"All sorted!"
Chen Fei nodded to Miyoshi Monk, then continued to look at the three-dimensional holographic projection of the second battlefield, which was already fully prepared.
The second batch of biological space mother ships followed one after another, spanning a distance of more than ten light seconds, scattered and unformed. They seemed not to have the habit of merging forces, but the possibility of echelon attack tactics could not be ruled out.
In Mr. Randon's previous life memories, the Blue Star civilization seemingly lost most of its resistance abilities without warning, suddenly collapsing completely, falling into despair, with billions of people nearly extinct in less than ten years, ultimately unable to reverse the situation.
