Chapter 104: Three-Body Exploding Soldiers? Earth Chooses to Cheat!_1

In the cosmic hierarchy of civilization levels, Earth is classified as a Level 0.7 Civilization, while the Three-Body Civilization is a Level Two Civilization.

The most fundamental characteristic of a Level Two Civilization

is its ability to master light-speed travel.

This means they can leave their planet at any time to shuttle between various planets in the star system, freely mining minerals and resources at will.

Such a civilization, if it were to engage in warfare, would have an unimaginable, extremely formidable war potential, far beyond any limit that any Earth civilization could withstand.

It could truly be described as a relentless torrent of steel!

Logic was unable to observe the current actions of the Trisolaris Planet, but as a Wise Inner Helper, Sophon would occasionally provide feedback on the Trisolarans' plans.

After all, they were nominally 'husband and wife,' and Earth and Three-Body were in their honeymoon phase.

Although Sophon couldn't do it.

Err...

Maybe it had the function, but it likely wouldn't squirt water, it would squirt oil.

I, Logic, am a gentleman of good character, and I definitely don't understand these matters!

He observed the information sent back by Sophon, which was just some photos or videos, but it still left him shocked and speechless for a long time, a luxurious spectacle that intimidated the soul!

Warships dense as ants flew out from the Trisolaris Planet, incessantly shuttling through space, engaging in frantic resource extraction on various planets within the star system and even capturing drifting meteorites.

They continuously transported these resources back to the Trisolaris Planet, where they were endlessly reassembled and flowed into production lines.

To Earth, the production of extremely complex aircraft carriers and fighter jets, and even the as-yet unfinished space fighters and universal warships, was as simple as making dumplings on the assembly lines of the Three-Body factories.

Although the Trisolarans had not disclosed the specifics of these weapons, Logic could tell just by their names.

Nuclear Fusion Fighters!

These were used for transporting logistical supplies, replenishing ammunition, and carrying food, clothing, and other such things.

These transport aircraft that the Trisolarans used for logistics, if placed on Earth, would undoubtedly be technology leapfrogging to ninth or even tenth-generation aircraft.

Once nuclear fusion was broken through—

those fighters would be able to engage in global combat without having to worry about fuel, and could even fly endlessly in the skies at high speed for hundreds or thousands of years.

With such a powerful energy supply, one can only imagine the flight speed...

Logic could not imagine what the future would hold for humanity if it were to face such fighter jets; regular firearms would be ineffective, Earth's own fighter jets would not be able to keep up, and even nuclear missiles would only be left trailing in the dust.

This was not something that could be compensated for with numbers!

And the most terrifying thing was—

Nuclear Fusion Fighters weren't even the main battle equipment for the Trisolarans; their main battle machines were…

Antimatter Fighters!

Space Engine Fighters!

And…

The Droplet!

Why were the Trisolarans still using fighter jets?

To be honest,

it was because, amidst the dense array of weapons, Logic only recognized shapes similar to that of fighter jets and then made educated guesses.

The gap between them at this moment

was as if the legendary Han Xin, who had excelled militarily in antiquity, traveled to the modern era to command warfare; he would probably feel as bewildered as Logic when confronted with these various advanced weapons.

The gap was too large...

A sense of technological disparity overwhelmed Logic's mind, giving him a feeling of powerlessness similar to what Li Hongzhang might have experienced when visiting England, or what Old General Rabbit might have felt when observing an American aircraft carrier.

Perhaps,

this was a form of intellectual intimidation from the Trisolarans!

After all, such conduct is quite common on Earth—flexing military muscle, showing off advanced technology, and flexing their strength are definitely the simplest, most direct, and most effective means of deterrence!

As Logic perused the data transmitted by Sophon, the apprehension hidden in his heart grew deeper, and he suddenly understood the ancient emperors' wariness of their subordinates.

This principle, in fact,

is always relevant.

You must be kind, but you must also have sufficient military power at your disposal!

He only pondered briefly

before deciding to continue with the plan he had previously prepared.

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"Three-Body chose to escalate the arms race..."

"Well then, I choose to use cheats!"

Logic closed his eyes tightly, the countless QQ Spaces in his gaze spinning rapidly until they finally stopped on one.

"Transformers"

For this world, it was very famous, almost a place that every traveler across the myriad worlds would descend upon.

Because the treasures of this universe were truly unique.

That is, the ultimate object of Cybertron, the AllSpark!

Cybertron is a mechanical lifeform, and those so-called Autobots and Decepticons are just small parts of Cybertron, while the AllSpark is the true core that Cybertron seeks.

The AllSpark can endow any machine with thought, with life.

This is silicon-based life!

A form of life with a completely different way of existence from the carbon-based creatures like humans, which are born with consciousness.

What excited Logic the most was that the mechanical life resurrected by the AllSpark could be completely loyal to him by modifying the backend.

And as long as the energy of the AllSpark is sufficient and templates of higher technology are recorded, it can transform into robots with even greater fighting power, rather than using primitive science and technology like guns and energy shields as Optimus Prime and the Decepticons do.

This was because after a million years of war, their resources were vastly depleted, and their civilization level had declined.

In one sentence.

Logic liked the AllSpark very much!

He chose to descend personally into the world of the Transformers, and he did this in front of Sophon.

First of all, after all, to the other party, he was entering the small universe.

Sophon was unable to observe such fluctuations, unable to observe such actions, filled with mystery, which made the Trisolarans feel apprehensive.

Secondly.

Logic wanted to bring back the AllSpark safely because of its uniqueness, in case he accidentally turned his 108 Battle Armor into a Decepticon, he would be quite amused.

"Cross over!"

"Transformers universe!"

...

Upon arriving in the Transformers world, Logic's first action was to use his Energy Points to limit a screen to observe the entire Earth.

In just a few seconds.

He had a clear understanding of all the current situation on Earth.

This time the system was quite reliable.

It transported him to a fairly reasonable place.

Logic turned his head and saw a familiar yellow vehicle parked not far away. That was Bumblebee from the Autobots!

He looked around and saw no one.

Logic walked over and knocked on the window, "Hey buddy! Your armor looks pretty cool! Open the door and take me for a spin, will you?"

At that moment, Bumblebee: ?

An Earthling who had been out of his mind for two and a half years.

Bumblebee just wanted to play dead; after all, he was on a mission to find the AllSpark and did not want to reveal himself.

And at that moment.

Sam came walking over from not too far away. Seeing Logic standing by the car, he, having just picked up his car, was in a great mood and waved his keychain, whistled, "Buddy! You gotta work harder, if you work hard, you can get yourself a sports car too!"

Hoping to drive a car without the keys.

No chance!

But the next moment.

Sam stood there, dumbfounded. He watched Logic seemingly say something and almost instantly, his beloved car's headlights lit up along with a roaring sound, and even the car doors opened.

He looked down at the keys in his hand, utterly perplexed.

As Logic enjoyed Bumblebee's driverless ride, he brushed past him, and it was only then that Sam woke up like from a dream, dropping to his knees on the ground, and cried out in anguish.

"No! My car! My four thousand US dollars!"

"No!"

"My coming-of-age ceremony!"

"No!!"

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