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In truth, the Daibo Civilization had no intention of hiding the exclusive data they had collected while fighting the Swarm’s combat units. After all, it wasn’t anything particularly groundbreaking. As so representatives had pointed out, it was just data collected by what they considered “toys.”

If the Swarm were to be eradicated, these chs would once again lose their practical value and revert to being re toys.

However, this data had been obtained at the cost of Daibo lives, and simply handing it over for free felt unjust. At the very least, they should exchange it for sothing with the Ji Race—even if it was just so points.

Although the Daibo Civilization had lost the drive to climb higher, pursuing their hobbies and interests still required support from certain advanced technologies. Having a reserve of points was always beneficial.

“We never intended to keep the data to ourselves. However, how it will be distributed and used will be decided after discussions with the Ji Race,” the Daibo commander stated firmly, ignoring the murmurs and side comnts.

With their goal achieved, the others made a few more remarks. When they noticed the Daibo representative had stopped responding, they found it less entertaining to continue the conversation and gradually dropped the topic.

In reality, most civilizations didn’t have a pressing need for the data the Daibo had collected. However, the desire to get sothing for free was a common trait among many races. When they ca across sothing interesting, regardless of whether they could use it, they would first try to see if they could get it for nothing. If they succeeded, it was a win; if not, they had only wasted a few words.

The Swarm didn’t stop launching Primordial Body projectiles just because the Daibo Civilization’s performance was less than stellar. These special projectiles continued to be fired at the Confederation forces at the sa frequency.

However, after noticing that the Daibo front had stabilized, the Swarm didn’t continue to target them specifically. Instead, they resud “evenly” distributing the Primordial Body projectiles across the Confederation’s defensive lines, ensuring everyone got their share.

The Confederation, of course, was happy with this arrangent. The Swarm’s new commander seed to have a rare, brain-dead style of leadership, and the earlier speculations about this were slowly being confird.

With the Swarm’s forces suppressed yet still sending troops continuously, the Confederation felt little pressure. The command channel was filled with laughter, jokes, and banter among the leaders of various races.

But not everyone was imrsed in this cheerful atmosphere. For example, the Daibo commander sensed sothing was off.

He had felt this unease earlier when they were being targeted, but he had dismissed it as a mistake and didn’t pay much attention. Now, however, the feeling was particularly strong.

When had the Confederation beco so harmonious?

Earlier, when they were targeting the Daibo Civilization, it hadn’t felt harmonious to him, but the group targeting them had been perfectly in sync.

It seed that everyone had forgotten their usual squabbles and suddenly united to target the Daibo Civilization. Even Mowei of the Rashudia Race and Mid of the Yuntu Race, long-ti rivals, had managed to coordinate perfectly.

Even Conradus, the fleet commander who should have maintained a serious deanor, had made a few casual remarks that effectively fanned the flas.

This was what had felt off to him at the ti. Mowei and Mid, being enemies in a sense, naturally understood each other, so their coordination was understandable.

The small outer-ring civilizations, with the two strongest mid-ring civilizations—the Rashudia and Yuntu—leading the charge, and even the fleet commander joining in, was also normal.

But as the fleet commander, Conradus shouldn’t have taken a stance in such a situation. The Daibo commander now carefully recalled whether they had ever offended Conradus in the past.

If it was because the Daibo had tightened their interception efforts without authorization, nearly exposing the Confederation’s earlier laxity, and had failed to consult the fleet commander in ti, then it was understandable that Conradus might have harbored so resentnt and seized the opportunity to retaliate.

But the current situation was truly abnormal.

Earlier, everyone had speculated about the Swarm’s stellar bomb plan and had made many preparations. Each race had planned and rehearsed their escape—no, their strategic withdrawal—to the point where the fleet’s supercomputers had nearly crashed.

But after the war began, the concern about the Swarm’s stellar bomb plan suddenly vanished. Without any evidence, simply because the Swarm was putting up a fierce resistance and revealing so new long-range units, one speculation had overturned another.

But was the Swarm really putting up a fierce resistance? Sending hundreds of thousands of combat units every five minutes, large and small—was that really a sign of fierce resistance?

The so-called new Swarm commander with a brain-dead style was just a fantasy concocted by these races, yet it had sohow been accepted by many without question.

Even the earlier certainty about the Swarm’s stellar bomb had been quickly replaced by the belief that the Swarm had no intention of destroying the star.

As the Daibo commander, he was responsible for his people and subordinates. Before the war, he had studied the Swarm carefully. According to the records, the Swarm was cunning and deceitful. No matter how unreliable sothing seed, there was always a deeper purpose behind it. The Swarm had never been defeated in battle.

Given this, how could he believe that a commander capable of managing billions of troops had a brain-dead style? Compared to that, he found it more plausible that the Swarm’s continuous troop deploynt had a purpose.

But as he looked at the cheerful crowd, it seed they weren’t interested in considering such possibilities. They were still lost in their absurd fantasies.

“Are these people sick?” he suddenly felt as if he were the only sober one in a room full of drunks.

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