Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 330: Gravitational Civilization

Since his disappearance from Human Civilization and his sudden acquisition of the ability to connect with clones, Tom had never been as passive as he was now, despite having experienced so many wars and faced so many enemies.

He didn’t even know who his enemy was—a high-level civilization? A certain intelligent life form? Or some physical phenomenon, some astronomical event?

Tom knew nothing, yet he had inexplicably fallen into a situation of near-death crisis.

All the methods Tom had once prided himself on seemed to have lost their effectiveness at this moment.

The Unified Force Field became Tom’s last hope.

Gritting his teeth, Tom made a decision.

A total of 21 races, including the Yunluo Clan, which had previously been excluded from the core circle, had all their high-ranking officials once again summoned to the Intelligence and Strategic Research Office. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Every high-ranking official of each race looked solemn.

Tom had not concealed from them the fact that their own warships might have ’come alive’ for some reason and caused a major crisis for their side.

During this time, not only Tom but also the scientific researchers of every race had been thinking and researching with all their might, but they had not been able to discover anything.

Tom got straight to the point, saying, "We have encountered an unprecedented crisis.

I have decided to risk activating the Unified Force Field. If the Unified Force Field is effective, that’s good. But if it’s ineffective, or even if the Unified Force Field-related devices ’defect,’ then...

I will divide the main fleet into a total of 22 parts, one for each race and one for our own clan. Everyone will choose different directions to escape. Whether you can survive, whether you can escape this predicament, well... it’s up to fate.

If anyone has a better suggestion, please bring it up as soon as possible. If not, everyone can go back and start preparing."

Continuing to gather and escape together was impossible. Only by splitting up could they have a sliver of hope for survival.

Clan Leader Momolansi, the leader of the Bluetoth Clan, looked distraught and murmured, "Has the situation deteriorated to such an extent?"

Heimerlan slumped powerlessly in his seat, his face pale.

Some high-ranking officials from other races had even begun to weep softly.

The situation had changed too quickly. They had just found a harbor, gained a sense of belonging, and just decided to contribute to the development of Human Civilization. Now, they had to flee?

Even being able to escape was the best possible outcome. What was more likely to happen was that their side wouldn’t even be able to escape and would ultimately be completely annihilated here.

Tom looked around: "It seems no one has any better ideas. So, that’s it. Everyone go back and prepare.

Over these years, I have been honored to fight alongside all of you. In the future, if fate allows, I hope we can meet again. That’s all, meeting adjourned."

Every race began intense preparations. Tom also started frequent fleet deployments, distributing supplies and warships to each race.

By the time all this work was completed, more than a year had passed. During this period, Tom’s warship reserves once again dropped to less than 1 million ships—and this included the continuous construction of new warships.

Moreover, even these mere 1 million warships were constantly decreasing.

Some defected, and some were lost in battle.

Once all preparations were complete, Tom focused his attention on the aerospace carrier carrying the Unified Force Field-related equipment.

The 10 billion clones used to drive the Unified Force Field had also revived and taken up their posts.

Gazing at the battlefield full of exploding flashes, and at the tranquil galaxy, Tom’s heart was filled with emotion.

"It took me hundreds of years to accumulate this set again after using it against the Mechanical Disaster Alliance last time.

My maximum consciousness connection count has also increased to 10 billion. Tsk, tsk, 10 billion, who knows how powerful that will be.

I originally thought it would be tested on the Purple Moon Civilization, but I didn’t expect to use it here.

I also don’t know if this tactic will succeed. If it succeeds, that’s good. If it fails, I’ll just have to find another place and start everything from scratch..."

The special antidote was ready and could be injected at any time. All Unified Force Field-related devices had also been laid out and could be activated at any time.

It was at this moment that Tom suddenly saw an abnormal ripple appear in the starry sky around the fleet.

Just like rippling water, the tranquil and distant stars at this moment also fluctuated with the fluctuation of space itself. The positions of some stars changed, the colors of some stars changed, and some stars became brighter, while others became dimmer.

Hmm?

Tom’s heart grew even heavier.

After a moment of fluctuation, some unknown constructs, trailing long tail flames like meteors, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and then, with maneuverability far exceeding the limits of Tom’s warships, rapidly slammed into the vast interstellar battlefield.

Their numbers were extremely large, tens of thousands of them. And they came from all directions, completely enveloping the entire battlefield without any omissions.

This is...

These seem to be interstellar missiles? But their maneuverability and acceleration are too high. What kind of material can withstand such immense overload?

Furthermore, with such high acceleration, even if miniature fusion reactors were used as energy sources, it seems they couldn’t sustain it for long. But these interstellar missiles had already been continuously accelerating for several minutes.

Just a quick glance, Tom quickly determined that the technological level of these interstellar missiles far exceeded his own.

They were at least creations of a Gravity Civilization!

A Gravity Civilization appeared at the edge of the battlefield and launched interstellar missiles at the battlefield?

What do they want to do?

Tom continued to observe closely. The next moment, those interstellar missiles, trailing long tail flames like falling meteors, each plunged into the battlefield, which had a radius of about 500,000 kilometers.

Tom originally expected a violent explosion, but... nothing happened.

No abnormal flashes appeared.

Those interstellar missiles disappeared after entering, seemingly changing nothing.

But the next moment, on the instruments, the number related to the current acceleration suddenly jumped from zero to 5!

This meant that from this moment on, no matter which ship in his fleet, even the Flying Star, which had a mass of tens of trillions of tons, was now accelerating towards the battlefield at a speed of 5 m/s^2.

Under normal circumstances, an acceleration of 5 m/s^2 would create gravity equivalent to about half of Earth’s.

But for some reason, including Tom’s main body where his consciousness resided, all the clones, all the animals, and all the intelligent life forms felt no gravitational acceleration.