Tianshu Underground City, Command Center.
A giant screen filled an entire wall, displaying a real-time map of the situation on Blue Star.
A separate section beside it displayed a map of the situation in the Kona Star System.
The Blue Giant, ten giant planets, the Kona Home Planet, the outer satellites occupied by the Demon Clan, the wormholes, and more.
At intervals, Lin Mo would send back a new data packet, filling in missing or unclear information on the map.
A young technician picked up his coffee and took a gulp. His face immediately contorted.
His colleague glanced at him.
"What's wrong?"
The technician said quietly,
"Is this coffee or boiler cleaner?"
His colleague did not even look up.
"As long as it keeps you awake. Supplies are limited right now. You're lucky to have anything to drink."
The technician set down his coffee.
"I wonder if the Kona Civilization has received our message."
His colleague fell silent. In truth, everyone was waiting for an answer.
Great Xia's voice had been sent over, but could the Kona Civilization actually receive it?
And if they did, would they respond?
Han Niba checked the time.
Quite some time had passed since the first communication shell went through the wormhole. Several more had since been fired through other wormholes.
Waiting for ordinary electromagnetic communications to cross three thousand light-years was out of the question, but they were not using an ordinary route.
The Demon Clan's wormholes had forcibly brought the two battlefields closer.
"Report!"
A call suddenly came from the information station.
An information officer's hands flew across his keyboard.
"We've received a new data packet from Commander Lin, number twenty-seven, from the underground wormhole in Equator West Sector Three."
Han Niba immediately turned.
"Decode it."
"Yes, sir!"
Would this data packet contain