In the vast, boundless cosmos, a disc-shaped spacecraft flew rapidly through space.
At this moment, over a hundred thousand members of the Poison Sting had all boarded the Vast Sky Battleship. After a brief period of novelty, they all returned to their respective dormitories, either to rest or to cultivate.
Ever since they had entered the battleship, Little Li had initiated brainwave transmissions of battleship knowledge and activated access levels corresponding to their identities.
"Awesome, this is damn awesome! It's been almost a year since I left my hometown with the General, and this is the first time I'm taking a hot shower and lying on a bed without worrying about enemy approaches!"
A soldier emerged from the bathroom, a look of enjoyment on his face. His explosive muscles were covered in dense scars. While their strength could have completely erased them, for the members of Poison Sting, these were their badges of honor, something they cherished.
"Damn it, can you not curse? I'm video calling my wife and kids!"
A bunkmate in the same dormitory suddenly cursed back.
"As expected of an eighth-level civilization's product. We're already two galaxies apart, yet we can still communicate. This is just too amazing."
"Who says not? Before, for meetings or battlefield command, we still needed to use divine sense. Now it's just great, a pair of glasses handles it all, and it even has a combat power identification function!"
At this moment, a squad leader's nose suddenly sported a pair of sunglasses, and he continuously observed his comrades.
These glasses were a unique product of the battleship, with a complete production line at its lower levels.
The glasses had only three functions: the first was real-time communication, the second was enemy and ally combat power assessment and identification, and the third was invisibility and eye protection through brainwaves.
Although the functions might not be as numerous as those produced on Blue Star, the technological content of each function was more than ten million times that of Blue Star.
Firstly, the theoretical communication distance was within thirty million kilometers of the battleship with zero latency, and within sixty million kilometers with a 0.1-second delay. Within three star domains, the delay was 0.6 seconds, with the maximum communication distance being one light-year.
Secondly, combat power assessment had three modes: the first displayed allied combat power, the second displayed enemy combat power, and the third displayed both. This function was self-explanatory—a divine artifact for knowing oneself and one's enemy to win every battle! Most importantly, the error margin for this combat power assessment did not exceed ten percent! When used properly on the battlefield, it would also serve as a guarantee for one's personal safety.
The third function allowed the glasses to become invisible following the wearer's brainwave commands, and the protective strength was beyond words. Even for those at the Monarch realm, they would need to exert six layers of their strength to break them.
Each of these three functions made the Blue Star people feel incredulous.
"Esteemed warriors, we have now entered the Great Gou Star Domain. At the closest range, a planet has been detected three million kilometers ahead. There are a total of eight billion five hundred and sixty million creatures with combat power exceeding five thousand, of which five million three hundred and twenty thousand are heading towards us. Their combat power ranges from one million to ten million. They are expected to reach within fifty thousand kilometers of us in approximately thirty minutes! All warriors, please gather at the first and fourth plazas within five minutes and be ready for immediate combat!"
Just about two hours after all the soldiers had settled into their dormitories, Little Li's stern voice echoed throughout the entire battleship.
"My heavens, how did we suddenly leave the original star domain?"
"What's the point of complaining? I was halfway through my shower and had to come out. What did I say?"
"You're lucky you were only halfway through your shower. I was halfway through doing my business when this message came, and the other half got scared back in."
"Holy crap, bro, are you perhaps the legendary Walnut Cracker?"
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One by one, the soldiers quickly prepared themselves and then rushed towards the plaza.
This feeling seemed to instantly bring them back to their past military lives.
All operations and commands of the entire battleship were issued by Little Li. Little Li acted as an intelligent central hub, managing almost the entire battleship. All its commands originated from Zhou Ningdong.
The battleship was divided into eighty levels, with ten zones internally. The innermost layer was for combat machines, weapon storage, and various intelligent system nodes. In the very center were four massive plazas, each covering five million square meters, normally used for soldier training and, in times of war, for deploying soldiers or combat equipment.
"It's a pity that the combat power of these liquid intelligent combat machines is ultimately too low. Their overall combat power assessment is between the Great Sage and God Lord realms," Zhou Ningdong remarked with some regret in a training room of two to three thousand square meters, looking at a robot torn apart by a captain's single strike.
"General, having these robots is already quite good. I think this type of robot could be appropriately deployed in our rear to prevent situations like the last time from happening again," Deputy Commander Lin said, showing a bit of interest as he looked at the silver-white liquid wriggling on the floor.
According to the information provided by Little Li, these liquid combat machines delivered with the ship could transform into over ten different biological forms. Just like the one that was torn apart earlier, it looked exactly like a human from the outside.
After several tests, the combat power of these robots was around the Great Sage realm's peak. However, the most terrifying aspect was that these robots seemed indestructible. No matter how many pieces they were torn into, these fragments would slowly wriggle together, reassemble into their original form, and actively send signals back to the central hub (Little Li).
"General, I think Old Lin's suggestion is feasible. Although these combat machines are of little use to us, they would be extremely useful for consolidating our rear or for reconnaissance in the front lines," Deputy Commander Liu also chimed in.
"What you're saying is also true. It's just that the quantity is a bit too small," Zhou Ningdong pondered for a moment before agreeing with their statements.
"Boss, the enemy is already approaching. How about we let these out to test them? They can restore themselves automatically in about an hour anyway," Deputy Commander Liu suggested.
"Then let's give it a try?" Zhou Ningdong's eyes lit up. After all, with over a hundred thousand Monarch realm experts on their side, they had encountered situations with ten times the number of enemies, let alone five million.
Ten minutes passed in a flash. The entire central plaza was filled with dense crowds, their expressions solemn as they awaited Little Li to open the hatch and for Zhou Ningdong's order to attack. However, after the hatch opened, they were met with Zhou Ningdong's command to stand by.