Dulu Second Planet.
After months of fighting, the strength of the global resistance army was almost depleted.
Most of the population had huddled underground, and everything was shrouded in an indescribable sense of despair.
“I believe that starting from the second week of the battle, the Zerg weakened their offensive against us for some specific reason.”
A high ranking Dulu commander spoke the truth without even realizing it.
However, from the perspective of the Dulu civilization, none of this could be verified. They had no way of knowing the Zerg’s thoughts directly and could only make inferences based on the current situation.
But the behavior of the Zerg themselves, seen now, was indeed far too difficult to understand.
“They could easily defeat us, but they haven’t. Yet the situation of the war during this period has made us feel even greater pressure. I suspect those creatures are using us as a training ground. Or rather, they are using some means to verify their own combat models,” a Dulu woman voiced her speculation.
“You think we’ve all become experimental subjects?”
The mentality of another Dulu person immediately soured.
When a civilization reaches this point, it seems the only path left is to leave things to fate.
But through such a long struggle, the Dulu always seemed to see a glimmer of hope at every moment.
Especially since this war had lasted so long, no matter how they looked at it, the Dulu seemed to have the strength to fight, allowing them to hope for a miracle.
“We have been constantly researching new weapons over these two years, but the enemy’s growth speed has completely crushed our progress. It is not just a qualitative change compared to the past. In fact, if we compress it down to every single day, we can feel the strength of some local units changing. The enemy is trying out superior tactics, and once they are deemed effective, they are quickly applied to the entire army. This is terrifying.”
“In other words, are they actually going easy on us in the current battles?”
“I’m afraid so.”
After the conversation between the Dulu reached this point, they each fell back into deep thought.
After a moment, one individual asked, “What about surrendering? Didn’t the other side demand our surrender in the past?”
“I’m afraid there is no longer a chance for that.” Another member across from them spoke helplessly. “There was a possibility at the beginning, but after the war started, any communication became difficult to achieve. For these past three years (by this planet’s time), none of the communications we’ve sent out have received a response. Clearly, the other side doesn’t care about our choice at all. Perhaps surrendering back then was our only chance.”
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In a state of unspeakable despair, the Dulu continued to send signals to the Zerg time and time again.
Xia Jin didn’t pay any attention to them at first.
Until she realized that these signals were becoming a bit too strong, and their direction was aimed straight at the member regions of the Starsea Alliance.
Upon learning of this, she frowned. Without a second word, she ordered the Swarm to attack with maximum intensity.
In just a few days, she supplemented the forces with 100 million combat bugs. Coordinating with the troops that had already landed, they rapidly crushed the enemy’s legions. Subsequently, the army delved deep into the underground fortifications, sweeping away all resistance as they occupied every sector.
“Is it possible that the surrender requests sent by the other side were received by civilizations of the Starsea Alliance?” Xia Jin asked directly.
“It is possible,” Brain Bug No. 1 replied. “Although the signals were weak, if a space civilization within a range of several hundred light years were to search seriously, they could easily capture them. One could say that there was danger from the moment they sent the first one.”
Xia Jin’s mouth twitched.
The Dulu had not used outdated electromagnetic signals, but hyperspace communication.
They probably didn’t realize that their method of broadcasting signals directly into the universe was, to a space civilization, like actively shining a light on themselves. Or rather, it was like shouting “hello” into space of their own accord.
This information would diffuse and attenuate with distance, but other civilizations would only need to look at the diffusion rate to quickly calculate the distance of the transmission point.
“If they are discovered, this territory of the Dulu is as good as exposed.”
Xia Jin was somewhat worried that the nearby Zero Point Nucleus mine would be noticed.
She didn’t want to go to war with a true alien civilization this early.
Especially since the Starsea Alliance was a colossus as a whole; a dispute with any single civilization could trigger an attack from others.
“Try to attenuate the signals. Completely erasing them is likely impossible.”
The earliest ones sent had already traveled quite far by now.
She could only hope that no civilization happened to be listening at that time.
Compared to things like gravitational waves, hyperspace signals were truly too obvious—so obvious that there was almost no possibility of misinterpreting them.
If a gravitational or electromagnetic wave came through, you might still have to consider whether it was artificial or a natural phenomenon from a celestial body.
But hyperspace signals could basically be confirmed as coming from an intelligent civilization.
Hyperspace information from the universe itself could not possibly be so regular; it was extremely chaotic.
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Xia Jin sent out a Small Leviathan to chase for a distance, relying on current technological means to erase the signals from the past two months.
But soon, it discovered a strange fleet.
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