Chapter 427: Stardew Otsutsuki Old Farmer, Activate!

In some silent space, two men and one woman were soaking in an unknown solution inside cylindrical containers.

Metal conduits embedded in the wall structure were linked to the cylindrical containers, occasionally flashing pale blue streams of light as they channeled energy into them.

Suddenly, the two men and the woman snapped their eyes open at the same time and exchanged a look, expressionless.

"It seems He has anchored a new world."

"No need for 'seems.' Our perception doesn't err. A new world has connected with the main universe."

As the Speaker of the Stellar Radiance Federation, and a powerhouse who had already reached the Ninth Energy Level, the three of them could perceive with absolute clarity that the main universe had anchored yet another new world.

More crucially, this anchoring had nothing to do with the Empire.

Thinking of this, the woman among them stretched out her curled-up body and gazed into the void with empty eyes.

After a long while, she slightly furrowed her brow: "I can't see it. The surrounding worlds haven't changed much."

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Hearing this, the other two men first exchanged a glance, then said expressionlessly: "Judging by this, He must have found a new anchor point, but it's been hidden."

The three were not surprised that their former boss would do this. After all, over the years the Federation had been trying to shake off the influence the other party exerted, and with considerable success.

It was more accurate to say that once one became a professional above the Eighth Energy Level, it became very difficult for that one to continue exerting influence on them.

"Have the councilors and military commanders of every star domain keep an eye out. If a new anchor point truly appears, it won't be some nobody."

"Find him, control him. Compared to that Emperor, Your Majesty, we've stagnated far too long."

"Seconded. The Sea of Worlds is far too vast. We also need a new anchor point to lock down a world."

"Too bad we don't know where the new anchor point is. If it's in the Empire's territory, or in the domains of those five outsiders—"

"It concerns our chance of advancement. We can only do our best to try."

Each anchor point carries different information, just as the three of them, when they were weak, would not go to the same world.

Although with their current strength they could already see the surrounding worlds, and even worlds farther away could be caught.

But the problem is—

As if she had seen something she shouldn't have, a faint burning pain shot through the woman's eyes.

She withdrew her gaze and brought up another matter instead: "The life fluid from those T-23 worlds is nearly used up. Switch to a new batch next time. I don't like it."

". Up to you."

As the three closed their eyes once more, the space fell silent again, as if nothing had happened at all.

Unfortunately, the councilors and military commanders scattered across the various star domains of the Federation did not think so at the moment.

They were reviewing the intelligence that had suddenly appeared in their minds, their expressions varied.

One had to remember that the last time they had received a message from the Speaker was three hundred years ago, when the Federation and the Empire had erupted into war over a certain world.

But the geniuses that have appeared in recent years— this range is far too broad.

Scaling it up to the entire Federation, the targets that met the criteria could be counted in units of hundreds of millions.

And that was still a conservative estimate; the true number would only be more exaggerated.

Fortunately, the three Speakers had not issued any mandatory demands, only asking them to pay closer attention from now on.

'Feels like something big is about to happen again.'

None of those who could become high-energy-level professionals were fools. These councilors and military commanders could naturally sniff out something unusual.

But no matter how bad the situation got, it wouldn't be worse than when war broke out with the Empire. That was truly a matter of life and death.

In that kind of situation, even upper three-energy-level professionals could fall with the slightest carelessness. One had to remember that for these beings, being hard to kill was already the most basic of abilities.

With some unspeakable thoughts, these Nation's high command casually passed the matter down.

……

On the other side.

In a resplendent palace comparable to a planet, a handsome man with a bare chest lounged lazily against Wang Zuo.

Before his eyes, a group of scantily clad dancing girls kept twisting their bodies.

"Your Majesty, ah~"

At that moment, a plump, mature woman pinched an unknown fruit and brought it to the man's lips.

The man opened his mouth and swallowed the fruit, then pulled her into his embrace: "Why do I feel this tribute fruit isn't as sweet as you, my beloved consort?"

Hearing this, the mature woman pretended to be shy and pouted coquettishly: "Oh, Your Majesty~"

The man's interest was suddenly greatly roused, and he promptly dismissed the dancing girls.

With only a lone man and woman left, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Just as the man was about to do something, the mature woman suddenly began to cry.

Seeing this, the man raised an eyebrow and asked curiously: "Has my beloved consort been wronged? Tell me, I'll help you vent."

"Your Majesty." Faced with his concern, the mature woman cried even louder. Only after quite a while did she hesitantly say, "The Empress—"

However, before she could finish, the man placed his right index finger over her red lips: "My beloved consort, don't be a spoilsport at a time like this."

"Your Majesty."

An extremely aggrieved expression immediately appeared on the mature woman's face, looking as if she wanted to speak but didn't dare.

What she failed to notice was that the smile in the man's eyes had gradually faded, leaving only a cold, icy gaze.

Just as the mature woman was about to say something again, the man suddenly spoke: "I'm tired. You may withdraw first."

Hearing this, the mature woman couldn't help but freeze, then called out anxiously: "Your Majesty, I was wrong. Please don't send me away."

However, the man did not pay her pleas any heed, only using force in his hand to push her out.

Caught off guard, the mature woman immediately tumbled to the floor. Yet she paid no heed to the pain and promptly scrambled on hands and knees to the man's feet.

Before she could say anything, the man spoke in a cold voice: "It seems I've spoiled you too much lately, made you forget the rules."

Saying so, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and hauled her up before him.

Although a heart-piercing pain was shooting through her head at this moment, the woman did not dare to struggle in the slightest.

She covered her mouth with trembling hands, not daring to say another word.

Seeing this, a faint look of disgust crossed the man's face as he flung the person in his hands away: "Go find the Grand Steward. Starting tomorrow, you don't need to come see me anymore."

Hearing these words, the mature woman couldn't help but freeze.

Grand Steward