An unprecedentedly powerful torrent of energy appeared out of thin air in space, and the Huberian's alarm system screamed as if it was about to self-destruct. Massive laser beams, energy attacks that could not be analyzed, and each explosion was equivalent to several nuclear bombs detonating. The massive swarm of insectoids, which had plunged the Huberian fleet into a bitter battle and was almost wiped out, were stunned by the sudden and violent attack. They could not even see where their enemies were before they were reduced to ashes amidst mournful howls and frenzied distortions. The energy beams that had incinerated countless insectoids could not fully unleash their remaining power, and so the nameless planet that had just suffered a frontal bombardment was dealt another blow. The unprecedentedly powerful beams sliced its surface, and the entire planet shook violently like a boat in a storm. Then, as Reynolds and his comrades watched in horror, the planet was instantly cut into hundreds of pieces! It did not even have the time to explode!
When the nightmare finally ended and Reynolds was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the Huberian's alarm system rang again. "Warning! Massive gravitational anomaly detected! Space stability decreasing! "
"Heavens! Sir! Look at what this is! " The first mate shouted in shock, gathering everyone. Reynolds stood in the middle of his comrades, looking at the screen that displayed the gravitational anomaly with a blank and reverent expression.
Like countless ghosts in the night sky, a group of behemoths appeared from the twisting vortex as they approached the massive continent in the thick fog.
When the magnificent cross-shaped warship led its huge fleet out of the distorted space, even James Reynolds, who had seen countless grand spectacles, held his breath in an instant.
"This thing is really powerful … I bet that even if they don't use that terrifying main cannon, they can still annihilate us in thirty seconds." A burly man clad in heavy power armor with a cigar in his mouth stood next to Renault. He touched the latter's shoulder with his arm wrapped in thick steel plates. "Hey, Jimmy, where did you find such a group of killing gods?"
"If it's possible, I hope someone can save me from my bewilderment."
Reynolds shook his head and clenched his fists.
Tychus was right. Compared to the gigantic alien fleet in front of him, his small army was too weak. Even all of his warships, including the Huberian, couldn't compare to the arm of the enemy's cross-shaped flagship. If the enemy really wanted to kill him, let alone 30 seconds, he could do so in a second.
Furthermore, judging from the fact that the cannons that traversed through space and time had destroyed everything in an instant and even melted the crust of a planet, these huge, strange battleships were probably no weaker than the spaceships of the Protoss. Even the regular army of the Independent Federation would probably be reduced to cosmic trash like those insects, let alone a small army that could only be considered a local armed force.
When did such a powerful race appear in the universe? Wasn't a "Protoss" enough to make human civilization feel inferior?
Such a strange thought suddenly popped into Reynolds' mind.
Of course, he also knew that the chances of the enemy suddenly launching an attack were almost zero. Even though the identity of the enemy was unknown, and the style of their battleships was clearly not that of humans or Protoss ("Protoss"), but judging from the fact that they did not hesitate to cross space and called him a "human friend", at least they were not hostile.
But knowing that they were not hostile was one thing, and facing such a huge and oppressive fleet was another.
The huge alien fleet gradually approached until the Huberian was completely shrouded in the shadow of the huge golden cross. Then, Reynolds saw an extremely wide entrance suddenly open at the bottom of the cross, and a gentle voice rang in his head. "Human friend, please enter our flagship. Your spaceship needs repair, and our emperor wants to talk to you face to face."
"Hey, Jimmy, I think I heard something just now …" The armored man who had been standing beside Reynolds and smoking his cigar with a calm expression suddenly shuddered. His face was no longer as calm as before, and he did not even notice that the cigar had fallen into his neck. "It … rang directly in my head … F * ck, it's scalding me!"
Needless to say, Tykes had successfully eased Reynolds's anxiety …
"Everyone, follow up and enter the enemy's flagship."
Reynolds calmed himself down and ordered.
"Sir!" Matt, the first mate, who was standing on the side, immediately advised, "Although they did help us, it's too risky."
"If they're really hostile, it'll be more dangerous if we don't go over." Reynolds patted Matt's shoulder. "Don't worry, even the 'Protoss' can become our ally, let alone a fleet that helped us so much. They're right. If the Huberian doesn't repair itself, I'm afraid it'll be difficult for it to return."
I stood on the bridge and watched as the small human fleet cautiously and cautiously entered the Admiral of the Empire that looked like a huge city. Then, I turned to a commander and ordered, "Prepare to repair their spaceship and bring James Reynolds to the bridge."
I guessed that the Schilling's spaceship must have surprised them, because even Reynolds and his cautious chief mate, who were used to seeing big scenes, kept looking around at the mysterious equipment around them. They didn't even react when they were brought to the bridge by a team of Scorpion soldiers.
"Cough cough!"
Feeling ignored, I could only awkwardly cough to attract the other party's attention so that they would stop studying the 10800 p HD holographic projection of the StarCraft II cutscene. I'm guessing that they must have thought that it was a battlefield that we had scanned with our radar. They would never have thought that it was just some nerdy otaku discovering that the starship's host was neglecting his duties and playing games during working hours.
"Welcome to my spaceship."
I shrugged unnaturally under their dumbfounded gazes. Although I thought that I looked top-notch after putting on this eye-catching warship robe that resembled a galactic pirate, being stared at by two grown men, especially one of them who was a middle-aged man with a stubble of a beard, made my eyes widen.
I knew what they were surprised about: I looked too much like a human.
Damn it! I'm a human, you bastard! Why am I acting as an alien or an alien from the beginning to the end? Damn it! Can't I say that I'm a human?
Alright, to be honest, they wouldn't believe me even if I said it. Furthermore, the two 'people' in front of me and I were indeed of different races. It was normal for them to view each other as aliens.
"I have to say, there are many strange coincidences in the universe," I said with a smile. "For example, in the distant starry sky, there are lifeforms that are so close to us. You should be thankful for your DNA. It was them that determined that the ones who died under the cannon fire of the Empire today were those bugs and not you."
My words had more or less resolved Renault's initial confusion. He began to display the courtesy that a man who had once served as the chief of a planet should have, neither servile nor overbearing. He extended his right hand to me. "Thank you very much for saving me and my soldiers. My name is James Renault. As you can see, I am a human."
I smiled and shook his rough hand. "I am the Emperor of the Xiling Empire. Of course, you might not have heard of this civilization. After all, we have never established a colony in this region. My name is Chen Jun. You can call me whatever you want. I don't care about that."
Renault hesitated for a moment, but he still took my words as a deliberate display of friendliness from a superior. He said with a respectful and cautious tone, "Then, Your Majesty from another planet, why did you and your army come here?"
"For war!"
Before I could say anything, I heard a cheerful young voice suddenly interject from behind. Then, Renault and Matt's expressions immediately turned to horror.
When they saw what the person who spoke looked like, the two of them relaxed.
It was a 120cm tall loli. Even if she had a pair of strange blood-colored cat eyes, it couldn't change her harmless appearance!
Pandora stood by Weska's side. Although she didn't say anything, I could tell from the girl's eyes that she deeply agreed with me.
I helplessly pulled the two little fellows who had awakened their battle instincts over and introduced them to each other, "My sister … This girl is right. We are here for war — against those insects."
After learning that our sole objective for coming here was to eliminate those dangerous Zergs, Reynolds and his first mate had rather complicated expressions. There was a tinge of rejoicing, but there was also a tinge of doubt. But overall, it was obvious that they treated this as good news.
"Your spaceship will probably need a day to be repaired. We will need a few hours to develop the equipment that can repair your spaceship. Before that, you can rest on the spaceship for a while. Then, perhaps I will look for you to research the problem of the insects in this sector."
"Ah Jun, what do you think?"
After Renault and his group left the bridge under the escort of a team of Scorpion soldiers, Sandora suddenly crossed her arms and asked me.
"Based on the information that we have gathered so far, there is no doubt that this world is the source of the StarCraft information on Earth. However, I don't know why I feel that it is a little strange."
The doubt that I threw out made my sister think of something. She suddenly extended a finger in the air in surprise and said, "Ah, that's right. Under normal circumstances, the information projections in the world should come from the neighboring worlds. However, this sector is in our universe. In other words, it is the same world as us!"
"That is also what I am confused about." Sandora turned around and looked at the holographic projections of the various insects and humans below the bridge. "It is theoretically impossible for information projections to occur in the same world. Without the effects of the world barrier, such abnormal disturbances shouldn't have occurred. However, this sector … No matter what, it is best for us to be more cautious in our next actions. The exploration team should establish Empire outposts on every planet that they find and build as many large-scale weapons as possible. As a force that came later, we urgently need weapons and deterrence."
I wholeheartedly agreed with Sandora's words. "If the situation in this sector is really as described in StarCraft's background, then we really need to increase our firepower. The forces in this place are complicated. Furthermore, the number of insects is in the hundreds of millions. It is too disadvantageous for us to engage in a war of attrition with a bunch of saints."
"However, the only thing worth celebrating is that the insects' combat power is far inferior to Schilling's soldiers. Although it is troublesome to deal with a group of enemies that rely on numbers to win, it is definitely not difficult." Sandora crossed her arms confidently with an arrogant smile on her lips. "Furthermore, if we allow the Bubble to grow, our army's expansion speed won't be any slower than the insects."
"…" I was speechless.
This girl's way of describing things was too bizarre!
Based on the information that I currently had, I contacted the other six Empire's pioneering armies and ordered them to build a series of planetary fortresses and start building large-scale interplanetary weapons. I didn't expect the latter's efficiency to be far beyond my expectations. When I sent out the message, the Third and Sixth Army actually reported that they had already found a few suitable planets to base on and started building their Mother Nest.
Every army's flagship was equipped with a total of thirty Schilling mainframes. Based on the efficiency of every ten mainframes modifying a planet in a short period of time, as long as they could find a suitable planet, it wouldn't take long for us to obtain more than ten fully-equipped military fortress planets in this vast Star Zone. Accumulation was the best way to describe our current state. After such a long period of accumulation and hard work on all kinds of advanced technology, the strongest aspect of the Xiling Empire's army, which was its extreme expansion, had finally obtained the base number necessary for it to explode. Furthermore, after breaking away from the shackles of Earth, the Imperial Army in the universe could finally be considered to have returned to their own battlefield. Compared to being restricted to using conventional weapons in the atmosphere, they really preferred extermination battles!
To put it in an unsuitable way, after breaking away from the shackles of humanitarianism, the Imperial Army could finally be as shameless as they wanted … "Our pioneering army has already built a simple base in these few places."
Beside the smaller holographic projection in the combat lab, Sives, who was acting as the adjutant, was pointing out the current situation of the Star Zone that the Imperial Army was monitoring. The photon pointer in her hand pointed out a few flashing dots of light on the densely packed planets. "The surroundings are rather desolate, and there's absolutely no possibility of any intelligent species appearing there. After activating the spatial invisibility force field, they can develop without any interference. Furthermore, there are some moons or other planets in the vicinity of these few planets. According to your orders, these planets will be modified to become interplanetary weapons equipped with the Empire's cannons. Of course, the power of these low-tech assembled weapons can't be compared to the Star Sniper Cannons, and their practicality can't compare to a real interstellar warship either. However, these giant cannons will undoubtedly become a form of deterrence. If everything goes smoothly, these modified cannons will be put into service in a month's time."
I've said it before, Schilling's military experts have very low limits …
"Next is the problem of the First Fortress Planet." Seeing that we didn't have any more opinions, Sives continued, "As the main force of the First Army, we have to find a planet that is suitable to be modified into a fortress as soon as possible to increase the army's ability to fight continuously. Although every mothership has the function of a military base, there's still a huge cost difference between a self-circulating supply system and a base built on a fixed planet. Furthermore, it's only on a fixed planet that the Schilling Main Mothership can fully utilize her functions — instead of pushing Arthas around in the central engine room of the 'Empire Admiral' all day long!!"
Ugh … I didn't expect Sives to have such a grudge against the Bubble. As expected of a strict and serious officer of the Imperial Army …
If we want to build a fortress planet, it's best to consult the locals. Renault was probably still free at this moment, so I ordered Vega to bring him over.
Together with Renault was someone I didn't expect to see: a canned man … cough cough, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face who wore a full set of mobile armor that made him look like a canned man.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm the most outstanding bounty hunter in the universe, Tex Findlay. Haha," the burly man in mobile armor bit on a cigar. The terrifying scar under his eye looked like a deep ravine under the shadow of his helmet as he laughed. "Don't mind me. I'm just here to take a look out of curiosity …"
I shrugged. I didn't care about this burly man who claimed to be 'curious' and came to take a look. I simply froze the energy on the cigar in his mouth. Ignoring his confused expression, I asked Renault, "The situation is like this. My army has just arrived in this foreign Star Zone and knows nothing about the situation here. We need to build a base and we need a planet with stable geology and no sovereignty. Do you have any suggestions?"
The moment I raised my question, Renault immediately put on a vigilant expression.
It was obvious that our request had triggered his race's vigilance.
"Don't worry." I patted Renault's shoulder. "We don't have any enmity towards humans. Plus, I won't look for trouble with human colonized planets. You just need to find me a stable planet that's far away from any forces. It doesn't matter how barren or desolate it is. We don't need those low-level resources."
Renault's eyes flashed with a contradictory light. It was obvious that he was weighing the credibility of our mysterious army. Then, he nodded. "You will find such a place sooner or later anyway. Take it as my thanks for your assistance … May I know how to use this star map?"
Under Renault's guidance, an inconspicuous galaxy entered our sight.
"It has no name. I discovered it by accident. There is a star that is on the verge of death. Its state is not stable, but it won't explode in the next few hundred years." Renault introduced the galaxy to us. "There are only three planets in this galaxy. The outermost planet might meet your requirements. It has stable geology, a gravity constant of 10.0, an atmosphere rich in nitrogen, and two large moons. More importantly, there is absolutely no sovereignty in this godforsaken place. The Independent Federation doesn't even know of its existence."
"Phew …" I whistled loudly. "An absolute barren land. I bet you have even better places hidden away. But it doesn't matter. I like this place. Bubble, turn around. We have a new home."
The enormous Empire fleet responded to my command under the unified command of the Schilling mainframe. The small frigates began to converge on their respective motherships. Then, a huge hyperspace jump force field enveloped the entire fleet. In the next moment, we disappeared from the star zone.
"You will get used to it very soon."
I said expressionlessly as I looked at Renault, who was swaying unsteadily.
"After all, the energy turbulence caused by such a huge army moving hundreds of millions of kilometers in one go is huge. It far exceeds the endurance of a human's body."
Renault tried his best to control the churning sensation in his stomach as he supported his good friend Tykes. He gave me a thumbs-up. "Your Majesty … I can now completely confirm that you are not of the same species as us … Damn it. I better have a glass of strong liquor to calm my stomach …"
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