Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 259: This is the Price

Time had indeed reached its most critical point.

There was truly no more room for delay.

On the Second Planet battlefield, the enemy’s offensive was growing fiercer with each wave, and their side had less than fifty thousand warships left that could be mobilized. They were about to be unable to hold on.

Once the opponent invaded the planet and destroyed all missiles and nuclear bombs, then, even if their side wanted to cleanse, they wouldn’t be able to.

Nearly ten billion elite Havilah Civilization individuals falling into the opponent’s hands was absolutely unacceptable. If that happened, all their civilization’s secrets, all their technology, everything would become nourishment for the opponent. At that time, there might even be a danger of the civilization collapsing.

Heimerlan closed his eyes, full of pain.

At this moment, the only countermeasure seemed to be forced expulsion.

But, but, if that happened, the civilization might tear apart internally, and the entire organizational system of the civilization might collapse.

It was truly a dilemma now.

At this moment, all the clamor seemed to have moved away from Heimerlan. Even though many high-ranking civilization officials were shouting, raging, and eagerly trying to persuade him, Heimerlan seemed to hear nothing.

He just closed his eyes, silently contemplating something.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, and his expression had returned to calm.

He raised his arm and gently pressed it down, and the entire conference room seemed to be suppressed by an invisible pressure, instantly falling silent.

Heimerlan looked at his secretary and calmly said, "Broadcast Conference Room One to the entire civilization."

"Yes."

A high-ranking civilization official exclaimed in shock, "Leader, this..."

Heimerlan gave him a calm glance, and the high-ranking civilization official immediately closed his mouth.

The cameras were quickly brought over. Thus, the scene of Conference Room One, the core of the civilization’s highest power, appeared on every city, every spaceship, and every large screen.

At Control Base 665, many citizens gathered, their emotions surging. But as the image of Conference Room One appeared, people unconsciously quieted down.

Under the gaze of hundreds of billions of eyes, Heimerlan calmly picked up the communicator and dialed a number.

People watched intently.

A moment later, the call connected. His mother’s familiar figure appeared before Heimerlan, and also before hundreds of billions of citizens.

His mother’s tone was full of relief at having survived a catastrophe: "Lan Lan, Mother is doing well now. We have already evacuated from the Second Planet and are heading towards the Third Planet."

In many cities, many gathered people heard this sentence and a slight commotion unconsciously arose.

You evacuated, but our compatriots are still on the Second Planet.

Heimerlan smiled and said, "Is that so? That’s good. Mother, I want to tell you something.

I’m sorry, I can’t save you. You now... have to go back to the Second Planet. Not just you, but everyone in this passenger ship must go back to the Second Planet."

In Conference Room One, all the high-ranking civilization officials instantly looked up, staring at Heimerlan with utter horror.

On the screen, his mother’s expression instantly stiffened, then she forced a smile and said, "Lan Lan, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Tears welled up in the corners of Heimerlan’s eyes, but his face still held a smile: "I’m not talking nonsense. Mother, I’m sorry, I can’t save you.

I will always love you, and I am willing to give my own life for you. But now, I can’t save you, I can’t save you..."

His mother instantly began to panic: "Lan Lan, Lan Lan, what’s wrong? You are the Civilization Leader! I am your mother! I painstakingly raised you, and now you won’t save me?!"

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I can’t save you..."

Heimerlan shook his head, full of pain, tears continuously flowing, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

With trembling hands, he gently hung up the phone, and then, under the gaze of hundreds of billions of eyes, connected another number.

"Is this the crew of the passenger ship ’Dragon Sky’? I am the Civilization Leader, Heimerlan. I now order you, as the Leader, to immediately change course and return to the Second Planet.

Yes, I am sending you to your deaths. If you disobey the order, even if you can return to the civilization in the future, I will execute you for treason. Your families will be ashamed of you for generations.

If you obey the order, you will also die, but I will bestow upon you the title of hero, your posthumous affairs will be handled directly by me, and your families will be proud of you.

Now, tell me your choice."

In the deathly silence, a trembling voice reached the ears of all the citizens.

"Yes, all members of the Dragon Sky spaceship crew... obey the Leader’s order"

In the vast expanse of space, a passenger ship that had already moved away from the Second Planet, away from the battlefield, and away from danger, instantly began to decelerate with full power, then accelerate in reverse.

Because it hadn’t left too far and its speed hadn’t increased too much, the spaceship quickly returned to the Space Elevator of the Second Planet under everyone’s watchful eyes.

At the same time, all spaceships were strictly prohibited from leaving the Second Planet.

The communication was cut off, and Conference Room One was filled with a deathly silence.

All the high-ranking civilization officials were silent.

There were indeed their close relatives or friends in the Dragon Sky passenger ship. But now...

No one could speak.

Heimerlan smiled as he looked at the camera. His figure and words were transmitted to all the citizens, and also to the warriors and people gathered at Control Base 665.

"Now, my mother, and the relatives of all high-ranking civilization officials, their wives, children, family, and friends, have also returned to the Second Planet, just like the relatives of all of us, they are all on the Second Planet.

Compatriots, those who remain on the Second Planet at this moment are the elites of our civilization.

Even if there’s a glimmer of hope, I am unwilling to give them up.

But now, there is no other way.

Once they fall into enemy hands, our entire civilization may face a catastrophe.

For the sake of civilization... I can only kill them.

Compatriots, all of us have no choice

I understand everyone’s sorrow and anger, and I personally am equally sad and angry. But I hope everyone can understand that all of this is the price for the civilization to prosper, to become strong.

It is a price!

The only thing we can do is, amidst this sorrow and anger, win this war against Human Civilization, obtain the benefits we deserve, and promote the continued development and strengthening of civilization’s technology, to avoid facing such a situation again in the future

Now, I order... Second Planet, commence the cleansing"

Outside Control Base 665, all the citizens were bewildered.

They stood there blankly, motionless.

After a long time, a low sob appeared, and everyone began to wail and cry.

The enemy and their side did not belong to the same species.

If it was an internal civil war, there might be a chance to survive if captured. But being captured by another civilization that was not of the same species, the probability of survival was almost zero.

Since their side did not have enough capability to evacuate their compatriots on the Second Planet, they were already destined for a certain death.

If they died in the enemy’s hands, they would also reveal all military, technological, and other secrets of their side before their deaths, bringing catastrophe to their side.

This was almost inevitable. Because no intelligent life could withstand torture under high technology.

Dying by their own hands... at least prevented the enemy from obtaining this intelligence.

This was cruel, but the continuation of civilization could not be achieved by emotions such as unwillingness, pain, passion, or tragedy. Only reason, a cold and utterly ruthless reason, could allow civilization to continue.

Such situations had not been uncommon in the past. If the leaders at that time had not made decisive decisions, their civilization might have already been annihilated.

As a true interstellar civilization, everyone understood the cruelty of this universe, and the difficulty of surviving in this universe.

And now, the cruelty of the universe was truly presented before everyone.

The base operators, who had been firmly blocked outside and dispatched, began to approach the base again.

This time, no one stopped them anymore.