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At Chuyun Planet's various satellite bases, all the Insect Empress can produce tens of thousands of Space Octopus daily. In contrast, the growth cycle of Ancient Class octopus would take approximately twenty years on Laze Planet, where it can only absorb space radiation.

However, in the orbit of a gas giant, this cycle will be shortened to five to eight years due to the giant power bank effect, and in the orbit of a star, this cycle will be even shorter.

In other words, if the timeframe is extended beyond five years, under ideal circumstances, the Chuyun Planet Base alone would see tens of thousands of Ancient Class Swarm the sequence daily.

Of course, this is only an ideal scenario. Due to the various losses inflicted by war, Larval Form are the most vulnerable to death, so the actual situation is certainly not that dire.

However, that number would still be enormous.

Moreover, there is no war in the Origin Star System and Proxima Star System, which is an ideal situation. Even if they are not on the front line and do not have a full-scale military buildup, the military strength accumulated over the years is still astronomical.

In contrast, even if the entire Riken Race were to concentrate all its resources and build as many warships as possible over five years, the number of warships they could launch would not exceed three thousand, which is less than the number of new Swarm would produce in a single day five years later.

Two years have passed since the Swarm occupied Chuyun Planet Riken Race's Electromagnetic Artillery appeared.

In the third year, thanks to the continuous support from the Proxima Star System, the number of Ancient Class Swarm on Chuyun Planet exceeded 20,000. They had completely established themselves on Chuyun Planet, and even if the Riken Race launched a salvo of super nuclear Nuclear Bomb, they would be detonated mid-air by the dense Electromagnetic Projectile.

Therefore, the Swarm turned off the Optical Camouflage of all units, openly exposing themselves.

On the other side, the Riken Race, who were constantly monitoring the enemy's situation, naturally noticed the Swarm's movements. Previously, they could only obtain information with very poor accuracy using Gravitational Wave Radar, but now they could observe it clearly using only optical equipment.

Everything about the Swarm was thus revealed to the Riken Race.

"What's going on? Have they gone mad?"

As the saying goes, "Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated." Everyone usually keeps a low profile, striving to catch the Zerg off guard. Just like the initial battle with the Riken Race's Missile Drone and Laser Defense Array, it did indeed play a very good role in restraining the Swarm and catching them off guard.

But Swarm is doing now is almost like summarizing their own situation in a table and sending it to the Riken Race, which can't help but surprise them.

A giant cake fell from the sky, Riken Race's first reaction was not joy, but suspicion. But that was understandable; normally no one would do such a thing.

"A trap?" a Ricken officer asked doubtfully.

"I don't know, I can't imagine why." Another officer shook his head, his mind blank. If someone from the Riken Race did this, they would definitely be caught by a military court, sentenced to a very serious crime, and executed by cannon fodder.

Ricken's staff sprang into action, and as various data and parameters were gradually collected, Ricken began to understand the White Grub swarm's intentions.

Staff Officer Ricken took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and temples; he hadn't slept for three days and three nights and was utterly exhausted.

Now over two hundred years old, he has entered old age. Even though he still maintains an extremely disciplined lifestyle, his physical condition is not what it used to be. He needs to rest for a while, otherwise he will have to pass away before those hateful Zerg even attack.

He tidied up the documents in front of him, then stood up shakily, leaning on the table, and lay down on the wooden bed board beside him. This kind of natural wood bed board was a rare commodity, even more precious than natural meat, and he had gone to great lengths to obtain it.

As a veteran senior staff officer, he received good treatment; the fact that he could bring such flammable items onto the spaceship was itself a testament to his status.

He thought that after staying up for three days, he would fall asleep immediately, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He sighed, shook his head, and sat up again.

Although the data he had seen before consisted of ordinary observational data, the amount of information hidden within it was so enormous that it troubled him to the point that he couldn't fall asleep.

"Never mind, let's have the meeting first and then rest." Old Man Ricken touched his face, carefully trimmed his beard which he hadn't slept for several days, and at the same time, his mind was working quickly to organize the information he needed to report later.

Looking at himself in his neat military uniform in the mirror, he tried to straighten himself up, but the weariness emanating from within was impossible to hide. He sighed again, picked up his military cap from the table, opened the hatch, and went out.

"Gentlemen, I think I understand why they did this."

"Finally! This is the best news I've heard in days. This matter has been bothering me, and I haven't been able to sleep for the past few days. Berry, judging from your expression, you are too. Now tell everyone what you've discovered so that everyone can get a good night's sleep." Third Fleet Commander Novaru said somewhat exaggeratedly, seemingly not in good spirits these past few days.

"Sigh!" Berry's sigh, though soft and barely audible, struck everyone like a heavy blow. This sigh meant that the information about to be revealed was not good news for them.

"Gentlemen, the Zerg are trying to persuade us to surrender!" Berry moved his lips a few times before finally speaking, his words falling like a boulder to the ground.

Yes, his position was merely that of a clerical staff officer. Even if the sky fell, there were taller people watching over it; clearly, he wasn't one of the highest-ranking ones. He was already so old, older than all the other Rickens present. No matter what the superiors ultimately decided, he wouldn't be at too much of a loss.

"What!?!? Berry, do you understand what you're saying?" Novaru was stunned for a moment after hearing what Berry said, then frowned and stared intently at Berry as he asked.

Hamis, who was next to Novaru, tugged at him, telling him to calm down, but he also looked at Berry with a serious and questioning gaze.

With a major battle imminent, undermining morale is a serious crime. As a veteran, Berry couldn't possibly be unaware of this. Since he said that, he must have seen something.

"Based on that data, I've come to the conclusion that our warships, our defense systems, and our weaponry are insignificant in the face of sheer numbers, and the Zerg are trying to tell us that fact."

He then distributed some summarized materials to the attendees.

Looking at the materials in front of them, the expressions on the faces of the many people in the group gradually became serious.

"Is this true?" Hamis looked up with a wry smile on his face. He already knew the answer in his heart, but he still couldn't quite accept it.

"As you can see, they are displayed openly and honestly, precisely to tell us this."