"In other words, unless in space, its energy could never be exhausted!"
As Song Jinhong finished speaking, these commanders who had weathered countless storms were also shrouded in despair.
This is no longer an issue of finding a solution, but rather one of human civilization's capabilities being unable to contend with such an extinction-level beast!
The technological chasm of civilization is not something they can bridge here just by racking their brains!
"What else can we do?" asked Cui Weimin.
Among those present, He Xingzhou was not there; he was still rushing to create that weapon.
"Initiate the Seed Plan," Lv Mei said helplessly.
The Seed Plan is the last resort to preserve the flame of human civilization, to let rockets carry a portion of humans, robots, and ships carrying the human gene bank into space.
To the Moon, to Mars, or other planets, seeking survival.
Everyone knew that this plan once had feasibility in the past.