Chapter 201 Galan's Confidence

Following the new player who came to report, the others arrived at the busiest commercial plaza in the port area.

In the center of the plaza, a diplomatic delegation was conducting some kind of public announcement.

"The great Galan Commonwealth will once again launch a great expedition! Prime Minister Nadi has officially signed the order!"

The speaker, dressed in a magnificent long robe, waved his right fist, shouting loudly and with great momentum.

Dozens of accompanying personnel stood with him on a high platform decorated with colorful brocade, all applauding enthusiastically at this moment, making a very conspicuous and ostentatious display.

"This will be another great victory! Galan will once again prove its determination to rule the Star Sea, and will demonstrate our consistent ferocity, cruelty, and destructive military power!

"Please look!"

The speaker was too lazy to speak, so he crooked his finger and summoned a colleague to the podium.

Compared to the diplomatic delegation on stage, this staff member was dressed in exquisite but very plain style and color; his skin was noticeably darker, and his build was not as robust as the speaker's.

The Galan staff member said nothing, faced the cameras of the media below the stage, and held up a pad.

The screen displayed footage taken from a warship, showing five warships in a line formation in space, aiming at a reddish-brown barren planet, and simultaneously firing more than ten large missiles.

"Moras Missile!"

The speaker lifted his chin, introducing it with immense pride.

"The pride of the Galan Navy! The best missile in the entire universe, far better than similar weapons of any other force! Including the Super Democratic Empire!"

In the next scene, a large number of nuclear explosion flashes appeared on the surface of the barren planet, and the shockwave pushed away the atmosphere, forming diffusion airwave ripples.

"You would use nuclear weapons on Barbarians?"

A reporter from a local New Hope TV station asked.

"Of course! We will completely destroy the Barbarians' resistance, and the survivors will be taken as our vassals. Galan's territory will be expanded once again!"

"So, when will Galan depart? Is it convenient to disclose?"

The speaker smiled brightly.

"Your question might be sensitive to other Star Alliance forces, considered military secret, but not for Galan! The Galan Navy's Third Fleet, renowned for its military achievements, is responsible for this combat mission! The brave combat nobles are already gathering here, officially departing in 5 days, and arriving in four weeks!"

The player who reported pointed to the exaggeratedly styled podium, looking a bit nervous.

"Did you hear that? That's what I was talking about! Their timetable for action, and the term 'Barbarian,' don't you think they're very similar to Apollo's Punitive Fleet?!"

"Don't say it, it really is—"

The others also didn't think this was alarmist.

"But why did the enemy change from Apollo to the Star Alliance's second-largest council state?" Ran Ge was a bit confused, "Did Gou Cehua think we developed too well again?"

"It just means Mr. Sang of Apollo isn't stupid." Xian Yu replied instantly.

Before coming to New Hope, he had already learned the name of this big boss from Lao Yu.

Apollo's situation in Li Star was not just simple resistance; an entire corporate branch, along with Executive Officer Omar himself, completely lost contact.

As long as Mr. Sang wasn't stupid, he would definitely smell danger from this.

Coupled with the rumors about Cang Yuan beginning to spread in New Hope, even if others scoffed at the "rumors" and considered them a cheap trick, Mr. Sang had no choice but to cautiously consider their truthfulness.

At this very moment, he should be Cang Yuan's number one fan in the Star Alliance, perhaps he hasn't been sleeping well lately!

He didn't dare to send the fleet to a place full of unknowns and mysteries, so he needed to team up with professional hitmen.

Galan.

Xian Yu also had a relatively comprehensive understanding of this faction.

Unlike other players, his main investigation targets for the past two weeks had been the political and military situations and historical grievances of various factions within the Star Alliance.

Galan was extremely lucky, and at the same time, extremely unfortunate.

300 years ago, a group of refugees from the UEG inner star system fled to their star system. At that time, these refugees' fleet was severely damaged and was inevitably crashing towards the planet inhabited by the indigenous people. Members scrambled into life rafts, abandoning ship and fleeing for their lives.

There were several very large cargo ships in the fleet, and the cargo contained not only a large amount of mineral raw materials but also precious zero element.

Even today, 300 years later, the cargo ship impact crater on Galan's home planet is still the largest zero element deposit outside of Paradise Island.

But this gift came with a price.

The impact event instantly killed 90% of the planet's indigenous population.

Afterward, the refugees landed in life rafts, immediately used advanced golden age weapons to conquer the remaining indigenous people, usurped the government of the Galan Commonwealth, and then claimed to be the ruling class nobles.

And the former indigenous people became low-status commoners.

The Galan Commonwealth, like New Hope, implemented a citizen grading system, but there was a fundamental difference between the two.

New Hope's citizen grades were essentially a form of "points"; while birth was important, it only determined one's starting point in life. Afterward, one could increase points and advance to higher citizen levels by serving in the military, completing education, obtaining professional certifications, and making tax contributions, gradually unlocking human rights.

For example, Lao Yu's initial birth level was 【average parent level - 2】, which was level 10. Later, he rose all the way to level 5, with about two levels coming from government rewards after archaeological discoveries, and the remaining 3 levels bought with real money.

Don't look at him as ordinary, he's a noble cash-spending player!

However, Galan's citizen grading was something entirely different.

Their citizens were divided into five levels, and the level was fixed at birth, unchangeable for life. Different levels of citizens were strictly forbidden from intermarrying.

Lower-class citizens must unconditionally accept the management of higher-class citizens, even if they are suddenly called out on the street and then made to kneel and polish the other person's shoes.

At the same time, higher-class citizens could arbitrarily violate lower-class citizens.

This power was protected by the Galan constitution. In fact, according to Galan customs, if a higher-class citizen had not occupied the property or body of a lower-class citizen, it meant he lacked ability and courage, was an unqualified ruler, and would be ostracized by his peers.

Although the players all understood that in this apocalypse, one couldn't demand too much; one needed to be calm and composed.

But after learning about Galan, any person with a normal moral compass would inevitably feel an uncontrollable disgust.

What a pile of shit of a civilization core. If this kind of 'negative civilization' were to continue to grow unchecked, then the great cause of human civilization's revival would likely face significant obstacles. "Did we provoke you? Are you sick?"

Ran Ge looked at the "victory podium" decorated with brocade, wishing he could fire an RPG on the spot to give the other party a rocket for excitement.

The New Hope reporter also expressed the same question, of course, in more subtle terms.

"Heh heh, because the other party is weak, isn't that reason enough?" The speaker spoke eloquently.

"Weakness is the garbage gene that restricts the development of human civilization. It must either be eliminated in time or enslaved. This has always been Galan's ruling philosophy, and it is also the secret to Galan's brilliant success!"

"But all forces have a development process from weak to strong. Can't we cooperate with temporarily weak forces, then develop together and combine into a stronger force?"

"Of course not! This has always been Galan's ruling philosophy, and it is also the secret to Galan's brilliant success! Reporter friend, your suggestion is undoubtedly very naive. Look at our universe; resources and energy are limited. If I have one more share, you have one less. The strong devouring the weak is sacred natural law!"

The other Galan diplomatic personnel surrounding the speaker also held their heads high, smiling, and applauded vigorously.

These atmosphere creators were already calculating in their minds how much benefit this victory would bring to their families.

"You motherf—"

The players tried very hard to forcibly suppress the urge to rush onto the podium and cause trouble.

In fact, they weren't unable to accept war losses, or even the failure of certain battles.

As for provocation, ridicule, and questioning, these had run through the company's growth history, and they had gradually gotten used to them.

But being targeted by such an arrogant and despicable so-called "first-tier power" really made it impossible to suppress the anger in their hearts.

"You really aren't hiding anything at all."

Xian Yu was almost speechless.

It seemed that in their culture, there was absolutely no concealment of "greed" and "bullying the weak."

However, he was calmer than the other players and knew that the outcome of the war would not change due to personal likes or dislikes.

According to the public information he had gathered, Galan had over 40 warships of various sizes, divided into 5 fleets. The Third Fleet specialized in bullying weaker forces, consisting of 7 warships, all high-end goods purchased from Paradise Island, and possessing warp travel capability.

The number and performance of the Galan Third Fleet's warships were roughly consistent with the footage shown in the propaganda video and the 23-day travel time, indicating high credibility.

They couldn't afford to take this lightly!

The question was, how should Li Star respond?

7 warp warships, plus Apollo's own fleet, the two "Qinling" would face an absolute numerical disadvantage of 1:4 or even 1:5—

Once they entered combat, it would be an encirclement!

Could they really hold out?

Xian Yu's intuition told him that even the Executive Officer might not be able to solve this problem well.

In any case, he should report the situation back first.