Chapter 140 Debut
Deep in the vast and silent universe, only the light produced by the burning stars illuminates the world.
On the stationed planet of Kil'jaeden's border troops, the supreme commander Winifred is conducting a routine inspection of military defense deployment. Walking briskly in the base, the top commander's face was full of worry.
He should have been standing in the front-line warship at this time, deciding on the tactics to deal with Ona, instead of conducting border inspections on this broken border planet made of only stones.
There is no life planet around except the planet where our own people are stationed. Even the caravans of the Quesa Alliance are unwilling to come here. As a result, all his life needs could only be met through alliance supplies, and he was only provided with military supplies. He was not even allowed to bring any entertainment items.
Thinking of the prison-like life he had been living in the past six months, Winifred's face couldn't help but sink.
If Manan's men had not concentrated their firepower on him, Lord Percy would not have gone to the point of sending him down to save his own life. It turned out that I should have cut off his retreat last time instead of letting him go because of various concerns.
Winifred's adjutant Bernard followed closely behind him, feeling the commander's rising anger and not daring to breathe. This commander was a stranger and had no connection with their team that had been stationed at the border. Before this, all of them had only heard of the name of this famous commander of the Percy regime and had no idea about his character.
Moreover, they are neither Percy's men nor Manan's men. If you must say, they should belong to the forces under Lord Rupert. He doesn't have a very good relationship with the forces under Lord Percy and Lord Manan. After all, Lord Rupert has risen to power the shortest time, and his power has always been at the bottom among the thirteen lords.
As a result, when these subordinates meet the top leaders of other forces, they can only follow behind them tremblingly for fear of provoking the other party. After all, if they offend other forces, no one will protect them.
However, seeing that the armory was right in front of them and Lord Winifred was still moving forward, even though Bernard was unwilling to interrupt the other party's thoughts, he had to remind him. "Lord Fred, the No. 1 armory is ahead."
As he spoke, Bernard quickened his pace and arrived at the code door of the armory in advance. After verifying the slogans and identities one by one, he opened the door before Winifred arrived. Then he stood at the door, bowed slightly, and waited for the adult to come in.
The commander was indeed very unhappy when his thoughts were interrupted, but he was not the kind of person who would take his anger out on his subordinates. He glanced at Bernard coldly, then walked into Arsenal No. 1.
In fact, there is no need to inspect this border line which is so remote that it cannot be more remote. According to Kil'jaeden's regulations, the military equipment of each border garrison should be inspected once a year, half of the precision equipment should be replaced every 25 years, and all of it should be replaced every 50 years. The replaced weapons and equipment will be recycled by the Capital Star, dismantled and refurbished before being sold to the outside world.
But it is definitely impossible to do so in reality.
First of all, the military expenditure alone cannot support such a horrific expense. Kil'jaeden's territory spans thirteen star systems, and there are countless places that need to be garrisoned. In many places where powerful enemies are lurking, the military force must be increased several times. Secondly, there are actually not many resource stars in their territory, far less than Ona and Quesa Alliance, with only a pitiful 20,000 or so.
This amount of resources was barely enough to maintain their military supplies, and there was no extra resources to waste. Even when there were large-scale battles, they could only purchase various resources from the Quessar Alliance, otherwise they would not be able to support the smooth progress of the war.
Therefore, most of the time, the garrison troops in these remote star regions cannot even be replaced every 50 years. If they can replace them every 100 years, they are considered to have some ability. For example, here, since Lord Rupert, to whom they belong, has the least power, there are very few conveniences that can be brought to them, and the weapons and equipment they use in daily life are all old models from 150 years ago.
Fortunately, the people in the Quartermaster Department did not dare to tamper with the quality. Although their equipment was a bit old, it still met the requirements in terms of power. In addition, Winifred was "demoted" by his own boss this time. Although Lord Percy can't do more, he can still improve the distribution situation here.
If Lord Percy hadn't intervened, there would have been no need for this year's routine inspection. After all, there are only a few things inside, and they are the same every year. What’s so good about it? As long as the maintenance officer goes in to check, the highest commander here only needs to sit in the office and listen to the report.
This can be considered a blessing in disguise. Because of Lord Winifred's misfortune, the 3854th Border Army gained a blessing.
After the commander entered, Bernard, the adjutant, also entered the room immediately. The alloy door that could withstand the bombardment of heavy mechas slowly closed behind him, blocking all views from outside.
However, even with Lord Percy's help, the rations they received this time were still not very good. They can only barely meet the lowest rationing standard and can't even squeeze into the middle.
Winifred really looked down upon this pile of "garbage". He frowned tightly, his expression became more ferocious, and he couldn't help cursing loudly, "Those damn Mannan dogs are insidious, cunning, and hypocritical. They can only trip us up from behind."
As for the feud between the two major forces, Bernard, a small fry, didn't dare to interrupt, and he couldn't interrupt. He could only keep his mouth and eyes shut, and then quietly follow behind his superiors, carefully checking their ammunition himself.
I can't rely on Winifred for this inspection today, so I can only think about it myself and write a report when I go back and submit it, and everything will be fine.
Unfortunately, today's events are obviously not as simple as Bernard thought.
Just as he and the base's highest officer were about to finish inspecting Warehouse No. 1, they both received an urgent message from the base's external monitoring officer. That was a Level 1 alarm that would only be activated when facing an attack from a powerful enemy. Their small base had not seen it for who knows how long.
So much so that when Bernard received this message, he was a little unresponsive.
Winifred, who had been active on the Ona front, reacted quickly. He did not care about the affairs at hand and directly used his authority to forcibly enter the first level of combat readiness. When Winifred and Bernard arrived at the near-Earth space station, they were surrounded by troops ready to go. With just one order from the commander, the brave Kil'jaeden soldiers would rush to the front line and tear the enemy apart.
"What's going on?"
However, when Winifred actually saw the images on the surveillance screen, he found that things were far from as simple as he had just thought.
He thought that this might just be some space pirates or fugitives causing trouble, who saw that their base was a small one and came to take advantage of it.
These vicious criminals are good at taking advantage of loopholes. Although they are few in number, they are very powerful. They are usually equipped with the latest weapons and often attack caravans or passenger ships. Occasionally, they would attack very remote military garrisons, because a garrisoned planet could bring them hundreds of times the reward.
In fact, many times, these cosmic gangsters are basically regular soldiers under their skin. They would not harass merchant caravans or passenger ships, but would only destroy enemy military bases. Before Winifred was transferred here, he led a team to do this kind of thing, specifically targeting the Ona base.
Sometimes, when they don't want to start a formal war but still want to get some things and resources, they will disguise themselves as space pirates, go around the enemy's rear, and attack their weakly defended bases. You can not only wreak havoc and obtain resources, but also make the enemy furious, killing three birds with one stone.
Of course, Kil'jaeden is not the only one who does this. Onar will also do the same. After so many years of fighting, Winifred has gotten used to it. So today he instinctively thought of that aspect, although he was a little confused because they were very far away from Eona and the other party should not come here on purpose, but the enemy could do anything.
Unfortunately, the surveillance video told him that he was really overthinking.
Inside the near-Earth space station, there was no sign of an enemy on the huge virtual surveillance screen, not even a meteorite. The vast universe of nothingness was the same as always, with no difference. If it weren't for the serious expression on the face of the surveillance officer sitting in front of the surveillance screen, Winifred would really suspect that he was being fooled.
"I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, Officer." Winifred, who was already in a bad mood, didn't want to waste time here at all. He crossed his arms and tapped them with his exposed fingertips in extreme irritation.
Feeling the commander's restrained anger, the monitoring officer panicked for a moment and quickly called out the anomaly he had discovered, fearing that he would be torn to pieces by the commander if he was a step late.
The situation was urgent, so he didn't say anything more to challenge his superior's patience. He got straight to the point, "It's like this, Commander. You know there are no other planets with life nearby. Since we established the base here, we have explored the entire galaxy nearby, but we haven't found any effective planets, not even a resource planet."
Winifred certainly knew about this. If it hadn’t been so desolate, it wouldn’t have been given to Lord Rupert and would have been snatched away by other lords long ago. Understanding the meaning of the surveillance official language, he couldn't help but put down his arm and pressed his hand on the console, "Don't tell me that a life star was suddenly detected today?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Winifred shook his head in self-denial. This was impossible. This situation would never happen.
The emergence of a life-bearing planet is not a simple matter. It requires a long time and countless coincidences. Every step must be just right for a planet to slowly give birth to life. He did not doubt the previous tests, and no one would joke about a living planet.
But what the surveillance officer detected was the fact, that the colorful galaxy before his eyes was not fake. Although there are only 9 life-bearing stars in such a huge galaxy, which may seem a bit shabby, this incident is enough to shock everyone.
The evidence was irrefutable, and no matter how incredible it seemed, Winifred had to believe that they had truly discovered a completely new civilization.
As for why it is said to be a brand new civilization, anyone who is not blind can see the spacecraft traveling back and forth between several planets. However, this would be more difficult than simply discovering a life-bearing planet. Discovering a new life-bearing planet with a new civilization is a completely different concept.
Although Kil'jaeden is the overlord of the universe and can basically do whatever he wants in the universe except for his old rival Unar, he still has to abide by the rules, otherwise no one will have an easy life.
In response to new civilizations, the Cosmic Alliance, which was jointly established by the three cosmic overlords, has made relevant regulations. No matter which force it is, as soon as a new civilization is discovered, it should report it to the Cosmic Alliance immediately. No one is allowed to act on their own before receiving orders from the alliance.
The discoverer cannot get close to the civilization, cannot deploy any monitoring equipment, cannot let the life forms of the civilization find any traces, and certainly cannot conceal it.
Behind these seemingly strict requirements, there are actually countless bloody and dark pasts.
In the past, the major alliances had never made any requirements on the discovery of new civilizations. At most, they suggested not to interfere with the development of new civilizations. Apart from that, they were very casual. After all, among the three major forces in the universe, Kil'jaeden and Onar are both powerful bosses who can survive on their own in this universe.
Apart from the two of them, the rest of the Quesa Alliance is an alliance formed by the union of countless small and medium-level civilizations, with the highest-level mechanical civilization, Quesa, as the main body. It has always maintained a neutral stance in the universe, has no hostility towards Kil'jaeden and Onar, and is famous for its business.
Only the Quessar would accept the surrender of weak civilizations and grant them shelter. Kil'jaeden and Unar basically never accepted any application for alliance.
The Ona are a special form of civilization. They are not a biological civilization and are very different from most conventional life forms. An alliance between the two sides will not bring much benefit.
Kil'jaeden is simply more domineering. They do not accept alliances, only complete submission. That is to say, give up all its own sovereignty, completely merge into Kil'jaeden, and become a part of this civilization.
This is something that countless civilizations that have entered the universe on their own cannot accept.
Therefore, this situation led to the fact that countless emerging civilizations disappeared directly in the depths of the universe before the establishment of the Alliance Law.
If discovered by Kil'jaeden's people, the new civilization would face only two possible outcomes. Either give up all your efforts and join Kil'jaeden, or be suppressed by the enemy and join the enemy after eliminating the resistance.
The only difference between the two outcomes may be that the former can preserve more manpower.
The situation might be slightly better only for those who meet Ona or the Quesa Alliance. Ona has never been interested in biological civilization. After discovering a new civilization, the most likely action they will take is to ignore it. They will not attack them or reveal their existence. Quesa is a place where a group of small and medium-sized civilizations gather together for warmth. When they encounter a new and weak civilization, they are naturally willing to lend a helping hand and help them overcome the initial difficulties.
Many civilizations disappeared at the hands of Kil'jaeden, which led to their bad reputation among the Quessar. Many caravans of small civilizations would even take a detour when they saw Kil'jaeden's forces.
The regulations issued by the Universal Alliance later were more targeted at Kil'jaeden, and imposed restrictions on the discovery of new civilizations.
Originally they did not want to sign the contract. After all, the rewards from plundering an emerging civilization were equally great. But the people of the Quesa Alliance threatened them with their stance. If they did not agree, Quesa could not guarantee that its stance would remain neutral.
Kil'jaeden could fight against a civilization of equal level, but he didn't want to take on a civilization that was only slightly lower than his own.
"Tsk, trouble." Winifred spat with extreme disgust, and the expression on his face became even more ferocious.
He himself is a very radical fighter, and he holds the idea of fighting first and talking later towards all civilizations. Now, facing such a temptation, he was able to resist not issuing an order to invade immediately, which was already a result of his own strong willpower.
It's really bad luck that I have to report to Quesa.
Unfortunately, no matter how much he resisted this matter, he had to follow the rules. Winifred let out a breath of air from his nose in frustration, but still raised his hand and began to follow the new civilization reporting process.
His adjutant Barnard and the monitoring officer in front of the console looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Fortunately, this hawkish commander was still rational and did not issue any orders that would be enough to send everyone to the Universal Court of Justice.
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