Chapter 61 Doom

However, Fang Senyan was even clearer about one thing: Mongo might feel overwhelmed and annoyed right now, but the real thing that would make him frantic was still lurking like a ticking time bomb. Once it went off, Mongo would undoubtedly feel that his current days were blissful in comparison.

Thinking of this, a thought surged in his mind: it was possible that the mess he had inadvertently created might be shifted onto the royal family!

Yes, at this crucial juncture, the death of an important member of the Ya family would inevitably be given a profound, artificial meaning.

Maybe even if Fang Senyan turned himself in and confessed, the Ya family wouldn't believe him… Who were you kidding? Such a coincidence to encounter an auction? Such a coincidence to be greedy for wealth? Such a coincidence to commit murder?? Get lost, confess the mastermind behind you, or you'll be violated then killed, then violated again, then killed again…

So, Fang Senyan looked up to the sky and laughed heartily, expressing his sincere understanding of Mongo. Although he was actually here to rescue someone, he wasn't in a hurry at all, because a terrible storm was brewing within the Alps VII base.

And Fang Senyan had great confidence in Ronnie: he was both an agility specialist and proficient in clones and reconnaissance. Since the ambush didn't kill him and he had a chance to catch his breath, he shouldn't have too many problems in the short term, at least until he arrived.

Following that, accompanied by Archer, Fang Senyan visited some military restricted areas within the Alps VII base. During this process, Fang Senyan saw a terrifying dry dock under construction! The height of this grim, steel monstrosity even reached five kilometers!

What kind of concept was this????? It was half the height of Mount Everest!! Thinking about this data was astonishing, and it also meant that the cosmic behemoth to be built would be unimaginably huge!

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Senyan pressed his hand on the thick porthole, feeling the delicate and cold texture of the porthole glass immediately transmitting through his fingertips. Yes, at this moment, he was shocked by human imagination and creativity, just like the awe people felt when they first saw the Great Wall or the Golden Pagoda!

At this time, the dry dock was only half-built. Looking from afar, there were a large number of engineering robots constantly flying around in space like busy bees, and the dazzling arc light occasionally cut through the darkness like lightning! This thriving and vibrant scene was set against the vast, boundless, cold, and silent space, forming a strong contrast.

Fang Senyan watched for a while, then suddenly said:

"It seems that the Empire is very determined this time. Building such a huge ship here shouldn't be based on the blueprint of a battleship, right?"

Archer looked at Fang Senyan in surprise and said:

"Yes, the larger the volume of a battleship is not always better. The decline of battleships on ancient Earth is proof of this. The huge volume of a battleship is mainly to accommodate enough energy to generate a reactor. There is a limit to this. When the energy generation system is saturated, a larger volume is a complete waste. Well, okay, I see your blank look, so let me put it another way."

"In figurative language: according to a report I got when I was young, at least 72.3% of men are not very satisfied with the size of a certain part of their body, of which 99.98% hope to become bigger and longer. However, in clinical practice, we always persuade many patients who come for treatment with oversized sizes, because bigger is not always better. Twenty centimeters is the critical point. Beyond this size, at least from a woman's point of view, it is too much. For interstellar warships whose main purpose is combat, the Pacific class is the critical point."

Fang Senyan nodded thoughtfully, and after a while, he suddenly said:

"Archer, what did you do before you joined the army?"

Archer was stunned and said:

"Otaku."

"Okay," Fang Senyan sighed and said, "Then what does your family do?"

"My father is a veterinarian," Archer's eyes showed a look of memory. "My mother opened a very famous plastic surgery clinic. I was so busy helping there that later, many operations were done by my father."

"……If I go to your mother's clinic now, can I get a 20-centimeter critical point package with a 50% discount? By the way, it must not be your father who performs the surgery!"

"……"

After a series of conversations, Fang Senyan was secretly shocked, because the Empire's progress on the Eros planet was far greater than he had imagined! Half a year ago, the Empire launched the "Migration" plan at all costs!

Migration was originally a periodic activity in which fish spontaneously gather during specific seasons or physiological conditions, such as the chum salmon in the North Pacific, which stop eating during the breeding season and swim upstream thousands of kilometers every day against currents of dozens of kilometers per hour.

During the migration process, the fish have to face predators, environmental changes, and great physical exertion. Often, only one in ten survives to reach the spawning grounds. What allows them to migrate successfully is the formation of a tight school of fish. In this way, if they encounter predators, the fish on the periphery will take the hit. When the school of fish is moving forward, it can also form an inertial current to save swimming energy.

Therefore, to put it bluntly, the Empire's Migration plan was actually to form a huge fleet at an extremely high cost to force its way through the asteroid belt, using an astonishing casualty rate to ensure that a small core could arrive.

The implementation of the Migration plan was very tragic. Although most of the outer spaceships used decommissioned warships, they still had to form a fleet. The first Migration plan completely failed and only reached the middle of the asteroid belt.

However, the first failure aroused the arrogance of the middle and upper levels of the Empire! The second Migration plan was quickly launched. This time, they even used active warships!

Moreover, the Empire used the Emperor's rare authority to force the major military regions, which had already become de facto separatist regimes, to contribute four active warships, and the Imperial headquarters dispatched one! It was clear that they wanted to weaken the war potential of the various military regions and then successfully form the second Migration plan.

The process this time was still very tragic, but they finally established a foothold on the Eros planet and built a small base.

However, this base only existed for seven days. A sudden cosmic storm struck, cutting off the already fragile connection between the base and the headquarters, and then they lost contact. Obviously, the situation was grim.

The third Migration plan changed the fact that warships were the main force and began to prepare the giant ship plan.

Yes, the defense of warships at this time can be said to be almost entirely energy shields against energy weapons, but the impact of asteroid storms is physical damage. This is why warships cannot stand for a long time in the asteroid belt.

Therefore, to enhance physical defense, they must increase the thickness of the armor! Thicker armor means extra weight, which of course means an extra large energy system and propulsion system. Therefore, this huge ship being built here, named "Mariana," actually has a volume more than six times that of the Pacific-class standard warship.

And its terrifying steel + energy shield hybrid armor is enough to cope with asteroid impacts with a diameter of less than fifty meters! !

The three hundred and seventy-six bombardment particle cannons on the hull can be responsible for shattering any asteroid with a diameter of more than ten meters within three kilometers. According to the first-hand data collected during the previous two "Migration" plans, the proportion of asteroids with a diameter of more than fifty meters in the entire asteroid belt is only about 0.23%.

After hearing this data, Fang Senyan couldn't help but ponder:

"So, if the Mariana is successfully built, conquering the Eros planet is basically not a problem?"

"Yes," Archer said, "and the Empire has officially established a development agency, formed various structures, and according to the latest news last month, a Predator spaceship tried to continue flying to the Eros planet and was besieged by the Empire. As of now, there is no follow-up news."

Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes. Combining the various pieces of information he had obtained, he suddenly thought of a possibility, a very big possibility. At the thought of this, Fang Senyan couldn't help but feel a little hesitant: if this idea really came true, how should he respond?

Archer, seeing that Fang Senyan's mood suddenly became low, assumed that he was thinking of the comrades who had died on the Eros planet from the giant ship in front of him, so he very tactfully stopped asking and took Fang Senyan to the workshop he was in charge of, and then asked Fang Senyan to choose a currently serving military ship and prepare to customize and improve it into a means of transportation for him in the future.

After doing all these miscellaneous things, at least three or four hours had passed. It must be said that Archer was a sincere person. Despite his busy official duties, he stayed with Fang Senyan all the time, listening to his opinions and various requirements. In the end, it was Archer who felt a little strange. He looked at the time and wondered:

"It's really strange. In principle, Lieutenant General Mongo should have completed the reception long ago. Even if there is a negotiation, it is certainly impossible to come up with any results immediately. In any case, he should have taken the time to come."

Fang Senyan laughed secretly in his stomach, because he knew that the incident had probably come to light. The disappearance of a member of the Ya family was a big deal. Mongo probably didn't even have time to eat or drink now, so how could he have time to see him?