Chapter 439: Invitation Letter? Then Let

"General Zhou is right!"

Another commander echoed, "We've even taken down the Overlord; are we still afraid of them? At worst we just fight! Our Yanhuang Civilization will not tolerate any form of humiliation!"

The military's stance was clear: hardline to the end.

However, the scientists led by Qian Bowen wore worried expressions.

"We must not act impulsively."

Qian Bowen said in a deep voice, "The opponent is a mixed fleet composed of at least seven Level‑7 civilizations, and may even include Level‑7 advanced civilizations."

Although we have advanced to Level 7, our foundation is still shallow. More importantly, this Universal Alliance actually contains Level 8 and even Level 9 civilizations.

For civilizations of that tier, heaven knows what god‑defying technologies they have mastered.

Opposing such colossal beings is no different from striking a stone with an egg.

"If we fight, we can't win. If we ignore them, they'll view us as hostile, leading to endless trouble."

"If we go, we'll be stripped layer by layer, at the mercy of others."

Shuang Ge scratched his head, a look of helplessness on his face, "This is literally a dead end."

Everyone's gaze refocused on Qin Hao.

He remained silent, merely staring quietly at the invitation letter, deep in thought.

The emergence of the Female Snail Civilization, humanity's origin, the Universal Alliance's invitation…

All of this arrived far too suddenly, and far too coincidentally.

He never believes in coincidences.

Behind it, there must be a deeper cause.

Perhaps it relates to his earlier use of the Causality Law weapon.

That time, the underlying logic of the universe was damaged, triggering a chain reaction.

Could it be that this anomaly

has attracted the attention of these higher‑level civilizations?

Their so‑called "verification"

may not only target the technological level of the Yanhuang Civilization, but also aim to uncover the secret of its rapid advancement,

and… this anomalous point of his that can shake the rules of the universe.

"System, if we go to war with the Universal Alliance now, what are the odds of victory?"

Qin Hao asked himself inwardly.

【Simulation in progress…】

【Target: Universal Alliance.】

【Our side: Yanhuang Civilization combined strength.】

【Simulation result:】

【Without exposing the host and system core secrets, the probability of repelling the current mixed fleet is 33.5%.】

【However, this action would completely alienate the Universal Alliance, and we would subsequently face direct intervention from the Alliance's Level 8 or even Level 9 civilizations. At that point, our odds of victory would be: 0.】

Zero.

A cold, ruthless number.

Qin Hao's gaze did not change at all.

He had long foreseen this outcome.

A hard‑on‑hard clash is the worst strategy.

Then, we have no choice but to go.

But how to go, whom to send, what to do after arriving, what to say—there is much to consider.

This is not merely a simple check‑in, but a diplomatic contest concerning civilizational dignity and future standing.

We must display sufficient strength so they dare not underestimate us.

We must also retain enough mystery to keep them wary.

We wish to join the alliance and enjoy its information and resources, yet we cannot be manipulated at their whim, becoming a pliant vassal.

Thinking this, Qin Hao's eyes swept over everyone present.

Zhou Shaoqing is too rigid, prone to conflict.

Mao Xinyang is too hard, suitable for deterrence but not for conciliation.

Qian Bowen and the other scientists are not adept at such scheming.

The most suitable candidate…

His gaze fell on two people.

One is Shuang Ge, who appears carefree but is actually meticulous, the best at dancing on the edge of a blade.

The other is Zhou Shaoqing's grandson,

now one of the most steady and outstanding commanders of the new generation of the Yanhuang fleet, Zhou Yunhai.

One handles external affairs, responsible for diplomatic negotiations, a smile hiding a knife.

The other handles internal affairs, commanding the fleet, immovable as a mountain.

One versed in civil matters, one in martial, one bright, one dark—a perfect match.

"We must take a seat at this game."

Qin Hao finally spoke, his attitude clear.

"However, the rules cannot be set entirely by them."

But, the rules cannot be entirely decided by them.

He looked at Lan Ge: "Lan Ge, this time you will act as the envoy."

Lan Ge froze for a moment, then broke into a grin and slapped his chest.

"No problem, I guarantee to complete the mission. However, given the other side's posture, is it a bit thin for me to go alone?"

"Of course not just you."

Qin Hao's gaze turned to Zhou Yunhai.

Zhou Yunhai immediately straightened his body: "Chief Commander!"

"You will lead the core escort fleet, with Pangu as the flagship, to escort the envoy onward."

"Remember, your mission is not combat, but display."

"Display?"

Zhou Yunhai was somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, display our strength."

Qin Hao said slowly, "Under any circumstances, without my order, no one may fire first."

"But anyone who dares to reach out their claws toward our ships, I want them chopped off without hesitation!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Yunhai's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he responded loudly.

"As for the core technical briefing..."

Qin Hao's mouth curled into a meaningful arc,

"Qian Yin, prepare one. Package our already eliminated third‑generation dimensional engine technology together with some pseudo‑four‑dimensional space theory, and make it look impressive."

Qian Yin understood instantly and smiled:

"Understood, I guarantee they will treasure it yet be unable to figure it out."

"All right, that's settled."

Qin Hao stood up, looked around at everyone,

"Tell everyone, in the Yanhuang Civilization's dictionary there are no words for scrutiny and evaluation."

"We go to certify our qualifications, to join an equal alliance, not to face judgment."

"From today on, the Yanhuang Civilization will make this universe hear our voice and obey our rules!"

Those words rang out, sweeping away the previously suppressed atmosphere.

In everyone's eyes, the flame named confidence reignited.

Yes, they are the Yanhuang Civilization!

They overthrew the Overlord and unified the hegemon of the entire superstar cluster!

Although the alliance is strong, we must not be too fearful of them.

Since it's an alliance, the interior definitely cannot be monolithic.

Three days later, in the massive shipyard of the Yanhuang Heavenly Court.

A massive flagship with an ancient appearance yet brimming with futuristic technology slowly set sail.

Its hull is not metal, but a special material showing a chaotic color.

Like the primordial matter at the birth of the universe.

On its hull there are no ferocious gun ports, only mysterious golden patterns, resembling the muscle lines of the mythical Pangu giant.

This is the Yanhuang Civilization's newest flagship—Pangu!

Around it are 100,000 core escort vessels likewise forged from the "Heaven-governing" alloy.

Under Zhou Yunhai's command, this fleet, though not large in scale,

yet extremely elite, forms a perfect defensive formation,

carrying Envoy Lan Ge, sailing toward the dimensional route to the Universal Alliance branch.

Inside the bridge of Pangu, all is quiet.

Zhou Yunhai sits in the commander's seat, eyes slightly closed.