Chapter 331: Gravity Civilization

Ever since Human Civilization vanished and he suddenly gained the ability to connect to Clones, Li Qingsong had been through so many wars and faced so many enemies, but never had he been as passive as he was now.

He didn’t even know who his enemy was. Was it some advanced civilization? A sentient lifeform? Or some kind of physical phenomenon, some astronomical event?

Li Qingsong knew nothing, yet he had inexplicably found himself in what was now a life-or-death crisis.

All the methods Li Qingsong had once taken pride in seemed to have lost their effectiveness.

The Unified Force Field became Li Qingsong’s last hope.

Gritting his teeth, Li Qingsong made a decision.

The high-ranking leaders of all 21 allied races were once again summoned to the Intelligence and Strategy Research Lab. This time, that even included the Yunluo Race, who had previously been excluded from the inner circle.

The leaders of every race wore grave expressions.

Li Qingsong did not hide the facts from them—that their own ships were potentially “coming alive” for some reason, which had created a grave crisis.

During this period, it wasn’t just Li Qingsong; the researchers of every race had been thinking and investigating with all their might, but they had come up with nothing.

Li Qingsong got straight to the point. “We are facing an unprecedented crisis. I’ve decided to risk activating the Unified Force Field. If it works, great. If not, or if the devices for the Unified Force Field also ‘defect,’ then… I will divide the main fleet into 22 portions—one for each of your races, and one for my own. You will all choose different directions and flee. Whether or not you can survive and escape… well, we’ll each have to fend for ourselves. If anyone has a better idea, please voice it as soon as possible. If not, everyone should return and start preparing.”

It would be impossible to escape if they continued to flee together. Their only sliver of hope was to split up.

The Blutuk Race leader, Molomans, was completely crestfallen and muttered, “Has the situation really gotten this bad?”

Haimo Lan slumped powerlessly in his seat, his face pale.

Some of the other high-ranking leaders had even begun to weep quietly.

‘The situation had changed far too quickly. They had just found a safe harbor, a sense of belonging. They had just decided to dedicate themselves to the development of Human Civilization, and now they had to flee for their lives?’

‘And escaping was the *best-case* scenario. The more likely outcome was that they wouldn’t even be able to flee and would be completely annihilated right here.’

Li Qingsong looked around the room. “It seems no one has any better ideas. In that case, let’s proceed. Go back and prepare. Over these years, it has been my honor to fight alongside all of you. In the future, if fate allows, I hope we have the chance to meet again. That is all. Meeting dismissed.”

Every race began their frantic preparations. Li Qingsong also began the complex task of redistributing the fleet, allocating supplies and Warships to each race.

By the time all this work was completed, more than a year had passed. During this time, Li Qingsong’s Warship reserves had once again dropped to less than one million vessels—and that was even counting the Warships that were being continuously built.

Moreover, even this remaining one million Warships were dwindling in number.

Some had defected, while others were lost in battle.

Once all the preparations were complete, Li Qingsong turned his attention to the Space-Air Carrier that housed the equipment for the Unified Force Field.

The 10 billion Clones needed to power the Unified Force Field had also been awakened and were now at their stations.

Gazing out at the battlefield, which was filled with the flash of explosions, and then at the tranquil river of stars beyond, Li Qingsong was overcome with a wave of emotion.

‘It took me several hundred years to put this system together again after using it against the Intelligent Mechanical Calamity Alliance.’

‘My maximum consciousness link has also been raised to ten billion. Ten billion… I have no idea how powerful that will be.’

‘I thought I’d be testing its power against the Purple Moon Civilization. I never expected to use it here.’

‘I don’t know if this tactic will succeed. If it succeeds, fine. If it fails, I’ll have no choice but to find a new place and start everything over from scratch…’

The special serum was ready, and injections could begin at any moment. The various devices for the Unified Force Field were also in place, ready to be activated.

Just then, Li Qingsong suddenly saw an abnormal fluctuation appear in the starry sky around the fleet.

Like ripples spreading across water, the silent, distant stars seemed to warp along with the fluctuations in space itself. Some stars shifted their positions, others changed color. Some grew brighter, while others dimmed.

Hm?

Li Qingsong’s heart grew even heavier.

After a moment of fluctuation, a number of unidentified objects trailing long, fiery tails like meteors suddenly materialized out of thin air. Then, with maneuverability that far surpassed the limits of Li Qingsong’s Warships, they hurtled violently toward the vast interstellar battlefield.

They were numerous—tens of thousands of them. And they came from all directions, completely enveloping the battlefield without leaving a single gap.

‘This is…’

‘Are these… Interstellar Missiles? But their maneuverability and acceleration are way too high. What kind of material could possibly withstand such immense G-forces?’

‘Besides, at such a high rate of acceleration, even with miniature fusion reactors for power, they shouldn’t be able to last long. Yet these Interstellar Missiles have been accelerating continuously for several minutes now.’

With just a brief glance, Li Qingsong quickly determined that the technology in these Interstellar Missiles was far superior to his own.

‘They have to be creations of a Gravity Civilization, at the very least!’

‘A Gravity Civilization has appeared at the edge of the battlefield and fired Interstellar Missiles into it?’

‘What are they trying to do?’

Li Qingsong continued to watch intently. In the next moment, the Interstellar Missiles, trailing long, fiery tails like falling stars, plunged into the battlefield, a region with a radius of about 500,000 kilometers.

Li Qingsong had expected a series of violent explosions, but… there was nothing.

There were no unusual flashes of light.

The Interstellar Missiles vanished after rushing in, seemingly without changing a thing.

But in the next instant, the acceleration reading on his instruments abruptly jumped from zero to 5!

This meant that from this moment on, every single ship in his fleet—even the Flying Star, with its mass of tens of quadrillions of tons—was now accelerating toward the battlefield at 5 meters per second squared.

Normally, an acceleration of 5 meters per second squared would create an artificial gravity equivalent to about half of Earth’s.

But for some unknown reason, no one—not Li Qingsong in his host body, not any of the Clones, animals, or other sentient beings—felt the effects of this acceleration.