Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 353 The Destruction of the "Redemption Day"
"Attention all units, the final phase of Operation 'New Qin' has commenced. Repeat, the final phase of Operation 'New Qin' has commenced." The military governor's thought command was transmitted through the sophon to all participating ships and departments.

"Final verification of the four-dimensional spatial linear array deployment is complete. Coordinates are locked, and the stability threshold is set to the maximum value within the allowable range."

The science administrator reported that his thinking was mixed with satisfaction from technological success.

On the screen, the complex and deadly three-dimensional encirclement made of invisible "strings" was already in place, completely sealing off all possible maneuver vectors of the "Redemption Day".

"The orbital defense system enters silent monitoring mode to prevent any accidental interference."

"Intelligence analysis unit, prepare to monitor the information dissipation pattern of the 'Redemption Day' wreckage in real time."

"The recovery fleet shall stand by at a safe distance and depart immediately upon receiving orders."

One instruction after another was issued rapidly.

The power of the entire Trisolaran world was now focused on a small point between those three raging stars.

Samsung's gravitational entanglement point, Redemption Day
The slogan "Destroy the Trisolaran tyranny, and the world will belong to humanity!" instilled a false sense of courage and a determination to die in these desperate rebels.

Listener 1379 calmly observed its fellow creatures, then summoned two trusted confidants:
"A large number of government ships have appeared on the back of all three stars, forming an encirclement. I'm not sure what weapons they will use; it could be an overclocked hydrogen bomb or a super-oscillating cloud. In any case, it's unlikely they will use high-energy weapons like lasers, antimatter, or strong interaction force projectiles. Launch the last segment of neutrinos containing the truth towards the Trisolarans. The government cannot intercept neutrinos. In addition, once the enemy attack is detected, immediately send a warning towards the solar system. The warning has already been prepared, including intelligence that the Second Fleet travels at the speed of light. We must leak the warp drive technology."

Two trusted confidants quickly did just that.

It knew that this high morale needed to be guided, or it would soon be frozen by reality again.

Comrades, stay vigilant!

Its thought commands sounded again.

The Trisolaran government will not stand idly by while we consolidate our power. Technical team, make every effort to restore low-frequency gravitational wave communication with the Trisolaran surface resistance, even if it only transmits a few bytes! Intelligence team, immediately begin compressing and organizing all core data regarding the Fourth Red Coast Base, the solar system coordinates, and the Trisolaran government's dehydration deception policy.

It will turn its vow into action, and even if it cannot escape death in the end, it will make its death worthwhile, either by sending the spark back to its home planet or by shooting the secret into that beautiful blue world.

But shortly after it gave the order, it suddenly saw a glittering upturned corner outside the porthole.

Warp point.

The spacecraft crashed into this warped point.

"The Redemption Sun is made of upgraded strong interaction material... No way..."

The thought waves of Monitor 1379 lingered.

The perfectly smooth Redemption Day spaceship experienced a noticeable spatial misalignment at that moment.

"What's going on with the gravity readings?" The navigator stared at the chaotic readings, his thoughts momentarily halting.

Almost simultaneously, multiple sensor arrays on the spacecraft's hull completely disappeared.

The monitoring signal of a propulsion auxiliary unit at the stern of the ship disappeared completely without warning. Immediately afterwards, an armored area on the port side and a sensor array on the starboard side...

More and more sensors are becoming obsolete.

On the control panel, the operator's mind gradually filled with terror.

The explosion did not occur; instead, the entire spaceship structure, along with everything inside it, instantly lost all signal on the sensor network.

"what happened?!"

Is it a stealth attack?

"Why was there no warning?!"

The chaos inside the cabin suddenly reminded Listener 1379 of the four-dimensional space that the Lord had once discussed with him, as well as his four-dimensional divine sense, and he immediately realized something.

[Space... it is space itself that is cutting us! All messages, send them out immediately—] Its command failed to be completed.

In the central region of the Redemption Day, near the main engine room, a phenomenon occurred that could not be explained by the rules of three-dimensional space.

Under the watchful eyes of the two Trisolaran government sophons, the ship's hull structure in that area began to disintegrate, with the densely packed atomic nuclei and almost infinitely strong, highly interacting material beginning to flow, filament, and twist.

These super materials, which humanity has tried every means to overcome, were stretched into countless extremely thin lines that shimmered with an unnatural luster. These lines began to disintegrate and disperse the moment they were created.

Strong interaction materials, destroyed.

The effect of dimensional cutting is like ink dropped into water, spreading rapidly.

A Trisolaran was running when its upper body suddenly began to stretch into threads, like a melting wax figure, while its lower body maintained the momentum of running. Then, together they transformed into a bizarre mixture of chaotic organic and inorganic matter.

Another technician who attempted to urgently activate the neutrino emitter had his arm and the control panel "dissipate" into a fine, shimmering speck of dust the moment they touched it.

Death descended with absolute silence and precision upon every object that came into contact with the "strings" of the great net. The spaceship's structure, equipment, and the Trisolaran crew were all efficiently disintegrated at the dimensional boundary.

Monitor 1379 witnessed it all. It saw the bridge bulkhead begin to twist and flow like melting ice cream, and saw its comrades evaporate one by one in the most absurd and terrifying way.

It tried to rush toward the neutrino emitter that was already half-activated, attempting to send out the information before its final destruction.

But a four-dimensional line quietly swept across its body.

Monitor 1379 sensed a distinct disorientation; its mental membrane detected that one part of its body's perception was disappearing, while another part was still functioning. It saw its raised forelimbs transform into countless scattered, delicate silver threads, like dandelions being blown away.

Countless beautiful dandelions drifted under the gaze of three suns.

"Earth……"

This is its last complete thought process.

The next moment, its consciousness, along with its body which was being completely deconstructed by the lines of four-dimensional space, vanished completely.

In just a few seconds, the massive "Redemption Day" underwent a terrifying transformation from a complete warship into a huge, twisted, and self-dismantling wreckage. It was cut, pulled, and ground by invisible "strings," eventually becoming a slowly rotating ball of death threads floating in the three-star gravitational field, with occasional, unstable energy surging within it, emitting a dim light.

Three-Body Command Center
"Success."

The science administrator was not surprised by the scene.

On the main screen, the signal from the "Redemption Day" ship has been completely replaced by a chaotic cloud of energy representing disturbances in higher dimensions, and all life signals have disappeared.

"Recover the fleet and depart," the military governor ordered.

"Cancele the power supply to the four-dimensional space line, ensure the four-dimensional space line disappears before proceeding to the next step, scan the stability of the debris, and prioritize the search for information storage structures."

Dozens of uniquely designed recovery ships swooped down on the slowly disintegrating wreckage like vultures, releasing powerful electromagnetic fields in an attempt to stabilize the matter, which was in an unstable state in three and four dimensions, and then using sophisticated robotic arms to salvage it.

The salvage operation was fraught with difficulties, but all the Trisolarans involved showed great enthusiasm and anticipation.

One day later, all the wreckage was recovered.

Just as the information restoration and analysis work was about to begin, a figure that none of the Trisolarans had anticipated suddenly appeared in the hall.

"Führer!"

The Trisolaran leader remained frozen in the horrified expression before dehydration, reduced to a thin sheet of skin, which floated down before everyone's eyes.

On his chest was an extremely light, one-atom-mass teleportation 'cash on delivery order'.

"Quick, water, get water!" The scientific administrator's thought wave was like a ladle of ice water, instantly splashing onto everyone present.

(End of this chapter)