At this mont, the supercomputing cluster inside the massive supercomputing mothership, which had been running continuously for tens of thousands of years without ever stopping, ca to a halt.
Akakenu deliberately cut off his own power supply.
The next mont, the tens of thousands of warships that still belonged to the Black Mountain Civilization in space ca to an instant halt, ceasing all maneuvering.
More than three thousand large habitation ships—originally this number should have been over ten thousand, but now, after the attack by the Stellar Cannon and the chaos of the previous phase, this number has plumted to more than three thousand.
Inside these spaceships, all the robots and smart devices that were doing their utmost to protect the Black Mountain People and provide them with all services ceased to function.
The automatic temperature control equipnt stopped, and no more air at a suitable temperature was blown out;
The automatic lighting equipnt stopped changing its brightness and maintained a fixed brightness.
Even that artificial star began to hover in that fixed location in the sky, no longer moving.
The entire interior of the living spaceship seed to fall silent at that mont.
The bloated and obese Black Mountain People stared blankly at everything, and gradually, boundless fear spread from their hearts.
A Black Mountain Person fell from their flight seat and stumbled to a beautifully designed, now motionless robot, cautiously calling out, "Akakenu, Akakenu..."
The robot didn’t respond. The Black Mountain Person’s voice grew increasingly anxious, turning into a tirade: "You son of a bitch, Akakenu, you son of a bitch..."
But the robot still did not respond.
Then the angry shouts gradually faded away, replaced by pleading: "Akakenu, please say sothing..."
> "Waaah, Akakenu, where did you go? Don’t go! How am I supposed to live without you...?"
>
The sounds of wailing and crying rose and fell.
Just then, the world suddenly shook. The Black Mountain People looked up and saw a huge hole in the sky. Countless lee robots poured in from that hole.
> "Akakenu, help ! Akakenu, help !"
> "Waaaaa, Akakenu, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have treated you so badly before. Please forgive , please forgive ! I beg you, please co quickly! Waaaaaa! Save !"
>
The Black Mountain People living on the spaceship were in complete chaos.
Seeing this, Tom revealed a cruel smile.
"Back then, you filthy pigs had a lot of fun on Earth, in my ho..."
Now, I’ll take you all in...
This ti, the lee robots even abandoned gunpowder weapons and took up cold weapons instead.
As the steel blades were wielded, the stench of blood filled the air inside the vast living spaceship.
Although it would be more convenient to destroy the inhabiting spaceship and the Black Mountain People inside with a single hydrogen bomb, Tom believed that a steel blade was a more intimate ans of communication with this opponent who had been chasing him for thousands of years.
Tom was indeed keeping his promise in mind.
He did not mistreat any Black Mountain People. Every Black Mountain Person was killed with a single blow.
As for the fear before death, or the injuries sustained during the escape, that’s your business, the Black Mountain People’s business, not mine.
If you just stay there quietly and wait for to chop you down, you won’t have to suffer any pain.
Tom unleashed a massacre on every residential spaceship.
As for sparing the lives of these Black Mountain People and nurturing them into a race to integrate into Human Civilization so they could contribute to future technological developnt, Tom never even considered it.
Tom felt that even trying to train these pigs, who had been ruined by AI, would dirty his hands. It was better to just kill them all cleanly and decisively.
On the contrary, the intelligent life forms of other civilizations that were previously enslaved by the Black Mountain People still have so value for modification and utilization. But there’s no rush; let’s finish killing them first.
While carrying out the killings, Tom also carried out the work of incorporating the chanical Disaster’s related fleets.
All the out-of-control spaceships were towed to a solar system for temporary storage. The supercomputer mothership, in particular, was of paramount importance and received strict protection from Tom.
All of Akakenu AI’s code and data are still inside; they cannot be damaged.
After a massacre, Tom finally vented all the resentnt and anger he had accumulated over thousands of years of being chased.
We’ve reached the Havilah Civilization.
At this mont, the remaining ten thousand or so warships belonging to the Havilah Civilization are still fighting desperately.
Tom imdiately activated broadcast mode and sent a ssage.
"Heirlan! Do you really want to watch all of you Havilahs die out?!
Stop resisting imdiately and surrender!
I promise you, after you surrender, you will be integrated into Human Civilization as a race. As long as you honestly contribute to civilization in the future, you will enjoy better living conditions than you have now!"
"Fellow countryn, hello everyone, I am Vasilolo, a forr Level 9 leader of Human Civilization. Now, I am the Human Civilization... Viller Race Chieftain.
Fellow countryn, surrender! Human Civilization will not let us down!"
Accompanying these two pieces of information were nurous fragnts about the lives of the people of the Viller Race during Human Civilization.
After a long while, Havilah’s reply arrived.
"Your Excellency Head of Human Civilization, surrender is possible, but we have one condition. We can contribute to the developnt of Human Civilization, but Human Civilization must ensure our independence and promise to let us leave on a certain day in the future.
We want to retain the na Havilah Civilization, we want independent living areas, and we need autonomy over our civilization policies..."
Faced with that long list of conditions, Tom smiled.
"I cannot agree to any of your conditions! You will be integrated into Human Civilization and beco the Viller Race. In the future, you will only be able to engage in scientific research-related work. All basic resources and industrial systems will be cut off, and you will forever be able to rely on humans for survival. You will permanently lose your independent status. Once humanity perishes, you will also perish. This is your fate!
Either accept this fate, or die! Whether you die by my hand or commit suicide is up to you!
I’m giving you ten days to consider. During these ten days, all your spaceships must dock within the following coordinates. Anyone who dares to leave without permission will be killed without rcy! If you don’t surrender after ten days, you will be killed without rcy!"
All the remaining Havilah ships were moored at the location designated by Tom.
For the next ten days, Tom was unaware of what was happening inside their organization and didn’t care at all.
He was simply steadfastly fulfilling his previous promise.
If anyone dares to leave without permission, just shoot them down.
During these ten days, there were attempts by spaceships to leave.
So warships launched desperate attacks, but were all annihilated by Tom.
So industrial spacecraft and transport ships also began suicidal attacks, and Tom showed no rcy in return.
In the end, even so of the habitable spaceships began to launch suicidal attacks.
Tom knew that this was probably not the collective will of all the residents on these spaceships. It was highly likely that soone had seized control, taken all the residents hostage, and then launched a suicide attack.
But... it doesn’t matter.
How you fight amongst yourselves is your business. If you don’t want to be buried with them, then find a way to regain control of the spaceship yourselves.
I only care about one thing.
Once they leave the designated area, destroy them all imdiately!
These habitable spaceships were destroyed without hesitation by Tom, and the millions of people inside perished in space.
This ruthless and domineering approach lasted for nine days. As the final day approached, Tom received a ssage from Heirlan.
"We surrender..."
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