Tom's face showed a strange expression as he looked at the message and the attached catalog, which listed material requirements such as "100 million tons of deuterium, 1 million tons of tritium, 1 billion tons of pure water, 5 billion tons of high-carbon steel."
"Do you really think the solar system is your backyard, where you can come and go as you please?
I already gave you a chance before.
If you had agreed to me then, I might have actually given you these materials. But now, do you think… I could still agree to you?
No materials, can't leave? Then don't leave!"
Tom immediately drafted a reply message and sent it.
"I'm too lazy to waste words with you. Now, even if you want to leave, you can't!
I'm also too lazy to ask for compensation for the losses you've caused me. After defeating your civilization, your population, technology, and spacecraft will all be mine. I demand your entire civilization as compensation!"
The power of the Bluetoth Civilization was beyond doubt.
