"Now that the Alliance and the Federation are locked in a fierce battle, isn't this the perfect opportunity for us to strike?" In the conference room of the Federation, all the high-ranking officials were arguing heatedly. "Locked to a standstill? Are you seeing things? Where are they locked to a standstill? It's clearly a one-sided crushing defeat by the Federation! The Alliance is badly injured, but what about the Federation?" another person retorted.
“Our Federation has the most advanced combat robots. Would we be afraid of the Federation’s invincible general? Ha! What a joke!” someone stepped forward and said.
"Huh? Those two generals are invincible, they must have some extraordinary abilities that we can't handle. And you, you want to use our only combat robot to fight those two generals?" Another person stood up to refute.
"Quiet down, everyone." The meeting room fell silent as soon as an old man stood up. "I just received a distress signal from the Alliance. It's said that those two generals were feared even by the Alliance's own generals. Now, one of the generals has committed suicide, and the Alliance is in complete chaos. Do you want to get involved in this mess?" The old man's gaze swept over everyone in the meeting room, and almost everyone whose gaze fell on him lowered their heads.
“If we don’t go to war with the Federation, can we guarantee that we will be their next target?” Only one person met the old man’s gaze without fear. “Everyone has ambitions. I don’t believe that those two generals won’t have designs on us after the Federation is taken over by them.” The old man fell silent, seemingly considering how feasible it would be to go to war.
"Sir, make your decision." Suddenly, someone in the conference room said, "Make your decision. We will follow your will and fight alongside you in all directions."
"Yes, sir, make a decision."
"Sir, please make a decision."
More voices rose in the conference room, but the old man they addressed as "sir" hesitated to give the order...
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They entered the city center of the Alliance without any hindrance. Wendy and Xiao looked up at the buildings that were not much different from those in the Federation, and then looked at the crowd around them. Their faces were filled with panic and confusion. They looked around, but the area was already occupied by Federation soldiers. Even if they wanted to run away, they couldn't.
“Sir, all the residents around here are gathered here. What do you think we should do?” A soldier approached and asked quietly. “…” Wendy remained silent, looking at the residents around him, then at the soldier. After a long while, he spoke: “Release them. The consequences of the war have been enough. They are just innocent civilians.” “But… sir…” The soldier wanted to say something, but Wendy shook his head at him.
"Think about it from a different perspective. I have some things to do." Wendy said and left. Xiao also said to him, "Think about it carefully. It's not difficult." After saying that, he disappeared in front of the soldier.
The soldier opened his mouth, then thought for a moment, and from a different angle... Ah, he seemed to understand.
"Relay the general's order to release them and promise that their lives will continue as before, with more preferential treatment given to the elderly, women, and children. They are not prisoners of war; they are just ordinary people." The soldier's order was quickly relayed, as he was relaying the general's command, which naturally referred to the two generals. Regardless of which one issued the order, it carried considerable weight.
The execution was very efficient. The ordinary people of the alliance were still worried about being killed, but they were inexplicably returned home. Then, the orders were broadcast through the loudspeakers that resounded throughout the entire alliance.
"Zun Du is fake? 0.o? He actually gets preferential treatment?"
"Is this some kind of lie?"
"At least my life was saved..."
Most of the Alliance members breathed a sigh of relief. After all, as long as you're alive, there are endless possibilities. Money and daily necessities—given some time, you can get them back.
Moreover, it is said that some places are short of manpower and will offer high wages.
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so unacceptable?
After all, it doesn't matter to the people who is in power; as long as it doesn't disrupt their daily lives, most people don't care much about these things.
If the Federation were to revoke their privileges within the Alliance as soon as it arrives, then it's probably something we can't even imagine.
However, the Alliance and the Federation differ in one aspect: the Alliance has nobles, while the Federation does not.
Therefore, the Federation's solution for those nobles is that they can continue to have their noble status, but they must pay a very large sum of money to maintain it, and that money will be used to help the poor.
If you don't want to pay, that's fine too, but it's best to sleep with your eyes open, otherwise you never know when your head might fall off.
The threat was effective; at least the nobles were seething with resentment, but on the surface they remained amicable.
Wendy arrived at a building and stepped inside.
The road was winding and full of Federation soldiers. They saluted Wendy and Xiao when they saw them, but Wendy didn't even glance at them. Xiao, however, nodded to them.
We went uphill until we stopped in front of a room.
Wendy took a deep breath and opened the door.
Inside, Feng Aofei's body lay there quietly, as if she had never left. When she left, she had a happy smile on her face, though her brows were still tightly furrowed.
She has failed her people and those who supported her.
Wendy didn't speak, but placed her hand on Feng Aofei's face, and a white ball of light appeared in Wendy's hand.
Wendy and Xiao carefully put it away and left.
“It’s not over yet,” Wendy said, and Xiao nodded.
Although Su Bai said that as long as he helped the Federation defeat the Alliance, he would pass the level, but it's not that simple.
“There’s another federation.” Wendy found a stool, sat down, stretched, and the Wind and Poetry Harp appeared in her hand. She plucked the strings, and a melodious sound spread out. Wendy then played a piece. Xiao closed her eyes, feeling the beauty in Wendy’s music.
As the music ended, Xiao felt the wind around him soften considerably. He looked at Wendy, who was still gazing at the sky, gazing at the sky...
"You really enjoy looking at the sky?" Xiao asked.
"The sky seems within reach, but how many people can actually touch it?" Wendy left behind these words. "Right now, we look at the sky, but how many of us can't even see it?"
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