"I also learned a piece of news. The empire gave the hundreds of existing ancestors of colonial costume reformers the right to make their own choices, and they took the initiative to ask for the mark. They also succeeded. This proves one thing, reproductive isolation has not

You and the ancestors who were colonized and transformed are excluded from the larger collective of human civilization. What determines who we are as compatriots and family members is not our bodies, but our hearts."

After speaking, Zhou Donglai pointed to his head.

A long-lost smile appeared on Tang Xia'ao's face, "Thank you, teacher."

"No need."

"Teacher, I didn't participate in the last sudden battle. When can I..."

"Don't think about whether these are available or not. You're still almost hot. Get out."

"Okay teacher, I understand."

After watching Tang Xia leave, Zhou Donglai turned around and opened the fleet to report the data.

Ten years have passed since it was broken up into parts. The resources, productivity and population left behind by the core fleet when they were separated were ten times that of other squadrons, so the fleet size expanded rapidly.

At present, the size of the core fleet has expanded to 963 ships.

Among them, there are 322 combat ships, 406 resource ships and scientific research ships, and 235 population reproduction ships.

The combat ship can accommodate 1.03 million full combat personnel. The resource and scientific research ship can accommodate 2.09 million full personnel.

However, the total number of existing adults in the fleet is less than 200,000, and there is a huge shortage of personnel in various positions. Most ships can only operate with artificial intelligence assistance at first.

The total number of children under the age of ten growing up in the breeding ship is nearly 10 million, and the age ratio is very harmonious. This year, nearly one million children will reach the age of ten, and they can continue to study while gradually taking up their jobs.

If all goes well, the core fleet will have at least 30 million people, 30,000 manned ships and 80,000 unmanned ships around 2940.

The development speed of other small teams is much slower, but they are basically expanding steadily.

But not every team is lucky enough.

Over the past ten years, only 11,300 of the 12,000 teams that set out initially have remained.

On average, more than 60 teams are lost every year, and several teams are unfortunately killed every month.

Whenever there were reports of casualties and battle damage, Zhou Donglai would be filled with lingering grief and a deep sense of guilt.

Especially when he thought about the growing children who were involved in the war, a real sharp pain like a knife on fire would arise in his heart.

He felt too guilty and couldn't tell anyone.

He was almost unable to bear the weight of the mountain.

But now, the mark of destiny has given him a brief moment of soul relief.

Another new report appeared in front of him. The No. 8763 team, whose population had grown to 830,000, encountered a strong enemy. After resisting for a month, they chose to disperse and escape, and persisted for another three months. In three minutes

All former members were killed in action.

The sacrifice of Team 8763 was not meaningless. It successfully led the enemy's pursuing army dozens of light years away and covered the smooth sneaking of the other seven teams.

Zhou Donglai sighed and said silently in his heart: "I know that my sins are serious. Like the sages, I have countless sorrys to say to countless people. I know that my apologies are as light as a feather, but I have no choice. If there is a soul after death,

I will kowtow to you one after another. But for now, let me hide my sorry deep in my heart."

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Chapter completed!