Doudou Planet... oh, New Erem Star, synchronous orbit position.
Although the Erem Elves had failed to enter the era of the Great Cosmos, being cooped up on their homeworld for tens of thousands of years had nonetheless driven them to develop a whole host of oddly specialized technologies far beyond those of other civilizations at the same level, including space station technology and starless space colonization technology. After moving, they naturally packed up all these achievements and transported them to New Erem as well. The various space facilities they had brought were now reassembled in orbit around their new home. The three large transfer stations in synchronous orbit were among them.
Beside one of the large transfer stations, a fleet stood ready. Silver-gray steel starships were assembled in formation, centered around more than a dozen long, slender large motherships. Countless triangular aircraft and small shuttle-shaped warships were arranged in a dense, imposing formation. Although the Erem Elves had been unable to colonize alien worlds back home, they had still done everything they could to develop highly advanced aerospace technology. Even a fleet within a star system could make such an impressive display.
The billion Erem immigrants who had originally moved here had also brought several thousand spacecraft with them. Though those ships were old and worn, and their scale was utterly incomparable to the giant vessels built by the monstrous civilizations of the Great Cosmos era, their vast formation in space was still enough to leave anyone breathless. At least Hao Ren, who had never witnessed anything like it, had been breathless for half a day—and Joseph and Elu were still breathless even now. The two elven aides had fought countless battles in their lives, but they had truly never seen such a spectacle of millions of troops massed in