Levi did not respond to Lyle's words.
He turned his head to look at the window beside him, silently watching the Proxima Centauri working hard below.
"Think it over carefully." Lyle walked over to Levi and gently patted him on the shoulder.
"Join us."
"The Academy of Sciences can guarantee the safety of you and your family, and even your friends, so that they can enter the escape starship immediately."
"Academy of Sciences..."
"Get out!" Levi shouted angrily, interrupting Lyle before he could finish speaking.
Lyle clearly hadn't anticipated Levi's reaction.
He was stunned for a moment: "What?"
“I said, get out!” Levi’s tone became increasingly agitated.
At the same time, he pressed the white button next to him, and a piercing alarm sounded outside the door!
"Bang!"
Almost simultaneously, the door was pushed open, and more than ten guards filed in, looking at Lyle as if facing a formidable enemy!
"Hehehe." Lyle came to his senses. He was not angry at all. Instead, he chuckled.
“I believe you will come to your senses, Levi.”
"We are the same kind."
"I'm waiting for you to come to me."
...
Proxima Centauri Academy of Sciences.
A man dressed in black robes, Lyle, hurried to a tightly closed door.
He raised his short forelegs and gently knocked on the door in front of him.
A crisp and ethereal sound rang out from the point of impact.
"who?"
"Your Excellency Augustus, it is I, Nartes."
There was no response.
But the tightly closed door quietly opened.
An elderly Lyle walked unsteadily out the door.
His slightly clouded vision scanned Lyle before him, and he asked expressionlessly, "Nartus... is the mission complete?"
Upon hearing Augustus's question, Nartes quickly and respectfully replied, "Lord Augustus, the mission is complete."
“Livay’s reaction was exactly as you described; he was somewhat annoyed by our proposal.”
A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the elderly Augustus: "Well done."
"I believe it won't be long before he comes looking for us."
Naltes raised his head and cast a questioning look at Augustus: "Lord Augustus, why are you so concerned about an ordinary Proxima Centauri of lowly status?"
"With the focus of high-energy laser weapons, they will have no time to react as soon as we give the order."
"Then we can just take over those escape ships, right?"
Augustus slowly shook his head: "Liwai is different. He will be of great use to my subsequent plans."
Upon hearing this, Nartes's expression changed slightly.
He recalled some rumors circulating within the Academy of Sciences during this period.
"Lord Augustus, is it because of the Solar System Fleet?" he asked cautiously.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Augustus's stern gaze glared fiercely at Nartes in front of him!
How did you know about this?!
Nartes's breathing holes opened and closed rapidly, and a fine patch of goosebumps appeared on the skin at the top of his mind organ: "I... I heard about it."
Augustus slowly closed his visual organs and opened his breathing hole to let out a long sigh.
"Never mind, it's fine if you know about this."
"There really is a solar system fleet?!" Naltes asked in a low voice, his voice filled with shock.
Seeing Augustus nod, Nartes's shock intensified!
"Moreover, according to the observers' continuous observations, they are heading towards us at 10% of the speed of light," Augustus casually dropped a bombshell.
“What…” Nartes felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his neck. He struggled for a long time but couldn’t utter a complete sentence.
Augustus turned and walked into the room: "Come with me."
...
Watching Augustus's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Nartes hurriedly followed.
"According to predictions, they will reach the outer reaches of Proxima Centauri in fifty years."
Augustus said softly as he reached out and turned on a monitor.
The monitor showed a deep darkness.
But in the boundless darkness, there was a pixel with a slightly strange color.
“This is their fleet,” Augustus said in a deep voice, pointing to the pixel.
"Then, what should we do?" Naltes's voice was filled with terror. "Should we escape beforehand?"
A cold glint flashed in Augustus's eyes.
"War is inevitable!"
Before Nartes could speak, he began to explain, "Our host star is projected to have another 120 years of life."
"It's laughable that the creation of that advanced civilization allowed a red dwarf star to complete its incredibly long lifespan in just 190 years."
As he spoke, Augustus shook his head: "In 120 years, we simply cannot build a starship capable of carrying enough people to escape."
"Even if we escape briefly, our civilization will eventually perish."
"All we've done is prolong our lives."
"However, the appearance of the Solar System Fleet changed this outcome."
Augustus's rapid breathing revealed the turmoil in his heart.
"We don't need to rush to escape."
“By building fortifications on our home planet, we can defeat them and capture their ships, allowing us to take more of our people away.”
"Our civilization can continue to exist in this universe!"
Naltes was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "But... what if we lose?"
Augustus forcefully opened his breathing hole and exhaled a mouthful of scorching exhaust gas: "Impossible!"
"Even if their technology is more advanced than ours, after a 4.22 light-year interstellar journey, their fleet would definitely not have much resources left."
"And we, with the resource advantages of our home planet, can wear them down even if we just drag them out!"
"Moreover, the intelligence transmitted back by the probes at that time showed that their technological level was far lower than ours."
Nartes didn't speak, but nodded silently.
He has no right to speak on matters of this level.
Augustus turned and glanced at Naltes: "This is the time for Levay to show his worth."
"What?" Naltes was stunned, his mind clearly not keeping up with the rapid changes in Augustus's topic.
Augustus also paid no attention to Nartes's reaction.
"So far, only Levi has been able to get those Proxima Centauri and Marus to work for him wholeheartedly."
"That's why Liwai plays a crucial role in winning this war."
"He must join us!"
"Let those Proxima Centauri and Marus modify our spaceship and build defenses."
"And then send them to the battlefield as cannon fodder..."
"There is no better solution than this!"
Augustus's voice echoed continuously in the empty room.
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