You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"I guess either there are prerequisites for destroying the fire, or it takes a certain amount of time. Time... No way."

Yuki's eyes slowly widened, and he suddenly thought of the greatest function of the 'Spark', which was to maintain the Wall of Sighs.

If a player destroys the fire and cannot return immediately, the walls will become useless and the swarm of insects will pour in from all directions, which will be a lot of fun.

Include important conjectures and discuss them with Rihe when you have time.

Yuki stopped thinking. He didn't even know what the fire looked like. It was just a guess.

Eat one bite at a time. The primary goal now is to ensure that humans survive after the Zerg goes into a frenzy, and then leave space for Johnny Silverhand to control the central database. Finding the fire means having the right to choose.

Then Denise will seize the time to get all the human players to sign a contract and unite completely.

"As I expected, once the easy path was blocked by me, the Zerg had no other choice."

As a special player, Yuki finally had a certain right to know about the battlefield. Reports of requests for help from all over the country poured into the database like snowflakes, and were then marked on the strategic map.

This holographic map was very strange, depicting only the battle situation at the edge of the basin. He had seen Chris's information terminal, and it contained the same content as his.

It's as if the top brass is deliberately concealing the overall battle situation, and the soldiers only need to know the specific mission objectives.

"From probing to an all-out attack."

According to Chris, this is the Zerg completing the mass production of wormhole worms, just like an assembly line, sending them into the battlefield in batches.

The water pipes start to leak, and every break must be completely blocked, because if you don't care, the break will get bigger and bigger and eventually become a burst.

Tip 6: Time is precious to any player.

This tip has at least put pressure on the players on the human side.

"All the troops are now exhausted. Everyone has limited energy and it won't be long before it is used up." Chris, who came to deliver intelligence, sounded anxious.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Well, a little, but it's okay. We've survived so many disasters, the commander-in-chief must have a solution!"

There is a hint of confidence amidst anxiety, and they are very good at comforting themselves. Almost all members of the defense force have a similar mentality.

Yuki's heart moved, and he asked, "Do you have a global map? The kind that includes all the battlefields?"

"I don't have enough authority. That requires the rank of Brigadier General or above." Speaking of 'Brigadier General', the girl sighed quietly.

Only the brigadier general can know all the battle situations. For example, Chris is responsible for dealing with the wormhole, so there are only peripheral contents. I remember that the information said that the "bat dragon worm" will attack from the air.

Yuuki sensed something was wrong, as he had only been dealing with wormholes for the past ten days.

Protect military morale? Or fragment intelligence?

Chris didn't realize that her casual words had caused Yuki to think so much, so she secretly glanced at him and asked, "How did your last meeting with Ms. Smile and the others go?"

Yuuki already knew that the fungal blanket had a detection function. The principle seemed to be that the swarm had collected the DNA of the humans on this planet and could accurately locate them. In other words, only players could leave the basin.

"It's settled. It seems there's no need to investigate what the higher-ups' specific plans are now."

"Let me explain this to you."

An old man in the same black military uniform, with silver hair and a hunched back, appeared at the door. His chest was covered with medals, and his blue eyes were not cloudy, but as sharp as a knife.

"Your Excellency the Admiral."

Chris quickly stood at attention and saluted, and Yuki also stood up. This man looked like he was about to die, but there was a faint sense of oppression.

Reingold smiled kindly, waved his hand to tell the two of them to relax, and pulled the swivel chair by the door over for them to sit down.

"Mr. Yuki, the General Staff has formulated the 'Sentinel Plan' to address the current situation. Here is the plan, please review it."

The admiral was very polite and handed over the storage device. Yuki bent down to take it, and after activating it, a projection was emitted. The scarlet word "Top Secret" at the beginning made him frown.

The plan is simple. Wormholes have no regular pattern. If we try to plug the holes every time they appear, the defense forces will be exhausted. It would be better to set up an exploration array outside the wall to serve as an early warning.

If we could find out where the Zerg swarm is digging holes and gather troops to block them from the inside, the Zerg swarm's intelligence would be such that after being completely wiped out a few times, they would stop and would be much quieter before evolving new Zerg.

But it is easier said than done. To set up the exploration array, one must first go outside the wall, and the fungal carpet has covered every inch of space outside the wall. Anyone who runs out will be discovered immediately.

"This is a plan tailor-made for players. No wonder they're trying so hard to support me. NPCs want to rebel against Tian Gang, so it's very difficult for players to take risks."

Yuki closed his eyes and thought for a moment. The key to this plan was secrecy. If the swarm noticed it, it would not be difficult to eradicate the exploration array.

"This is very dangerous. The Wall of Sighs is an average of one thousand meters high, making it difficult to enter or exit. Once discovered by the insect swarm, even the strongest person will be overwhelmed."

"I know, but the General Staff never sets up suicide plans." The Admiral fished out another storage device and held it between his fingers. "When the Wall of Sighs was formed, in addition to the Unbreakable Fortress, we also reserved access routes to prevent situations like today where we're trapped in an isolated city."

After he finished speaking, Yuki narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, no wonder I was treated so highly. If the Zerg succeeded, I'm afraid they would take away more than just this one top-secret plan.

Knowing the color of the defense army's underwear, the Zerg has ten thousand ways to destroy humanity.

Chris was a little at a loss. How could she have access to top secret information? Was there really no need to avoid it?

"Mr. Yuki, we don't have much time. The remaining troops of the Undying Fortress have reached the warning line." The admiral didn't even look at Chris, his attention was all on Yuki.

The plan can only be carried out by the foreign reinforcements these days. For the people of Emerald Star, even if they take a breath or drop a hair, the DNA characteristics will trigger the early warning function of the fungal blanket.

"Why not let a machine do it?" Yuki is not so easily fooled.

"Because of the existence of electronic bugs, you have been here for so long, but you probably haven't seen any unmanned combat machines."

That's true. With the defense force's technology, it's not a problem to build some drones, and the population won't be depleted. Besides, the central database is also one-way transmission, and they are very afraid of electronic bugs.

Yuki didn't know that the 'Omnic Rebellion' had caused humanity to lose half of its land, so he asked, "Where's the air force deploying?"

"The sky is under strict surveillance. Otherwise, why do you think the command is invisible? Why do the Goshawks only dare to fly below two thousand meters? Anyone who reveals himself will be attacked."

What's the difference between this and being in prison for humans? The Wall of Sighs is more like a cage, locking humans in it and letting them passively take beatings.

Reality cannot be formed in a few days. Yuki can't think of a solution, and there is no need to think about it. This may be the stage set by the reincarnation game for players.

"So, we have no choice but to do it?"

"Yes, you helped humanity through a difficult time once, and now you need to help us through a second time."

You guys have so many difficulties. I've only rested for less than two days.

He glanced at Chris, whose face was full of anticipation, and thought seriously for a while. In order to achieve the set goal, he had to help, but he couldn't do it for nothing.

"If you want them to help, there must be enough benefits."

Reingol had expected him to say this, and he also knew that the things in the military merit exchange system were not enough to satisfy the reinforcements' appetite.

"After the operation is successful, the defense forces will perform psychic warrior surgery on those who are qualified. How about that?"

"What did you say?" Yuki was shocked. This was a huge investment. The psychic warriors were the backbone of this copy. Equipped with the Reaper Mech, they were almost at the level of Transcendent II or Transcendent III.

He didn't have the specific data now, but he could see that psychic warriors were some kind of superpowers. Some of them used energy to stimulate their bodies, thereby gaining superhuman physiques. The more powerful ones also had various special abilities.

"Can this really be done? There won't be a high mortality rate, will there?"

"Don't worry. This operation is very dangerous for us, but according to the records, no reinforcements died, and they were full of joy of a good harvest." The admiral took out a document from his arms, and it seemed that he had been prepared.

"This is a surveillance report from another batch of reinforcements after they underwent surgery many years ago. You should be able to tell the difference."

Yuuki glanced at it and snatched the holographic tablet without a word. There was a word in the report that the natives could not fabricate no matter what:

Bloodline skills.

.......

Successful.

Reingold was left alone in the room, while Yuuki had already run out excitedly to discuss things, and he had no intention of mocking the other party's greed.

It is always better to ask for something than to ask for nothing. Anyway, there are not many chips left.

The admiral pounded his lower back, walked out slowly, entered the elevator, passed the identity verification, and went up from Area D to the top of the command headquarters.

This is actually the bridge, which is the smallest area and has large windows through which you can see the vast sea of ​​clouds and the dilapidated deck.

A large number of psychic warriors wearing heavy power armor were guarding with guns. Their armor was far more gorgeous than Chris's, and they were taller. There was a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps, and they were lined up along the corridor.

After several rounds of instrument inspections, Admiral Reingold finally walked into the deepest part of Area A. The heavy protective door opened, revealing a windowless room.

Lights flashed on both sides, showing hundreds of scenes, including a fierce battle for the wormhole in the mountains, the interweaving of hundreds of monsters and fighter planes in the sky, and assassination bugs that were thrown into the wall like catapults and then exploded.

The war is far more than just the beacon fires on the wall. From the sky to the ground, there are battlefields everywhere. The army is mobilized more frequently than Yuki imagined. It’s just that people without sufficient authority have no idea how bad the situation is.

In the middle of the hall was an iron throne, on which sat a tall figure with gray hair, a square face, and a majestic appearance that commanded loyalty at first sight.

There is a door behind him, and no one knows where it leads to. There are only densely packed pipes connected to the door, leading to all directions.

"Commander-in-chief, they agreed to carry out the plan." The general saluted, and his hunched back suddenly straightened.

"Well done, Reingold." The man's voice was deep, full of fatigue and authority. He raised his hand to stop the admiral from speaking with concern. "This general bug Laplande can't kill me yet, but I didn't expect it to act as bait."

"There are only three recorded general insects left. This is truly a great victory."

"A meaningless victory. Isn't humanity just marching from victory to victory, ultimately leading to destruction?" The commander-in-chief wasn't particularly excited. He sat upright, a wry smile on his face.

"It is precisely because of these continuous victories that those alien visitors have gone from supporting roles to protagonists. History has taught me that only by making the final decision can we win a way out."

"The Spark Project has essentially failed. We are no match for those monsters in a war of attrition. Even if the Spark prevents them from fighting to sustain themselves, we will be destroyed before it breaks apart and consumes itself."

Hearing this, Reingold's expression darkened. Humans had indeed struggled desperately and carried out hundreds of plans, but the result was that the Zerg evolved faster and faster, growing from ants to opponents, and then from opponents to crushing them.

The Sentinel Project is actually meaningless. Within ten days, the Zerg will find a solution, and then another desperate wave of evolution will come.

Countering each move with another will not solve the problem. If you want to win, there is only one way -

"Get rid of the most core bug and make the bug swarm lose the ability to evolve and split. Only in this way can we gain a glimmer of hope." The commander-in-chief seemed to be roaring. It was difficult for him too.

The goal is to find the king of the Zerg and kill it in a desperate counterattack, but the Zerg has long been prepared for decapitation, so the only ones who can go looking for it are players.

But players will not die in vain. If the real purpose is told, no one will go there, so bait has to be thrown out.

"Excuse me for being blunt, but this is almost impossible. Those reinforcements are very smart and we might end up making things worse." The admiral shook his head repeatedly. If he used conspiracy or trickery, he might end up turning against his enemies.

"Reingol, I know them. They're incredibly cautious and greedy. Once they're out of control, they'll definitely cause trouble for the bugs." The commander-in-chief laughed, tugged at his wound, and began coughing again.

"Even if they see through me, the worst that can happen is a showdown. These people have to accomplish a certain goal before they can leave. Given the current situation, they'll definitely understand."

Look at these surveillance cameras. You have to understand them even if you don’t understand them, unless we all die together.

"But we've executed this plan several times. We came closest to success last time, but the traitor ultimately triumphed over the hero." Reingold's fingertips trembled slightly as he thought of the painful past.

"Back then, the defense forces were far more powerful than they are now, yet we were still defeated. Perhaps that was when Suweimendi's faith wavered and he became a puppet."

Talking about the betrayal of their old comrades, both of them felt a little sad. These past events, which the younger ones like Chris knew nothing about, were top secret, as one of the prerequisites for becoming a puppet worm was the shaking of faith.

The defense forces tried to fight back, return to the stars, dissect the aliens, abandon all morality, and take all means, but the result remains the same:

Endless swarms of insects, boundless despair.

"Su Wei was defeated by despair, but I will not." The commander-in-chief stood up, his height of over two meters imbued with an oppressive presence. "I will be like a moth drawn to a flame, letting this body burn until the very end, either consuming the insect swarm or consuming humanity."

This is a kind of hysterical obsession, but without this obsession, the general who knows how bad the current situation is would have become a puppet insect long ago. The news is strictly blocked, and it is not just the players who are targeted.

"You're still as passionate as you were in your youth. No wonder you became the commander-in-chief." Reingold couldn't help but smile, like a cunning fox. "But this isn't easy. We have to calculate those alien visitors, we have to play games with the Zerg, and we have to find a way out in case of failure. Of course, all of this is my job."

"This time it's easier. We don't need to look for a way out. If we fail again, we will lose all our gambling chips." The commander-in-chief clenched his fists like a gambler who has lost all his money.

Have we finally reached this point?

The admiral didn't say anything. He glanced at the portraits hanging on the walls of the hall. There were both men and women, and the common point was their determined eyes.

The central database's backup plan is almost exhausted. After calculation, the critical point of the wall breaking will arrive within two months, which is still the best case scenario.

But it's easier said than done. Not to mention the Zerg, even the reinforcements have ulterior motives.

"The central database has been hacked. It must have been done by that Silver Hand. Those aliens think we don't know."

"Can it be cleared?"

"Okay, but the power will be shut down for ten days, which will undoubtedly make the situation worse. Do you dare to give this order?" The admiral shook his head.

As for shutting down for ten days, it is simply impossible. This will stop the "Sentinel Plan" and make the command headquarters lose the ability to command the entire battlefield. What's worse is that it will break off relations with the reinforcements.

For the final solution, the power of aliens is indispensable.

"The gambling begins now. Don't worry, they are not a monolithic group. It won't be easy to break through number 0. Just keep it, and let's pretend we know nothing."

"We can ignore that Silver Hand, but what about Sky Island Yuki? Why don't you go and confirm his identity?" The Admiral's voice suddenly became fierce, questioning, "Have you forgotten why we failed last time?"

A man with an honest face played tricks on everyone. The commander-in-chief still remembers the contemptuous look in his eyes when he left the world. Everyone was deceived by him and became a pawn like a clown.

He was clearly a guardian, yet he did something unforgivable:

He single-handedly killed the previous commander-in-chief, causing the Fire Chaser Project to fail. The defense forces were forced to block all information and even resorted to brainwashing.

"Times have changed. I don't have the time to adjust. Besides, that person is a guardian, but he has done things that even the lurkers dare not think of." The commander-in-chief clenched his fists, with a hatred that wanted to eat his flesh alive.