Chapter 955: Negotiations with the Daikong Star Alliance (2)

Vitas noticed the abnormality in Aolana, his compound eyes contracting slightly.

"Ms. Aolana, are you certain? If there are any issues, please tell me directly."

Aolana squeezed out a faint smile.

"Of course I am certain, Commissioner Vitas. It is just... long-distance space travel makes one somewhat exhausted."

Angron spoke up at this moment.

"I think this is sufficient to prove the safety of our personnel. Commissioner Vitas, do you have any other questions?"

Upon hearing Angron's voice, Aolana trembled involuntarily, then quickly said.

"Then, let it be so. I wish the negotiations success."

The communication was cut off abruptly.

Vitas remained in Silence for a moment, then spoke.

"Lord Angron, I hope to obtain a more explicit guarantee..."

Angron glanced at the time, remembering that he had promised to visit his little sister who was in confinement today.

Diplomacy was certainly important, but promises to family could not be neglected either.

Angron interrupted Vitas.

"Commissioner Vitas, I believe today's talks have already achieved preliminary progress. I suggest we each rest for twelve standard hours to carefully consider the other side's position. We shall continue the discussion then."

Vitas was surprised by this sudden proposal.

"Lord Angron, I believe we still have many details that need to be discussed..."

"Six standard hours," Angron said as he stood up.

"This will give both of us enough time to evaluate today's dialogue and consult our respective leaderships. I believe this will be beneficial for reaching an agreement that both sides can accept."

Vitas watched Angron's posture as he prepared to leave the scene and spoke.

"Since that is the case, we shall reconnect in six standard hours. I hope your side can provide a more explicit answer by then."

After the communication was cut, Selina walked to Angron's side.

"Lord Angron, do you think they will accept our conditions?"

Angron straightened his robes.

"They have no other choice. The Daikong Star Alliance does not want to go to war with us; this can be seen from their attitude. Six standard hours is enough for them to discuss internally and recognize reality."

Angron walked toward the outside of the conference hall, his pace slightly faster than usual.

Selina noticed this and asked softly.

"Does Lord Angron have urgent business?"

A faint smile appeared on Angron's face.

"I promised a little one I would go see her today."

When Angron left the conference hall, his thoughts had already shifted from interstellar diplomacy to the little sister who was in confinement.

What should he bring to visit her? Perhaps some engineering textbooks recommended by Guilliman, or a collection of psychic enlightenment stories collected by Magnus.

Daikong Star Alliance capital, Olivia.

After the holographic projection closed, Vitas sat before the conference table and said to his several advisors.

"You all saw it; Aolana was clearly under duress. Her micro-expressions and body language while speaking were all conveying one message: she is afraid."

Advisor Mira pulled up the recording of the communication just now and slowed down the speed to analyze it carefully.

"Look here, when Angron spoke, her gaze shifted involuntarily to the lower right; this is a typical fear response."

Advisor Kasuo frowned.

"This means the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance is not the 'peaceful force' they claim to be. Detaining diplomatic personnel and coercing them to transmit false information is a clear hostile act."

Vitas sighed.

"But the problem is, do we have the capability to take strong measures? According to the intelligence Aolana transmitted back earlier, this Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance's military strength is very powerful."

Advisor Hera offered a different perspective.

"Perhaps we can adopt a more flexible strategy. Since they claim to be merely conducting a 'Human liberation cause', we can express understanding, or even provide a certain degree of recognition, in exchange for the release of the mission."

Kasuo immediately refuted.

"That would set a dangerous precedent. Recognizing their so-called 'liberation cause' is equivalent to admitting they have the right to invade the Fengqi Star Alliance. What comes next? If they claim the Daikon Star Sector also has 'oppressed Human compatriots', what should we do?"

Vitas rubbed his forehead. As the Trade Representative of the Daikong Star Alliance, he had handled countless complex interstellar disputes, but this situation was completely different.

The Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance was not only powerful, but their style of conduct also did not conform at all to known diplomatic norms.

"Six standard hours; we need to formulate a feasible countermeasure within this time."

Meanwhile, on Xiuluo, Angron was walking toward Yingxin's room.

In his hand, he held a small package containing several introductory engineering textbooks recommended by Guilliman and a set of precision tools handmade by Vulkan.

Thinking that the little one in confinement might be feeling gloomy, his pace quickened a bit.

However, when he arrived at Yingxin's room, he found the door wide open and the room empty.

Angron frowned and walked into the room.

The bed was made neatly, and several unfinished notes were spread out on the desk, but Yingxin was nowhere to be seen.

"Little one?" Angron called out.

At this moment, a passing attendant noticed Angron and stepped forward to salute.

"My Lord, Lady Yingxin was picked up by Lord Magnus and Lord Vulkan."

"Picked up? Isn't she in confinement?"

The attendant answered with slight embarrassment.

"Lord Magnus said... confinement is confinement wherever it is, so they took Lady Yingxin to their own home."

Angron sighed helplessly.

He knew his brothers would be soft-hearted.

Angron turned and walked toward the Primarch Residence.

As soon as he arrived home, Angron felt the faint psychic fluctuations permeating the air.

Yingxin was sitting on a chair that was far too large for her, her little feet dangling and swinging in the air.

Floating in front of her were several polyhedrons made of psychic energy, changing shapes according to her gestures.

Magnus stood to one side, while Vulkan sat at a workbench not far away, examining a mechanical device.

Magnus explained.

"... Psychic energy is not just power; it is a way of understanding the universe. You must learn to feel its flow, rather than forcibly controlling it."

The psychic polyhedrons in Yingxin's hands gradually stabilized, emitting a soft glow; just then, she noticed Angron at the doorway, and the psychic polyhedrons in her hands dissipated into specks of light.

"Brother Angron!"

Magnus turned and smiled slightly at Angron.

"Ah, Angron, have you come to see our little genius too?"

Vulkan looked up from the workbench and held up the device in his hand.

"You've come just in time, Angron. The little one was just wondering why you hadn't come to find her."

Angron crossed his arms and deliberately put on a stern face.

"I recall someone was supposed to be in confinement, not attending a psychic lesson."

Yingxin jumped off the chair, ran to Angron, and grabbed his large hand, shaking it.

"Brother Angron, I know I was wrong! But being locked in the room is too boring! Brother Magnus and Brother Vulkan said that learning is also a form of reflection!"

Magnus walked over and patted Yingxin's hair.

"She is right, Angron. The purpose of confinement is to let her reflect on her behavior, and learning proper knowledge is the best way to reflect."

Vulkan also nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Angron looked at Yingxin's expectant big eyes, then looked at his two brothers who had clearly "defected," and finally shook his head helplessly.

"So, 'confinement is confinement wherever you are'?"

He quoted the attendant, raising an eyebrow at Magnus.

Magnus chuckled.

"That is indeed the original phrasing."

Yingxin held Angron's hand tightly, looking up with her little face as she pleaded.

"Brother Angron, I really know that sneaking into the laboratory was wrong. I promise I won't do it again! But can you not lock me in the room? It's so small and boring there..."

Angron squatted down and said to Yingxin: "Do you remember our conversation yesterday?"

A look of contemplation, unsuited for her age, appeared on Yingxin's little face.

"I remember. Brother Magnus also told me something similar today. He said that powerful strength is like a sharp knife; it can cut vegetables or hurt people, it all depends on how you use it."

Angron watched this scene, and the last bit of his resolve melted away.

He took out the package he had brought: "This is the study material recommended by Guilliman and the study plan he personally annotated, prepared for you."

Yingxin took the package in surprise and opened it impatiently.

"Brother Guilliman's study plan? That's wonderful!"

Magnus watched Yingxin's excitement and said to Angron in a low voice.

"See? Proper guidance is more effective than simple punishment."

Angron sighed.

"I'm just worried that we are indulging her too much. After all, her safety..."

Magnus patted Angron on the shoulder and said.

"Regarding that, you are looking down on our little genius too much; she won't get into trouble easily."

"Alright, I agree with Magnus and Vulkan. Simply locking you in a room is indeed not the best way."

Yingxin's little face lit up immediately.

"Really? Then I don't have to be in confinement?"

Angron held up a finger.

"Conditionally exempted, which means you absolutely must not sneak into dangerous areas on your own again."

Yingxin immediately stood straight, imitating a soldier's salute.

"Yes, Brother Angron!"

"Little one, I have important work to handle later. You be good and listen to Brother Magnus and Brother Vulkan, understand?"

Yingxin rushed over and hugged Angron's leg.

"Thank you, Brother Angron! You're the best!"

Angron bent down to hug the little sister, then nodded to his two brothers to say goodbye.