After the wedding, the Zhou family officially announced the cancellation of all cooperation with the Yu family, and all resources under their name would no longer be supplied to the military, but instead be invested in the market in large quantities.
Meanwhile, the weapon research institute's information system was attacked, and a large number of gun and ammunition manufacturing methods were leaked. The interstellar alliance fell into an unprecedented weapon-making frenzy. From crossbows to desert eagles, from AK-47s to Gatling guns, there were no parts that you couldn't buy on the market.
What followed was a complete collapse of order, with fights escalating into brawls and violent crimes rising sharply.
In addition, racial discrimination and conflict intensified, with ordinary people viewing all orcs as outcasts and killing them on sight. Organizations were even formed to offer huge rewards to anyone who killed an orc.
The Orc Alliance, under the guise of "resisting massacres and upholding human rights," officially joined forces with rebel organizations, recruited a large number of soldiers, and launched wars in various places.
Yu Wei had just finished dealing with the matter of the sixteen planets when he received more than ten urgent orders from headquarters, ordering him to return immediately.
Before they could even catch their breath, the group returned to the second star sector in a grand procession.
What happened?
Yu Wei yawned as he jumped off the spaceship, his eyes were dark and his steps were unsteady.
He's been working hard for several days and still has to travel. He might as well be exhausted.
"It's important." Zuo Li gestured with his chin toward the building and patted Yu Wei on the shoulder: "Let's go inside and talk."
The spacious conference room was packed, with even Yu Mao, the eldest son of the Yu family who rarely makes an appearance, in attendance.
The indoor air pressure was extremely low, as if standing in front of a glacier that had never melted for thousands of years, and the air itself seemed to freeze.
Yu Wei glanced around but didn't see the familiar figure in the main seat. Just as he was wondering about it, Zuo Li pulled out the main chair and pressed him down to sit.
"What are you doing? This is unacceptable!"
Yu Wei jumped three feet high, his eyes filled with nothing but fear and dread. He looked around at everyone present, finally fixing his gaze on Zuo Li's face. He needed an explanation.
Shocking! Is this a position he can just sit in so casually?
He doesn't deserve it!
What does this position represent? It represents power, honor, and even more so, the prestige of the army. He is the backbone and command center of the entire Allied Forces. He is truly unworthy of this position.
"Just sit down, don't waste your breath!"
Zuo Li pressed Yu Wei back into the chair, pressing down hard on his shoulders to prevent him from getting up.
"Teacher, uncles and elders, it's really inappropriate for me to sit here."
He wasn't even worthy of entering this meeting room, this unassuming meeting room that was the private meeting room of the twelve-person Alliance Army Command Committee, which could only be entered by the twelve committee members headed by Yu Zhen.
Moreover, these twelve individuals are all top performers in their respective industries, true elites.
Yu Mao, a genius in weapons manufacturing, is a leading figure in the research and development of new weapons; Yu Jue, a genius in tactical research, is also a leading figure; Zuo Li, a general with outstanding military achievements, is the first war god of the alliance army; Lin Ling, a genius in biology, is the soul of the biotechnology development field; Lin Ling specializes in human potential development and training, and those trained by him have a 50% higher utilization rate of their physical and brain potential than ordinary people... In addition, the others are also extraordinary, all of them are great talents in their respective fields, and all of them are powerful figures.
Compared to them, Yu Wei is like a speck of dust, insignificant.
"Whether it's suitable or not isn't up to you to decide." Yu Mao tapped the table, picked up the notebook on the table, stood up, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Since everyone is here, let's begin the meeting."
"The third meeting for the election of the commanders of the Interstellar Alliance Army General Command is now officially beginning..."
"etc!"
Yu Wei raised his hand and interrupted, drawing everyone's attention.
"Ahem." Yu Wei felt his scalp tingling from their stares. He cleared his throat under the pressure and slowly said, "I believe that the election is of great importance and the qualifications of the candidates should be strictly reviewed."
"Besides, I believe that the alliance has been built upon the hard work of all of you uncles and elders. Leaders should not be chosen based on blood ties, but rather on merit and prestige..."
Yu Wei got more and more excited as he spoke, rambling on about his ideas.
"In terms of combat experience, I am not as good as Teacher Zuo; in terms of theoretical research, I am not as good as Uncle Yu Mao and Uncle Yu Jue, nor as good as my father; in terms of physical fitness and combat ability, I am not as good as Uncle Lin."
Yu Wei cleared his throat, paused, and gave his conclusion: "Therefore, I am not qualified to participate in this election, let alone sit in this position."
After all that, Yu Wei only hoped they would understand his meaning: he was not qualified to participate in such an important matter.
But Yu Mao negated all his groundwork and conclusions with a single sentence: "Article 5 of the Alliance Army Management Law states, 'The commander-in-chief, as the supreme leader, shall be elected by the Military Command Committee and approved by a two-thirds majority vote…'"
"Whether you're qualified or not isn't up to you to decide." Yu Mao raised his eyes to look at Yu Wei and asked loudly, "Any other objections?"
“Yes.” Yu Wei straightened his back, looking directly at Yu Mao. “I need to know the reason for the election.”
The position of commander is for life, and a change of election process cannot be initiated unless the previous commander dies.
"Article 11 of the Alliance Army Management Law states that 'The reasons for the election of a new commander are top secret, and no one other than the committee members has the right to know.'"
Yu Wei rolled her eyes so hard they were practically pointing to the sky. What kind of ridiculous regulations are these? Did the drafters even consider the rationality of these regulations?
First, the idea that the commander is elected by a committee, which must obey the chairman's orders (except for orders that pose a significant threat to interests) and simultaneously has the obligation to oversee the chairman is a fallacy. How can an organization both obey the orders of its elected leader and supervise their actions?
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