Chapter 188: Counterattack Against the Moyun Civilization

First, digest and absorb Moyun Civilization's technology tree, comprehensively raise our own technological level.

Second, expand our defensive range. Although we won this war, it also exposed our lack of depth. I propose expanding our defensive line directly to beyond ten light-years from the Solar System!

Ten light-years!

This bold proposal shocked everyone.

This means humanity's footsteps will truly step out of the Solar System and head toward a vaster universe.

I agree!

Zhang Xianzhong was the first to voice his stance: 'Only by keeping the battlefield outside our civilization can we truly be at ease.'

Third...

Luo Lao's gaze swept over everyone present, and he announced a decision that surprised everyone somewhat.

I propose launching the Universal Birth Plan.

Our population is too small.

A civilization with only a few billion people cannot support a vast domain spanning ten light-years; it's impossible to replace everything with robots!

We need more people to build our new homeland, to form a larger fleet, and to face any unknown enemies that may appear in the future!

I hope that before the next crisis arrives, the total population of our Human Federal can break ten billion! Even more!

This decision is undoubtedly the most important.

But everyone understands this is a decision that must be made for the future of civilization.

The meeting ended.

The entire Human Federal once again ran like a precision machine, operating at high speed.

Countless research projects were launched simultaneously.

One after another, engineering fleets set out for star systems ten light-years away, establishing new forward bases and defensive outposts.

And the 'Universal Birth' plan, supported by various generous welfare policies, began to be implemented with unprecedented vigor.

Human civilization, after defeating the first external enemy, did not halt its steps.

They, in a more exalted posture, began a new round of magnificent, vast development era....

On the cosmic scale, time is the least valuable thing.

It can soothe wounds, and also create miracles.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, and the Human Federal has arrived at the year 2039 AD.

For humans whose average lifespan has been raised to eight hundred years, this is merely a fleeting moment in life.

But for human civilization as a whole, these twenty years have been earth-shattering.

The Oort Cloud, once the edge of the Solar System.

Now, this place has become one of the Federal's busiest interstellar ports.

Countless huge transport ships and immigrant vessels gather here, transfer, and then sail toward more distant stars.

The 'Ten-Light-Year Defensive Line' and 'Universal Birth' plan proposed decades ago have already borne abundant fruit.

The Human Federal's territory has now expanded to a vast space centered on the Solar System, with a radius exceeding thirty light-years.

Within this space, the Federal has discovered over twenty star systems possessing habitable planets.

These once barren planets have now become new homes teeming with life.

"Welcome to New Yanhuang Star, wishing you a pleasant journey."

A huge immigrant ship slowly descended onto the spaceport of "New Yanhuang Star".

The cabin door opened, and a group of young people full of curiosity and excitement stepped out.

Most of them are the new generation born within these twenty years.

From birth, they have known the vastness of the universe and known that humanity's footsteps have already spread across nearby stars.

"Is this the Yanhuang Star Dad talked about? The environment is really good, and the air is not bad either."

A twenty-year-old youth greedily breathed the new planet's air, his face full of excitement.

His father, a first-generation interstellar immigrant.

"Yeah, this will be our home from now on. Back when we first arrived, this place was still a primeval forest."

Today, New Yanhuang Star has been built up like a garden planet.

Towering eco-architecture blends perfectly with the original natural environment.

Anti-gravity flying cars shuttle through the air, and on the ground all kinds of extraordinary flora and fauna are everywhere.

And what makes humanity most fortunate is that, within this vast territory, they have not detected the presence of any other intelligent civilization.

Only some primitive beasts at the top of the food chain.

These beasts, for humanity that has already become superhuman on average, pose no threat; instead, they have become precious specimens for the Academy of Sciences to study biological evolution.

No war, no threat.

These twenty years are the fastest, most peaceful golden twenty years of human civilization's development.

With ample resources and a large population base supporting it, the Federal's technology once again welcomed an explosive, gusher-like development.

The total number of Federal fleets has surged from a few hundred thousand after the war to a considerable figure.

And the Moyun Civilization technology captured back then has long been thoroughly digested, absorbed, and transformed into even more advanced human technology.

However, peaceful days always make it easy for people to forget lurking dangers.

Federal Military Command Center.

Luo Lao, Zhang Xianzhong, Qin Hao, and others gathered again.

Their appearance had hardly changed compared to twenty years ago.

Their long lives gave them ample time to ponder more far-reaching questions.

"Everyone, our golden age of development may be coming to an end."

Luo Te's remark instantly made the meeting room's atmosphere turn solemn.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xianzhong asked.

"Look!" Luo Te called up a holographic star map.

On the star map, the dark‑red region representing the Mo Yun Empire showed no signs of expansion over the past period,

on the contrary, it seemed to be continually shrinking.

"This is highly abnormal." Qin Hao frowned as he stared at the star map.

"For an aggressive civilization that has suffered a major blow, choosing not to endure hardship and prepare for revenge but to continually contract its defenses can only indicate one thing."

"They are afraid." Zhang Xianzhong picked up the thread,

"They are afraid of us, or rather, afraid of you, Xiao Qin."

"Yes."

Luo Te nodded, saying, "But fear will not last forever. Based on projections, the Mo Yun Empire is likely gathering strength, or researching ways to counter us."

"We cannot pin our hopes on the enemy's fear."

"We cannot forever passively wait for them to attack."

Everyone understood the meaning behind the words.

Decades of peace have already allowed humanity to accumulate sufficient strength.

It is time to take the initiative and deal with that threat.

"Is our fleet ready?" Luo Te looked at Zhang Xianzhong.

Zhang Xianzhong rose to his feet, his face full of confidence.

"Report, Rote Commissioner! We can deploy at any moment!" His voice rang out.

"After twenty years of development, our Federal military strength is now incomparable to what it was before!"

With a wave of his hand, rows of detailed data appeared on the screen.

"In terms of the fleet, we currently possess a total of 3,150,000 main warships!"

"Among them, the second‑generation standard warships, fully upgraded and replaced based on Nüwa‑class technology, including cruisers and destroyers, number 3,100,000."

"And our most elite ace, the special task force forged from strong‑interaction‑force materials—that is, the true Nüwa‑class warships—has expanded to 50,000 ships!"

3,150,000 main warships!

50,000 genuine "water droplet" warships!

This number made all the generals present straighten their chests.

Compared to the fleet of a mere 350,000 ships twenty years ago, this is a world of difference.

"As for weapons," Academician Qian Bowen rose, equally proud.

"We have developed a third‑generation curvature antimatter bomb with greater range and power, equipped with an intelligent targeting system, enabling precise point‑kills!"

"Moreover, we have touched upon the spatial realm and developed space transmission technology that can bypass energy shields, directly teleporting the bomb into an enemy warship—our current trump card."

"However, this technology's drawbacks are equally obvious: first, its energy consumption is high, and controllable nuclear fusion is somewhat insufficient to support it,"

"second, its range is short—only one million kilometers; third, it is not very stable, with a success rate of only 20%."

"But no matter how, compared to twenty years ago, we are vastly stronger now."

Listening to these inspiring reports, Luo Te's face broke into a smile.

"Excellent!" He nodded.

"We have a powerful fleet, advanced weapons, and a steadfast resolve to win."

He turned to Qin Hao and asked, "Xiao Qin, what is your opinion?"

Everyone's gaze focused on Qin Hao.

He is the Federal linchpin, and his decision is of vital importance.