Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 370: The Dilemma

Under the full-throttle mining of all the large satellites of the Pegasus G76d planet, an endless supply of minerals poured into one factory after another.

With this all-out production, Tom finally managed to deploy a sufficient number of manned and unmanned warships, as well as various combat support facilities, into the battlefield just before the Purple Moon Civilization’s new batch of warships arrived.

The new round of deployments immediately took effect. Facing the Purple Moon Civilization’s increasingly frantic and fierce offensive, this reinforced defense line was like a small wooden house in a storm, firmly keeping all the wind and rain out.

At this moment, the battle was extremely brutal. One could even say that since humanity’s disappearance until now, Tom had never fought such a tragic war.

It was not like this when fighting the Bluetoth Civilization. It was not like this when battling the Havilah Civilization. It was not even like this when confronting the Silicon-Based Disaster.

Although he was not a match for the Silicon-Based Disaster at that time, the warships that the Silicon-Based Disaster "parasitized" were, after all, his own warships, and their performance was on par with his.

But at this very moment, Tom had fallen into a situation where he was completely powerless to retaliate.

That weapon based on gravity technology was simply too powerful, and Tom truly had no way to counter it.

In the vast expanse of space, one spacecraft after another was twisted and torn into knots, one satellite after another exploded, and one unmanned warship after another, even with the exquisitely precise tactics formulated by Primal, had no ability to execute them.

It was fortunate that Tom’s industrial scale was strong enough to barely stabilize the battle situation, relying on the heavy loss of warships to barely hold back the Purple Moon Fleet.

But this was not a long-term solution.

Everyone was aware of this problem. Tom was aware, and the Purple Moon Civilization was equally aware.

If things continued like this, they would eventually be unable to hold on.

Even if the planetary battlefield could hold out, what about... the star?

Even before the Pegasus G76d planet was besieged by the Purple Moon Civilization, Tom had taken a step ahead and released the Electromagnetic Life, led by Electric Disaster, onto the star.

The purpose was not to have Electric Disaster provide assistance, but merely to tie down the Purple Moon Civilization’s Electromagnetic Life, preventing them from further deteriorating his living space.

The facts were just as Tom had predicted: after the Purple Moon Fleet besieged this planet but was firmly held back by his desperate fighting style and could not take it down for the time being, their Electric Herding Fleet and Electromagnetic Life went to the star, attempting to use the star’s power to break through their defense line.

The reason they had not yet launched an attack was entirely because Electric Disaster and other Electromagnetic Life had tied them down.

The Pegasus G76 star was larger, with a more expansive combat area, but its average temperature was lower.

To launch an attack similar to his "Stellar Cannon" using this star, a larger stellar area needed to be covered, making it easier to destroy.

From this perspective, Electric Disaster and other Electromagnetic Life had a terrain advantage.

But...

This time, he had no power to attack the Electric Herding Fleet and block external attacks for Electric Disaster and them...

Under these circumstances, how long could Electric Disaster and them hold out?

Tom did not know. Tom only knew that even if he could hold on, whenever Electric Disaster could no longer hold on and the Purple Moon Civilization activated the star’s power, the planetary battlefield would inevitably collapse.

So... what should he do next?

Tom’s countless brains were thinking rapidly.

Perhaps... he could flee?

For now, he should not worry about the war between the Red Star Alliance and the Destroyer Civilization, nor about the humans who might still be trapped within the Purple Moon Civilization’s fleet, nor about the animosity between his side and the Purple Moon Civilization.

I have truly done my best, but I truly have no other way. I can only cut my losses in time, preserve myself first, and plan for the future.

If there was hope of escape at this moment, Tom would not hesitate to do so.

It was just that... he seemed unable to even escape at this moment.

He could barely sustain himself by relying on supplies from the solar system. Without these replenishments, his fleet would immediately collapse under the Purple Moon Fleet’s assault.

Dreaming of leaving this solar system alive? Impossible!

He couldn’t escape, so what else could he do?

...

Inside the Viller Race’s No. 1 residential spacecraft, Heimerlan returned to his residence, dragging his exhausted body.

It had been too busy and too tiring lately.

As the external situation rapidly deteriorated, and as the comprehensive industrial construction and production tasks involving the entire civilization began, as the Vice Chief of the Viller Race, Heimerlan had too many things to coordinate and manage.

Today, he had been busy for over twenty hours straight before he finally had a little time to rest.

After hastily shoveling some food down, Heimerlan collapsed onto his bed like a puddle of mud.

Although his body was extremely tired, for some reason, his mind seemed to be overtired and couldn’t calm down. Instead, it kept uncontrollably thinking about the problems he encountered during the day.

"In terms of the energy industry, the efficiency of the 1,000 large nuclear fusion power plants we are responsible for needs to be further improved, but the current number of power and energy engineers is insufficient, making it very difficult to maneuver.

Hmm... I’ll discuss it with the Chief tomorrow. Perhaps we can find some engineers from related fields who are not under much pressure, give them emergency training, and have them fill in for now?

We can also temporarily conscript some university students majoring in power and energy to supplement the workforce, and some related educational resources can also be shifted in this direction.

There hasn’t been much pressure on public security recently, but the public’s spirits are a bit tense and they are under a lot of pressure. We need to find a way to alleviate this as well.

Hmm, perhaps we can collaborate with the Red Ear Race on this. Some of their race’s entertainment stars are very popular with us Viller People. Should we allocate some investment specifically to produce some films and TV series?

..."

Under the silent night sky, one thought after another arose in Heimerlan’s mind, solving one only for another to appear, endlessly.

When he finally thought through all those chaotic problems, Heimerlan found that he still couldn’t fall asleep.

Because there was one biggest and most important problem that always lay in Heimerlan’s heart, always insurmountable.

Heimerlan had never regarded himself as merely the chief of a single race. Perhaps because he had long served as Head of State in the past, when he thought about problems, he always habitually stood from a higher perspective, viewing issues with a more comprehensive, holistic view.

Just like at this moment.

The chiefs of other races might not care much about this issue, or even if they did, they might not have enough wisdom and vision to think about it, but he was different.

While dealing with the internal affairs of the Viller Race, Heimerlan was always thinking, how should we, Human Civilization as a whole, deal with this crisis?

Facing this issue, which was of paramount importance, Heimerlan tossed and turned.

Time passed little by little, and one plan after another emerged in Heimerlan’s mind, only to be rejected one by one.

Until that thought emerged.

In the dark room, Heimerlan sat up instantly, feeling the fatigue on his body instantly dissipate.

He grabbed a piece of clothing, put it on, and went straight out the door.

"Head of State, I have something I want to report to you."