The Space Shelter had built those interstellar Escort Ship fleets, Mining Ships, and transport ships.
They had consumed enormous amounts of materials and energy.
It could be said that they had emptied their coffers for these things.
They only had that many transport ships and Escort Ships in total.
There was no way to replace them now.
In other words, losing one meant having one less.
But none of those problems were the most important issue now.
Mu Xiao's own grandson, Leng Ao,
had actually been kidnapped by the enemy as well.
This was something he had never expected.
Leng Ao was the strongest among the younger generation of the Space Shelter.
He had already reached Small Universe Sixth Sense Level 17.
Even if Mu Xiao acted personally, taking him down would not be something he could accomplish in just a few blows.
Moreover, quite a few warriors had set sail alongside Leng Ao this time.
There had been a full 850,000 of them!
Together with twenty interstellar Escort Ships.
Such a powerful force was enough to threaten a small planet of a low-level civilization.
Yet, along with fifty Interstellar Mining Ships and fifty large interstellar transport ships,
they had all been wiped out by the enemy!
And the enemy had even been able to capture Leng Ao with ease.
That was enough to show that their combat strength was absolutely, exceptionally formidable.
Even if the Space Shelter wanted to mount a rescue themselves,
they lacked both the will and the means.
They simply did not have enough spacecraft to make contact with the enemy.
Not to mention trying, amid the vast sea of stars,
to compete against Interstellar Pirates familiar with the environment of cosmic space.
That would be no different from courting death.
Seeing the expectant yet helpless