While Asgard was fighting fiercely, what was Earth doing?
Of course, it had gone back to the Solar System to celebrate.
Earth watched the excitement from the sidelines for a while, then left behind only an observation station. It leisurely flew back to the Solar System, returned to its original orbit, brought the Moon back as well, and quietly rotated in its warm home.
Meanwhile, the surface was holding a victory celebration. This was humanity's first victory in an interstellar war, and it had been an unquestionable, overwhelming triumph—Earth had lost nothing, while the other side had suffered catastrophic losses.
More importantly, even without Phoenix's later outburst, the results achieved had already been more than enough. The powerful superhumans had merely added icing to the cake; most of the work had been done by ordinary people.
The faster-than-light engine had largely been built by ordinary people. The plan to attend the feast in Asgard and provoke the Three Great Empires had also been conceived by ordinary people. Throughout the battle, Earth's decisions had been directed by ordinary people, and the engine itself had been operated by ordinary people.
In other words, at least ninety percent of this war had been fought by Earth's weak ordinary people, and they had achieved a complete victory. How could that not be worth celebrating?
Since Earth itself had been present on the battlefield, there had been no possibility of communications being blocked. Every move Earth made, every reaction from the enemy, and every result achieved had been reported in real time. The general public had received the news only slightly later than the command center, and they had watched the entire war unfold.
This greatly boosted ordinary people's confidence: they might not have been as strong as superhumans, but their contributions to Earth were