Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 270: Electromagnetic Disaster

Lyra G16 is a star slightly larger than the sun, with a surface temperature of approximately 6,500 degrees Celsius.

The surface of such a massive star, with extremely high surface temperatures and a harsh magnetic field and radiation environment, seems incapable of supporting any form of life.

Even with the most complete protection available at the current technological level, Tom could not build a spaceship capable of surviving on the surface of this star.

In this situation... what are these unknown life forms doing approaching the star?

Through previous probes, Tom had already determined that these flame-like unknown creatures’ bodies were composed of plasma, and they themselves possessed extremely high temperatures.

This seemed to align with the stellar environment.

If so... are they planning to live on the star’s surface? And rely on the harsh environment of the star’s surface to isolate themselves from his attacks?

Regardless, he couldn’t let them succeed!

Tom instantly made up his mind.

At this moment, a large number of warships quickly deployed, fiercely pursuing the unknown life forms from behind. The fleet stationed on the First Planet also rapidly deployed, setting up a defensive line in front of these unknown life forms, attempting to block them.

An endless stream of energy cannon shells was launched into space, fiercely pursuing one unknown life form after another, harvesting their lives like a scythe cutting wheat.

But even with Tom’s full effort, approximately 20,000 unknown life forms ultimately entered the star.

Helpless, Tom had no choice but to stop the pursuit.

At this moment, the fleet was only 5 million kilometers away from the star. At this distance, the star in front of them already occupied one-fifth of the sky, and the temperature and radiation had climbed to an almost unbearable level.

If they got any closer, even Tom’s fleet would be annihilated.

Left with no choice, Tom could only retreat.

"This is good too."

He thought to himself, "If you hide inside the star, I can no longer eliminate you, but as long as I set up a defensive line near the star, you also won’t be able to come out and cause trouble for me."

Tom didn’t actually care about the life or death of these unknown creatures, or even whether he could destroy them all, as long as they stopped causing him trouble.

At this point, this incident triggered by Havilah finally came to an end.

"Finally, I can devote all my efforts to developing technology..."

Tom sighed in his heart.

So next, with the abundant resources in the Lyra G16 Solar System, he would further advance his technology and enhance his combat power based on the initial foundation, and then, fight a decisive battle against the Mechanical Disaster, completely eliminating this Disaster Civilization that had pursued him for thousands of years like a persistent parasite!

Of course, there was one more thing to do before that.

Clean up the battlefield!

Comprehensively search for all kinds of Havilah Civilization wreckage left on the battlefield, search for possible Havilah survivors, and extract technology from them as much as possible!

Tom had already begun this task more than a month ago. It was just that now, with the other issues finally resolved, he could finally devote his full efforts to it.

A large number of satellites and search vessels were deployed across the battlefield, salvaging every piece of wreckage that might have value and searching for any Havilahs who might still be alive.

Soon, the first living Havilah was found by Tom.

He survived in a small piece of wreckage from a gigantic residential spaceship.

It was probably a cabin that happened to be sealed. At the same time, there were some food reserves inside, so he barely survived in this zero-gravity, hopeless space.

When Tom discovered him, he had already run out of food and was on the verge of death.

After ascertaining the Havilah’s living environment parameters, Tom casually brought up a residential spaceship, adjusted it to an environment suitable for Havilahs, and then threw him inside.

As the search progressed, more Havilahs were discovered by Tom. After searching the entire battlefield, Tom found a total of approximately 100,000 Havilahs.

Out of a total population of about 150 billion, only these 100,000 survived.

Total Pre-War Population: ~150,000,000,000

Survivors Found: ~100,000

Survival Rate: 0.000067%

Facing the interrogators dispatched by Tom, these Havilahs wept bitterly, full of pleas: "Give us a quick death, kill us, we can tell you everything we know, please, don’t torture us."

Being captured by an alien civilization, subjected to torture, and then executed after all information was extracted, seemed to be a common rule in this universe.

It’s just... knowing the outcome, why didn’t you just commit suicide before? Even after I put you in the residential spaceship, I didn’t restrict you; you had plenty of opportunities if you wanted to commit suicide.

Why wait until now to beg me?

Tom knew that this was probably due to the instinct for survival.

Tom was too lazy to bother with the complex and convoluted thoughts in the Havilahs’ minds and directly said: "Our Human Civilization is different from other civilizations.

In our civilization, as long as there is loyalty and subservience, even if they are not from the same civilization, intelligent life forms from alien civilizations can become a race within Human Civilization, integrating into the civilization and contributing to its development together.

Before you, there was already one civilization like this.

So, cooperate with me well, obey me, and you can live. But if you dare to try any tricks, I won’t bother, I’ll just kill you directly. How to choose is up to you."

"We obey, we surrender!"

Suddenly learning that there was still hope to live, and to live well, these Havilahs burst into tears.

Identity verification and interrogation procedures then commenced.

Seemingly aware that their civilization had long since fled and abandoned them, these Havilahs were very cooperative, showing no resistance whatsoever.

Among these approximately 100,000 Havilahs, most were civilians, with only a small portion, less than a thousand, being engineers, scientists, officials, and so on.

During the interrogation of these individuals, Tom did not obtain any information regarding the "extinction of Human Civilization."

Tom sighed softly.

This outcome was actually expected.

Such highly confidential, high-level information could probably only be known by core figures of the civilization. And those core figures were all located at the core of the Havilah fleet with frontline soldiers, receiving the strictest protection.

Half of the casualties in the outer regions were mostly civilians, or low-level officials, peripheral researchers, and so on.

It was indeed unlikely for them to know such information.

"In the future, when I have the time, I must carefully search for traces of the remaining Havilah Civilization fleet, capture all of them, and interrogate them to extract all secrets related to humanity!"

Tom secretly made up his mind.

However, regarding those flame-like unknown creatures, Tom did manage to extract some information.

"Electromagnetic... Disaster? They are a Disaster Civilization?

They are a civilization? They are intelligent?"

Facing Tom’s interrogation, the low-level official trembled and said: "Yes, as far as I know, that is indeed the case. It’s just that their form of intelligence is different from our orthodox intelligent civilizations; they are very difficult to communicate with and have strong hostility towards our orthodox intelligent civilizations..."