The Second Half

"From the perspective of a native of an interstellar civilization, you did pretty well."

The Stick Insect Alien looked at the fallen Turing and muttered to itself.

Higher civilizations annexing lower civilizations was a common occurrence in the universe.

When faced with a technology tree separated by an enormous gulf, lower civilizations basically had no means of fighting back.

In fact, if a lower civilization underwent a massive technological breakthrough and repelled one or two attacks from a higher civilization, the Civilization Council would most likely intervene.

The reason was simple: civilizations with potential were worth investing in.

The Memory Matrix's attack was equivalent to a focused strike from a Level Five civilization, even by the standards of the universe.

Let alone planetary civilizations—even among Level Three civilizations, few could withstand it.

And yet, the natives of this planet had forcibly blocked the first wave of the attack originating from the Memory Matrix.

Although it had come from only the weakest version of the Memory Matrix.

Still, the fact that a Level Two species could accomplish this with the cooperation of the cosmic relic's avatar was indeed worthy of praise.

"But that's all it amounts to."

The Stick Insect Alien muttered to itself.

By luring this Level Five information monster into this cyber test site, their objective was not limited to the test site itself.

The more ancient a civilization was, the more it followed certain laws of the old universe, such as the 'Dark Forest Law.'

Finding its lair was something even a Level Nine civilization might not be able to accomplish.

However, the cyber test site and the civilization behind it had an indescribable connection.

This was not a single attack, but an attack campaign.

The targets were all the cyber test sites under the control of the