It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

Lyle didn't answer immediately, but walked to the window, looking down at the hardworking Proxima Centauri.

"This construction speed is really fast..."

"If we had the same construction speed back then, maybe I would already be on the escape spaceship by now."

Levi ignored Lyle's emotion and just looked at him silently.

"It's boring..." Seeing that Levi ignored his words, Lyle opened the breathing hole again and exhaled a mouthful of foul air forcefully, "We can't go to the solar system, so naturally we can only change to another destination."

"But!" Levi said in a hurry, "The distance of other habitable star systems is..."

Lyall turned around from the window, a half-smile expression appeared on the top skin of his thinking organ.

"The distance is long, as long as the number of fugitives is reduced, it can be solved."

Levi's breath suddenly suffocated, and a series of fine bumps appeared on the top of the thinking organ in an instant!

"No! It's impossible..."

Lyle directly interrupted Levi's words.

"Okay, there are no outsiders here."

"You should know in your heart that these spaceships built below are not enough to let everyone escape Proxima Centauri, right?"

Levi fell silent.

Yes, he knows better than anyone.

It was he who proposed this grand construction plan.

Because the starship manufacturing technology is in the hands of the Academy of Sciences, he also negotiated with the Academy of Sciences at that time.

After getting the relevant technology, he mobilized everyone to build his own starship.

He still remembers the words that he "mobilized" everyone at that time.

"Since the Academy of Sciences and the royal family are not going to take us away, let's build our own escape starship!"

"I assure you, everyone can go to the solar system on the fugitive starship, even Marus has his own seat!"

Of course, after mobilizing, he soon realized his naivety.

Not to mention leading everyone to flee, it is conservatively estimated that even if all the Proxima Centauri are building starships day and night, the best result is to take away about 50 Proxima Centauri.

This clearly goes against his own promised words.

Thinking of the impact caused by the announcement of the situation, he acted decisively, suppressed the situation, and strictly prohibited people with knowledge of the situation from disclosing information to the outside world.

The purpose of doing this is simple.

In order to allow all Proxima Centauri to complete their work with peace of mind.

At this critical moment, no matter what accidents occur, the final number of fugitives will be reduced.

As for the final escape candidate...

Levi already had his own answer in his heart.

In any case, let the Proxima take the escape ship first.

In other words, in his mind, the Maruss once again became disposable tools.

"So, Levi, we are the same kind." Lyall's voice came from the side, "We are all the same."

Chapter 261 The Importance of Levi

Levi did not respond to Lyle's words.

He turned his head to look at the window beside him, silently watching the hard-working Proxima Centauri below.

"Think about it carefully." Lyle walked to Levi's side and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"join us."

"The Academy of Sciences can guarantee the safety of you and your family, and even your friends, can enter the escape starship as soon as possible."

"Academy of Science..."

"Get out!" Levi shouted angrily, interrupting what Lyle hadn't finished speaking.

Lyle obviously didn't expect Levi's reaction.

He was stunned: "What?"

"I said, get out!" Levi's tone became more and more irritable.

At the same time, he pressed the white button beside him, and a piercing siren sounded outside the door!

"Oh!"

Almost at the same time, the door of the room was pushed open, and more than a dozen guards entered in a file, looking at Lyle as if facing an enemy!

"Hehehe." Lyle came back to his senses. Not only was he not angry at all, but he even chuckled lightly.

"I'm sure you'll come to your senses, Levi."

"We are the same kind."

"I'm waiting for you to come find me."

……

Proxima Central Academy of Sciences.

A Lyle in a black robe hurriedly came to a closed door.

He raised his short forelimbs and tapped lightly on the door in front of him.

A crisp and ethereal sound sounded from the tap.

"Who?"

"Dear Sir Augustus, it's me, Nartes."

No response.

But the closed door was quietly opened.

An elderly Lyle staggered out of the gate.

His slightly cloudy visual organs glanced at Lyle in front of him, and asked blankly, "Nartes... is the mission complete?"

Hearing Augustus' question, Nartes quickly and respectfully replied: "Your Excellency Augustus, the task has been completed."

"Levi reacted exactly as you said, a little annoyed at our proposal."

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the aged Augustus: "Good job."

"I believe that he will come to us in a short time."

Nartes raised his head and cast a puzzled look at Augustus: "Your Excellency Augustus, why do you pay so much attention to an ordinary Proxima Centauri with a low status?"

"With the focus of the high-energy laser weapons, as long as we give an order, they will not have any reaction time."

"When the time comes, wouldn't it be good for us to take over those escaped spaceships?"

Augustus shook his head slowly: "Levi is different. He has a great effect on my follow-up plan."

Hearing this, Nartes' eyes changed slightly.

He remembered some rumors in the Academy of Sciences during this time.

"Your Excellency Augustus, is it because of the solar system fleet?" He asked cautiously.

Swish!

For a moment, Augustus stared fiercely at Nartes in front of him with stern eyes!

"How do you know about this?!"

Nartes's breathing hole opened and closed rapidly, and a fine pimple appeared on the skin on the top of the thinking organ: "I, I heard about it."

Augustus slowly closed his visual organs, opened his breathing hole and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Forget it, you know that there is nothing wrong with it."

"There really is a solar system fleet?!" Nartes lowered his voice and asked in horror.

Seeing Augustus nodding, Nartes was even more horrified!

"And, according to the continuous observation of the observers, they are coming towards us at a speed of 10% of the speed of light." Augustus dropped a heavy bomb lightly.

"What..." Nartes felt that he was pinched by a pair of invisible hands, struggled for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

Augustus turned and walked into the room: "Follow me."

……

Seeing the back of Augustus gradually going away, Nartes hurriedly followed.

"According to predictions, they will reach the outer reaches of Proxima Centauri in 50 years."

Augustus said softly while reaching for a monitor.

There is deep darkness in the monitor.

But in the boundless darkness, there is a pixel with a slightly strange color.

"This is their fleet." Augustus reached out and clicked the pixel, and said in a deep voice.

"Then, what should we do?" Nartes' tone was full of panic, "Escape early?"

A cold light flashed through Augustus' visual organs.

"War is inevitable!"

Before Naertes could speak, he explained on his own: "Our main star is expected to have a lifespan of 120 years."

"It's ridiculous to say that the creation of that advanced civilization actually allowed a red dwarf to complete its extremely long life course in just 190 years."

As he said that, Augustus shook his head: "In 120 years, we simply can't create a fugitive starship that can carry enough people."

"Even if we escape briefly, our civilization will eventually perish."

"Everything we've done is lingering on our last breath."

"However, the appearance of the solar system fleet changed this ending."

Augustus' rapid breathing rate showed his inner agitation.

"We don't need to run away in a hurry."

"Relying on our home planet and building fortifications, as long as we defeat them and capture their spaceships, we can take more people away."

"Our civilization can continue to exist in this universe!"

Naertes was silent for a moment, and asked softly, "But... what if we haven't fought?"

Augustus opened the breathing hole forcefully, exhaling a mouthful of scorching exhaust gas: "Impossible!"

"Even if their technological level is higher than ours, and they have experienced an interstellar journey of 4.22 light years, their fleet will definitely not have much resources left."

"And we, relying on the resource advantages of our home planet, even if we drag them hard, we can drag them to death!"

"What's more, from the information sent back by the probe at that time, it can be seen that their technological level is far lower than ours."

Nartes didn't speak, but nodded silently.

For matters of this level, he is not qualified to speak.

Augustus turned his head and glanced at Nartes: "This is the time for Levi to play his role."

"What?" Nartes was stunned, his brain obviously couldn't keep up with the jumping speed of August's topic.

Augustus didn't care about Nartes' reaction either.

"So far, only Levi can make those Proxima Centauri and Marus work hard."

"That's exactly the case. If you want to win this war, Levi will play a big role."

"He must join us!"

"Let those Proxima Centauri and Marus remodel the spaceship and build defenses for us."

"Then push them into the battlefield and serve as cannon fodder..."

"There is no better solution!"