The live broadcast that day was cut off when the Trojan Horse No. 1 was attacked. The people on the ground were still noisily discussing the 24 pairs of chromosomes on the Internet.

But sometimes the truth is not a quantum equation, and it will not change one bit regardless of whether there are observers or not - this is the cruel macroscopic world.

Everything that has become the "past" is irretrievable.

The enemy confiscated Fu Luo's weapons and other communication devices on her body, including her personal civilian mobile phone. However, because she disconnected from the General Staff Office in time, the Interstellar people did not know that she had an implanted communication device.

Of course, even if they knew, it would be basically impossible to remove it while Fu Luo was alive. Because after being injected, the intelligent communication device will automatically hook up with the nervous system of the implanted person. If the person dies, the communicator will automatically disintegrate.

Once implanted, it will never be separated for life. Even if the person retires, the communicator terminal in the organization is only sealed.

Implantable communicators were initially only used in special forces that required rapid response. Later, as the technology gradually matured, it spread to the core departments of the three branches of Space Combat. These people have either undergone strict political review and served for many years, or come from military families.

Moreover, this kind of communication device cannot be controlled externally. As long as the implanted person does not say the content of the transmitted information out loud, others cannot know what she has transmitted, just like they cannot read minds, nor can they force it. Even with the powerful communication tracking technology possessed by the other staff system, they can only locate the position of the sender. Even if they happen to intercept the communication content in advance, they cannot decrypt the Earth's information encryption in a short period of time.

Unless the communication personnel voluntarily defect, this is why the reliability of messages transmitted by internal personnel with numbers is high.

Given her experience, Fu Luo found the Commander-in-Chief of the other staff system difficult to understand.

"By the way, I heard that the little girls on your Earth still like expensive brand-name shoes and bags like in the past?" The other staff system's Commander-in-Chief opened a set of pictures with his portable computer, flipping through them while leisurely commenting with a tone as if chatting, "Is this one good-looking? Well, it's not cheap - but don't you think it's a bit old-fashioned? Why does everyone like it so much?"

Fu Luo never carried a bag when she went out, and had no opinion on this. But in order not to lose face for Earth's brilliant fashion civilization, she had to rack her brains to recall what Xiao Zhu said when scolding Wang Ergou at General Yang's house, and rigidly applied it, pretending to be knowledgeable and nonchalant: "Trends pass, style remains."

"Chanel." The more knowledgeable Commander-in-Chief sighed softly. After a moment, he said, "That lady lived a very romantic life, but she was wrong."

Fu Luo didn't really want to discuss "Chanel" or "Stinky Nell" with this slightly eccentric enemy commander. She inevitably became a little anxious by the other party's calm attitude, and was eager to go back, wanting to know how the front line was doing. Therefore, she began to ponder the eighteen ways of escape wholeheartedly.

"Why spend so much money on a daily necessity? The reasons are very complex. Some people pursue high quality, some like a certain design, some are completely attracted by the so-called brand concept conveyed by the brand's advertising effect, some like to be shiny all over, and some like to cut off all the labels and mix luxury goods worth a fortune with stall goods worth a few dollars... This is your dazzling fashion."

For a moment, the Commander-in-Chief seemed to be possessed by Teacher Robin. He smiled slightly, "But these are not the reasons why people chase these things - in fact, the real reason is that luxury is human nature."

His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief didn't seem to care at all whether Fu Luo was listening attentively. He just went on talking to himself, "The drive for survival, a remnant of ancient competition, is buried in our genes; early humans in the jungle and on the grasslands never gained a real sense of security. They must obtain as much living resources as possible to make themselves stronger, so that they can live more freely when a harsher environment arrives - modern people have continued these instincts for survival in cruel competition, and also have more implicit ways of expression."

At this point, Fu Luo couldn't help but withdraw her gaze from the door. She herself was extremely good at learning, and at this time she began to vaguely taste something from the other party's few words.

"Only by distinguishing oneself from other competing peers with more resources and greater power can one appease the uneasiness passed down from ancestors." The Commander-in-Chief took a sip of plain boiled water in his cup as if tasting tea, "What is 'style'? Style means that you either have extremely rich material resources, rich enough to go your own way, or you have extremely rich spiritual resources, have received irreplaceable higher education or training, and can easily create or plunder resources - if 'luxury' represents 'I have, I am different', then the subtext of 'style' is 'I have plenty and am already tired of it', which is actually just another externalized expression of haughty 'power'."

"In fact, when it comes down to it, all the vanity and ostentation of humanity is nothing more than a simple instinct for survival and continuation."

The other staff system's Commander-in-Chief was a big bluffer. In the blink of an eye, Fu Luo found that she couldn't help wanting to nod - although she resisted at the critical moment.

At the same time, she became puzzled as to why the other party said these things.

"We share the same origin as you, but the difference is that you have indulged this instinct while we have stifled it."

The Commander-in-Chief, like a gentle and elegant sociology professor, was patiently giving Fu Luo, an ignorant youngster, a popular science lesson. However, out of instinct, that light-hearted and happy "stifled it" made Fu Luo's heart rise with an indescribable chill. She instinctively did not ask, but her aloof and cold expression was almost impossible to maintain.

"The leaders of the Exile Army, when they landed, promulgated the first constitution of our star system, and the core idea of the constitution was: from now on, we are one."

"On our planet, the profits from any industry are strictly limited, and all promotions strictly follow objective procedures. We don't have so-called 'fashion industries.' On our world, being different from others is a very terrifying thing." The Commander-in-Chief gently curled the corners of his mouth. "'Doing things in one's own way' is a crime, with an unbelievably severe sentence, regardless of whether it's an adult or a child."

"We used harsh laws to strangle instinct, as well as freedom and civilization, returning to mere survival."

"Of course, this is unscientific. Our people, with Stockholm syndrome, have always lived under heavy pressure and pain. Our society has regressed by at least a few thousand years," the Commander-in-Chief smiled somewhat helplessly. "Such production relations also violate economic principles, which is why our economy has always been in shambles."

... No, this wasn't the point.

The point was, from his tone, Fu Luo felt that he seemed indifferent to the "economy being in shambles," which made her hair stand on end.

In a flash of lightning, Fu Luo thought that besides being relatively close to the solar system, the other star system had no other advantages. The environment was harsh and very undesirable as a living space. Why did the exiled army choose to land in the other star system back then?

Even if they couldn't find a habitable place like Earth, couldn't they at least find a place with a slightly better environment than the other star system?

The history books said that their energy was exhausted, but...

If their energy was truly exhausted, what did they rely on to support the artificial ecosystem in the harsh environment of the other star system?

The exiled army was not lacking in human elites, yet they jointly formulated such a constitution that could not support sustainable economic growth. For what purpose?

Fu Luo suddenly realized that she had been overestimating her own cleverness all along. She hadn't understood at all what Ye Wenlin had said to her back then.

Why wage war?

Because the other star system's society was fundamentally a war society!

If what the enemy Commander-in-Chief said was true, that their individual promotions were so strictly data-driven, then perhaps the party's major elections held every ten years to fool people were also just going through the motions. What they were really assessing was not who would govern, but whether they possessed the military strength to attack Earth in the next ten years!

From the day they left amidst the chaos of war, it was destined that they would inevitably bring the chaos of war back with them.

Just then, the Commander-in-Chief suddenly said, "Oh, look at this interesting thing."

On the screen, the Commander-in-Chief's office disappeared, replaced by a huge frontal cross-section diagram.

The entire Earth Allied Forces exhibited a strange formation. First, the Chinese fleet, which had originally been responsible for the vanguard role in this campaign, rapidly contracted its forces. The vanguard fleet that had just been slaughtering left and right fell silent like a dud, quickly regrouping and collectively retreating.

This was closely followed by the Russian fleet and the other fleets of the Asian Alliance except for Japan.

The European Union and African Union, that pair of buffoons, as usual reacted half a beat slower on the space battlefield. They were originally the rearguard among the main forces in this operation and were still far from the battlefield, so for now they remained in place without moving.

The Japanese fleet, however, took over the position originally held by the Chinese fleet, emerging from the formation with the posture of leading the Asian Alliance, moving to the vanguard.

The North American fleet, on the other hand, expanded its formation laterally at this time. While seemingly deploying firepower to cover its allies, it was actually maintaining a distance of sixty-five firing range units, effectively just cheering from afar.

"Tsk, cunning fools, clever fools, ordinary fools, stupid fools, and... self-righteous fools." The Commander-in-Chief of the other star system smiled and said.

This was the complexity of the Earth Allied Forces. Not only were the continental alliances scheming against each other, but it was also difficult to achieve unity within each major alliance - European Union member states each harbored ulterior motives, Asian Alliance member states were strange bedfellows, the major European power Russia went its own way but signed a joint cooperation agreement with the Asian Alliance, and the undercurrents of the Cold War era between distant America and Asia always surged in the cold Pacific.

Of course, no country dared to become the eternal sinner that broke up the Earth Alliance, so everyone could only maintain an outwardly warm but inwardly cold estranged relationship.

"Look at you, just like an emotionally broken couple who are already separated but still show affection in front of outsiders every day." The Commander-in-Chief sighed, pressed a button beside his hand, and unhurriedly gave the order, "All units, be advised, the enemy has entered our attack range. Prepare to carry out the strike according to the original plan."

Fu Luo's eyes widened.

The Commander-in-Chief turned his head and smiled at her. The deep smile lines at the corners of his eyes seemed gentle and lingering. Then he exited the connection with the large ship where Fu Luo was, switching the image to the frontline live scene. Countless light signals shuttled back and forth between the other star system's ships, and from person to person. The formation that had originally contracted into two spheres slowly opened up.

The formation that had originally contracted into two spheres slowly opened up, facing the Earth Alliance fleet's comical three-stage spectator group.

Under the "cover" of the American Allied Forces, which was as useless as setting off firecrackers, fifteen giant Japanese ships pushed sixty-fold the firing range unit warning line. As if to display their attacking power, the fire that looked almost more fierce than the entire Earth Alliance's advance just now was not at all reserved.

Fifty-five...

Fifty...

Forty-five...

It was a historic moment.

The other star system released a strange long cylindrical object, like a launch vehicle, shedding sections as it went. The shed parts freely rotated, moving in a uniform straight line, shedding a total of four sections.

The implanted communication device in Fu Luo's ears emitted a screech that she could barely endure.

Fu Luo's mind buzzed, and she nearly blacked out. She bit the tip of her tongue until it bled, barely managing to stand still with a deathly pale face.

But by this time, no one was paying attention to her anymore.

The moment the last cylindrical section flew into the matrix of Earth's Japanese giant ships, a small explosion occurred. There seemed to be a flash of light in the middle, which disappeared in an instant, as if it was just an ordinary little dud.

But the next moment, Fu Luo saw the entire fleet of Earth's giant ships disappear before her eyes.

It was just a blink of an eye, and then a dazzling light burst out, completely overwhelming the fine radiance of the myriad stars in the distance, making people's eyes feel a sharp pain.

Even the screens of the other star system showed chaotic snow. The shrill sound in the communication headset subsided, eventually turning into a low, rumbling noise, like war drums from the cold weapons era or muffled thunder trapped in the clouds on a midsummer night.

The sound was gradually fading and distant, lasting only for a moment.

Fu Luo wasn't sure if it was the sound coming from the communicator or her own auditory hallucination.

As the dazzling light and shadows dissipated, the vanished Earth giant fleet reappeared before everyone's eyes. The originally square and neat formation had been arranged into a spherical shape at some point. All the lights on the giant ships were out, and the super defense system that even missiles couldn't penetrate had long since disappeared. The giant ships, like broken toys, were eerily distorted, slowly rotating in the dark universe...

They rotated in the dark universe, like ghost ships suspended there.

Fifteen giant ships and hundreds of medium and small escort battleships turned into a pile of scrap metal in just one second, without a sound.

No... what on earth happened?