"call……"

Lu Yongchang let out a long sigh of relief, suppressed his doubts, and then gave the order.

"Zero, let the Mystic Maiden No. 1 self-destruct."

"At the same time, transfer the location signal to No. 2 Xuan Nu."

"receive!"

After hearing Zero's response, Lü Yongchang slowly closed his eyes.

Before I closed my eyes, a blinding white light flashed in the holographic projection.

The first Xuan Nu was reduced to ashes in a massive plasma bomb.

Several detectors that had just approached were affected by the aftershocks of the explosion, and their armor was instantly pierced by the high-temperature plasma flow.

...

Inside the "Little Grey" flagship.

A piercing alarm sounded.

The little grey in the lead glanced indifferently at the screen in front of him.

"It was indeed bait."

"Forget it, they're just a few worthless detectors. Let them be destroyed."

As he spoke, the little grey man turned his gaze to the holographic projection beside him.

Over there, another group of detectors, following the same route, were sending back images.

In the scene, the square-shaped Xuan Nu No. 2 silently travels through the void of the universe.

But strangely, there were no other starships next to the Mysterious Maiden II.

The little grey man's face darkened slightly, but his expression remained calm: "It's still a relatively intelligent civilization."

"Prepare to release all detectors."

"They can't escape..."

Before he could finish speaking, another alarm sounded.

Hearing the familiar alarm sound, the little grey man was stunned for a moment.

It suddenly turned its head to look at the screen on the side.

When it saw the newly emerging signal source, it finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"What's going on?!"

"Why is there still another signal?!"

"technician!"

"Someone come here! Bring the technician over here!"

The little grey man's sharp voice rang out from inside the flagship!

...

A few minutes later.

A little gray man, whose limbs were becoming increasingly weak, walked comically toward the commander.

"technician!"

"Tell me, why are there two signal sources?!"

The little gray man, in a furious tone, demanded of the technician in front of him, "How did you do your maintenance?!"

It instinctively assumed that the long-range communication device in the detector had malfunctioned.

The reason is quite simple.

Over so many interstellar wars, it's not uncommon for probes to be captured.

But it had never encountered such a situation before, whether facing a level three civilization or that incomplete level four civilization!

That's so weird!

A single detector emitted signals from two different locations in succession!

The technician replied tremblingly, "Commander, I... I need a little time."

"Hurry up!" the little grey man commanded, his tone growing increasingly impatient. "You have ten minutes."

"If you can't find the reason, you might as well prepare to become space junk!"

The technician trembled violently and replied repeatedly, "I, I'll try my best, I'll try my best!"

After saying that, it turned and ran out of the command hall.

At this moment, a chilling guess had already formed in its mind.

But this guess needs to be confirmed in the isolation room.

...

The Little Greys flagship store, a physical isolation room.

It frantically located the "mother" long-range communication device of the captured detector based on the serial number.

Then, it crouched down, knelt in front of the control device, and reached out to open the protective shell of the control device.

The technician's hands trembled slightly as he connected the maintenance terminal to the control device.

Similar to long-range communication equipment, the maintenance terminal is also physically isolated, eliminating any possibility of external intrusion.

It frantically tapped its weak fingers, trying to find the cause of the malfunctioning signal source.

but……

After trying many times, a deep doubt appeared in its eyes.

Everything is normal?

A bead of cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

At times like these, everything being normal is the biggest abnormality!

Thinking about the conjecture that had just crossed his mind, the little gray technician broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead!

Just as it was at a loss, a commanding shout came from the loudspeaker outside the isolation room.

"technician!"

"Technician, come here right now!"

...

Inside the command center.

Shortly after the technician left, another alarm sounded.

The little gray commander glanced at the screen, his expression turning grim.

It's another self-destructing decoy.

This explosion destroyed five detectors.

Although the detector isn't very valuable, this kind of behavior is tantamount to dancing a rave on its nerve endings!

"This damned bug..." it clenched its thin fist and said viciously.

...

The technician once again made his way to the command center with a humorous gait.

The "extensive" exercise, coupled with extreme fear, caused a faint pale tinge to appear on its gray skin.

"Technician!" the commander's shrill voice rang out again, "Have you found the cause?!"

When questioned, the technician's face appeared unusually pale.

It hurriedly shook its head: "Not, not yet."

Seeing the cold glint in the commander's eyes intensify, the technician quickly spoke up again: "However, I have a guess!"

"explain."

The technician hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "I... I suspect that our long-range communication device has been hacked by the enemy."

"..."

Inside the command center, all was silent.

The technician subconsciously looked up.

When it saw the commander's gaze, which seemed to look at something inanimate, it suddenly shivered.

"Intrusion?"

Are you kidding me?

"I'm asking you, have you found any evidence?"

The technician fell silent.

The commander got the answer from the technician's response.

A sinister sneer appeared on its face: "Is this your answer to me?"

"Without any evidence, just based on your words?"

"Putting aside the evidence, do you think a mere Level 2 civilization could possibly do something like this?"

"Don't forget, even that Level 4 civilization couldn't crack our long-range communication device back then!"

The technician remained silent in the face of doubt and ridicule.

"Heh, you can prepare to become space junk." The commander decided its fate with a blank expression.

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, the technician trembled violently.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck it: "Command!"

"Please send some detectors to investigate the location of the signal source!"

"There must be another starship like that over there!"

"This is evidence that the long-range communication device has been hacked!"

The little gray man sitting at the head of the table stared intently at the pale-faced technician in front of him and slowly nodded.

"good!"

"Send the nearest set of detectors to the signal source and see what's going on!"

"If not, you should know what your fate will be!"