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The signals they had internally set up could not easily be interfered with by outsiders, so the signals they received must have been from soldiers who had found themselves cut off from the base and had sought out a thod to actively establish a connection.

It was unclear how those soldiers had managed to do this, but it was evident... that among those soldiers there was a specialist who had additionally trained in information technology.

"This..." So researchers were montarily at a loss for words, a sense of unbelievable shock rising in their hearts. Without any technological basis in the wilderness, to create a communicator capable of supporting internet technology use with bare hands, could such a thing be done by an average soldier?

"No need to worry about that." After ascertaining the specific location, Minister Likok issued another order, "Send this location to the military, our soldiers are battling alone, and we must launch a rescue operation at the earliest possible mont!"

"But it could also be a trap." The first researcher to discover this abnormal situation expressed his cautious opinion.

"Whether it's a trap or not, I'm more inclined to believe that our soldiers have found hope in a desperate situation." Likok's gaze was resolute; in this world, humanity often needs a bit of reckless courage to survive.

"..."

In the midst of speaking, a flash of light crossed Minister Likok's mind, and he finally opened the internal communication channel to the Military Departnt, "I am Minister Likok of Information, get your Marshal Weslin on the line."

"...Marshal, I need you to send the list of soldiers sent out on this mission to capture sandworms."

"Hmm?" Weslin sounded a bit surprised but did not refuse.

After instructing his subordinates to comply, he continued to question the communicator, "Is there anything else, Minister?"

"We have a major problem," Likok said solemnly, "The life signals of all our soldiers who went out on this mission have been wiped out."

"What!" Weslin was shocked. The large-scale loss of soldiers, especially the failure of well-planned operations, felt like flesh being torn from his body.

"But based on our observations and conjecture, the signals seem more likely to have been cut and replaced, rather than our front-line soldiers dying outright."

As he spoke, Likok's gaze swiftly swept over the list, pausing on a particular na and revealing a look of realization.

'Bai E!'

With him there, the situation seed sowhat reasonable.

Back at the site of the Root Server's ruins, this youngster was also a main contributor to repairing the damaged servers.

"One of our soldiers on the front lines has discovered the enemy's conspiracy and provided their location," Likok said with a serious expression. "Marshal Weslin, it is imperative for you to deploy troops to investigate, whether it's to rescue our elite soldiers or to uncover the enemy's abnormal technological power."

"This..." Weslin hesitated slightly.

"This is the will of the Scientific Research Institute." There was an unusual pressure in Likok's tone, "I have already submitted a request to the head institute, please ensure your cooperation."

Weslin no longer wasted words and agreed at once, "Alright." Stay connected via empire

After disconnecting the communicator, facing the puzzled gazes of his subordinate researchers, Minister Likok smiled at them, "Among the soldiers who went on the mission, I know one person. His na is Bai E..."

In his mind, the image surfaced of that incredibly reliable figure with whom he had once traveled.

In that heartbreakingly ancient ruin, it was he who had secured the final victory, and now, facing the conspiracy of an alien race, it was he who provided the glimr of hope needed for humanity to break free.

If the internet technology his team had just newly developed seed like a re plaything in the eyes of the 'bugs,' it would no doubt be a devastating blow for them, just starting again from scratch.

They had to find the core reason for this signal interruption and research counterasures, otherwise, the internet they had struggled so much to restart, along with all of its related information technologies, would be as if dashed to pieces.

What truly leads to despair is not hardship or adversity, but the lack of a direction for effort.

Humanity has been trapped in this dark age for too long, they must stride forward boldly to reclaim their forr glory!

...

["Lucky Strike" charging 12.]

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