Chapter 142: Titan Lord Brand Starch

An old-model destroyer burst out of Subspace.

Although the hull had fragmented from the long journey, and the surrounding portholes couldn't be replaced for lack of funds, they could only be patched together with welded steel plates.

But looking at the world before them, the ship's believers still burst into post‑catastrophe cheers.

In the distance is a massive dead, silent world, its huge body blocking a star and casting a vast shadow in the void.

The planet slowly rotates, gradually revealing the star behind it; then, as the shadow recedes, a massive fleet slowly comes into view.

Along with the fleet's center, that super‑giant ship bathed in light, continuously displaying its towering hull.

The believers inside the destroyer cheered even more wildly at the sight of this giant ship, to the point that the trembling of the warship beneath their feet, which could disintegrate at any moment, seemed no longer important.

Then a Yunxuji flew in from the fleet, bringing a tiny light point that merged into the destroyer the believers had raised funds to purchase, and guided them to join Xisi's party heading to Terra.

As the engines roared, the distant giant ship that had Xisi's statue mounted on its hull spine, under the believers' continuous devout salutes, gradually eclipsed the galaxy in their eyes.

Aolake's summit, the highest point of the soaring Great Cathedral.

There is no bustling crowd of crew and soldiers in the lower decks.

As Xisi's private room, it is located at the highest point of the entire warship, surrounded by a full floor‑to‑ceiling porthole.

With the lights off, the starlight of the PoLi Galaxy outside the porthole shines onto Xisi's massive desk that faces the floor‑to‑ceiling window.

It also stretches Xisi's silhouette, who is working quietly, into the stillness.

The rustle of the pen tip across the paper, accompanied by the PoLi Galaxy, gently echoes.

Reduce the flagship's material supply by one tier, and prioritize the saved provisions to the warships with strong combat power.

The rustling finally ceased; in the silence, Xisi, having put away the pen, looked out the porthole at the continuous salutes and the destroyer that had eagerly joined his own fleet, and after a moment of silence spoke.

Behind him, in the darkness, Fanluosi bowed his head and sighed silently, then carefully stepped forward to take the freshly signed document from Xisi's desk, and quietly left.

He turned and handed the document to a Black Watch, watched the Black Watch turn and exit, delivering the document to the many captains, logistics officers, commanders, and even the Astraat company commander waiting densely in the long corridor.

The door closed again, and the brief restlessness in the corridor was once more sealed off.

Xisi sat behind his desk, silently gazing at the deep galaxy ahead; during the brief pause, Fanluosi, mustering courage, seized the chance to speak:

Food can no longer sustain us for long, but compared to food, the Phosphorus needed for the fleet's navigation is even tighter.

I'm worried that the supply points along the later routes will also be like this world before us.

When we arrive, nothing will be left for us except the ruins after extinction.

Fanluosi spoke while looking at the dead, silent planet outside Xisi's porthole; in fact, on Xisi's star map, this should be a prosperous Nest City world.

It could not only provide ample supplies, but also meet the equipment urgently needed by new recruits.

But when Xisi arrives, even though this place is still far from the solar sector, what awaits Xisi is ruins whose extinction occurred an unknown number of years ago.

And on Xisi's star map, this world is still marked by the Interior Ministry as a prosperous Nest City world.

Even in the latest records, the Tax Department actually collected taxes here!

Looking at the cold ruins beneath his feet, Xisi doesn't know which unlucky planet this is, now bearing double taxes.

Fanluosi's words added an extra weight to the already quiet room.

Even Aolake's Servo Skull honestly curled up in the corner, not even daring to show the red glow of its Prosthetic Eye.

Xisi still faced away from everyone, and a prolonged silence unlike any before emanated.

Because this time, Xisi truly has no way out!

Hundredfold cannot turn one grain of rice into a hundred; if it suddenly did, Xisi's first reaction wouldn't be that his ability is awesome, but that Jianqi the old rascal must have concocted some nasty trick!

So in Xisi Room, even Fanluosi sensed Xisi's helplessness.

Having no choice, he sighed; Fanluosi was about to grit his teeth and go out to continue toward the next supply point according to the Interior Ministry's star map, but the quiet corner's projector directly linked to the Bridge suddenly lit up.

And in the projection, there was a Titan Empire stealth warship that had been detected from afar, not yet in close range.

Xisi finally reacted; he turned his head, staring dumbfounded at the wildly moving Titan Empire warship in the projection, as if it were running naked under his own gun barrel; the eyes that had been low due to supply shortage gradually lit up......

Green light.

Xisi didn't mutate into Dead Spirits; he went 'starving mad'!

The existence of the Titan Empire stealth warship was quickly detected by Aolake and relayed to all surrounding fleets.

So, facing this group of Alien Form that came without hesitation, almost all of Xisi's warships pointed their gun barrels at them.

The only one that did not act was Aolake.

It's not that Aolake couldn't hit from behind; Xisi feared that a single shot would reduce this group of Titan Lords to atomic state.

And watching the Empire's densely packed gun barrels, and various escort ships, destroyers, even cruisers beginning to move and form an encirclement, the most bewildered was not Xisi's side questioning the Alien Form's suicide, but the Titan Empire, which felt as if it were being surrounded.

At this moment, among the most advanced stealth warships, the Fire Clan commander watched the human fleet gradually surrounding from outside the Bridge.

After furrowing his brow and hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered courage to look the other way, at the Tu Clan scientist who swore his stealth technology was flawless.

"Why do I feel......"

"The demons on the opposite side are aiming at us!"

The Fire Clan commander's words did not provoke a fierce rebuttal from the Tu Clan; on the contrary, the Tu Clan stared blankly at the panel, repeatedly confirming several core parameters before raising eyes that they could not comprehend.

Then, looking at the distant removed shield plate, the Macro Cannon barrel fully protruding, the Tu Clan dry‑swallowed.

"Don't feel it, they..."

"They are indeed aiming at us."

Fire Clan: "???"

Because the encirclement was unobstructed and Xisi personally ordered it, the bombardment deployed almost no heavy firepower, relying mainly on light Macro Cannons.

Even so, the Titan Empire's nanomaterial warships were hit, their hulls splitting into large cracks.

The shattered hull fragments flew through the void, along with terrified Titan Empire crew members.

And compared to the Human Empire's 'ferocious' firepower, the more desperate scene for the Titan Empire was that they watched a Yunxuji glowing with black lightning, which, despite being under their warship's close‑range firepower, swaggered over.

So, after the Fire Clan and Tu Clan in the Bridge saw this scene, they stared blankly at the opponent's tiny figure, then stared blankly at their own massive close‑range firepower.

After a brief stunned silence, he finally spoke, his voice trembling with doubt:

"The gap between us and the demons has already become… huge."

"Has it come to the point where a battleship can't even bomb a Yunxuji?!"