Chapter 448 Assembly

Outside the command center, through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the square of Yunlan University was bustling with people.

The two-hour assembly time felt like a stretched-out musical string, taut with tension.

Zhou Jue didn't look out the window; her entire mind was focused on the Kunlun Mirror light screen in front of her.

On the screen is the 'interstellar user' information transmitted by the system.

[Level 1 Analyst: Preliminary decoding of the 734-Alpha sample (golden disc) is complete. The audio data is interesting, and the image data confirms it originates from a carbon-based life-dominated civilization.]

[Level 2 Researcher: There is a pattern in the image that appears to be a star map. The composition is very primitive, and it is speculated to be the coordinates of this civilization. It is recommended to survey all the planets in this system for location purposes.]

Zhou Jue's finger stopped on that message.

"They've started studying that map." Her voice was soft, yet it made the atmosphere in the command center even more tense.

Commander Zhang stood behind her with his hands behind his back, looking at the text on the screen with a deep gaze.

"They are not familiar with this galaxy yet, and we don't know how long it would take them to survey the entire galaxy with their current technology."

“We don’t need to complete the survey. We can locate any planet on the coordinates of the golden record,” Zhou Jue replied.

"Time is running out." Commander Zhang turned around and looked towards the door.

There, Commander Qi and Sun Jiuchou had already changed into black standard combat uniforms and were preparing to head to the assembly point.

"Leave the family to us," Commander Zhang said, uttering only five words.

Sun Jiuchou stood at attention and gave a standard military salute, his eyes sharp.

"Don't worry, I want to live a few more years."

“I will keep a close eye on those ‘kids’ outside.”

...

Yunlan University Square.

Thousands of soldiers in various uniforms have already lined up.

At the forefront were China's "Sharp Sword" and "Azure Dragon" special forces teams, each soldier's face showing silence and determination.

Behind them were disciples from Yunlan, Kunlun, and the New Academy, carrying sword cases or holding compasses, their expressions solemn.

This is the most elite force in China. They stand quietly, waiting to go to a war with an uncertain chance of victory.

Cheng Gan stood at the very front of the line, her back ramrod straight. She gazed into the distance, lost in thought.

"Make way! Make way! The First Templar Order of France reporting for duty!" A slightly noisy voice broke the silence.

A team dressed in silver-white body armor and wielding energy spears marched over in orderly steps.

Leading the group was the same diplomat from three years ago, now the chief liaison officer for Western Europe. He was also wearing armor and running breathlessly to Sun Jiuchou.

"Advisor Sun...we've arrived! Three hundred Templar Knights, all elites!"

Immediately afterwards.

"The 'Winter General' Legion of the Grizzly Bear Kingdom requests to join the ranks!" Another team arrived, their members tall and imposing, each carrying a massive battle axe.

"The 'Knights of Apocalypse' of the United States, reporting for duty!"

...

Extraordinary legions from all over the world arrived one after another, converging into a torrent of steel in the square.

The atmosphere remained heavy, but with an added touch of tragic grandeur in the united struggle.

Just then, a very discordant voice rang out.

"Are the queues of mortals really this slow and drawn-out?"

Marcus, dressed in a special Alliance combat suit but insisting on wearing a red robe in the style of ancient Rome over it, swaggered over.

Behind him followed a group of men and women dressed in equally strange clothes and with arrogant expressions. They were the "divine offspring" or ancient inheritors who had awakened from all over Europe in the past three years.

Sun Jiuchou didn't even lift his eyelids, he just shook the folding fan in his hand.

"Marcus, have you finished writing your self-criticism report?"

Marcus's face immediately fell, and his imposing manner weakened by three points: "Reporting to Advisor Sun, I wrote it all night last night, 3,052 words, not a single word missing!"

Sun Jiuchou nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm, good attitude. Go and line up over there."

Just as Marcus was about to complain, a deafening roar came from the horizon.

"Hahahaha! Finally, there's a fight!"

A blond, muscular man, over two and a half meters tall, carrying a massive Thor's hammer, descended from the sky and crashed onto the edge of the plaza with a thunderous roar, causing the ground to crack open like a spiderweb.

It was Thor, the descendant of Thor, who had just been released from detention.

He looked around at the huge crowd, his face flushed with excitement.

"Aliens? Are their heads big enough for my Mjolnir to smash?!"

"It's so noisy!"

A flash of cyan sword light appeared, and the Supreme Elder of the Qingyun Sect appeared beside Thor with a dark face.

He glanced disdainfully at the hammer in Thor's hand: "Crude brute force. True combat is art!"

"What did you say, old man?!" Thor's eyes widened, and electricity crackled on his hammer.

"Want to fight?" The Supreme Elder drew his longsword half an inch from its sheath, and a sharp sword intent instantly locked onto Thor.

"quiet!"

Zhou Jue's voice was like a thunderclap, and a pure, iron-blooded aura spread out.

Thor and the Supreme Elder both felt a pang of fear. That murderous aura truly came from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and was completely different from their spiritual power.

The two of them snorted coldly in unison and temporarily ceased their attacks.

But this is just the beginning.

"The legion of Anubis, come to heed the command!"

A swirling sandstorm swept by, and dozens of elite warriors wearing jackal masks silently appeared in a corner of the square.

"The spirits of Olympus are ready to fight to protect their land!"

A group of warriors, armed with spears and round shields and exuding a classical air, shouted loudly under Marcus's leadership.

What was originally a solemn and tragic gathering instantly turned into a large... vegetable market.

Various languages, various shouts, and various undisguised powerful auras collided in the air above the square, creating a chaotic mess.

"Enough!"

Sun Jiuchou's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise.

He strolled slowly to the center of the square, looking around at the group of energetic "gods" and "ancestors".

"I know you've been holding it in for a long time."

"In the past three years, the alliance has imposed too many rules on you who love freedom, preventing you from causing damage or taking action at will. We have wronged you."

His words elicited expressions of "You finally said something human" from many of the awakened individuals present.

Sun Jiuchou changed the subject: "Now, the opportunity has come."

"The outside world is vast, with many planets and many stubborn individuals."

"There aren't many rules this time. There's only one requirement."

He paused, his smile becoming enigmatic.

"Whoever kills the most enemies and gets the greatest credit will be rewarded according to their merits upon their return."

"Didn't you complain that Earth was too small and you couldn't operate freely?"

Do you want a larger territory?

Sun Jiuchou pointed to the sky with his folding fan.

“Take it down, and you can apply to be the planet’s captain.”

"There is an unclaimed planet called G-581, where invaders are located, and they may be coming to occupy our planet next."

"Therefore, our mission is to drive out the invaders from planet G-581 and to hide and protect our ancestral planet—Blue Star!"

The entire square fell silent for a second.

The next second.

"roar--!!!"

The deafening cheers nearly lifted the roof off Yunlan University.

"Captain! I want to be the captain!"

"That G-581 is mine! Nobody can take it from me!"

"Bullshit! I'll take this planet if you kick people out!"

Looking at this group of "problem children" whose enthusiasm had been instantly mobilized, Cheng Gan's lips twitched. She turned to look at Sun Jiuchou and lowered her voice.

"Nine Categories... Is this really going to work?"

Sun Jiuchou closed his folding fan, gently tapped his palm, and said calmly.

"To deal with these troublemakers, you need to give them an even bigger world to run wild in."

“You can’t block it; you have to guide it.”