"Isn't there any movement yet?"

"Border of the Tamara Galaxy./Da Literature Network"

With a look of fatigue, Carlisle, who had just walked into the conference room, asked impatiently before he could sit down.

"No."

“Unless alien civilizations allow us to go in, or they leave, we won’t know where what is going on.”

At the conference table, a slightly fat middle-aged woman stood up to respond to the haggard-looking leader.

This answer is also expected by Carlisle.

I don't know how many days I haven't had a good sleep. I was ordered to become the leader of the "Spark Civilization" in the face of danger. All Carlisle has was the huge pressure that was about to crush him.

If there are any abnormal movements in the "Tamara Galaxy" or the "Alien Civilization", as the leader, he will definitely know it as soon as possible.

Carlisle raised this question just because he was worried that something would happen during the time he went upstairs.

"How long will it take for General Eddie to come back?"

Sitting in his position, Carlisle stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows and asked another question.

"The war has begun on General Eddie's side, and now he suddenly retreats. He is worried that the Dart civilization will take advantage of the situation to pursue it."

"We are not sure whether the alien civilization will help us. After the fatal blow suffered by our mecha brigade, if the Dart civilization fleet comes again and transfers the battlefield to our civilization, it will definitely be a disaster."

"So, General Eddie is looking for an opportunity. According to him, three more star days will cause the Dart civilization to automatically withdraw, and then he will bring the fleet back."

Another middle-aged man stood up and responded to the leader.

"Of course, General Eddie also said that if we decide to go to war with the alien civilization, then he will be back soon."

"If the Dart civilization chases us, it will inevitably be pulled into this mess, and maybe things will turn around."

After saying that, the middle-aged man added another sentence before he sat down.

"War?"

"What are we going to fight against alien civilizations?"

"The alien master plus a few aliens almost completely destroyed all our mecha brigades in an instant."

"I want to go to war with them now, what do we use to attack them? Let our people eliminate spit and drown them?"

Putting down his hand, the leader looked at the middle-aged man with half-squinted eyes, and said sarcastically in his tone.

He lowered his head, and the middle-aged man didn't say anything more.

"I know, what are you worried about."

"Once I'm overwhelmed by pressure, I may impulsively make a decision to start a full war."

"Is this just useful? Once I make such a decision, you will immediately remove me in the next moment."

"Isn't that the case?"

No longer paying attention to the middle-aged man, Carlisle looked at the faces of the other people on the conference table, and said lightly.

No one responded, and no one looked at him.

"Should you wait."

"Wait patiently."

"We have always thought that we are very powerful civilizations in the universe. Even if we face the alien civilizations mentioned before, we will definitely defeat them."

"The end result is that we are so fragile, almost vulnerable."

"The life and death of the entire Spark civilization is entrusted to the alien master."

"Who have you ever thought of such a thing before?"

No one paid attention to it, and Carlisle did not stop his own words.

"Things probably won't develop to that point."

"If the alien master wanted to destroy us, he would have taken action long ago, why would he have to wait?"

At this time, someone finally spoke.

“What do the Tamara people do?”

"They are just playing with biotechnology and genetic technology."

"Is it difficult to understand what is the matter with alien civilizations looking for them?"

“Once they achieve their purpose, do you know what they will do?”

"Ignore us, and train our troops."

"What would you do if you were the Alien Lord?"

Staring at the man, Carlisle kept asking back in a somewhat aggressive tone.

"I have never hoped that we would be weaker and weaker as I am now."

"Because only in that way can alien civilizations ignore us."

"Tell Eddie, don't come back."

"If we are eventually destroyed by the alien civilization, at least Eddie can take the fleet back to the home planet and then take the tribesmen there to leave. In this way, our race can continue to reproduce."

"This is the only thing we can do now. As for the rest, just listen..."

Carlisle, who has always been like a puppet, is now acting like a real leader.

When his words were recognized by more people in the conference room, before he could finish his words, the staff in a corner of the conference room suddenly stood up and interrupted his voice.

"There's some movement over the Tamara Galaxy."

"The alien army is flying towards this side. If they use space to jump, they are expected to arrive soon."

"And...and, the Tamara tribe should have followed, because we discovered a large number of aircraft in the alien army."

The tone was full of shock, but the young female staff member said this without stuttering.

"Teng" stood up, and the previous fatigue disappeared without a trace. Carlisle said without thinking: "Go."

The others stood up and hurried out with him. Someone asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

"Go to welcome the Alien Lord and the Tamara clan, otherwise what are you going to do?"

Carlisle made a furious retort, then took the senior executives of the "Spark Civilization" to board a transport ship and flew quickly into outer space.

Just when they had just joined the fleet in outer space and transferred to another miniature warship, but they were not even able to fly outside the star system, they then received news that the alien army had appeared outside the star system.

"How many of them have we killed in the war with the Tamara?"

"Also, how many of them have died indirectly or directly at our hands over the years?"

Seeing that he was about to reach the outside of the star system, Carlisle suddenly remembered a question and immediately asked the people around him.

"The Tamara surrendered without resistance, so not many people died in battle, about a thousand people."

"But since they surrendered, more than 5,000 people have died at our hands so far."

"Apart from some special events, most of them died on our laboratory bench."

The person next to him quickly retrieved information on the portable light screen and responded to Carlisle in a small way.

"Do you think the key lies with the Tamara people?"

At this time, the slightly fat woman could not help but ask Carlisle.

"For alien civilizations, we are dead or alive, and they may not care."

"So, the key to the problem lies with the Tamara people."

"The total number of people in the first and second is not very much. But considering their population ratio, how many lives do you think we will have to pay this time to calm the Tamara clan?"

Carlisle responded to her with a sad face.
Chapter completed!