With the help of high-powered communication equipment, Levi's voice quickly spread throughout Proxima Centauri.
In almost every Proxima Centauri household, the passionate voice of Levi's speech echoed.
One by one, the Proxima Centauri beings awoke from their slumber and slowly opened their three pairs of eyes.
Confusion, astonishment, anger, fanaticism...
In just a few minutes, complex emotions flowed between Proxima Centauri and Marus.
"Bang!"
In the quiet night, the sound of a door being opened roughly was particularly loud.
"Protest! Protest! Protest!"
A Proxima Centauri stepped out of his house, raised his strong, short forelimbs, and shouted.
In the endless darkness, his voice sounded particularly faint.
But the next moment!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of doors being pushed open rang out!
The lights in every household came on, tearing a gap in the endless darkness!
The crowd began to gather spontaneously.
Each Proxima Centauri person held a lamp that glowed with an orange-red light.
That's the color of the main star at dawn!
"Let's go! To the Academy of Sciences!"
"Let's go! To the palace!"
"We must survive!"
Countless whispers gradually converged into a deafening torrent!
The crowd stirred once again!
One by one, the slender Marus joined the crowd!
The crowd is growing rapidly!
Bathed in orange-red light, the crowd split in two and surged toward the Academy of Sciences and the Imperial Palace!
At the same time, a piercing alarm sounded in the night sky.
It seems to symbolize the beginning of a brand new era!
...
Academy of Sciences.
A Proxima Centauri alien dressed in gray, with bulging subcutaneous fat, moved swiftly along his short legs.
From a distance, it looks like a gray ball rolling on the ground.
"Lord Augustus! Something has happened!"
The "Grey Ball" rolled to a tightly closed door, stretched out its short forelegs, and pounded on the door: "Your Excellency Augustus, a rebellion has broken out!"
The sounds of mechanical transmission came from both sides of the gate.
Then, the heavy door slowly opened.
"Quiet down, Rickard."
From inside the door came an old, deep voice.
As the voice rang out, an elderly Lyle dressed in black slowly walked out.
"Oh, Your Excellency Augustus."
Looking at the imposing old man before him, Rickard swallowed hard. "But... but those lowly Proxima Centauri and Marus are blocking the Academy of Sciences and the palace gates. I'm afraid if this continues..."
“Rikael!” The old man glanced at the “gray ball” in front of him, his tone becoming serious. “As a king, you should broaden your horizons!”
Rickard trembled.
The tone of his voice just now brought back memories of when Augustus was his teacher when he was a child.
“I…I understand, Your Excellency Augustus,” Ricard said in a low voice after a moment of silence.
Augustus nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this.
"I heard that a member of the royal family was captured at the incubation center?"
Upon hearing this, the smooth skin at the top of Rickard's thought organ immediately wrinkled up in layers.
"Yes!"
"That useless Norris can't even protect the incubation center!"
"I……"
Augustus shook his head, interrupting Ricard.
"Since it has already happened, there's no point in complaining."
As he spoke, Augustus gently swung his forelegs, straightened his black clothes, and stepped out the door.
He squinted his three pairs of eyes slightly and looked into the distance.
In the endless night, a long, orange-red dragon meandered and undulated.
The scene was spectacular.
Augustus could swear that this was the first time in his life he had ever seen such a scene.
"What do they want?" Augustus asked suddenly after a moment of silence.
Rickard didn't react for a moment, and turned to look at Augustus blankly: "What?"
Augustus, dressed in black, seemed a little impatient and repeated his question in a hurried tone.
As he spoke, Augustus kept his eyes fixed on the orange-red dragon in front of him.
It was only then that Ricard realized the meaning behind Augustus's words.
But thinking of the rebel leader's request in the communication device, a series of unease arose at the top of Rickard's mind.
"What's going on?" Augustus noticed Ricard's fear and immediately asked, "Are their demands unreasonable?"
“…Your Excellency Augustus, I think this is beyond what the word ‘excessive’ can describe.” Rickard opened his breathing hole and took a deep breath. “They want to take over the starship manufacturing work and demand that everyone escape with them.”
Finally, Ricard added, "Including Marus."
"..."
silence.
Augustus did not speak, but silently looked at the winding orange-red light in the darkness before him.
Rakkal looked at Augustus in fear, terrified that this old man, who held the highest position in the Proxima Centauri civilization, would vent his anger on him.
But to Racar's surprise.
The old man was not angry at all; in fact, a faint curve appeared at the top of his mental organ.
"interesting……"
Augustus said in a calm tone.
"Lord Augustus..." Ricard swallowed hard and asked in a low voice, "What should we do?"
Augustus glanced indifferently at Ricard beside him: "What do you think?"
Rickard's expression hardened, his three pairs of eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "The high-energy laser weapons and space-based weapons are ready and can be launched at any time."
"However... Proxima Centauri only has one incubation center, and rebuilding one would take too long, which would greatly delay the starship manufacturing process."
Augustus slowly shook his head.
"Since they want to take over the starship manufacturing work, then let's give it to them!"
“…Huh?” Rickard froze on the spot.
He even doubted that he had heard correctly.
"This... Your Excellency Augustus, the starship construction is of paramount importance to our escape from Proxima Centauri, how can we..."
He stopped speaking halfway through his sentence, noticing the increasingly strange curve at the top of Augustus's thought organ.
Augustus slowly turned around and walked towards the building behind him.
He left behind only one sentence.
"Don't worry, leave it to them."
"If we want to save all the Proxima Centauri and Mars... they will end up like us sooner or later."
"That's when we'll make our move."
"Now, let them help us build the starship for a while."
"Remember to ensure the safety of the incubation center."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door in front of him closed again.
Rickard stared blankly at the closed door. After he came to his senses, a hint of excitement and anticipation flashed deep in his eyes.
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