Chapter 197: Unequal Meeting

Twenty-four hours later.

The meeting was held on the virtual network; after so many years of development, this technology's realism is nearly one hundred percent.

All senses can function, basically indistinguishable from reality.

Because the original Moyun Civilization's territory spans eighty-five light-years, it is utterly impossible for all civilization representatives to physically come in a short time.

In the virtual projection conference room, representatives of different civilizations came online one after another.

There were those seen in the Kalan Star System, tall and slender, like a blade‑winged mantis—the 'Mantis People'.

There were those whose bodies resembled a writhing mass of gel, able to change shape at will—the 'Slime People'.

There were those whose bodies were covered in hard rock carapace, standing over five meters tall—the 'Rock Clan'.

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They were once the masters of all kinds of civilizations in this star region.

But now, they each have only one identity.

That is, they are representatives of slave civilizations.

Thirty‑seven alien representatives were all present in a short while.

At that moment, a human projection in a proper suit descended.

This person was none other than Lie Ge.

He is no longer the Ministry of Foreign Affairs spokesperson who once wits‑and‑courage battled journalists on Blue Star.

Twenty years of time, and the lifespan extension brought by Federal technology, have given him ample time to study and grow.

Now he has been promoted to Federal 'Civilization Diplomat'.

He is specially responsible for handling all affairs concerning alien civilizations.

Logically, given his rank, there is no need for him to personally preside over such an 'unequal' meeting.

Sending any low‑rank official would be more than enough, but Old Luo and Qin Hao ultimately decided to let him take the field himself.

This is both to show the Federal Union's 'emphasis' on this meeting and to display humanity's magnanimity to these civilizations.

Of course, it is also to use his silver tongue to convey the Federal Union's decisions to everyone.

After Lie Ge's arrival, likewise suited experts from the Federal Union's foreign affairs, legal, and military departments descended one after another.

Their expressions were solemn, unsmiling, adding a sense of oppression to the meeting.

All alien representatives nervously gazed at the man in the chief seat.

They dared not whisper to each other, nor even breathe loudly.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

Finally, Lie Ge spoke.

His voice was translated in real time into thirty‑seven different languages, precisely reaching each representative's ears.

His voice was gentle, and he still wore a professional smile on his face.

"First, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Lie, a Federal Civilization Diplomat."

"I represent the Human Federal Union, and welcome your arrival."

"Welcome?"

Upon hearing that word, many alien representatives showed expressions worse than crying.

They did not feel there was anything worth welcoming.

"I know your current mood must be complex—fear, bewilderment, perhaps even a grudge."

Lie Ge's gaze slowly swept over each representative.

His eyes seemed able to see into people's hearts.

"You are wondering how we will treat you."

"Will we, like the Mo Yun Empire, turn you completely into thoughtless slaves and nourishment?"

"Or will we be even more brutal than the Mo Yun Empire?"

His words hit the nail on the head, striking the deepest fear in every representative's heart.

Many representatives' bodies began to tremble slightly.

"Before answering that question, I would like to ask you all to watch a segment of video."

After Lie Ge finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

The holographic projection changed instantly.

The image that appeared was the Kalan Star System, the planet that the Mo Yun Empire had remade into a biological factory—the homeworld of the Mantis People.

On the screen, countless Mantis People with dazed eyes, under the overseer's lash, performed grueling labor day after day.

Their corpses were casually tossed into the nutrient‑recovery tanks, becoming fodder for the fungal mats.

Seeing this, the Mantis People representative's exoskeleton emitted strained 'crack' sounds, his eyes filled with endless pain and hatred.

The other representatives felt the same, and the venue fell into dead silence.

Because this is the past of all of them.

Just then, the picture shifted.

A silvery‑white fleet, emanating a cold aura, appeared in the Kalan Star System.

Immediately followed was an uncontested slaughter.

The Mo Yun Empire's garrison fleet was no match before the silver fleet.

Finally, the image froze on Federal soldiers landing the planet and removing the Mantis People's posterior brain controllers.

Those Mantis People who had regained freedom still had eyes full of bewilderment and helplessness.

The video playback ended.

Lan Ge's voice sounded again.

"This video, I think has already answered part of your doubts."

"We are different from the Mo Yun Empire."

"Now, I will formally announce to you all the Human Federal's disposal plan for you."

"I hope you all will listen carefully to every word."

All extraterrestrial representatives held their breath.

The final judgment is finally coming.