Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"Zizi-"

In front of the mothership's control console, the virtual image of the little card sprite flickered with blue light, and countless data streams flew across the screen.

With the final command input, the indicator lights on all eight Karen Star warships simultaneously turned from red to green, signifying that control had been completely transferred.

"Commander, the quantum computers of all eight warships have been erased and replaced with our core programs. They now only obey your commands."

Little Card Elf's voice carried a hint of mechanical excitement.

Since being controlled by Meng Chuan, Little Card Elf has become increasingly able to simulate real human emotions.

Meng Chuan hovered in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over the eight warships that were slowly adjusting their postures, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

These eight warships will be a vital force for Earth's future defense against extraterrestrial threats, and their loss is absolutely unacceptable.

Meanwhile, Locke's twelve warships were on high alert.

All the pulse gun muzzles of the warships were aimed at the Green Gang disciples below, and most of the main guns on each warship were locked onto the distant Earth.

Some have even locked onto Mars.

Once any unusual activity is detected in Meng Chuan's mothership's main gun, he will risk his life to drag Earth and Mars down with him.

But it was clear that Locke was more afraid of dying.

On one of the warships, Locke stood at the porthole.

Only he knew that beneath the silver-white mecha, his hands were clenched tightly.

My heart was in my throat.

He was too worried that Meng Chuan would break his promise.

"Attention all warships! Maintain Level 1 combat readiness! Main guns charged to 80% capacity! Firing immediately upon detection of any anomalies!"

Locke's voice was transmitted to every warship via communicator, his tone filled with tension and resentment.

Looking at the eight warships that Meng Chuan had seized, his heart felt like it was bleeding.

He brought twenty warships with him on this expedition, but now only twelve remain.

Of the 50,000 men, only slightly more than 30,000 survived and returned to the warship.

In other words, nearly 20,000 people were left behind on Mars forever.

What was supposed to be an easy plunder turned into a crushing defeat.

This outcome made Locke want to rush down and tear Meng Chuan to pieces immediately.

But he dared not.

He had already witnessed Meng Chuan's ruthlessness; that man was willing to gamble even on mutual destruction, a gamble he couldn't afford to take.

He was reluctant to give up the four-star general title he had earned through a century of fighting, as well as the wealth and glory of Karen Star.

"Goodbye, Locke. If you're not satisfied, feel free to come back and fight again next time."

Meng Chuan, who was hovering in mid-air, suddenly shouted at the warship high in the sky.

Meng Chuan was confident that Locke could hear his voice.

"Of course, I hope you can bring more warships next time, because eight warships won't be enough for me next time."

Meng Chuan added, in a way that was infuriating.

Although Locke did not respond, Meng Chuan could imagine how angry Locke must be.

Soon, the twelve warships slowly rose into the air.

As agreed with Meng Chuan, they changed direction and flew towards the depths of space, far from Earth.

"Great! We won! We won!"

They saw all the warships begin to withdraw.

The Green Gang disciples below immediately erupted in a deafening cheer.

They brandished their energy blades, embraced each other, and celebrated their hard-won victory.

People on Earth, watching the live stream, also went wild with excitement.

On the streets, people raised their arms and shouted the name "Meng Chuan".

Excited cheers came from the windows of every household.

This war not only saved Earth, but also captured eight alien warships.

This is undoubtedly an immense fortune for humankind.

"My son, he did it!"

Meng Chuan's parents sat in front of the television, weeping with joy, and holding each other's hands tightly.

Liu Qian and Chen Yiyi also hugged each other, their eyes filled with tears.

They were as excited as they had been worried before.

Their tears were not so much for victory.

It's because Meng Chuan... is still alive.

Everyone was celebrating the victory, except for Meng Chuan, who remained suspended in the air.

At this moment, the mockery in Meng Chuan's eyes was gone.

All that remained was endless coldness.

Staring at the twelve Karen Star warships disappearing into the distance, Meng Chuan asked in a low voice into the communicator:

"Little Ka, if we open fire now, can we wipe them all out?"

Victory may be precious, but Meng Chuan desires even more the complete annihilation of the enemy.

Otherwise, if these people go back, they might bring even more powerful methods next time.

They might not even go back to get reinforcements.

Having suffered such a huge loss, Locke might not dare to go back.

He is likely to remain hidden in the shadows, ready to bare his fangs again at any moment.

Only the dead can truly put people at ease.

The virtual image of the little card sprite paused for a moment, then brought up the data panel:

"Commander, our eight warships have just completed the transfer of control, and their main guns are not yet fully charged; the mothership's main guns have 40% energy remaining. If we force them to open fire, we can severely damage Locke's fleet, but we cannot guarantee its complete annihilation. Moreover, the enemy warships' main guns have locked onto Earth. Once we open fire, they are very likely to retaliate, and Earth will be affected. We do not have the absolute capability to intercept them all."

If the mothership has enough energy, perhaps we can give it a try.

Even if they cannot annihilate all the enemy forces, they still have enough capacity to intercept any shells aimed at Earth.

Because motherships are designed for transportation and command, they may not be very good at combat, but their defense and interception capabilities are definitely far superior to those of ordinary warships.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.

Without sufficient energy, the mothership's main guns only have one chance to fire.

Meng Chuan fell silent.

The data analyzed by Xiaoka Elf is quite reliable.

It said that now was not the best time; if they opened fire, even if they could destroy Locke's fleet, Earth might suffer severe damage.

Such a price is unbearable for Meng Chuan, and unbearable for the Earth.

"That's all."

Meng Chuan slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the killing intent in his eyes had diminished somewhat.

"Let them go."

At this moment, the heavily injured Zhan Yifei flew up:

"Tanker, are we really just going to let them go like this? They certainly won't let it go so easily..."

Zhan Yi was struck by Locke's axe, and his current strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

But he was even more unwilling than Meng Chuan.

This time, the Green Gang's Zhan Tang also suffered losses of over ten thousand.

As the leader of the Battle Hall, his heart was bleeding.

“I know they won’t give up. This defeat will only drive him crazier, and next time he’ll come with even greater power.”

Meng Chuan interrupted:

"But our goal is to protect the Earth. It's not worth it to sacrifice the Earth for their destruction."

Zhan Yi wasn't the only one who heard Meng Chuan's words.

Everyone below, including everyone watching the live stream, heard it.

Therefore, everyone fell silent.

At the same time, many people are even more worried.

Yes! This victory is only temporary.

There will be an even greater crisis in the future.

"However, we shouldn't worry too much. With these eight warships, Earth's defenses have been greatly enhanced. We have enough time to prepare for the next war."

Meng Chuan then changed the subject and asked Little Card Elf:

"Little Kael, have you collected the soul power of all the fallen warriors on Kalen Star?"