Wang Tong knew that he had already maximized the profits he could get from this ambush.
Thirteen hours had passed since the 24-hour " foreign space battlefield ".
He could only leave after eleven hours.
Facing the Yatai Civilization's fleet, the Tomahawk did not charge forward like it did before.
Instead, he changed his course and avoided the orbit of the two military-fortress-like planets, slowly retreating out of the galaxy.
The Yatai Civilization immediately responded. A large fleet consisting of five motherships and 500 battleships swarmed out and attacked the Tomahawk.
The remaining 2,000 battleships formed a second line behind them, slowly advancing in an arc formation.
" Very decisive. I'm clear that with the combat power displayed by the Tomahawk, the defense line formed by a small fleet can't stop it from breaking through.
Therefore, they simply removed the planet's protection and used all their main forces to expel and surround the Tomahawk.”
Wang Tong silently praised the commander of the Yatai Civilization.
Wang Tong had no interest in entering such a dense formation.
If the Tomahawk was at its peak, it might have been able to kill him, but the price might have been minor injuries to its armor and hull structure.
But now, the Tomahawk had run out of ammunition and was unable to fight back.
Wang Tong had no intention of fighting again, as he had already gained a lot from the battle. Perhaps he could take down dozens of battleships with the Tomahawk's high speed and rapid fire.
However, Wang Tong didn't care about the ten points of profit after the discount.
After eating and drinking, she should go home and sleep.
Faced with the Yatai Civilization's fleet, the Tomahawk's engine output slowly increased and it began to accelerate. Three hours later, the Tomahawk left the Yatai Galaxy.
The Yatai Civilization's fleet stayed within the range of the star system. They only sent out dozens of warships to follow the Tomahawk until it was thrown out of the radar range.
There were still eight hours left before they would exit the alternate dimension. There was no one around them.
Wang Tong finally relaxed.
A level-1 interstellar civilization did not have the ability to hunt down the Tomahawk.
As for whether the Yatai Civilization could ask for help from a higher-level interstellar civilization, there was no need to consider it in the short term.
The vast sea of stars and the endless distance were the greatest limitations for all interstellar civilizations.
The battle lasted for more than ten hours. Although it wasn't intense, Wang Tong had to enter the high-speed human-computer interaction mode to operate the warship alone, which still consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy.
The battle was finally over, and Wang Tong felt like he was about to collapse.
At the same time, he felt an intense hunger in his stomach.
After entering the battlefield in another dimension, he had not drunk a drop of water for more than ten hours.
Fortunately, the Tomahawk had plenty of supplies, and a sumptuous breakfast was served in front of Wang Tong within a few minutes.
There was nothing wrong with breakfast.
Wang Tong entered the alternate dimension around 13:00 on the 22nd of June, year 10105.
Sixteen hours later, it was now June 23rd at around 5:00 p. m., barely enough to be considered breakfast time.
After enjoying the sumptuous meal, Wang Tong wiped his mouth and strolled into the command module.
After adjusting the filtered light mode, Wang Tong felt as if he was immersed in a sea of stars.
He raised his head slightly and closed his eyes.
Wang Tong smiled.
Compared to before his rebirth, the first battlefield in another dimension was completed half a year earlier.
My former enemies, the noose of fate has already bared its fangs. Are you ready?
He waited patiently until the 24-hour battle in the alternate dimension was over.
There were still a few hours before the end of this alternate dimension battlefield.
Wang Tong had nothing better to do, so he walked around the Tomahawk.
Wang Tong was in a rush last time, so he didn't check the ship carefully because he had to pretend that nothing had happened.
Although he had spent more than ten years with the Tomahawk before his rebirth, he was quite familiar with it.
But that was before, and now was now.
Without using the magnetic levitation disk, Wang Tong walked around the Tomahawk.
The Pond was a Scout-class destroyer.
The length of the ship was 323 meters, the widest part of the ship was 70 meters, and the highest part of the ship was 75 meters.
The main function area was divided into four levels.
There was a command module, several operation modules, dozens of crew modules, a medical module, a meeting module, and three stowage modules at different locations on the ship.
There were also more than 20 functional cabins such as entertainment cabins, conference cabins, and spare cabins.
For Wang Tong, who was alone at the moment, the space was too vast.
In fact, under normal circumstances, a tinder warship was not something that could be controlled by the captain alone.
Wang Tong heaved a sigh of relief when he returned to the command module.
Taking stock of his gains.
[Remaining origin points: 1876 points!]
Wang Tong's eyes were shining with a golden light as he read the beautiful numbers.
His origin points increased from 12 to 1876.
1,864 points!
What kind of concept was this?
According to Wang Tong's experience before he was reborn, the average Tinder Battleship would lose at least a few dozen points to a few hundred points every time it fought in the alternate dimension.
On average, the profits from a battle in another dimension were around 100 Origin Points.
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