350: Chapter 349 Brakes, brakes, brakes!

Lin Mo let out a long sigh of relief,

his heart finally settling.

A week ago,

ever since he learned of the existence of "Trisolaris" from the rewards of the system upgrade mission,

Lin Mo had been trying various ways every day,

racking his brains to test and probe in different manners.

But no matter how he probed,

he never received any response from Trisolaris,

nor were there any traces of Sophon activity on Blue Star, such as the chaotic particle accelerator experimental results that would suggest "physics does not exist."

Lin Mo was extremely frustrated;

the system had already given the specific requirements for the next upgrade mission in advance,

explicitly asking him to form a Huaxia space fleet to actively intercept the Trisolaran Fleet,

yet he couldn't even find a shadow of the main party.

How the hell was he supposed to complete the mission! ...

He had even begun to suspect before,

could the system have glitched and reported the wrong mission,

and "Trisolaris" didn't actually exist in this world?

But now, through a new round of system prompts,

and the surge of 1 billion prestige points on the system interface,

Lin Mo was finally certain,

"Trisolaris" truly exists!

And,

"Sophon" has also arrived on Blue Star!

But...

Why did the omnipresent "Sophon," which can monitor the entire Blue Star in real-time,

never respond to his previous attempts to reach out,

yet today, when he spoke to the whole world,

it was able to deter Trisolaris?

Why did his previous intimidation of the Eagle Sauce,

simultaneously intimidate Trisolaris?

Shouldn't the low-level civilization technology Huaxia is currently tinkering with be like "toys" in the eyes of Trisolaris?

Could the "Trisolaris" in this Trisolaran parallel universe

be vastly different from the "Trisolaris" in his knowledge,

sharing only the same name?

Or perhaps,

in this parallel space-time,

the functions of "Sophon" aren't that complete or omnipotent,

and it's merely a "mentally handicapped version"? ...

Countless question marks flashed through his mind,

but a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

Although it was shrouded in mystery,

the stone that had been hanging in his heart could finally be set down.

All fear stems from the unknown.

"...Sorry, I was just recalling a scene from a dream and got dazed for a moment."

On the award podium,

Lin Mo thought for a moment

and immediately tried to speak again tentatively.

"The Trisolaran Civilization is the greatest enemy of Blue Star humanity that I dreamed of in my third dream!"

"The planet they inhabit must undergo the destruction and rebirth brought about by the irregular movement of three stars in the Biling Star System every day!"

"Because of this, they are desperate to escape their home planet..."

While recalling his knowledge of Trisolaris,

Lin Mo gave a simple description of the most basic environment and background of the Trisolaran world.

Immediately following,

system notification sounds kept popping up in his mind.

[Successfully implemented a strategic intimidation against Trisolaris, prestige points gained: 1 billion!]

[Successfully implemented a strategic intimidation against Trisolaris, prestige points gained: 1 billion!]

[...]

Listening to this delightful series of system reward prompts,

Lin Mo's smile was so wide it almost reached the back of his head.

Unfortunately,

after only two and a half minutes,

the system stopped popping up new reward prompts...

Trisolaris, oh Trisolaris,

aren't you a bit too easy to scare?

Left with no choice,

Lin Mo had to stop.

What he didn't know was that,

to the Huaxia people watching the ceremony,

his previous words were like a pot of boiling oil being poured into cold water,

everyone instantly exploded into a frenzy.

"What was Chief Designer Lin saying just now? I don't understand a single word!!"

"Trisolaris, an alien civilization??"

"Is Chief Designer Lin saying we're going to encounter aliens next?"

"Is this for real? Are you kidding me?"

"Is Chief Designer Lin talking about a dream, or is he serious!"

"Impossible, this must just be a dream!!"

"Did you forget Chief Designer Lin's first two dreams??"

"Holy crap... I can't tell the difference..."

Suddenly hit by a massive wave of information,

many people's brains turned completely into mush.

Today's victory celebration,

with one extreme shock after another,

had shocked everyone to the point of almost losing their ability to think.

Perhaps,

the country had long ago discovered traces of an alien civilization,

but it just wasn't convenient to announce it before?

And this time, taking advantage of the celebration,

they let Chief Designer Lin announce it in this roundabout way?

...

In the area behind the award podium,

Chief Designer Bai Yannian, Chief of Staff Zhou Wuzheng, General Li Jingwu, Long Jianjun, and several other high-level Huaxia officials

all changed expression.

"So the Trisolaris that Comrade Lin Mo repeatedly mentioned a few days ago... is actually an alien civilization?"

Chief of Staff Zhou Wuzheng recalled Comrade Lin Mo's abnormal behavior a few days ago,

his expression very grave.

"Everyone, do you think this... is a dream?"

No one answered;

even if they did, they couldn't give a certain answer.

Unless Lin Mo spoke himself,

no one could tell.

"Let's just ask Comrade Lin Mo. He's finishing his speech and getting ready to come down. We'll know once we ask!"

...

At the same time.

Biling Star.

4.08 light-years from the Solar System.

Over a thousand space warships, shaped like equilateral tetrahedrons,

with each side measuring 33,333 Trisolaran meters (about 25,000 meters),

resembling super-sized pyramids,

were heading toward the Solar System.

At the forward tip of the space warships,

a giant magnetic field spread out,

forming a massive funnel-shaped magnetic shield in front of the ship's bow,

continuously collecting anti-matter particles from the deep dark space.

At the rear of the warships,

the anti-matter thrusters on the three corners were running at full power,

matter and anti-matter continuously annihilating,

the terrifying energy generated keeping the warships at one-tenth the speed of light,

carving a golden wake in the deep space of the universe.

Suddenly.

In the boundless darkness of space,

the golden wake disappeared.

At the same time,

all of the over a thousand space warships belonging to the Trisolaran First Fleet

extinguished their anti-matter thrusters!

Three Trisolaran seconds ago,

3 Supreme Consuls and 33 Trisolaran Consuls

issued the highest command to all space warships of the Trisolaran First Fleet — [·.·.·..·...].

Translated into words easily understood by Blue Star humans,

it was only two words.

Just repeated three times.

[Brake, brake, brake!]

...

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