Yu Lian had originally thought that he would at least have to return to Earth before he would learn the results of the talks from the news.

However, with the intervention of the Empire and the Alliance, coupled with Mr. Qi’s performance art in the Heaven Domain, the talks concluded with astonishing efficiency.

Firstly, regarding the nature of the war, the conclusion reached was that the Kaitai Kingdom’s side was led astray by a portion of the younger generation of generals, such as Lieutenant General Osen Blackfin, while the Alliance’s self-defense counterattack was “slightly” an overreaction.

Under circumstances of multiple misunderstandings, border conflicts and tragedies occurred.

As for His Highness Prince Charlen Lionmane and Marshal Reid Crimson Eye, one suffered from war PTSD and the other was severely injured and on the verge of death, truly innocent.

Now, Osen Blackfin and his cronies have either committed suicide or been imprisoned.

Their families have also been demoted to slaves according to Kaitai Kingdom law, so there’s no need to pursue the matter further, right?

The Commonwealth still symbolically collected 20 billion in compensation, but it was to be paid over 50 years in Blue Star Coins, not Alliance letter stars.

The interest would be guaranteed by the mining revenue of Kaitai Kingdom’s special high-energy crystal—Sakurastone—and supervised and paid through the Alliance’s banks by a third party.

The soldiers cursed the negotiation representatives, saying they had eaten too much shell-mixed rice and their brains had turned to mush.

Of course, it was just cursing.

Anyway, whether they received 20 billion or 2 trillion, it wouldn’t be distributed to the lower-ranking soldiers.

Secondly, given that the Kaitai Kingdom still had to bear part of the Silver Heart defense, it could avoid disarmament, but the First and Third Fleets, responsible for the Commonwealth’s border defense, could no longer be equipped with battlecruisers or larger warships.

Anyway, the United Fleet, composed of the First and Third Fleets, had been crippled, and it was estimated that they wouldn’t be able to equip battlecruisers for a while.

Later, the new Kaitai negotiation representative cried and knelt outside Suliuka King’s bedchamber for an entire night.

Finally, the Empire intervened and auctioned off all the dilapidated battlecruisers from the First and Third Fleets.

These warships were quickly swept up in the international market.

After all, they were battlecruisers, and in this day and age, only a few countries could afford such massive ships.

When a clearance sale like this came along, how could they not be tempted?

It is said, and truly only said, that Kaitai’s staunch ally, the Bakerville Star Cluster Republic, bought twelve of the best-preserved ones and also hired a large number of forcibly retired Kaitai naval personnel.

Of course, in the end, it was just an unsubstantiated rumor.

With this operation, the Kaitai Kingdom surprisingly found that their finances had seen a surplus for the first time in ten years.

And when they gathered these funds, they surprisingly found that it was just enough to buy two Corona-class Dreadnoughts that the Empire had just put on the market.

Perfect! They had to buy them!

Additionally, considering humanitarian aspects, the Commonwealth agreed to expand food and daily necessities exports to the Kaitai Kingdom, with loan support provided by the Alliance.

The latter point was reportedly strongly advocated by Suliuka King, His Highness Brunhild, and the Kaitai people naturally cheered “Long live Suliuka King!”

Earth considered it and felt that they had gained quite a bit.

After all, it was business; selling to anyone was still business, so they naturally agreed completely.

Overall, this was a true win-win!

The fleet officers and soldiers naturally had no objections to this point either.

It didn’t matter whether the Kaitai were disarmed or not; they would be beaten whether one or two came.

They had just flattened the opposing United Fleet and were in high spirits, feeling unafraid even if the Imperial Fleet arrived.

If it weren’t for the overwhelming presence of the Dawn Angel, which lay across the sky like a blazing sun, they truly would have thought so.

But the final conclusion caused an uproar among the fleet’s officers and soldiers.

Admiral Nom Paris, one of the few remaining Old Generals from the Independent War in the Commonwealth, was to step down as Commander of the Outer Rim Fleet and Warlord of the Outer Ring War Zone and return to Earth for duty.

Publicly, it was said that the Old General, seeing his advanced age, decided to retire and yield his position.

But the fleet officers and soldiers were not fools.

Although the Old Master Bai was the oldest in the entire fleet, in terms of vitality, he was far better than those young “elite bureaucrats” who only knew how to play office politics, throw parties, and eat sea urchin paste with their dicks.

Not to mention he was only in his seventies; it felt like in another twenty years, he could still take down the entire staff department by himself.

The Old General was not a benevolent superior; his training intensity, often described as “every day of the week,” and his strict discipline requirements for officers and soldiers were the highest in the entire Commonwealth.

Many people secretly said, “I wish I could put a sack over that old guy and throw him into the battleship’s power core.”

However, when he was truly leaving, everyone began to miss him.

Some officers and soldiers started writing blood letters to demand that the Old Master Bai not leave, and even more radical ones directly surrounded the hotel where the negotiation team was staying at Gibraltar Starport.

“The negotiation representatives from Earth Central Government are all national traitors!

The bloody struggle of Marshal Paris’s entire army and the sacrifice of Colonel Makarov and others were directly betrayed by them!

Death to national traitors!”

“Death to national traitors!”

“Give us back our Commander!”

“Yes, give us back our Paris!”

“Yes, I heard that negotiation representative, what’s-his-name Ma, had no backbone at all!

He just knelt before Su Wang and cried and sniffled, almost licking her feet!”

“Uh, actually, I also want to lick….”

“Actually, I also… Bah! Anyway, death to national traitors!”

“Drag that what’s-his-name Ma out for a public parade!

Yes, drag everyone else out for a public parade too!”

“No, no, no, don’t talk nonsense, I heard the deputy head of the delegation, Ms.

Vilbert, the councilor, was always arguing reasonably, but it was that Marvin who had no backbone!”

“What kind of human can a spineless person be?

Take him back to Earth and feed him to Snowflake!”

“Snowflake’s stomach will hurt….”

Uh, it was clear that these soldiers were indeed spontaneous, without organization or specific goals, simply gathering to vent their emotions.

In the end, they did not drag out the negotiation representatives for “heavenly punishment,” nor did they even damage the flowers and plants around the hotel.

They were truly a group of sincere and polite fine young people!

Of course, compared to those true young radicals in a parallel Universe’s island nation on Earth who actually carried out “heavenly punishment” on national traitors, they still lacked a bit of courage!

Additionally, they truly just wanted to express their anger at the delegation’s betrayal of the country, and it had nothing to do with the dozens of Guardians in power armor guarding the hotel entrance.

Thus, the surrounding citizens quickly went from surprise, fear, and avoidance to spectating, and finally, those who enjoyed a good show even began to cheer them on.

“Charge in! Charge in! I support you!”

“Yes, only by executing those national traitors can we have a good life!”

“You are the Navy! Have some shame!

When I get rich in New Yumen, I’ll crowdfund you to take down that Marvin!”

The naval officers and soldiers, being hot-blooded, immediately retorted, “Bullshit!

If you can get rich, then the universe spirit must be blind!

You’ll die twenty times before you even figure out the difference between the Sand People and the Nedia Dragonmen!”

And so, the citizens and young naval officers and soldiers, arm in arm, began to sing loudly, immediately turning into a spontaneous military-civilian carnival.

Everyone passing by could feel the joyous atmosphere, and even the Guardians in power armor guarding the hotel entrance and the military police who had just arrived, blowing their whistles, all showed knowing smiles.

The only ones who probably couldn’t smile were the members of the delegation inside the hotel, right?

Just a few days after the major battle ended, Gibraltar β Starport had already returned to its usual hustle and bustle.

This star system originally had six gravity jump channels, and in terms of “interstellar highway,” it was already a well-connected transportation hub, not to mention the Qiming Star Gate located here.

This was the Commonwealth’s only passage to the New World, and also one of the transit points to the Empire and Alliance spheres of influence.

Once order was restored, its busy level was evident.

And at this moment, singing and dancing with the soldiers were immigrants heading to the New World, speculators looking for opportunities in the Alliance, and even more working people who ran to the Empire wanting to be slaves in peace.

Their hardships were not very similar, but at this moment, their happiness seemed to have a commonality.

In any case, the war was over, and the war results and post-war handling were generally able to satisfy their vanity.

Then, life had to continue.

Then, several small cars slowly drove over, and their loudspeakers began to loudly announce: “New World recruiting!

New World recruiting!

Large-scale plantations and spice processing plants jointly invested by Zixin Hui Group and the New Yumen Agricultural and Commercial Association!

Five insurances and one housing fund, food and accommodation included!

Wages strictly according to Alliance standards!

Gardeners, farmers, cowboys, technicians, and Engineers, all job positions available!

Come quickly! Come quickly!

Here are lonely smokes in the desert, here are long rivers and setting suns, and here is a beautiful new life, come quickly!

Come to the New World, and you will have the opportunity to settle down and start a business!

We sincerely invite all of you to build the home of the new children of Blue Star with us!”

The atmosphere at the singing and dancing scene grew even more enthusiastic, and many young and strong people who were originally looking for a way to make a living slowly squeezed over.

Anyway, they were all leaving their homes to make a living, so going to the New World was fine, and the so-called “Alliance standard” wage was also very appealing to them.

But at this moment, another loudspeaker on the opposite side started to blare.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense; the so-called Alliance standard is clearly the standard for native slave laborers in the Alliance’s New World colonies!

The New World has everything: gold, spices, Zero Element, but also pirates and native Sand People everywhere!

Who among you dares to say that you can survive before you earn money?

Who dares to say it?

In comparison, come to New Divine Province; we have twelve habitable planets urgently awaiting development.

There are lonely smokes in the desert, and mountains like gathered peaks, and even picturesque jungles and oceans, come quickly.

This is also the Commonwealth’s homeland, so you won’t have to leave your homes!”

The crowds looked at each other, instantly falling into a dilemma.

“Taishang of New Divine Province Human Resources Company…” The people from New Yumen began to grit their teeth.

“Griffith of New World Garrison Headquarters Headhunting Company…” The people from New Divine Province also sneered continuously.

The two looked at each other, as if sparks and lightning were clashing and fighting.

Both looked as if they wanted to devour the other’s flesh, but after confronting each other for a long time, neither made a move.

“Bastard! A mere, a mere bunch of primitive mountain monkeys, daring to snatch people from us!

Are you going to take so many people with you into the mountains to dig mud?” New Yumen began to retort.

New Divine Province indeed only had one jump channel to the outside, and its geographical conditions were a bit isolated, but the other party retorted unyieldingly: “That is also a large region with hundreds of star systems and twelve habitable planets!

What do you have there? Pirates or bandits?

Oh, maybe there’s even some star-devouring monster hiding in some cosmic space.”

“Bah to your twelve habitable planets!

A planet where you need to wear a full-body power suit just to plant a potato, is that called a habitable planet?

The Explore and development of the New World is a tradition of the Universe and a set national policy of the Commonwealth!

You…”

“To fully develop our home is the common responsibility of us humans, all of us children of Blue Star!

What about you, huh?!”

The onlookers and the vagrants looking for work continued to watch with excitement and anticipation.

On one hand, it was naturally quite an interesting scene; on the other hand, they probably suddenly realized that whether their lives in the latter half of their lives would be turbulent or peaceful depended on this choice.

The soldiers dispersed, looking bored; they had seen such scenes too many times and had long lost any sense of novelty.

As they left, the delegation in the hotel was, for the time being, saved.

And this scene was also witnessed by Yu Lian and Yang Xiyi, who had just arrived at the scene.

“Heh, when there’s no war, this scene happens every day, quite rare, isn’t it?

Don’t worry, they won’t fight.”

“What about the end?” Yu Lian asked curiously.

“…What?”

“The result of snatching people.”

“Usually, it’s about fifty-fifty, but overall, the New World tends to have the upper hand.

News of people getting rich by working casually in the New World for a few years is common, right?

In comparison, New Divine Province only offers a job to support one’s family.

Moreover, they are only able to maintain the current situation by relying on the current, relatively strong Heaven Domain government.

But how long can this style, which is at odds with the Earth Central Government, last?”

Although Yang Xiyi had some respect for New Divine Province, he was not too optimistic about their future.

“The Heaven Domain Administrator of New Yumen is still Old Master Bai, right?”

“Yes, the seventy-something-year-old Old Master Bai, but his body and spirit are excellent.”

“Hmm, an energetic and formidable old man, quite similar to our Commander.

Teacher Yang, why is it that all the relatively reliable big figures in the Commonwealth now are from Marshal Li’s era?”

“Perhaps that batch of elites exhausted all the accumulated spiritual essence we had gathered over several centuries.”

The two looked at each other, then shrugged together, and together let out a helpless “Bah.”

The first update today, I’ll post it early to prevent everyone from jumping up and down.

Seriously, it was just a choice between “directly killing the Kaitai” and “having to let it go lightly due to Imperial pressure,” so why did it become the Commonwealth signing a traitorous treaty?

However, I truly appreciate everyone’s comments.

When there’s debate, and it’s not one-sided, it means there’s room for discussion, which means the plot isn’t collapsing~~~ So, I love you all!

It’s just that there was too much political discussion yesterday; please rein it in a bit, what if it really gets censored?

How about we discuss the daily drama that will continue for a while now.

Let me clarify first, this book really doesn’t have a harem; the girls are all comrades-in-arms, and those few mentioned in the synopsis are bosses, not a harem!

Look at my pure and innocent eyes~~~~