Thousands of Federation bio-warships began to converge.
Most of them were fish-shaped, resembling thousands of fish swimming towards a single location, creating a spectacular sight.
As they gathered, they gradually merged into a single entity, forming a giant eye.
What kind of creature was this?
A massive, fresh red tumor with a diameter of several hundred thousand meters, densely covered in eyeballs that rotated to observe the surroundings.
All around, the Silkmind warships maintained their speed, showing no signs of slowing down due to the Federation's transformation. When they got close enough, they launched their attack.
There were no fancy maneuvers, just pure energy bombardment, and that was more than enough.
In the next instant, the giant tumor began to explode, and for a moment, it seemed to form a small star.
However, it was not the Silkmind's attack that hit it; this transformation came from within.
The terrifying light concentrated at a point.
This point, with a diameter of only 10 meters, contained the energy that a star would consume in several decades.
Highly condensed and highly concentrated.
This was not meant to destroy anything, but to convey a message.
In the next moment, the tumor exploded, and along with the highly concentrated beam of light, something else was scattered into the surrounding starry sky—laughter.
This laughter was not one of joy but of mockery.
It came from the million Federation soldiers who died with the tumor.
The Silkmind warships used the silk to transmit energy and reinforce the defense in the direction of the beam, but it was already too late. The attacks were all light, and by the time they saw the light, the beam was already right before their eyes.
The light effortlessly penetrated the Silkmind's defenses.
The starry sky seemed to distort for a moment.
It was not because of the ripples in space-time but merely the Silkmind's defense, which was like a transparent film covering the entire starry sky.
The beam of light reached the outside and flew for half a year before exploding.
The exploding light scattered, carrying the message to the surrounding starry sky.
...
It was not until nine years later that Yan Xia received the message.
"Change tactics immediately."
"Directly destroy the stars."
"Over the past ten thousand years, we have become accustomed to destroying stars to obtain energy, and the AAA cannon is a product of this process."
"Our warships are also equipped with a large number of devices that absorb the energy released during stellar destruction. These energies can be used to complete the full charge of our warships, and the regional chaos brought about by the destruction of the stars can be utilized to allow our warships to complete their rendezvous."
"After the rendezvous, they will directly adopt Tactic A to break through the Silkmind's encirclement."
"If that's not possible, use Tactic B to annihilate as many Silkmind fleet units as possible."
Why the need for a rendezvous?
Because of speed!
The Silkmind's warships were much faster than the Federation's, so escaping alone was not an option.
Yan Xia was able to formulate tactics so quickly because, as Lurian had thought, they were facing a Silkmind that was more ancient and powerful than the Federation. Yan Xia could not treat them as some kind of inexperienced minor enemy.
So Yan Xia had been formulating different tactics to deal with various situations.
After issuing the new orders, Yan Xia sat down in his chair, reviewing the information he had obtained, and finally let out a long sigh.
"Ella, sometimes we arrogantly believe that the Federation belongs to us."
"Without us, the Federation would never have existed. Without us, the Federation would have been enslaved and destroyed by the Olive Branch Silkmind ten thousand years ago, or even twenty thousand years ago."
"But today, I realize how childish, laughable, arrogant, and sad this idea is..."
In the information, he saw a statement from Lurian.
"I am happy to have severely damaged the Silkmind's plot, fulfilled my destiny as a soldier, and saved the Federation's trillion citizens."
"This is how I feel, and the soldiers feel the same."
"In the final moments, we laughed heartily, sang and danced, enjoyed snacks, watched movies, told stories, played games, and felt immense joy."
"We were not on some cruel battlefield; we were relaxed as if we had returned home. Ah~ this feeling is so wonderful..."
"Please don't feel sad for us; this is the ultimate honor for a soldier."
They used their lives to turn the tide of battle.
Without them, the Federation would have faced defeat in this campaign, and the border would have spiraled out of control. Perhaps it would have even become the catalyst for the Federation's destruction.
"Should we honor them as martyrs, Yan Xia?"
Ella's attachment spoke without emotion, and Yan Xia did not blame it, as this was Ella's inherent nature.
"Martyrs?"
"No, they are the stars of the Federation, every single one of them."
"In life, they guarded the Federation, and in death, they became the guardians of the sun, moon, and stars, still protecting the Federation."
Yan Xia was deeply moved.
He wondered if he could have laughed heartily at that time.
Probably not.
He would have fled, even if he knew there was no chance of survival.
Because this is the nature of life.
Knowing this, he understood how difficult it was to laugh out loud in such a situation, and how it required a heart of steel and a belief as strong as a diamond.
Yan Xia was never stingy with his praise for others and never denied his own shortcomings.
He was not perfect, even with the genetic sequence named [Supreme God] within him. He was still not a perfect deity; he was human and had flaws.
It was precisely because of these flaws that he yearned for perfection. He was human and could feel the impact of the soldiers' deaths. He was glad he was not a god but a human, as only humans could experience such wonders.
After this, Yan Xia would no longer say that even if the Federation were destroyed, it would not matter.
At this moment, it seemed as if he had resonated with Lurian and the million soldiers through a single message, and for a long time, he could not bring himself to stand up.
But he did stand up.
What supported him was an overwhelming sense of responsibility and the wishes of the million soldiers.
"Only by eliminating them can we achieve true perfection."
"Since the enemy's numbers have exceeded 350,000, this can no longer be considered a test by the enemy. Their goal is to destroy our defense line, so we must also make changes."
"Mobilize everything."
"They need to bear the brunt of our anger."
"Let's also adjust that thing; it's time for it to make its appearance."
The Federation has undergone tremendous changes over the past ten thousand years, especially after obtaining sufficient energy. Many things have become possible, some of which even Yan Xia and Ella could not have imagined.
How many citizens does the Federation have now?
148 trillion.
Such a terrifying number has created a new round of benefits.
On Earth, the population dividend is a common topic, but in the starry sky, there is also a population dividend, which is more in line with Yan Xia's imagination-resource theory.
These citizens are an incomparable treasure.
The soldiers are also a part of them, playing a critical role at the crucial moment.