CHAPTER 336: CHAPTER 208: THIS IS THE SORROW OF THE WEAK_2

"Captain! Should we abandon ship?" someone asked.

If they abandoned ship at this moment, they still had a chance to return to the nearest base.

However, El shook his head.

"No... there is nowhere to escape from the will of the other party. We should stay on the ship and see where they want to lead us."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

They were not afraid of death, and at this nearly hopeless moment, dying with more knowledge was better than dying in ignorance.

When the spaceship returned to the star system, everyone was utterly stunned by the image on the star map.

As a warship with high-level permissions, their star map marked all nearby ships, and at this moment, they saw that every light point representing a ship was heading in the same direction.

No matter how big, no matter what purpose, no matter what design, no matter what equipment.

At this moment, it was as if they had all received guidance from a Divine Spirit and changed their original course.

Even El could only silently watch this shocking scene.

Compared to those at a distance, those closer to Grotto Heaven were even more deeply engulfed in indescribable emotion.

"All the ships have been commandeered."

This was the loudest voice within Cosmic Civilization at the moment.

Yes, commandeered.

They could only think of this description.

"The warship is also out of control."

"We have no resistance whatsoever!"

"Unable to comprehend the technology used to commandeer the ships, maybe it truly belongs to Divine Spirit!"

"What exactly do they want to do?"

"..."

Even though Cosmic Civilization was a semi-feudal system, even the most ordinary Cosmic People were not ignorant; they could clearly understand what this scene before them implied.

It meant they had lost all ability to resist.

Ships were the only home life relied upon to survive in the Cosmos, the only reliance for entering the Cosmos; everything, whether exploration or movement, attack or defense, depended on ships.

And now, in just an instant, Cosmic Civilization no longer had ships of its own.

As for those fixed-point weapon installations?

If you can control ships, you can control all devices!

Even ordinary people have already felt their own powerlessness.

As the supreme leader of Cosmic Civilization, King Yu could naturally feel this powerlessness too.

He stood in his palace, without any cover, without any defense, at the highest point, looking up, he could see ships continuously taking off.

Yes, even ships docked on Cosmic Star were also being controlled.

"This is the difference in levels." He seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice was extremely clear, "This is the outcome we’ve always feared. The more we develop, the stronger we become, the more we fear something stronger..."

Yes, even King Yu, at this moment, could only accept all of this.

He worked with all his might to develop civilization, suppress the Divine Court, personally pushed the black curtain project, just to avoid this kind of powerlessness, but it still appeared.

"King." The figure of the Pope appeared behind him, "You still have work to do."

"Yes." King Yu’s expression was extremely calm, "As long as I’m alive, I will always do what I can."

King Yu did not know he was being watched at this moment.

Or, even if he knew, he would probably not care.

Shen Shi could clearly feel that he had accepted all of this.

The fact was indeed so.

Hereafter, the voice of King Yu began to spread throughout the entire civilization.

"All Cosmic People, I am your King. Now, I officially announce that Cosmic Civilization has encountered an overwhelmingly powerful existence we cannot resist. We have lost any ability to resist, and our fate, our future, is completely dependent on the mercy of the other party. This is the sorrow of the weak, but as King, I issue the final order—to accept everything that has come suddenly, to accept our own weakness, and to submit to everything the other side arranges, with the preservation of life as the premise, because our entire civilization’s only pursuit now is to survive to be passed down..."

This was probably the only time King Yu gave a speech that did not inspire others.

His voice was extremely cold.

His words carried indescribable despair.

At this moment, countless Cosmic People fell into immense sorrow.

They wept, they shouted.

But after these tumultuous emotions subsided, just as King Yu had described, they could only accept all of this.

At this moment, the humans on Grotto Heaven were also listening to King Yu’s speech, observing what was happening within Cosmic Civilization.

Some of them were moved.

After all, just thirty years ago, they were mere frogs at the bottom of a well, never truly faced with the despair of an entire civilization?

Especially since all of this was brought about by them.

"If it weren’t for Mr. Shen, our outcome at this moment would be worse than theirs." Someone suddenly whispered, "That King Yu is right, this is the sorrow of the weak."

"Therefore, we must become strong!"

"It’s actually lucky for Cosmic Civilization to encounter us because at least we don’t plan to make them into Primordial Energy Batteries."

"This ’luck’ that depends on the invaders’ mercy is hardly lucky. From the moment we set our eyes on them, tragedy had already descended."

"..."

Shen Shi took in the reactions and discussions of some people.

But he didn’t care too much.

This was even a good thing.

Don’t look at how Cosmic Civilization seemed to be enduring immense despair at this moment, but humanity never denied its identity as invaders, so they would not feel guilty for the Cosmic People, only the sorrow of the weak.

Even believed.

Once they had personally experienced the cruelty and reality of the Cosmos as "invaders," human civilization would harbor a greater desire for power.

Just as some people said.

They had to become strong to avoid being invaded, to avoid encountering a more tragic, more desperate result.

"Everyone, prepare yourselves," Shen Shi’s voice reached everyone’s ears, "the next step is the most crucial."

Yes, they had to make contact.

The prior lack of contact was to completely master the initiative, but as long as there was a need based on the other party’s own, they would have to make contact, they would inevitably lose some initiative, and what they had to do was to suppress this portion to the lowest, the lowest!

To the extent that even the other party does not realize that they actually have a tiny bit of initiative.

This is the true test of this operation.

Even Shen Shi, who possessed foresight, could not cheat too much, because every decision he made could change the future.

Immediately, everyone started to get busy.

And at this moment.

More and more ships were under the control of Grotto Heaven, flying towards it, including where the earlier delegation was, and even the first Seed Plan ship, then stopping there, gradually gathering a dense cluster of ships.

However, the population did not converge much.

Some ships launched from the star system had their people escape early before takeoff, and some ships in space also had capable individuals who found ways to escape. This was only natural, yet even so, in just a month, the number of Cosmic People completely under human control had reached nearly a billion.

And these individuals had high personal qualities.

After all, although Cosmic Civilization had a large population, not everyone was qualified to leave the star system and travel to the Cosmos; the vast majority stayed within their own cities.