At this mont, most of the countless factories Tom had built in the Altair System were no longer useful, having already ceased production and facing destruction.
However, so factories not only continued production but did so with even greater efficiency.
At this very mont, Tom was producing only two things.
First, hydrogen bombs. Second, passive detection devices.
That’s right, before leaving, Tom intended to produce a vast number of hydrogen bombs.
One hundred million, two hundred million? No, it was ten billion, or even twenty billion!
What was the purpose of producing so many hydrogen bombs?
Of course, it was to discreetly install them into the almost infinite number of asteroids in the Altair System!
Tom would randomly select so asteroids in various parts of the Altair System, use cutting and drilling equipnt to create a hole in them, bury the hydrogen bomb inside, and then restore the asteroid, leaving only a tiny, extrely concealed passive detection device exposed.
These passive detection devices would not actively emit any signals, radar waves, or visible light.
They would simply observe the surrounding space quietly, supported by isotope batteries.
Once they detected a spaceship that was not part of Tom’s fleet approaching, they would imdiately send a signal to the detonator, igniting the hydrogen bomb.
And hydrogen bombs, whether for a second-level Electroweak Civilization or a third-level Strong Nuclear Civilization, were the most powerful weapons.
Tom could make this judgnt without needing to know the technical details of a Strong Nuclear Civilization.
The reason was simple: the energy burst of atomic bombs and hydrogen bombs was based on the application of the Strong Nuclear Force. This was already the most powerful energy release thod prescribed by basic physical theory within the scope of existing technological capabilities.
In terms of sheer power, even a Strong Nuclear Civilization was unlikely, or rather, almost impossible, to have anything more powerful.
At that ti, the chanical Disaster would surely be very surprised, wouldn’t it? I wonder if your energy shields can withstand the heat and radiation from a hydrogen bomb explosion?
Imagining the scene after the chanical Disaster arrived at the Altair System—Tom judged that they could almost certainly find the Altair System—Tom’s heart was filled with anticipation.
Under the command of the clones and the direct manipulation of Hestia AI, the factories operated with increasing busyness.
Typically, the fusion fuel for hydrogen bombs uses deuterium and tritium. However, tritium’s half-life is too short, only a little over a decade, which is not conducive to long-term storage. Therefore, Tom adopted another fusion mode, using only deuterium as fuel.
As a result, these hydrogen bombs would undergo deuterium-deuterium fusion upon explosion, significantly increasing their storage ti.
To initiate deuterium fusion, so small atomic bombs also needed to be manufactured.
Because only an atomic bomb explosion could create enough temperature and pressure to cause deuterium to undergo fusion.
And to detonate this small atomic bomb, so chemical high explosives were required. The reason was also that only chemical high explosives could create the temperature and pressure needed for an atomic bomb explosion.
Thus, a hydrogen bomb explosion followed this process: conventional chemical high explosives detonated the atomic bomb, the atomic bomb explosion then detonated the hydrogen bomb, and the hydrogen bomb finally released heat, radiation, and shockwaves, causing the ultimate damage.
Consequently, factories corresponding to these raw materials—tal casing foundries, chemical plants, uranium enrichnt plants, final assembly plants, and so on—were busily operating, producing hydrogen bombs one by one.
They were then transported to space via the Space Elevator, boarding spaceships like spring seeds, and scattered across the fertile and vast field of the Altair System.
By "autumn," they would surely blossom into many vibrant flowers.
This task took Tom only a few months.
At this mont, the massive fleet had completed its assembly. Standing before the viewport, gazing at the vast Altair System, Tom knew that this place had now beco a minefield.
Aside from his own fleet, any other fleet that arrived here would encounter many surprises.
In addition to laying "mines," following the custom in the solar system, Tom also left so self-operating bases in hidden corners of certain planets and in the vast deep space far from the ecliptic plane, along with so clones in hibernation, awaiting external signals to automatically awaken and reconnect with Tom’s consciousness.
All work had been completed.
Given that, it was ti to go.
In just under a century, he was forced to leave this hopeful star system and venture into the even vaster and deeper universe, to seek that sliver of survival.
At this mont, high-yield hydrogen bombs were exploding consecutively on every planet Tom had ever set foot on.
While blasting all of Tom’s factories and bases to dust, they also released incredibly vibrant flowers, as if holding a spectacular farewell fireworks show for Tom.
Amidst the farewell of these many splendid flowers, a total of six fleets simultaneously launched, accelerating in six different directions.
This departure would be a thousand years of space travel, a thousand years of wandering through the star sea.
But Tom knew that even a thousand years of travel would likely not be enough to escape the pursuit of the chanical Disaster.
Whether he could escape in the future depended on how the situation evolved; Tom at this mont did not have enough confidence.
He was simply doing his best.
Tom knew that in Earth’s national era, spending a thousand years on an escape was an almost incomprehensible concept, let alone this escape not being the complete plan, but very likely just one part of a larger escape strategy.
After all, people’s lifespans were so short back then, often less than a century.
But for soone like him, who had truly stepped into the stars—even without consciousness transfer or the ability of eternal life, being rely an ordinary, relatively high-level Electroweak Civilization life form—he probably wouldn’t be surprised by this.
Highly developed biotechnology, coupled with mature hibernation technology, ant that even ten thousand years was not an insurmountable period for an ordinary person.
A re thousand years of escape was nothing significant.
Clan Leader Momolans and other Bluetoth were equally accustod to this.
But Tom still felt so emotion.
"A thousand years... How many years has Human Civilization existed in total?"
Under Tom’s control, the comprehensive managent of Hestia AI, and the direct control of various sub-industry AIs, all the spaceships of the main fleet simultaneously began to accelerate.
Ten thousand gigantic Aerospace Carriers, tens of thousands of heavy transport ships, tens of thousands of cylindrical residential ships, thousands of strangely shaped large scientific research vessels, and so on, all flew away from Altair at an acceleration of 0.06 ters per second squared.
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