The Way

With more and more races arriving at the front lines, attacking the Zerg is likely to be the most talked-about and hottest topic in the entire Star Sea Alliance, and probably for a long time to come.

This first battle in many years has drawn considerable attention from various races and individuals. However, the Zerg's barrage of Dark Energy Cannon has left them somewhat stunned. The only difference is that the Ketu civilization, on the front lines, suffered both material and psychological damage, while the other races only experienced psychological blows.

"We've long suspected that the Zerg inherited the legacy of some advanced civilization, so isn't it only natural that they possess Dark Energy technology?" A race representative expressed his opinion in the command center.

"But how do you explain their previous war? They had advanced technology but didn't use it? They insisted on fighting with outdated technology?"

"Perhaps it's because they like it?"

Do you believe it?

"I don't really believe it..."

"Moreover, in that battle five years ago, they recalled almost all of their troops, numbering as many as seven or eight hundred million. But judging from the Zerg forces deployed today, there's no sign of them."

"Perhaps they're making modifications in the rear; after all, they're a version behind." A race representative shrugged; their troops weren't in the front lines, so they weren't under much pressure.

"Or perhaps they completed their re-equipment within five years? The troops now fighting are the same ones from back then."

"If that's the case, then that's quite frightening. Therefore, I don't agree with your point of view."

"That's right. In any case, I don't believe that hundreds of millions of combat units can be upgraded and re-equipped in five years. Even the Epoch Clan couldn't do that. It's a huge test of industrial capabilities."

"We know nothing about the Zerg's technology. Perhaps they have some mysterious abilities that allow them to accomplish this feat?"

"According to our intelligence, we have not found any structures within the Zerg Star System No. 1 that could enhance industrial capabilities."

"Are you stupid? They're taking the biological route, what need do they have for industrial capabilities? They could probably just lie around sleeping on the edge of a star and still complete the transformation."

"Your Excellency, I feel it is necessary to remind you that we are now having a serious, science-based discussion, not a discussion of fantasy or legend."

"Who knows?" The race representative who was refuted scoffed. "The despicable Zerg are not like us, who are so noble as to spray all the numbers on the hulls of our warships so that everyone can recognize them at a glance. Everything they make looks the same. I can only tell them apart by size; I can't tell anything else out of them."

"Yes, Your Excellency, you are right. I suggest you raise this issue with the Zerg, and have them mark those ugly monsters so we can distinguish them."

"That's exactly what I was thinking. What if the Zerg accept it? As the saying goes, anything is possible, isn't it?"

"You!..."

"Enough! Mowei, stop with your sarcastic remarks." The speaker was none other than Mide Mid of the Yuntu Clan. As an upper-level power in the Mid-Ring Civilizations, although he had suffered a major defeat before, it seemed that it had not affected his racial influence in the slightest.

Mowei shrugged, a flippant look on his face, and said, "Alright, Mide, although I don't agree with your statement, I'll let it slide since you just suffered a major defeat and must be in a bad mood."

"Mowei!!!" Mide was somewhat embarrassed and angry after being hit where it hurt.

Seeing that Mide and Mowei were about to clash, the rest of the representatives, except for those from the front lines, all wore expressions of contentment and smug satisfaction.

It's not that they didn't want to break up the fight—okay, maybe a little—but the most important reason is that anyone who can directly confront the powerful representative of the Yuntu Clan must have a significant status and powerful backing. These bystanders don't have the authority to intervene.

"Please calm down, gentlemen. Our clan is still engaged in battle with the Zerg. Would you please come up with a strategy first?" Although the representative of the Ketu Clan was of slightly lower status, he couldn't care less about that now. In the time it took for them to exchange barbs, the Zerg had already launched three volleys of fire, causing heavy losses to the Ketu.

"Okay, okay, actually I still really like the Zerg. Their Biological Armor is a great thing, but it'll probably be discontinued soon." Mowei said nonchalantly, while subtly revealing a small, unusually colored protrusion on his shoulder.

Those with knowledge immediately recognized it as Zerg Biological Armor. Unfortunately, the Zerg joined the Alliance only a few years before going to war. As Mowei said, these are now rare and limited editions. Given their scarcity, they will likely become a symbol of status and prestige in the future.

Perhaps it won't even need to wait until later; Mowei has already begun doing it. Given his social standing, he has access to more information and events, which might represent some special meaning. Some civilizations in the Mid-Ring Civilizations and Outer-Ring Civilizations, whose status is slightly lower, have begun to speculate.

Mide, who was on a similar level to Mowei, knew that Mowei was simply showing off to disgust him. He was very familiar with that Biological Armor; it had appeared at a high-end auction, and Mide had given everything for it, but ultimately he was slightly inferior and lost to Mowei.

Seeing the bulge on Mowei's shoulder, Mide's eyes blazed with anger, but he knew Mowei's wicked nature; he was a master of unreasonable arguments, and continuing would only lead to his own downfall. If it weren't for the grudge over the Biological Armor, he wouldn't have bothered provoking Mowei at all, but seeing his smug expression, Mide couldn't help but feel a surge of rage.

Turning his head to the side and closing his eyes slightly, with the detestable Mowei no longer before him, Mide's mood gradually calmed down. Compared to Mowei's pitiful personal grudges, the Zerg were the real mortal enemies, and he now needed to prioritize.

Mide's mind raced as he considered a solution, but before he could figure it out, he heard Mowei's hateful voice again. "This representative of the Ketu Clan, what are your thoughts? After all, the Ketu Clan is currently the main force fighting against the Zerg."

But the representative of the Ketu Clan was also at a loss. Seeing his expression, Mowei continued, "Actually, there are only two paths to take now. One is more radical, and the other is more conservative."

"I'd like to hear the details," the representative of the Ketu Clan hurriedly asked.

"A more aggressive approach would be a full-scale attack. While the Zerg's Dark Energy Cannon were somewhat unexpected, yours are not inferior. Moreover, overall, you have an advantage in the number of main cannons."

"Judging from previous performances, the Zerg have a greater advantage in range..."

"Don't rush, that's exactly what I'm about to say." Mowei interrupted the Ketu Clan representative and continued, "The Zerg forces are right behind their No. 1 Star System, so there's no need to worry about range. They don't have much room to kite you."

The representative of the Ketu Clan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement with Mowei's statement.

"So, what about the other way?"