parentshiftbook Chapter 697 News
Chapter 697 News
As if he had just completed a simple cleaning, Daryl continued his descent without a care in the world.
He swept across the rolling sea of clouds and finally came to rest in the sky above the center of the planet's largest continent.
From his vantage point, the entire continent was laid out before him.
The gray-white city cluster stretches for thousands of kilometers, with transportation tracks running through it like veins in a leaf. Ornamental plants transplanted from the mother planet line the streets, and everything appears orderly.
"This is the most prosperous region on this planet..."
Thinking this, Daryl slowly opened his chest cavity vertically, and power surged from the depths of his core.
With his elemental nature, he quickly found the elemental network of the planet and resonated with it.
As a result, the entire planet's atmosphere began to vibrate simultaneously.
The entire atmosphere of the planet was transformed into a loudspeaker.
From the equator to the poles, from administrative cities to remote outposts, his voice resounded in every corner.
"Nice to meet you, sir."
That was the standard, almost perfect, common language of the tentacle tree.
The grammar was precise, the vocabulary elegant, and even the honorifics at the beginning of sentences were flawless, making it as polite as giving a speech at a high-class banquet.
"I have come to accept your country's submission, following my master's command."
"You all have the right to refuse; the master never forces any civilization to submit."
Daryl paused slightly, the fangs along the edge of his chest gleaming in the sunlight, almost as if he were smiling. "But please allow me to explain the consequences of refusal..."
His tone remained calm throughout, as if he were simply reading a routine report.
"Your civilization's main fleet has been completely annihilated. The number of ships confirmed to have been destroyed in this war is in the trillions." "The border fleet was destroyed in the initial contact, and the elite main force was destroyed in this battle. The ultimate weapon array in outer space is being gradually eliminated by our units and is expected to be completely rendered incapable of counterattack in the subsequent combat cycles."
"And the orbital defense system above your heads..."
"I personally deactivated it half a minute ago."
At this point, Daryl lowered his head slightly, looking down at the continent beneath his feet.
"Your technology system has been completely analyzed by us and can no longer pose a substantial threat."
"Therefore, the consequence of refusing to submit is that I will continue to push forward until there is no life form on this planet that dares to resist." Panic had already spread across the Earth's surface since the elemental shockwave created by Daryl swept across the globe.
Especially after understanding what Daryl said, the entire planet's society almost collapsed on the spot.
It should be noted that because the border troops had suffered heavy losses, and the Supreme Council at the time was quite confident, they did not deliberately conceal the news of the invaders.
However, to reduce panic, the results of the subsequent battle were not released.
Therefore, most citizens of the Tentacle Tree Civilization were still focused on the fact that a hostile civilization had invaded, and never imagined that such an outcome would occur. The streets were filled with fleeing figures, the railway tracks came to an abrupt halt, and the entrances to the shelters were crowded with huddled and trembling tentacle trees.
The military responded immediately to Daryl's "advice".
Both military airfields simultaneously entered combat status, and hundreds of atmospheric combat fighter jets roared into the sky.
Various missile launchers were deployed urgently at city street corners, and vertical launch silos were also opened one after another.
As the order was given, a large number of missiles shot into the sky, trailing plumes of fire.
The fighter jets that had been closing in opened fire first, and blue-white energy beams and missile torrents hit Daryl simultaneously, with explosions and flames continuously bursting from his chest and shoulders.
Unfortunately, just like before, no attack could leave a mark on his body.
Daryl didn't even attempt to retaliate; he simply hovered there calmly, as if the surrounding fighter jets were merely buzzing flies. Molten and solidified fragments from the missile explosions rained down from the sky like a metallic storm.
Suddenly, a fighter jet broke away from the formation.
It accelerated wildly, the engine thrust was forcibly pulled to the limit by the pilot, and a piercing shriek came from the air.
The terrifying pressure from Daryl caused the pilot to completely break down.
He wanted to crash into it, to use a suicidal attack to inflict even the slightest damage.
Daryl finally made a move in response to this attack.
He merely shifted his body slightly, allowing the fighter jet to glide past his shoulder.
The out-of-control fighter jet tumbled and crashed into the sea, but the pilot managed to eject successfully at the last moment.
Daryl, seeing this, made no attempt to pursue, because he had no intention of killing anyone.
The master said so.
The purpose of conquering this plane is to acquire resources, knowledge, and intelligent beings.
It's not about burning all the planets into glass.
Therefore, a moderate level of fear is beneficial to rule.
But a slave who is utterly desperate will lose his or her value.
Finally, the fighter squadron ceased its attack.
As their ammunition ran out, the pilots finally realized... that what they were facing was simply unbeatable!
The group of aircraft circled once in the air before returning to base simultaneously.
Top floor of the administration tower.
The colonial governor was gripping the emergency communication terminal tightly.
Nutrient solution seeped out continuously from the cracks in the bark, a sign of extreme fear.
He looked up at the black giant in the sky, then looked down at the order that had just been sent by the Supreme Command.
[Hold on and await reinforcements]
The governor was silent for a few seconds, then cursed:
"Waiting for reinforcements? What reinforcements are we waiting for? There's no reinforcements at all!"
He abruptly looked up at his secretary beside him: "Sign surrender, immediately!"
"Notify the airport to send the surrender agreement using universal optical code."
Soon, a small business jet took off from the top of the administration tower.
Beneath the fuselage, black signal lights flashed continuously; these were the surrender codes commonly used by the Tentacle Tree Civilization.
It circled Daryl three times before beginning to transmit the governor's surrender agreement verbatim using the standard signals of the Tentacle Tree Civilization.
Daryl watched quietly, his chest opening slightly wider, the curve more pronounced than before:
"A wise choice."
This time, he didn't rely on atmospheric resonance; he simply emitted a sound, yet it still transmitted clearly to all the sensors on the business jet. He then raised his hand and gently patted his chest.
At the same time, two communications were simultaneously transmitted through the Daobing system channel.
Ashleigh and Emerson reported that the inner planet had surrendered and both colonies were now under their control.
Immediately afterwards, Everett's communication with Perry was also connected to the channel.
The outer satellite encountered no resistance, but... a special situation arose.
Daryl's chest cavity opened and closed slightly.
The inner planets fell faster than he had anticipated, but considering he had already dealt with the strongest main colony, it was to be expected. As for the outer moons…
Recalling the intelligence in the message, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
"Further confirmation is needed. If the information is true, it must be reported to the master immediately!"
In the vacuum of space, Jemin remained seated cross-legged.
In front of him, large ripples of space were spreading outwards.
One after another, spatial jump windows opened, densely packed, almost covering the entire starry sky.
One by one, warships were slowly emerging from the jump windows.
Clearly, Jemin's decision to disperse the Black Giant Legion led the Tentacle Tree Civilization's leadership to believe they had seized an opportunity, prompting them to immediately abandon their original troop deployment plan and mobilize a fleet.
With just a glance, Jemin could tell that most of these were old ships that had been hastily refurbished.
The ship's hull is crudely made and its paint and numbering are messy, clearly indicating that it was a product of private construction by those colonial shipyards.
Although the quantity far exceeded that of the previous event, the quality... was clearly much worse.
Jemin shook his head slightly.
He prepared to activate the space distortion. With a single thought, he could shred these warships, along with their spatial windows, into pieces, even with such crude space jumps.
But halfway up his arm, Jemin suddenly stopped.
He thought about it and felt it was a bit wasteful.
Although the quality of these warships was average, their numbers were considerable, and their material and energy content was not bad.
"It's still a lot of material and energy, so let's just make use of it." Jemin changed his mind.
As his will fluctuated, a blue light slowly rose from behind him.
The nest's enormous gelatinous body was fully displayed in space, like a blue sky curtain covering the sea of stars.
Today, its size is so large that it needs to be measured in "thousands of kilometers," and it blocked out a large area of starlight as soon as it appeared.
"Get them under control."
Jemin casually pointed to the fleet ahead.
"They are all your new nourishment."
A wave of pleasure immediately washed over the surface of the nest; it enjoyed the job.
An invisible wave of information emanated from its body. When the wave swept across the fleet, there was no energy reaction, yet the fleet instantly descended into chaos. All the operators inside the warships were horrified to discover that their controls malfunctioned the moment they jumped over.
Immediately afterwards, the entire warship's engines stopped, the weapon systems went offline, and the navigation screen displayed garbled characters before going completely black.
Even the bridge lights went out, and darkness quickly engulfed the entire fleet.
Eventually, the life support system stopped functioning, and the gas supply cycle gradually ceased.
The crew members began frantically tapping the control panel with their tentacles in a panic, trying to manually activate the emergency oxygen supply.
However, apart from a few facilities that rely entirely on mechanical linkages, all the remaining facilities have failed!
Despair began to spread inside the ship.
The lair had already slowly swum towards the warship closest to it, hundreds of thick tentacles extending simultaneously to entangle and shrink it. The warship's hull began to disintegrate, from armor to skeleton to internal structure, layer by layer transforming into a torrent of information, which was slowly absorbed by the lair. The entire process was remarkably efficient.
Jemin did not continue watching.
The Nest does this kind of thing more professionally than him, after all, it is essentially an information life form.
The technology systems of these warships had already been thoroughly analyzed by it when it devoured the wreckage.
Controlling them is no different for the nest than pressing a switch.
Just then, a communication signal suddenly entered the spiritual sea through the incense and deity system.
That was from a squad of Black Giants that had been sent to a remote star sector.
Reporting level: Special discovery.
Jemin blinked all three of his eyes slightly at the same time.
"Oh?" He chuckled softly.
"A special discovery...?"
"That's worth going to see for yourself."