On the huge planet, geometric buildings come into action.
Blue cylinder, purple cone, golden cuboid...
These buildings have passages on all sides, from which colorful bubbles fly out.
The bubbles are all round, but in order to fly faster, they change into spindle shapes, shoot into the sky and penetrate the atmosphere.
Outside the planet, strange geometric warships of various colors received these shuttle-shaped mimic warriors and transported them out of the system.
In the palace, the awakened Mimics walked around, and the interconnected passages swept away the previous silence.
"The front line is encircling the train. Our elite warriors have been awakened in batches and can join the war at any time." Purple bubbles floated in the hall.
On the throne, a golden bubble unfolded multiple foam screens in front of him, and the largest screen in the middle displayed a bird's-eye view of the spiral train.
"He is indeed the biggest variable, forcing me to launch a siege in advance. Elite warriors are on standby. Whether to take action depends on the specific situation."
The purple bubble hesitated for a moment, floating back and forth a few times before finally saying, "Great Patriarch, we've already secured over 4,000 trains. Should we call it a day? Battle reports have arrived from the front lines, revealing that some of our trains have been destroyed for no reason. It's truly a shame."
The hall was silent for a moment, and the golden bubble said calmly, "I've already raised the train's protection level to the highest, but there are always idiots who get carried away. It's a pity that we Mimics can't become train captains, otherwise we wouldn't have given those inferior races the spots. Tell Ian to do everything in his power to prevent the trains from gathering and to obtain more trains at all costs. If you really can't get them, you can destroy them, but don't forget the core."
…
In the starry sky a million kilometers away from the top of the stars, a fortress larger than a super star slowly moved forward under the protection of countless warships.
This is the central fortress, which has absolute control over all the fortresses outside.
Inside the high tower at the core of the fortress, a group of colorful bubbles are holding a meeting.
The red bubble occupies the largest area, which means his status is the highest.
There is no doubt that he is Ian, the commander-in-chief of the Mimics.
"The train is currently trying to open more stars. Our mission is simple: destroy all stars, regardless of whether they are open or not."
"Let the Super Star Fortress get closer to the star. The Evil Eye's main task is no longer to attack the train, but to find a way to enter the star's control zone, by any means necessary."
"Notify the leaders of each city that the gigantic mimicry can be awakened."
A pile of blue bubbles lying on the ground complained, "Since you knew the star was going to have problems, why didn't you destroy it from the beginning?"
Ian said loudly: "Are you questioning the order of the patriarch?"
Then, lowering his voice, he continued, "According to the original plan, we will control 70% of the trains in two years. What if we destroy the stars and use you to power the trains?"
After a burst of temper, Ian continued, "I'm going to turn this starry sky into a war hell. I'm going to do everything I can to shrink the train's living space. It would be best if I could squeeze out their energy again. That way, I'll have a chance to capture the train without any damage."
"But if that happens, we will suffer a great loss."
"As a Mimic warrior, you must be prepared to sacrifice at any time. Everyone, go and carry out your mission!"
After the other bubbles left, Ian's bubbles tightened up and he opened the screen to connect to the patriarch's communication.
"The mission has been issued, and the generals will strictly enforce it. After this battle, no matter how many trains we can obtain, we will have lost 60% of the main tribe's warriors."
The golden bubble said coldly, "Sixty percent isn't enough. We must sacrifice at least eighty percent. Even if we seize all the trains, we can only take a small number of people. It's better to lose them on the battlefield than to engage in internal strife. So your next mission is simple: suppress the trains at all costs and crush them."
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[The train conductor was killed, and the train has been controlled by the Mimics]
Chen An watched the entire process of the train's destruction. The Mimics did not damage the train at all, but killed all the passengers inside, leaving only an empty train.
I thought they would take the empty car away, but I didn't expect a fleet from the top of the stars to approach and transport a large number of new passengers.
The new passengers are not all mimics, some are carbon-based or silicon-based creatures.
Mimics are not qualified to be train conductors, so other races must take the position. It can be seen that the Mimics have strict control over those races, and even the cockpit needs to be controlled by Mimics’ masters.
The train in the picture is of medium to low level. In addition, it has lost the war and now has no ability to resist. It has been completely invaded by the star domain network and all the internal data has been wiped out.
"I remember that in this situation, the Mimics need to complete a task before they can choose the train conductor, right?"
[Yes, we can take the train back before they elect a conductor]
However, Chen An then saw four fortresses approaching, pushing the train away from the Liuli Continent.
"Is this the main function of the fortress?"
Obviously not.
Fuyao opened another picture, which was located two billion kilometers away.
The eighteen trains were besieged by seven fortresses and countless warships, and the battle was fierce.
Most fortresses are spherical in shape, and after removing the camouflage on their surface, they are about one-third the size of a super star.
The most striking feature is the honeycomb-like channels that run across the surface of the sphere.
Some of these channels are used to release evil eyes, and some can extend laser barrels. There are even more of them than four-star trains.
What caught Chen An's attention even more was that there was a mysterious protrusion at the top corner of the upper hemisphere of the fortress, which should be the muzzle of the fourth-level cannon.
[Each fortress has a huge amount of energy crystals, which can support the Mimics in long-term battles]
The fortress's firepower is no weaker than that of a train, the only problem is that its speed is ridiculously slow.
However, the eighteen trains in the picture have been restrained and cannot speed up at all.
Seven fortresses activated their laser cannons and adjusted the barrels in a rotating posture, allowing the lasers to accurately hit the train.
This level of laser cannot penetrate the train's defenses, but it can seriously injure or even destroy the train's external firepower points, often forcing the trains to shut down their laser cannons.
But if the laser cannon is turned off, the evil eyes and warships that have been waiting for a long time in the surrounding area will press forward, leaving the train in a dilemma.
Chen An: "This has been a long-standing drawback of trains. Laser cannons and electromagnetic railguns are external firepower and are easily destroyed. Trains actually lack internal firepower."
In his imagination, the train's defense layer should have more firepower points, and under the protection of the car body, it can remain in an offensive state under any circumstances as long as it does not overheat.
"Fuyao, help them find a safe path."
The eighteen trains would not be completely intercepted, but a lot of time would be wasted in finding the direction.
After receiving Fuyao's remote prompt, the confused train conductors broke through in the right direction, soon entered the safe starry sky, and continued to head towards the nearest artificial star.
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