Chapter 70: Clone Skyrocketing
At this moment, Tom’s heart was filled with confusion.
He manipulated the probe, trying his best to search for traces of Human Civilization’s existence on Earth.
But he was ultimately disappointed.
The endless Great Wall, pyramids, magnificent dams, huge cities, vast farmlands...
Everything had vanished without a trace.
"What, what exactly is going on...?"
Compared to making Human Civilization disappear, completely erasing the traces of human existence is much more difficult, at least ten to a hundred times harder.
Perhaps Human Civilization truly never existed?
Then where did I come from?
Tom recalled his past on Earth, the events he had experienced one by one, his parents, relatives, and friends, his passionate and spirited youth, his sweet first love, and his struggles in his career after becoming an adult...
Even at this moment, the (Deep Space) Spaceship still stored a large amount of information from Earth, from the human world.
Communications with the human world, various literary and artistic works from the human world, movies, books, music...
All of this indicated that the existence of the human world was not an illusion.
But, but...
Perhaps, even all of this, even his own memories, were fabricated by some existence he couldn’t comprehend? Even his own ability...
The Blueprint Civilization had been continuously observing the Solar System for several centuries and had confirmed that there was no intelligent life in the Solar System.
Momolans really didn’t lie to him. The Blueprint Civilization probably had nothing to do with the disappearance of humans, and they weren’t invading the Solar System; they were merely migrating.
Tom shook his head, temporarily pushing all these thoughts aside.
He knew that he couldn’t figure these things out at his current stage.
Since that was the case, he would temporarily stop thinking about it and proceed one step at a time.
"No matter what, the Solar System is my home.
It is mine. Even without Human Civilization, it is mine, it is mine!
I don’t want to leave it, and at my current stage, I don’t have the ability to leave it."
Recalling the information about the Blueprint Civilization’s main fleet obtained from the vanguard fleet, Tom’s heart was heavy.
Mature small nuclear fusion reactor technology, High-Speed Ion Propulsion Technology, multi-layer reactive armor technology, electromagnetic cannon technology, Laser Cannon technology, high-speed reaction radar technology, automatic interception technology, information jamming and anti-jamming technology, as well as an unimaginably vast industrial capacity, and a population of hundreds of billions, among whom billions have earned the title of scientist...
Every single one of these technologies was something Tom could only dream of.
To possess so many super technologies simultaneously and integrate them all into a single warship, how powerful would that warship be?
Don’t forget, even in this war, the Blueprint Civilization’s vanguard fleet only had armed scientific research vessels, not even proper warships, yet they forced him to use every trick in the book to barely win.
And, among the Blueprint Civilization’s main fleet, even the smallest warships had combat power more than ten to a hundred times greater than armed scientific research vessels!
With such a powerful fleet, even with his special ability to control Clones, he really had no confidence in confronting them.
He only had 400 years of development time left.
It’s just...
"I have no choice. And I don’t want to choose any other options. If you Bluetook Civilization want to plunder the resources of the Solar System, you’ll have to get past me first."
Tom made up his mind.
Whenever he encountered great difficulties in the past, there was always a thought supporting Tom: perhaps the human world just encountered a small accident, and they would come to pick him up after a while?
Perhaps at this stage, his human compatriots were still living well on Earth, and as long as he could find a way back, he could rejoin the human world?
Human Civilization was always Tom’s deepest and most solid reliance.
But now, that reliance was gone. This also made him understand that the only one he could rely on was himself.
So at this moment, Tom no longer had any hesitation, any indecision, or any confusion. His heart truly became strong.
"To confront the Bluetook Civilization, not a single bit of the next 400 years can be wasted; I must utilize it with all my might.
So... the first thing to do is to expand the number of consciousness connections!"
Over the years, while waiting for the probe to reach Earth, Tom had been doing his utmost to digest and absorb the knowledge and technology of the Bluetook Civilization that he could understand and utilize at his current stage.
One area Tom particularly valued was biotechnology.
The Lantu Ke were also carbon-based life forms. Although their body structures were completely different from humans, since they were both carbon-based life forms, there were bound to be some similarities.
Their biotechnology could also be adapted and used on humans after some modifications.
Thus, biotechnology made significant progress during these past few years.
Brand new gene modification protocols, culture medium formulations, and culture equipment manufacturing plans were on the verge of a final breakthrough!
For this purpose, Tom even mobilized over 100,000 Clones, fully dedicating them to the construction of a new Clone cultivation factory.
The newly built cultivation factory, including various supporting factories, covered a total area of over 50 square kilometers!
Its production capacity would reach 1.5 million Clones per year!
The reason for such a massive size and high production capacity was that, after years of absorbing and digesting the Bluetook Civilization’s biotechnology, Tom estimated that the quality of the newly cultivated Clones would be so high that his consciousness connection count would once again surge.
However, Tom didn’t yet know exactly how much it would increase.
At this moment, the "warehouse" or dormitory of the Clone cultivation factory was completely occupied.
A total of 6.3 million beds, with a Clone lying on each one.
These Clones, who could only "eat without working" and do nothing else, brought a huge burden to Tom’s logistics. But even so, Tom continued to produce Clones non-stop.
At this very moment, the total number of Clones under Tom’s command even exceeded 10 million! And his current maximum consciousness connection count was only 1.1 million.
But it didn’t matter; the latest small-scale cultivated Clones had finally been born.
Eagerly transferring his consciousness into the minds of these new-generation Clones, Tom immediately began the consciousness connection.
The connection count began to grow rapidly, eventually stabilizing at 4,981,137.
This new generation of Clones had a consciousness connection count that was more than four times higher than before!