Age of Cosmic Exploration Chapter 333: Survivor Union

Chapter 333: Survivor Union

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There was a const.i.tutional difference between war in s.p.a.ce and war on Earth, and that was for s.p.a.ce combat, there was no depth of strategy!

The cosmos might be vast, but in the event of a war, unless there was planet-based building or bases involved, then both sides were fighting with their lives on the line.

Depth of strategy? If your s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p was blown up, it was impossible for anyone in the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p to survive, because lifeforms in s.p.a.ce needed s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps to survive. In other words, war in s.p.a.ce was putting everything on the line. The best strategy was to branch out into more fleet units and sequester the public away on safer grounds, but it did not take away from the danger of the situation.

Therefore, from level 2 s.p.a.ce civilizations onwards… in fact, for one to be called a s.p.a.ce civilization, other than unique cases like humankind, one would have to start at level 2. When this civilization started building their s.p.a.ce travelling gear, the most important aspect to focus on was naturally the defence technology. For example, the electromagnetic s.h.i.+eld for level 2 s.p.a.ce civilizations and plasma energy s.h.i.+elds for level 3 s.p.a.ce civilizations. It was these defensive measures that helped save the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps and the general civilization!

Compared to the energy s.h.i.+elds, the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps themselves were relatively weaker. After all, even if one became a level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization, the materials used in the construction of their s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p was mostly enhanced metals. They used plasma energy to rearrange the metals at an atomic level. This kind of metal had great tensile strength and malleability. To put it simply, if such a metal dropped down to Earth, perhaps humankind would not be able to even bend its shape, much less melt it or smith it.

This kind of metallurgy was no better than paper making for level 3 s.p.a.ce civilizations. Almost any weapon from a level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization could tear through these metals like tofu. The only thing that could stand up to the threat of weapons from the same level was… the different energy s.h.i.+elds!

When the s.p.a.ce Combat Jet Prototype 011s fought the demonized s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps, this kind of result could be seen!

There is no need to reiterate the details of the s.p.a.ce Combat Jet Prototype 011. Basically, the Hope had pulled its belt tight to squeeze out as many materials and human resources as it could to contribute to the construction of these flying machines that were at the peak of level 2 s.p.a.ce civilization! Bo Li’s design was truly the best of s.p.a.ce combat.

The three demonized s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps, even though they looked scary, honestly speaking, their weapons had completely been destroyed and their defense systems had collapsed. Using Gaussian weapons, these s.h.i.+ps were like tofu. With the collective fire of multiple s.p.a.ce Combat Jets, the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps directly exploded. They only wanted to fire some warning shots, but the power of the jets was greater than they a.s.sumed.

Witnessing this from his tour s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, Blue 6 revealed a great smile when the three large s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps exploded in sparks and flames. He said excitedly, "This is amazing. The designs of these jets are amazing. Do we humans really have such a brilliant designer? The Emperor should really reward him the best honor!"

Blue 6 seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned to look at the few troopers with shock and asked, "By the way, I did ask this earlier… Could the designer be an Academic of Dark Science?"

The troopers were confused. One of them whispered, "Minister Blue, the designer for this s.p.a.ce jet is a female professor called Bo Li. She is a Whisperer. How can I explain this? When she is in the middle of her research, she will naturally hear something whispered into her ear, and she uses this as guidance to design these things…"

"That is it!" Blue 6 clapped and he said excitedly, "This is such a pleasant surprise! Our technological staff contains an Academic of Dark Science?! It is so impossible to believe! However, now that I think about it, it seems normal… Since we have someone as legendary as the Immortal, having Academics of Dark Science, Artists of Logical Concept, and Soul Webbers seems completely normal, right? Looks like our human race is heading for glory, and the way is just ahead of us!"

Blue 6 was gladdened. When he thought about his role as the Secretary of Foreign Affairs, his excitement grew. However, he maintained a calm composure on the surface. After all, the diplomacy department was one of the three most important bodies in a civilization. He had to maintain his royal conduct to not lower the human race’s standards.

As Blue 6 busied himself with the thoughts of the human race, the alien s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps continuously arrived at this tour s.h.i.+p. Before the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps even entered the tour s.h.i.+p, the hearts of these aliens were pulled tight and their malicious thoughts were extinguished.

Even though the tour s.h.i.+p was small in size, it was definitely the creation of a level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization! Just the obvious plasma energy s.h.i.+eld alone was enough to extinguish all the negative thoughts in the aliens from level 2 s.p.a.ce civilizations. Furthermore, when they entered the s.h.i.+p, their weapons were confiscated by a group of armed lifeforms. Every alien lifeforms sighed internally because this was a civilization that knew s.p.a.ce diplomacy very well. They knew it was impossible to swindle their way into a good deal and that they would have to pay.

Very soon, after all the aliens had arrived, Blue 6 entered the room escorted by 20 Black Star Troopers and around 10 Defense Unit soldiers. About 10 emba.s.sy members from the different alien races offered their most respectful greetings and sighed a deep sigh internally. They were truly dealing with a level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization, and the most famous level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization of all, the Blue Race.

Blue 6 seemed to have read their thoughts, because he said, in the s.p.a.ce merchant’s language, "First I would like to remind everyone that I am not here as a member of the Blue Race, but I am representing a new race, and the ones standing in front you now is the human race that will sweep across the cosmos in the future! Now, with that out of the way, I am sure the current situation is clear as day for everyone here. Your main s.h.i.+ps are protected by us humans’ cosmic adapters, but this situation is only temporary, or rather there has to be compensation for this service. I am sure everyone is in agreement of that, right? Lastly, I wish to remind everyone that the one speaking right now is the human race’s Minister of Foreign Affairs, and that means that I have the right to decide your life or death. That is all you need to know."

The aliens communicated among themselves. Several seconds later, a long, line-shaped intelligent lifeform said, "Honorable Minister of Foreign Affairs, we are willing to abide by your race’s requirements and pay accordingly for keeping us alive, but I would like to remind your grace… that in all these s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps, each has a cosmic adapter, so please don’t cross your hands and do nothing."

Blue 6 scoffed coldly/ He asked the Blue Race adjutant beside him, "Which race is he from? Which one is his race’s s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p? Tell the combat jets to get away from it. Why waste time arguing? One cosmic adapter and you dare to request so many things? Remember, we are not actively hurting your cosmic adapter, we are only saving our own cosmic adapters. Pa.s.s down the order."

Right then, the long lifeform started to s.h.i.+ver all over. He collapsed to the floor and begged, "Minister of Foreign Affairs, please forgive my misspoken words, it was my mistake… No, my greed is at fault. I am willing to use my life in exchange for Minister’s forgiveness. I am offering my deepest and sincerest apology. As long as your race is willing to save our cosmic adapter, we are willing to use one-third of our population as trade. Of course, according to the s.p.a.ce contract, please return our cosmic adapter after the crisis is over."

Blue 6 waved his hand to stop the Blue Race adjutant who was going to send out the order. He said, with a smile, "You should have led with that instead. I do not need you to use your life to pay for your sin. Relay this information to your races’ cosmic adapters. According to the s.p.a.ce contract, before the crisis is over, I demand that they move to our mothers.h.i.+p. This decision is for your own good since our mothers.h.i.+p is the safest place to defend against demonization…

"Secondly, I demand to have us humans as the leader to form a survivors union to survive this demonization catastrophe. All of you will be our va.s.sals to support us humans’ survival."

Blue 6 took a break to point at the cloud of unknown ma.s.ses. He smiled coldly and said, "Let me remind all of you, do you really think this evolution is the end? The demon race… is the greediest existence in s.p.a.ce, so don’t tell me you really think this is everything they will do.

"No, this is just the beginning! You see that planet that has become flesh? That change is only barely the beginning! So, if you want to live, surrender to us humans and be our va.s.sals. Fight for us and we will face this greediest race in the cosmos together!"

Several minutes later, in the Hope’s central command, a jaw-dropping agreement appeared on screen. This agreement made those who were involved in the negotiation with the s.p.a.ce merchants hide their faces from shame… in comparison, this agreement was so much better!

"Survivors Union Treaty?" Yao Yuan read the agreement with his eyes glowing. At the same time, he told Ren Tao beside him, "Blue 6… can continue in his post as our Minister of Foreign Affairs. Until he decides to betray us, he will enjoy all the privileges his post brings!"