Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 295: Planetery Core

Inside the First Meeting Room of the Honor spacecraft, all the high-ranking officials of the Havilah Civilization cheered simultaneously at this moment.

Even Heimerlan seemed to have emotions now, a human-like smile appearing on his face as he gently clapped his hands.

Inside one residential spaceship after another, countless Havilahs also fell into a frenzy.

Every single person, even children or the elderly, clearly understood what seizing the First Planet meant for their side.

This was almost the turning point of the entire war! From this moment on, the direction of this war would be completely different from before!

Recalling the suffering Human Civilization had inflicted upon them centuries ago, and then looking at the great victory before them, how could one not be excited?

Amidst the cheers, Heimerlan, however, felt a faint worry in his heart.

The Human side could not possibly be unaware of the great significance of the First Planet’s fall. But even so, they still didn’t use that large-scale destructive weapon based on some kind of force field technology?

Why? What exactly were they waiting for?

Looking at his jubilant colleagues, Heimerlan did not voice his worries, but instead pondered silently.

Perhaps it was because Humans already knew that even if they used that weapon, it could only reverse the situation of one battle, but not change the direction of the entire war, nor the overall trend?

After all, the star’s rampage was a foregone conclusion, and the Human side being weakened at the First Planet was also a foregone conclusion. And according to existing intelligence, that large-scale destructive weapon of the Humans could only be used once in a short period.

If they couldn’t change this, what was the point of merely changing the outcome of one battle?

That’s it, it must be like this, it must be...

Suppressing that hidden worry in his heart, Heimerlan also joined the celebratory crowd.

Through observations from large space telescopes and numerous spy satellites, Tom clearly saw what was happening on the First Planet.

Under the light of the nuclear explosion, all his former industrial facilities were completely destroyed. The over one billion clones left on the First Planet all died because they couldn’t evacuate in time.

The Mechanical Disaster Alliance’s main fleet had truly arrived around the First Planet. At this moment, a large number of spaceships were shuttling between the surface and space, transporting batches of materials and machinery down. Before the surface of the First Planet could recover its calm, large-scale construction had already begun.

Tom was very clear about the significance of the First Planet’s fall.

This almost meant that a noose had been placed around his neck, and there was almost no hope of breaking free.

His only advantage was localized combat, and the opponent had limited resources. Now, he had even lost this only advantage, how could he fight?

In terms of industrial strength, the Mechanical Disaster Alliance plus the Havilah Civilization combined were no weaker than him.

In terms of logistical supply, they already had the First Planet.

In terms of technology, the opponent was more advanced than him.

In terms of unmanned combat systems, Akakenu was also stronger than Goku.

There was no way to fight, no hope of victory.

Unless he could retake the First Planet in a short time.

But, he couldn’t even defend it before with the advantage of localization, and now he wanted to retake it?

It was simply impossible.

Escape now? If he escaped, he would even lose his material supply, and it would be even more impossible to escape from the opponent’s pursuit.

Fight, he couldn’t win; escape, he couldn’t get away.

The situation at this moment had truly reached its most critical point.

But he was still waiting.

At the Second Planet and Third Planet, a large number of defeated warships returning were undergoing repair and maintenance. A large number of industrial facilities were producing warships and unmanned combat facilities at the fastest rate to replenish the severely depleted forces.

The advance harassment fleet had already departed for the First Planet. Even if they couldn’t retake the First Planet, they had to at least slow down their construction a bit.

On the First Planet, large-scale industrial construction had begun.

Tom saw factories rising from the lava-covered, constantly star-scorched surface of the First Planet, saw countless pipelines extending in all directions, saw spaceships shuttling back and forth, and saw space elevators connecting the ground and the starry sky.

At this moment, the number of warships Tom dispatched to harass the First Planet had reached over one hundred thousand. But the hindrance these warships could cause to the enemy was negligible.

Their industrial system was still growing rapidly in an almost unstoppable manner.

But... it was not enough, not enough. Tom was still waiting.

He saw more industrial facilities transferred from the Mechanical Disaster Alliance’s main fleet to the planet’s surface, saw more general-purpose robots, and even Havilah engineers also arrived on the surface, and saw the Mechanical Disaster Alliance’s main fleet begin to restructure.

In the past, their fleet was constructed with residential spaceships as the core.

The residential spaceships were at the core of the fleet, receiving the most stringent protection. After that were material, industrial, and other spaceships, and the outermost layer was the warship fleet.

Now, the Mechanical Disaster Alliance fleet began to build its entire fleet system with the First Planet as its core.

A large number of residential spaceships were placed in low-Earth orbit, then the outer layer consisted of industrial, material, and other spaceships, followed by warships.

Large numbers of cities also began to be built on the surface of the First Planet, and a considerable portion of Havilahs and Black Mountain People also moved to the planet.

Now, the First Planet had become the core of the Mechanical Disaster Alliance fleet.

The First Planet had the most materials, the most industrial facilities, the most energy factories, and the largest population.

Tom let out a soft breath.

He knew that such a change was very natural. Every civilization, after occupying a planet, would restructure its entire fleet system with the planet as its core.

Even he was no exception.

After all, how wasteful would it be to not utilize such a large planet?

But... this was the situation Tom had been waiting for.

It was almost here now, very soon, just a little bit more, just a little bit...

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty years had passed.

During these twenty-plus years, the Lyra G16 Solar System maintained a situation where the Mechanical Disaster Alliance was building with all its might, and Tom was attacking and harassing with all his might.

But now, the construction of the First Planet and the establishment of its industrial system were complete.

Tom saw that, with the large supply of materials from the planet, one warship after another began to be produced in that massive space dock.

Soon, the counterattack of the Mechanical Disaster Alliance arrived.

Out of the existing total of approximately 700,000 warships, the Mechanical Disaster Alliance dispatched a full 500,000, beginning their journey towards the Second Planet.

Tom felt the noose around his neck tightening even more.

But at this moment, Tom felt no panic in his heart.

Because he knew that, with the counterattack of the Mechanical Disaster Alliance, the situation he had always been waiting for had finally, completely, arrived.