NOVEL NEXT Chapter 211: Come and Die
An electromagnetic wave containing information was transmitted from the massive fleet, which was rapidly decelerating and approaching the Pegasus V342 system. It traveled hundreds of millions of kilometers to the interior of the star system and was received by Tom.
Most of this information was clearly dictionary data. Tom imported these dictionaries into an automatic analysis model, quickly mastering the writing system used by this Mechanical Disaster civilization and deciphering another piece of information.
"Greetings, Prey Civilization.
We are the Black Mountain Civilization. As you can see, our civilization has reached the Strong Nuclear level, possessing technology and war capabilities far superior to yours.
Resisting us is unwise; any simulation model will show your probability of victory or escape as zero.
We believe that a civilization's leader is always rational. Therefore, you should be able to judge that, with our civilization having already tracked you to the star system where you are hiding, your immediate surrender and integration into our civilization is the only wise choice.
It must be stated here that, because you previously set a trap in Star System X-1174, causing significant losses to our side, our civilization is filled with indignation. After your surrender, we will select a portion of your lifeforms to take responsibility for this incident and accept our punishment, in order to quell the anger within our ranks.
Only by accepting all our arrangements can your civilization gain the chance to continue, and your civilization's lifeforms will not die in vain, but can still live on.
We promise that, as long as you cooperate with our arrangements, after the punishment is completed, we will provide your lifeforms with enough food and water to sustain life, and provide a viable environment and security. Unless absolutely necessary, we will never abandon you, and so on.
If you refuse, we will have no choice but to initiate punitive action, disarming you by force and capturing your lifeforms by force. At that time, more of your intelligent lifeforms will receive more severe punishment, and the final outcome will still be integration into our civilization; the outcome will not change in the slightest.
When the outcome is certain, any rational lifeform knows how to choose. Therefore, please disarm immediately and accept our arrangements."
Looking at this information, a cold smile appeared on Tom's lips.
"That's truly the tone of an AI, so certain of everything, so infallible… It's a pity, I am human, not an AI."
Tom immediately replied.
"Screw you! If you want to fight, then come! Who's afraid of who?!"
In the logical calculation unit of the Supercomputing Mothership, Akainu, countless pieces of information were still rapidly scrolling.
"The prey civilization refuses to surrender.
This does not resemble a decision that a rational leader or leadership team would make. Clearly, they have been overwhelmed by emotion and have entered the state of 'fighting to the death' which is relatively common among intelligent civilization lifeforms.
For this state, crushing their armed forces with thunderous means and demonstrating an unmatchable military might is a relatively effective method.
They will quickly calm down.
Given this, a battle is unavoidable. I have decided to dispatch a fleet representing approximately 5 % of the civilization's total combat power; this is entirely sufficient to complete this display of force."
As Akainu calculated, some commands arrived among the many warships suspended on the Aerospace Carrier.
The hibernation pod hatches opened, and various lifeforms with different body structures — some long and slender and completely black, some short and round, and some crawling and wriggling like a puddle of jelly — awoke from their hibernation pods.
Their movements were stiff and slow, and a deep, despairing and sorrowful aura continuously emanated from their bodies.
Under the control of robots, they arrived at the eating area. They sat numbly in their seats, allowing thick needles to pierce their circulatory systems, injecting customized nutrient solutions for each race.
Not a single lifeform obtained food through naturally evolved feeding organs. The robots never even tried to make them eat on their own.
Because not a single lifeform was willing to eat voluntarily.
They thought of only one thing.
Death.
Unfortunately, here, they couldn't even die if they wanted to.
After the nutrient solution was injected, these lifeforms felt as if they had gained a little strength. Afterward, they were herded by robots onto special seats, where they put on helmets, attached electrodes, and entered a "working" state."
Changing graphics, blurry images, rapidly flashing numbers, etc., appeared before their eyes.
What they needed to do was select the correct option according to pre-determined rules.
If the accuracy rate was maintained at a certain level, there would be no punishment. If the accuracy rate fell below a certain threshold, electricity would be injected into their bodies, causing them immense pain.
Amidst this continuous "selection," the wisdom from true intelligent life, converted by algorithms, integrated into Akainu's intelligence, allowing it to quickly formulate a fleet deployment plan.
Thus, over a hundred thousand warships and logistical spacecraft of various sizes detached from the Aerospace Carrier, formed a formation, and flew toward the large, bright star ahead.
Tom saw that the Mechanical Disaster Fleet had now stopped next to a gas giant planet, approximately billions of kilometers from the main star, and had already begun preliminary construction.
However, perhaps because they were not in a hurry to depart, this construction proceeded unhurriedly, without any sense of urgency.
At the same time, approximately over a hundred thousand clearly identifiable warships detached from the main fleet and flew toward the asteroid belt where he was located.
Clearly, after he refused to surrender, the other party decided to punish him with force, to make him "sober up" with force.
Then let them come, let them come…
In the final moments before the great battle, Tom checked his defenses one last time.
He saw countless hydrogen bombs ready to be triggered, saw countless space mines forming clusters, swimming back and forth between the "reefs" like piranhas, saw countless land-based and sky-based air defense bases raising their muzzles, saw countless spy satellites hidden in dark corners of space, saw countless manned and unmanned warships ready to be buried in the star sea…
Within tens of thousands of quantum supercomputers, Strategic Version Goku was fully prepared. At this moment, it was like an enraged ape with taut muscles, ready at any moment to smash its iron rod down fiercely, crushing any enemy in front of it.
This was the strongest combat power that a second-tier Electroweak Civilization could present.
Tom even dared to say that, looking across the entire Milky Way, it would be impossible for another Electroweak Civilization to set up a stronger defense than this one!