely wiped out by the enemy with sub-light-speed firepower right at the start of the exercise.

Like other human fleets, the "lying-down-and-watching-the-melon" fleet also encountered attacks from sub-light-speed projectiles.

However, because their acceleration was constantly increasing and their speed had reached a very high level, the sub-light speed projectiles only took away a small number of the fleet's members.

"The battle is fierce; the Trisolaran fleet has used new weapons."

"A kinetic energy strike that reaches the speed of light, not near the speed of light. The radar of the human fleet did not show the strike object, so it is speculated that the speed of the strike object is extremely close to the speed of light."

"Sri Lanka No. 1!"

"Anime, get out of here!"

The "lying down and watching the show" fleet was not intimidated by the recent setback and continued to joke around in the fleet channel as usual.

They have now left the solar system and are traveling at 50 percent of the speed of light, and their speed is still increasing.

Zuanren said, "There's no need to pay attention to these things. Anyway, we've already laid down our hands. The Trisolaran fleet is no longer our enemy, and space wars are irrelevant to us. Being a bunch of harmless meteorites is enough."

"Only when a person lies flat can he measure the measure of all things."

This statement resonated with many fleet members. After so many years of virtual space exercises, they were honestly getting a little tired of them.

Life is so wonderful, why fight and kill?

“I want to go see Andromeda. The thought of traveling across galaxies is so exciting,” said one of the fleet members.

Another fleet member then replied, "I'm going to a farther place."

"Where?"

Someone asked, and the fleet member answered.

"It is said that all river systems revolve around a giant point of mass, and I want to find out for myself."

My best friend from Zuan couldn't help but complain about popsicles in winter.

"The scale you're talking about is too large; we can't go that far."

"Do the math yourselves. Even the Andromeda Galaxy, which is closest to our Milky Way, is more than two million light-years away. Light would take two million years to travel there. Even if we travel at 99% of the speed of light, and take into account the time dilation effect, it would still take the spaceship pilot at least tens of thousands of years."

The statement about the speed of light being 99 percent of the speed of light seems impressive, but on a cosmic scale and considering the vast distances between galaxies, it's really not that fast.

"Don't worry, we have cloning technology to back us up."

"That's what the fleet member who was planning to go to the Andromeda Galaxy, which is near the Milky Way, argued."

"The problem is that the machine can't withstand that long. Tens of thousands of years is enough time for all sorts of problems to arise inside the spaceship," Winter Popsicle replied.

He wanted to make things clear so that some of the fleet members wouldn't have too high hopes and end up with even greater disappointment.

Let alone spaceships, there aren't many man-made objects in the entire human world that can exist stably for tens of thousands of years. In other words, this mission to leave the Milky Way is most likely to end in failure.

"It's alright, this is just the first attempt. In the future, we can design the spaceship to be even more extreme..." The fleet member's words began to falter, and he spoke intermittently on the channel.

Not only him, but all the fleet members of the "lying down and watching the show" fleet spoke in broken sentences.

As the fleet commander, Zuanren delivered his final speech.

"The shrinkage effect began to become apparent..."

"Our conversation ends here..."

"See you at the...end...of...the...space..."

Chapter 195 You Can't Go Anywhere

At this moment, the speed of each warship in the "lying down and eating melons" fleet has reached more than 95% of the speed of light, and the speed is still increasing, approaching 99% of the speed of light.

The very last second after the Zaunite finished speaking, a line of text appeared in the field of vision of all members of the Flat-Lying, Melon-Eating Fleet.

You can't reach the end of the universe, you can't go anywhere.

The Trisolaran fleet's sophon!

The thought flashed through the mind of the Zaunite, and compared to the slow-speed time state, a long time had passed.

The "lying-down-and-watching-the-melon" fleet encountered warships previously dispatched by the Trisolaran fleet. The "lying-down-and-watching-the-melon" fleet's warships, which were at 99% of the speed of light, encountered the Trisolaran warships traveling at the same speed and in the same direction. The result was self-evident.

The fleet's warships, which were lying flat and watching the show, had no combat capability and were easily destroyed.

However, the Trisolaran fleet's earlier dispatched warships were ultimately a minority, unable to stop all the lone, observing fleet warships sailing in different directions.

"What do we do next? We couldn't stop them all."

The members of the Trisolaran fleet were filled with regret. They had been careless at first and hadn't expected that the "lying-down-and-watching-the-melon" fleet planned to leave the Milky Way.

They had previously learned about the internal structure of the new warships of the Flat-Lying Eating Fleet through a full-view perspective, and they also knew that they were carrying a large amount of antimatter. However, at the time, they thought that the Flat-Lying Eating Fleet intended to compete with them in terms of operations, and after leaving the solar system, it would accelerate the expansion of its combat power by relying on the excessive amount of antimatter it was carrying.

Among the human fleets, there are many player fleets with such strategic purposes; the entire fleet is not a combat fleet at all, but a transport fleet or an industrial fleet.

In particular, the fact that the "lying-down-and-watching-the-melon" fleet was not equipped with any weapons made the Trisolaran fleet have no suspicions and naturally categorize it as belonging to the operational faction.

According to the Trisolaran fleet's strategy, the operational faction within the human fleet would leave these fleets for last to attack and destroy. These fleets lack offensive capabilities and would not be attacked even if the Trisolaran fleet got very close. Therefore, the Trisolaran fleet would prioritize eliminating the fleets with combat capabilities.

By the time the Trisolaran fleet realized something was wrong, it was too late.

The Trisolaran fleet could not change its strategy and tactics because at this time, there was still a part of the human fleet in the solar system that had not been destroyed. They were also escaping the solar system. No matter how fast they accelerated to their maximum speed, reaching 70% of the speed of light, they were a major threat that had to be dealt with.

Therefore, the Trisolaran fleet did not pursue, but instead sent the light-speed warships that had been dispatched from the fleet earlier to intercept the enemy ships to attack the ships of the lying-around, spectator fleet.

The commander of the Trisolaran fleet was not affected by the frustration within the fleet; he calmly issued new orders.

"Their pursuit is merely a sub-light-speed journey achieved through antimatter propulsion. The farther they travel, the more low-speed matter they encounter, and their speed will naturally decrease. They cannot outrun our light-speed spaceship."

"learn!"

Thus, this virtual space exercise eventually turned into a cosmic battle royale where it was a chase between two people.

……

[The virtual exercise has ended; the Trisolaran fleet is the victor.]

Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the line of text on the projector, his expression somewhat grim. He sent a communication request to the directing department.

"Is there something you need from us, Mr. Taylor?"

"What's going on? The results of the virtual space exercise haven't been determined yet. Who gave your directing department permission to decide the winner on your own?" Lin Feng questioned, clearly dissatisfied.

He was watching with great interest as the Trisolaran fleet pursued the fleeing, "lying-down-and-eating-the-melon" fleet, which was preparing to escape to outside the Milky Way. The entire cosmic war had expanded to the scale of a galaxy.

Before either side could determine a winner, the directing department announced that the Trisolaran fleet had won.

This feeling is like being forcibly thrown out of the toilet and onto the street halfway through your trip, like having your internet cable suddenly cut off when your stock price is soaring, or like finding a half-eaten worm wriggling inside an apple.

Two words: disgusting!

"Mr. Taylor, please don't get excited. The outcome of the virtual space exercise is already clear. The rest is just a matter of time. According to regulations, if a stalemate occurs, the final outcome of the exercise can be determined based on the situation at the time," the head of the directing department explained, wiping the fine sweat from his forehead.

"According to the computer's calculations, the surviving ships, because their speed is still below the speed of light, only reaching 99% of the speed of light, will eventually be caught up and destroyed by the enemy, or their speed will begin to decrease due to continuous contact with low-speed particles after their fuel is exhausted. Therefore, it is determined that the Trisolaran fleet will ultimately win this exercise."

Although the director's explanation made sense, Lin Feng was not one to reason. He was in a terrible mood. The director's department had prevented him from watching a space war on a galaxy scale, and his high expectations had been buried in a cesspool.

Lin Feng questioned, "The purpose of the virtual space exercise is to simulate the strategies, tactics, and technologies for fighting against the Trisolarans. Even if the human fleet of players is destined to lose in the end, you should not stop this behavior and prematurely declare the winner. What is the point of the virtual space exercise if you do this?"

"Who doesn't know that the Trisolaran fleet is very strong? Who doesn't know that the Trisolaran fleet's equipment far surpasses that of the human fleet? Since the human fleet is bound to lose, why not just stop the virtual space exercise altogether and declare the Trisolaran fleet the winner from the very beginning?"

"The result is not important, the process is what matters, understand? The key is what strategies and tactics we can learn through virtual space exercises, so as to enhance the combat effectiveness of the human fleet," Lin Feng rebuked.

The person in charge of the directing department was constantly wiping away sweat. "You need to report this to the higher-ups in the Space Force. What you're saying isn't something we have the authority to decide..."

"Alright, I'll talk to your superiors."

Lin Feng angrily hung up the call and switched to another contact.

……

After the virtual space exercise, members of the "lying flat and watching the show" fleet gathered on social media platforms.

"We lost, but the result was a bit unexpected. We hadn't even been hit yet, and the directing staff announced the results of the exercise," one member complained.

"The result is good. Did you want to be beaten?" Winter Popsicle retorted.

"You can't say that. Actually, I hoped to delay the attack until I reached the Andromeda Galaxy, or until the results of the exercise were announced. You have to understand, that's the Andromeda Galaxy. I will become the first person in the entire history of human virtual space exercises to reach an outer galaxy."

The member was sighing and lamenting because he had failed to reach the Andromeda Galaxy, which puzzled Winter Popsicle, who asked him a question.

"What's the use? It's not like we've actually gone that far."

"Even if it's just virtual, it's still very fulfilling to be in such a faraway place."

The member waved his hand, ignoring the popsicles in winter, and fell into self-satisfaction. The other members were more or less the same.

Winter popsicles turn their attention back to the Zaunites. The Zaunites did not succumb to despair, but were instead deep in thought.

Winter Popsicle wanted to strike up a conversation, but Zuanren excitedly shouted first.

"I've made up my mind! I'll make further modifications to the spaceship's structure to accommodate more antimatter as acceleration fuel! I'll strive to reach 99.99% of the speed of light!"

"Do you know what you're saying? Boss, wake up!" Winter Popsicle couldn't help but complain.

“I’m very clear-headed now. Ultimately, if we can keep up with the speed of the Trisolaran fleet, they will never be able to catch up with us,” the Zaunian replied decisively.

One member said, "Zu'an, I don't mean to discourage you, but the directing team will decide the winner directly."

The fact that the directing department bypassed their struggle with the Trisolaran fleet and directly announced the results of this virtual space exercise was indeed a blow to many of them.

The Zuan man confidently replied, "If the speed reaches a stalemate, the director will declare it a draw. If we arrange some other moves, victory is not impossible for us."

"That's called wishful thinking."

Winter Popsicle rolled its eyes at the Zuan people.

The Zuan people rolled their eyes at the winter popsicles, saying, "How could anyone have achieved what they have today without having wild fantasies?"

Winter Popsicle sighed, "Fine, even if your idea can bring victory, the Trisolaran fleet will definitely notice us, and they will kick us out of the game as soon as possible."

This time, they were just lucky in the virtual space exercise. If the Trisolaran fleet had paid special attention to them from the beginning, none of what happened later would have occurred.