"The war is over."

"The alien civilization won this war with an absolute superiority."

"The Covenant is over, even if the alien civilization withdraws, they will be finished."

"The entire civilization now has only a complete fleet left, and they no longer have any ability to resist."

While the Xenomorph army was engaged in a fierce battle between the remaining warships of the Utopian System and the United Covenant States, Martin, who had received the news, reported to the Lord at an outpost far away from the system.

At the same time, he synchronously transmitted the key information he received about the war to the mind of the "lord" in the form of spiritual communication.

"Sure enough, the alien civilization is still a very young civilization."

"Such a war, if it were replaced by our primitive alien race, we would be able to quickly win this war at the cost of ten percent of the casualties of the alien civilization."

"Now it seems that the alien civilization still has a long way to go."

The "lord" replied indifferently.

"What do we do next?"

Martin immediately asked again.

"I'm leaving."

"For alien civilizations, everything that should be known has already been understood."

"Now, all I have to do is bring the news back."

Only after a moment did the "lord" respond.

"So what do we need to do?"

Martin replied in seconds.

"How it was, how about it continues."

"It doesn't matter if the alien civilization can find you, it doesn't affect anything."

"Because after our alien insect clan comes, the alien civilization has only one way to die."

"Lord" replied.

After sending this message, the dark side of the meteorite where the "outpost" is located, the "lord" flew out of the dark cavern.

Without saying a word, it sped up and was soon swallowed up by the pitch-black universe.

Inside the office, looking through the window in the direction in which the "Lord" had disappeared, Martin stood straight.

There is no frustration of abandonment, and there is no sorrow.

Every bug can die for the Zerg Master, and they can also die for the Lord.

Even now, the "parasites" that exist in large numbers in the "United States of the Star Alliance" like Martin are not bugs in the full sense of the word.

It wasn't until he could no longer feel the presence of the "lord" that Martin sat down at his desk.

After opening the special address book, and after selecting all the names, Martin wrote a specially encrypted message and passed it on.

Seeing the sign that the message was sent successfully, Martin turned off the light screen.

Standing in front of the window, he was more confident than ever.

He was absolutely confident that the "Lord" would return here in the near future with a boundless tide of insects, and that nothing would be able to stop the insects at that time.

This is faith, the firm faith of every insect in the "Zerg".

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"I'll ask again, are you sure?"

In the distant "Utopian Galaxy", Yunyue asked Gano again.

"I'm sure."

"Because I can now clearly scan and observe the presence of this parasite, it means that they have not evolved to the point where they can hide from me."

"In the United Powers fleet of the Star Alliance that has been detained by the Human Federation, there is absolutely no parasite."

"Those people have already left the battleship, and in the area where they live, there are dozens of detectors watching from different angles."

"In the midst of them, I also have thousands of microscopic robots."

"Just like the requirements of the master, what each of them eats and says every day, I monitor it from all angles, how can I not find the hidden worms in their bodies."

Yunyue was a little aggressive, but Gano was not afraid of the formation, and responded confidently.

"Is it your omnidirectional surveillance, or is it some other descendant?"

"I believe the Zerg have nothing to hide in front of you, but what about the other descendants?"

"What you can find, they may not be able to find."

"I don't believe you're spying on them every day, you haven't had that time yet."

Yunyue was obviously suspected of finding fault, so she asked again.

"The first time they arrived here, I had direct contact with them."

"After that, it was all the child watching."

"If there's anything special, the descendants will tell me right away."

"I certainly don't have time to keep an eye on them all day, so I don't have to do anything else."

Gano said truthfully.

"Alright, don't dwell on this anymore."

"Obviously, there are no parasites in the first wave of fleets that have arrived in our star field."

"I'm sure Garneau can't be mistaken about this."

"The priority now is to get two things straight."

"First, in the star field of the United States of the Star Alliance, what is the proportion of parasites?"

"Second, are there any other bugs?"

"These two things, the alien can't accomplish it."

"Gano, you put aside other work for the time being, and figure this out in the shortest possible time, and investigate thoroughly."

Yunhai stopped Yunyue, who was still about to say something, and turned to Gano to give an order.

"Understood."

Ganor immediately responded.

"If you need Yunyue's help, you can bring it up at any time."

Seeing that it didn't make any moves, Yun Hai said a little unhappily.

"Got it."

Garneau replied unhurriedly, still not moving.

At this moment, the void not far from the sea of clouds suddenly rippled and fluctuated.

Immediately after, a hazy cluster of light appeared.

Apparently waiting for this ball of light, Gano's flight out was only then possible.

The heptagonal prism hardware carrier flew not far from the light cluster, and Ganoar soon flew with it to the edge of the "Utopian Galaxy".

Choosing an empty star field, the light cluster began to swell suddenly.

In less than a second, a basketball-sized ball of light suddenly turned into a circular space base with a diameter of several kilometers.

"This is a standard universal production base, which can be produced from probes to warships, and only needs to be slightly modified."

"The bases of such a microscopic state are scattered in the star fields that can be reached by microscopic intelligent civilizations."

"Of course, its most basic ability is to produce robots, after all, they are the most basic existence for the development of intelligent micro-civilization."

"This production base will be up and running immediately, and according to the time of the Star Alliance United States, in sixteen hours, this base will produce nearly a million robots."

"After two days, it was able to build about five million robots every hour."

"So, there is no need to disrupt my original plans and work, here I can complete the task you just gave me."

At this time, Gano sent a message to the sea of clouds from afar, which also explained why it had not had any information and action just now.