As Yang Ming turned around, the Fierce Ghost Mecha charged to the edge of the cargo hold. After a few seconds of waiting, it grabbed the arm of the Red Demon Mecha that swooped upward, pulling both the Red Demon and 026 into the hold!
The cargo hold closed quickly.
But a large number of insects recklessly swarmed toward them, poised to envelop the Feinan spaceship directly.
Yang Ming took several deep breaths, red flashes surged on his forehead, and a fierce red light burst from his eyes.
A crimson shockwave erupted!
The insect swarm around the Feinan appeared to petrify, crashing into the ship’s protective shield one by one, forgetting to attack.
The Feinan’s engines accelerated.
This warship, which had been racing at high speed for a long time, was showing red lights all over its systems, but it had to maintain power now.
The Feinan broke through the encirclement of the insect swarm.
Two minutes later, the swarm regained its mobility and fiercely pursued the Feinan.
The Feinan forced a warp jump, temporarily disappearing from the encirclement of the Insect Race Vanguard.
When Yang Ming rushed back to the bridge, the Feinan was already in a half-dimmed state.
With its engines overheated, it needed to quietly float in this area of space for a while, absorbing thin matter ejected from nearby stars to refill its massively depleted fuel reserves.
Although the Feinan carried a lot of advanced technology, its capacity was, after all, limited, and the energy it used, in terms of density and nature, made no substantial breakthrough compared to the current main body of Galactic civilization.
Miss Hera was wrapped in a layer of tin foil, holding a cup of hot water, curled up on a corner sofa, and trembling all over.
026, with a team of maintenance robots, was in the cargo hold inspecting the equipment, preparing to face the next battle.
The insect swarm was unlikely to give up just like that.
The appearance of that gigantic Insect Race battleship also indicated the determination of these insects.
Lyu’s projection and several mechanical guards stood guard beside Hera; seeing Yang Ming approach, the mechanical guards saluted and quickly left.
Yang Ming asked in a heavy voice.
Hera shook her head wearily, frowning as she asked, "Have all my experimental data been preserved?"
"Yes," Lyu replied beside her, "it has all been preserved."
The two of them and the Intelligent Machine fell silent for a few seconds.
"Do you have any ideas?" Yang Ming asked. "Why the insects suddenly came for you."
"A few," Hera frowned, "I suspect they mistook me for a mutated queen."
Yang Ming and Lyu exchanged a glance, somewhat confused.
"In my two years of research, aided by the information support from Lyu, I’ve read a lot of literature about the Insect Race. The Insect Race’s civilization is completely different from human civilization.
"In comparison, humans pursue genetic stability.
"This might be the shackle set by human civilization in high-dimensional worlds, keeping human genes stable, so mutant individuals either can’t survive or can’t reproduce.
"But insects are completely different. They crave mutations, seek mutations, cultivate mutations, using their enormous numbers and unrestricted genes to explore evolution."
Hera sipped her hot water and whispered,
"My control experiments on insects likely alerted high-level Insect Race entities.
"A Mother Worm in human form?
"They may have such questions, which is the most reasonable explanation for the current situation."
Yang Ming was about to nod when the black box, which only he and Lyu could see, emitted the examiner’s laughter: "She speaks quite sensibly but has just missed the truth."
Yang Ming glanced at the black box and asked directly, "What is the truth?"
"Who are you talking to?" Hera asked curiously.
Lyu made a gesture for silence beside her.
The examiner’s head popped out of the black box.
This old fellow grasped the box’s edge with both hands, showing Yang Ming a kind smile.
"In light of your excellent performance... to be honest, you have surprised me, young Secondary Ancient God Life Form."
The examiner clicked his tongue in wonder:
"How many years have you been striving? Even with Lyu, you had no foundation, essentially starting from scratch, and yet you’ve put together such a powerful ragtag fleet in such a short time.
"Though you control the fleet by replacing humans with Intelligent Machines, this control is reasonable and guarantees incredibly efficient governance.
"Your trust in machines makes me feel a bit of admiration for you, you are a born leader, a leader of Intelligent Machines!"
"Examiner sir," Yang Ming said seriously, "perhaps we should first get through the current crisis."
"Of course, oh, look at me, such an excited emotion hasn’t appeared for many years."
The examiner cleared his throat and said seriously,
"This human female with shallow knowledge is quite right; these insects have come for her.
"I just accessed the data recorded by the Patroller, which observes every corner of the Milky Way.
"This group of insects has been breeding on the outer perimeter of the fourth arm of the Milky Way, where there are large areas undiscovered by contemporary Galactic humans. The swarm coming here is just a small detachment of this Space Worm Clan; there is no Insect Queen, only a high-level queen replica, a Fake Mother Insect.
"Insect Race Fake Mother Insects are derived from the metamorphosis of male insects, used to assist the Mother Worm in controlling overly large swarms.
"Simply put, there is a powerful Insect Empire there. They are preparing for elevation to a higher dimension, but the queen at the peak of the Fifth Rank needs a long time to evolve to the Sixth Rank."
He still didn’t get to the point.
Finally, after explaining for more than ten minutes how powerful this Quasi-Sixth Rank swarm was, the examiner got to Hera’s matter.