After a brief observation, Tom imdiately confird that it was indeed the exhaust trail of the chanical Disaster Fleet; there was no mistake.
Currently, they were still about 3.2 light-years away from him, and in a few more years, they would truly enter the star system.
"Have they finally arrived?"
A cold, slightly insane smile appeared in Tom’s heart: "I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti."
Currently, the asteroid belt closest to the main star within the entire Pegasus V342 system had been truly transford into a war fortress by Tom.
Over the past nearly two hundred years, Tom had produced tens of billions of hydrogen bombs scattered throughout the asteroid belt, hundreds of billions of large and small unmanned battleships, interstellar turrets, mine clusters, and countless space-based and land-based electromagnetic cannon and Laser Cannon positions.
Tom had even produced over 3 million rcury-class battleships.
The current rcury-class battleships were more powerful, had higher combat effectiveness, and were more complex. Even with the assistance of Goku AI, a single rcury-class battleship required ten clones to pilot.
Currently, Tom was obviously unable to control so many rcury-class battleships simultaneously. After all, interstellar warfare was not just about sending out battleships; it also required huge logistical support and industrial production to be managed.
Roughly calculated, Tom could simultaneously control about 500,000 rcury-class battleships at this mont.
Tom did not let the remaining rcury-class battleships sit idle.
Although he couldn’t control them imdiately once interstellar combat began, it didn’t matter; they could just wait in space for now.
This way, once battleships were destroyed in other areas, Tom’s consciousness link could imdiately transfer over, skipping the step of allocating personnel on site and launching into space, allowing them to directly join the battle.
Thus, manned battleships, the unimaginably vast unmanned combat forces under Goku AI, unmanned battleships, turrets, satellites, anti-aircraft bases, mines, missile bases, and countless hydrogen bombs hidden among countless asteroids collectively ford this ironclad defensive line.
The solidity of this defensive line was such that if it were the fleet of the Bluetoth Civilization at its peak, the entire fleet would likely be annihilated instantly without even making a ripple if they charged in.
This was the most powerful display of combat capability from a peak Electroweak Civilization. It was even beyond an ordinary peak Electroweak Civilization.
Because Tom’s engineering capabilities were stronger than those of an ordinary Electroweak Civilization!
At this mont, in these final few years before the war erupted, Tom’s massive industrial construction still hadn’t stopped; he was still frantically producing manned and unmanned battleships, frantically producing various combat readiness facilities, and then throwing them all into the asteroid belt to further strengthen his defensive line.
At the sa ti, Tom also did another thing very covertly.
Under his control, over twenty thousand heavy transport ships quietly took off, flying toward the main star, and finally stopping at a location only about 6 million kiloters from the main star.
It wasn’t that Tom didn’t want to get closer. It was just that if they got any closer, the star’s radiation would be too intense, even for his peak Electroweak Civilization technology to withstand.
Stopping here was the limit.
Each of these heavy transport ships had a payload of over ten million tons and was specially designed to withstand extrely high temperatures.
At the sa ti, they adopted stealth designs. The starlight from Pegasus V342 shining on one side of them would be synchronously transferred by them and released from the other side.
Thus, they would be "subrged" by the intense light and radiation of the star.
This light and radiation also served as a natural "cover." Because their interference was too strong, any effective detection thod known to Tom could not operate in this area.
In fact, if it weren’t for specially designed communication thods, Tom wouldn’t even be able to maintain communication with these heavy transport ships.
Having arranged this most important "backup plan," Tom breathed a slight sigh of relief.
All arrangents had been completed. Tom didn’t know whether his plan would succeed, whether he could find a glimr of hope for survival under the pursuit of the chanical Disaster.
The only thing Tom knew was that since a plan had been made, he would go all out to execute it!
Ti quietly passed under these circumstances.
Tens of trillions of kiloters away, the massive chanical Disaster Fleet was continuously advancing and decelerating.
Among them, one spacecraft was particularly massive.
It was not an Aerospace Carrier, but its size was almost identical to an Aerospace Carrier.
Although it was so massive, it did not transport any supplies. On the contrary, ferry ships constantly traveled back and forth between it and other Aerospace Carriers, continuously replenishing supplies to it.
On it, a total of 76 giant nuclear fusion power stations operated day and night, producing countless amounts of surging electricity, which was not supplied to the thrusters but entirely to hundreds of special buildings scattered throughout the huge spacecraft.
Each special building occupied a huge area of several square kiloters, with heights ranging from tens to hundreds of ters.
Those were not ordinary factories, but rather chip bases.
Nurous quantum chips and electronic chips worked in conjunction within laser cooling towers and liquid nitrogen cooling pools.
Pipes and cables crisscrossed, bringing in surging energy, carrying away massive amounts of heat, and also inputting data from every part of the vast fleet. After being processed here, these processed results were fed back in real-ti through super-distance communication, and then executed by intelligent machines and sensors.
The entire fleet was under the control of this supercomputing mother ship.
The "Akainu" AI operated within this supercomputing mother ship.
"The number of conversations between owner #661588902 and the simulated doll decreased by 0.8 % today. This is the 100th consecutive day of decrease.
Psychological model prediction indicates that this owner has most likely lost interest in the doll, and the level of annoyance has increased to 5 %.
Thread calculation has decided to ask the owner in 5 hours if they want to change the doll’s appearance and personality."
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"Owner #1155874365’s health index has dropped to 78 %, approaching the alert threshold. However, this owner prefers sour foods, which is detrintal to their health.
Thread calculation has decided to adopt an interest-diversion thod, using ntal simulation stimulation to shift the owner’s dependence on sour foods and reduce sour food intake. At the sa ti, a new gene therapy plan will be formulated.
Note that this owner extrely dislikes treatnt; this treatnt needs to be perford when the owner is asleep, without being detected by him."
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