Those who reincarnate must die.

After reviewing the battle situation over the past two months and understanding the current state of humanity, Zhang Lang put down the report in his hand.

All the generals in the command room tensed up, wondering what their superior would say.

"Not bad." Zhang Lang nodded approvingly. "Better than I expected."

What? Not bad?

The crowd could hardly believe their ears.

Under Zhang Lang's command, humanity captured ten star systems, but has now lost four in two months. Is this a good outcome?

"Commander..." Katarina said, enduring the pain, "If you have any complaints, just say so. We are prepared for that."

Normally, given her severe injuries, she should have spent a night in the treatment pod to recover. However, now that the commander has returned and is holding his first meeting, she, as his adjutant, doesn't want to be absent. After all, she has been in charge of command during this period, and all responsibility should fall on her shoulders!

Therefore, after receiving only basic treatment and confirming that it would not endanger her life, she attended the meeting despite her injuries.

"I'm not being sarcastic or cynical," Zhang Lang laughed. "You really are quite good."

"To be honest, I should have returned after you completed your plan, but a small mishap occurred along the way, and I was trapped for two months. I had already prepared for the worst, that humanity might have been driven to the Red Manco system, leaving only one stronghold. But I never expected that you would actually preserve six star systems! Even in the four star systems that were lost, our troops are still putting up a resistance. This far exceeded my expectations."

Sensing the sincerity in Zhang Lang's tone, the generals exchanged bewildered glances. Did the commander-in-chief really not intend to blame them?

Zhang Lang looked at the badge; there were still fourteen days left.

"Alright, now that I'm back, we'll take back those four lost star systems!" Zhang Lang estimated the time needed: "Within ten days!"

"Ten days?" Everyone was taken aback. "How are we supposed to do that?"

"Excuse my bluntness..." Katarina finally spoke on behalf of humanity: "The six star systems that humanity still controls are all under attack from alien races. We have only been able to defend until now by relying on our home-field advantage, blocking star routes, and curbing the alien races' troop transport efficiency. I'm afraid we don't have enough troops to conquer new star systems."

Zhang Lang shook his head: "No need for extra troops. Notify the human forces still resisting in those four star systems, and tell them that when the sun dims, that's when they can reclaim their planets!"

"The sun is dim?" The generals looked at each other, wondering what the hidden meaning was in those words... But when they were about to ask for details, they found that Zhang Lang was no longer there.

The commander has left again?

Everyone looked at Katarina; with Zhang Lang absent, she was the highest-ranking officer.

"Remember why things went so smoothly for us in the beginning?" Katarina looked at the empty head seat, forcing a smile despite the pain. "Don't worry about how absurd the commander's orders are, just execute them!"

The Carban Galaxy is the third galaxy that humanity has conquered.

Before the arrival of humans, there were three factions vying for control of this galaxy, which speaks volumes about its abundant resources.

With Zhang Lang's disappearance, humanity also failed to preserve this rich star system, quickly being driven out by the returning Bloodlust, Cyber, and Ethereal races. However, before humanity could be completely defeated, the three races clashed again over the ownership of the planet. It was thanks to their infighting that the remnants of humanity managed to survive on the moon of Blue Eye, the largest planet in the Carban star system.

Blue Eyes is a giant gas planet, completely unsuitable for any life. Its dozen or so moons are also cold and barren, consisting mostly of rocks or large ice balls, except for a pitiful amount of minerals.

The planet was practically worthless, and other forces had little incentive to fight over it, which allowed the last human forces to take root there and eke out a living.

"Major, what kind of bullshit notice did headquarters send out?"

Inside the base, a burly lieutenant cursed, "When the sun is dim, you want to retake the planet? We only have three squadrons at most. Forget about retaking the planet, if those three powers are free, any one of them could easily stuff us into the storm of Blue Eye Star. How can we possibly launch a counterattack?"

The officer he addressed as Major was tall and thin. He looked at the order and pondered for a few seconds, then frowned and said, "I'm more curious about this prerequisite... The sun is dim? Under what circumstances would the sun dim? And what does this have to do with our counterattack?"

"What's there to think about?" the lieutenant scoffed. "All that mystical talk, just trying to fool people!"

"No!" The major shook his head. "According to headquarters, Commander-in-Chief Major General Zhang Lang has returned. He's a genius! He previously achieved tremendous results with a plan that was less than a page long. Now that he's back, there must be something else going on with this order!"

Just as the two were arguing, a commotion suddenly broke out outside. The lieutenant walked out of the command room and saw a soldier running towards the outside of the base.

"What's wrong?" the lieutenant stopped him.

Upon recognizing his superior, the soldier immediately saluted and reported, "Report! The brothers on duty outside have sent back information that the sun is flickering and dimming, which may indicate a large solar storm. They've asked us to come and help with the base's defenses."

On this planet without atmospheric protection, solar storms have a huge impact on electronic equipment. Maintenance and protection are basically routine work. The soldiers are experienced and will take action spontaneously as soon as they notice anything amiss, without even reporting to their superiors.

Normally, this wouldn't be anything to worry about. But this time, upon receiving the order from headquarters, the lieutenant's face showed surprise, and he turned to look at the colonel.

The colonel had already pulled up the footage, zoomed in for a close-up of the sun, and the light was indeed flickering, and with each flicker, it would dim a little...

"Something's not right!" The colonel frowned. "Abnormal light anomalies are indeed a precursor to solar storms, but the frequency and amplitude are too high, and it's constantly dimming... Could it be..."

At this moment, a man is suspended in front of the constantly flashing sun in the Kaban Galaxy.

Compared to the enormous star, a mere human being was utterly insignificant, his figure completely swallowed up by the dazzling light.

But if someone were to observe closely up close, they would discover that the star's flickering frequency is closely related to this man!

With each flash, a surge of energy erupts and is absorbed into the man's body. This energy, "consumed" by him, cannot radiate outwards, making the sun appear dimmer than usual from the planetary perspective…