Brother, just how powerful is our family?

"The Beast of the Roar has been destroyed." His voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached everyone's ears. "This is not the end. This is the beginning. From this day forward, the Yanhuang civilization will never again be bullied by any enemy. From this day forward, the descendants of Yanhuang will no longer have to hide behind the defensive lines and passively take hits. From this day forward, this starry sky belongs to the Yanhuang civilization."

"For the sake of the Yanhuang civilization!"

He raised his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"For the Yanhuang civilization!" Thousands of people raised their hands and shouted this phrase at the same time in the square.

"For the Yanhuang civilization!" On the Yanhuang continent, hundreds of millions of people raised their hands at the same time.

"For the Yanhuang civilization!" In the solar system, hundreds of billions of people raised their hands simultaneously.

"For the Yanhuang civilization!" In all the node star systems, two hundred billion people raised their hands at the same time.

The sounds converge into a river, flowing through the starry sky, through time, and into the hearts of every Chinese person.

That was a declaration of victory, a proud shout, a promise to the future.

At the Kuiper Belt starport, the soldiers opened champagne.

Golden liquid gushed out, shimmering under the starlight.

They raised their glasses, clinked them together, and drank them down in one gulp.

Then they began to sing military songs.

That was the expeditionary fleet's anthem, composed by the soldiers themselves during the long voyage.

The lyrics are simple, and the melody is also simple, but every word was written with their lives.

"Six thousand light-years of journey, hundreds of millions of soldiers bravely faced the national crisis. The blue flag with a golden dragon never fell, as they fought bloody battles against the beasts and vanquished evil."

The song echoed through the starport, between the warships, and in the hearts of every soldier.

Some people cried while singing, while others laughed.

They remembered their comrades who had sacrificed their lives in battle, and their brothers who would never return.

But they knew that their comrades had not died in vain.

Their sacrifices brought about today's victory.

On Earth, in the ancient land of the Dragon Kingdom, on the Great Wall.

People ran along the ancient city wall, holding blue flags with gold dragons.

The flags fluttered in the wind, like golden dragons dancing in the air.

Someone flew a kite, which soared in the blue sky and white clouds, flying higher and higher, farther and farther.

"Look, how high that kite is flying!" a little girl shouted, pointing to the sky.

"It's going to fly up to the stars," her grandfather said with a smile.

"Fly to the stars?"

"Yes, fly to our fallen compatriots. Tell them we won."

The little girl nodded as if she understood, then continued to look at the kite.

The kite flew higher and higher, farther and farther, until it became a tiny dot and disappeared into the blue sky.

On the Yanhuang Continent, in the Universal University City, students held a grand parade.

Holding up banners, chanting slogans, and singing songs, they walked from one end of the campus to the other.

The slogans read "Blood debts must be repaid in blood," "Victory belongs to the Chinese people," and "The beasts are gone, civilization will live on forever."

They laughed, joked, and splashed confetti and ribbons at each other.

"Students!" a student shouted from the steps, holding a megaphone, "Tonight, everyone in the school cafeteria will get extra chicken legs!"

"Great!" the students cheered.

"Also, the principal said there won't be any room checks tonight!"

"Good!!!" The cheers grew even louder.

On every inhabited planet in the nodal galaxy, people celebrate their victory in their own ways.

Some people set up a stage in the square, some set up long tables on the street, and some lit a bonfire in the park.

They ate, drank, sang, danced, laughed, and cried.

At that moment, everyone forgot their troubles, their worries, and their past pain.

Because they knew that from today onwards, they were safe.

The worms will never bother them again.

Their children can grow up in a peaceful starry sky.

Their civilization could continue to develop in an environment free from external enemies.

The celebration lasted for three days and three nights.

The first day was a day of revelry. People released all the pent-up emotions of decades. They sang, danced, drank, ate, and laughed heartily. No one slept, no one rested. Because everyone knew that such a day was hard-won.

The next day was a day of remembrance. After the revelry, people began to calm down. They went into the memorial hall, came to the monument, laid flowers, and lit candles. They remembered their compatriots who had sacrificed their lives, and those who could never return. They prayed for the deceased and blessed the living.

The third day was for looking ahead. People began discussing the future. The Beasts had been wiped out; what was next? How would the territory of the Yanhuang civilization expand? How would stargate technology develop? How would genetic optimization be advanced? Two hundred billion descendants of Yanhuang, every single one of them was pondering these questions. Because they knew that victory was not the end, but a new beginning.

On the evening of the third day, Qin Feng delivered a brief speech at the administrative center.

He didn't stand in the square or face the crowd; he simply sat in his office, facing the camera, and calmly spoke a few words as if chatting with family.

"The Qilin Beast has been destroyed. This is a great victory for the Yanhuang civilization. But this is not the end. The universe is vast, and there are many enemies. We do not know what else is lurking in the darkness. But we know that no matter what is hidden, the descendants of Yanhuang will not back down. We will continue to develop, continue to grow stronger, and continue to explore. One day, we will reach the center of the Milky Way and the end of the universe. When we look back then, we will find that the Qilin Beast was merely a stepping stone on our journey."

"For the sake of the Yanhuang civilization."

He turned off the camera.

Outside the window, the sun was setting, and the golden afterglow shone on the Yanhuang continent, on the land he had created with his own hands.

Two hundred billion descendants of Yan and Huang live, work, study, and reproduce on this land.

They didn't know what challenges the future held. But Qin Feng did.

He received the report about the distress signal.

That signal, originating from within the main body of the Calamity Nest, was heading towards the center of the Milky Way.

It is spreading in higher dimensions, flying towards that unknown direction at a speed far exceeding the speed of light.

One day, it will arrive. Then, new enemies will appear.

But that day has not yet come. Before it arrives, the Yanhuang civilization still has time.

Time is the one thing that the Yanhuang civilization has never lacked.

Qin Feng stood up and walked to the window. He looked at the sunset outside, at the golden land, and at the celebrating crowd. Slowly, very slowly, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

It was the smile of a victor. It was also the smile of a warrior. He knew the war was far from over, but he was not afraid. Because he knew that the descendants of Yan and Huang were never afraid.

The sun set. Night fell. But the starry sky lit up.

In that starry sky, there are twelve black holes, silently rotating.

They are the graves of 4.5 billion people.

In that starry sky, there are hundreds of node galaxies, brightly lit.

They are the home of two hundred billion people.

In that vast expanse of space, a fleet is resting and regrouping. They are the sharpest swords of the Yanhuang civilization.