"In other words, we can't count on the Luili people to provide the materials anymore."
"Hmm."
In the Star Shuttle's cockpit, a group of people were discussing the aftermath of the attack.
"So what do we do now?"
"If we can't carry on with the plan, we're fighting a meaningless battle."
"Exactly. And the allied armies of those alien civilizations surely won't stop fighting if we stop building the Dyson Sphere."
"You're overthinking it. Don't forget about the Divine Artifact. Given the current situation, I too wouldn't retreat."
Shen Congfei picked up the conversation. They were currently stuck between a rock and a hard place.
The war against the alien civilizations must continue until one side emerges victorious.
But if they can't carry out the Dyson Sphere plan, then they've essentially already lost.
"We still have a chance. The Luili people probably haven't leaked the information yet, if we can find a solution."
