Him and their stars.

Chapter 2124 Since we're already here, we won't leave empty-handed.

Despite this, no matter how angry Gongsun Qing was, these slaves in the core star sector of the empire were indeed enjoying a stable life that remained unchanged but was free from worries about food and clothing.

Their basic needs—food, clothing, shelter, transportation, employment, marriage, funerals, and even the survival of their offspring—are all guaranteed. Isn't this what all races in the universe initially pursued? Isn't this the life that most people aspire to?

Feifei laughed and said, "Yes, apart from the somewhat rigid rationing method, the school also teaches children from slave families how to farm and repair agricultural machinery. It's a harmonious little society that has eliminated currency. Actually, it's quite similar to the workers' community of Red Maple Factory."

Indeed, the Red Maple Factory also provided its workers with daily necessities and nutritional supplements, and its affiliated schools and clinics were also free. The similarities are not without merit.

However, even if that's the truth, saying it like that is still a bit of a blow.

Everyone was speechless. They looked at the smiling Fei Fei, then at Yu Lian who remained unmoved, and all thought that probably only the Madam would dare to mock the Marshal so openly.

Yu Lian nodded: "I don't deny that. This is probably why Brunhilde was able to implement those policies so boldly in the occupied territories. In fact, in terms of average lifespan, rest time, literacy rate, and intake of protein and vitamins, these slaves are far superior to the Alliance's laborers."

Gongsun Qing suddenly realized: "There is indeed such a saying, that the quality of life of the imperial slaves is actually far better than that of the workers in the alliance. So that's how it is averaged out?"

"...Actually, the slaves in the Frostlime Star System are not an isolated case. We can't generalize what we saw and heard in Symoe and Helot to the whole country." Little King tried his best to let everyone know that although the Dragon King of the Galactic Empire was very inhuman, he was still quite human in some aspects.

After forcing Little King Si to shut up with a look, Gongsun Qing sighed and said, "Back then at the Gate of Glory, even though our righteous army was forced to hide, the people welcomed us wholeheartedly and did their best to help us wherever we went. I originally thought that as long as we continued to advance into the heart of the empire, more and more oppressed people would be liberated. Perhaps, that utopian world will appear in the empire first."

Yu Lian couldn't help but glance at the Sword Saint, realizing that this kind of revolutionary romanticism suited her quite well. But considering she had already experienced the failure of the Alliance's Sons of Lohar, it was perhaps just her nature to maintain this romanticism.

However, he himself does not dislike this.

Once revolutionary romanticism matures and learns to stop acting blindly, it often becomes the most steadfast warrior.

"You look like you think I'm an idiot!" Gongsun Qing stamped his foot. "Feifei, Feifei, look at him! He's treating me like an idiot again."

Feifei laughed and said, "He doesn't see you as a fool, but as an important example of a social experiment. Your existence allows him to see a clearer future."

Gongsun Qing's eyes widened. For a moment, she was unsure whether the two of them had insulted her more, but since she couldn't figure it out, she felt that even for the sake of her mental and physical health, there was no need to think about it anymore.

She paused for a moment, then said solemnly, "Please tell me, Yu Lian, if we conquer the Heavenly Realm and kill the Emperor, can we really force the Empire to stop this war and withdraw from Earth?"

Yu Lian shrugged: "I wouldn't dare be so naive."

You really do think I'm a fool!
"If only one person in a country wants war, even if he is the supreme ruler, what awaits him is still a stroke, a fall from a horse, a car accident, or being easily soluble in water, etc."

“That makes sense, but it’s hard to imagine a true ninth-ring body experiencing acute permanent respiratory arrest,” Fei Fei interjected.

"If he really only knows how to defy the heavens, then even the most brilliant person could never become a ninth-ring. By now, the losses of the Galactic Empire have far exceeded their gains, but the reason why the war continues is the choice of all the people of Tirelo."

Gongsun Qing lowered his eyelids sadly, then glared at Xiao Si Wang again. The young woman, now the chosen emperor, lowered her head and clasped her hands, entering a state of reflection as if she were a sinner.

Yu Lian then laughed and said, "However, once this military empire starts moving in one direction, it takes strong external and internal forces to stop it. What we're doing is simply giving all the powerful figures in the empire a new option. This is an ancient country with a civilization spanning ten thousand years, and a proud race with a glorious history of cosmic conquest. A nation capable of creating such achievements must be a realist, with very high demands on its leaders! Even Emperor Elither needs to give his people a respectable explanation."

Feifei nodded emphatically, then added, "Of course, don't expect anyone to actually welcome you with food and drink during this process. The closer we get to the Heavenly Realm, the more we'll resemble the villains, and the Empire's unshakeable base will see us as invaders. If you really think that writing a classic and reciting a few scriptures will make the lower classes see you as saviors, then you're seriously underestimating this society. Is that what you mean, Commander?"

Yu Lian nodded solemnly as well. "It doesn't sound very pleasant, but Fei Fei really is my lip-syncer!"

However, while the logic was sound, the reaction of these "liberated" slaves in the Frostbea Galaxy was indeed unsettling. Especially upon learning that these farmers had returned to their posts, resuming their daily work like perfectly functioning machines, the Earth soldiers felt even more conflicted. They remarked that in their vast empire spanning thousands of light-years, and having dealt with countless rebel armies and slave revolts, this was truly the first time they had encountered such a rabid group.

Fortunately, even if the "slave liberation" work was ineffective, this attack on the Frostlime system was not entirely fruitless. Putting aside the grave-digging by a certain robot lady, and disregarding the data obtained by Swarm Lord 9527 in the Sugar Star laboratory that could lead to the development of something like the Sweet Milk Hydralisk, the data and various high-quality grain seeds alone were enough to elevate Earth's agricultural level by more than a decade.

Of course, this is all on the premise that everyone can return home safely after this expedition.

During the operation, Yu Lian also had time to rest his mind briefly and received news of his other comrades from the Zerg network.

Tan Jize and Marshal Akbar collaborated to establish the new Cherk People's Republic and even held the first "Original Color International" conference. Senior Eleanor felt that Tan might be a little bit like "establishing a separate central government" and reminded herself to be vigilant, but Yu Lian thought it was a good thing.

The new Shenzhou remained steadfastly defended, with the enemy unable to advance an inch. However, given the presence of Teacher Yang and the main force of the coastal fleet, holding onto a mere mountain and sea route was quite reasonable.

The long-lost New Independence is in good condition, and the old adjutant Rozes and his old friend Belmont are safe and sound, which is certainly a great surprise.

The fact that they made contact with Babaru and his group, who had been out of contact for even longer, in a secluded and remote star system in Femor was, of course, an even bigger surprise.

Babaru was with Ash, and they had also formed the remnants of the "Sons of Lohar" and the former rioters from various communities into the first primary force in Femor. This was the unexpected surprise.

I knew it; that giant beetle couldn't possibly be the type to settle for the status quo. It's just that Ash, who should have been a high-ranking member of the Bracer Guild in the previous timeline, became a traitor instead. It just goes to show that individual fate is indeed closely intertwined with the times.

In short, the surprises upon surprises should have turned into a dreamlike and happy time, but when Yu Lian learned that they were working together to make a big splash with Fei Mo, he was inevitably shocked.

During her previous wanderings, Shirley had already established settlements in key military locations and no-man's-land throughout the universe. Of course, due to their limited strength, these settlements were all in a dormant state at the time.

Now that she has "mastered her divine powers," the dormant insect swarms have naturally awakened. They have not only begun to increase their troops and expand their territory, but have also taken the initiative to contact potential "allies," preparing to do something big.

Of course, the swarm's current objective remains the same. In the big news that is about to happen in Femor, it only plays a supporting role such as transportation, reconnaissance, and resupply, and at most, it will play a supporting role in the end.

Ultimately, the decisive factor was the special operations team composed of Earth's elite forces and the Primal Color International Rebels.

"How large will the final scale be? What if the operation doesn't go smoothly?" Yu Lian finally couldn't help but ask a few more questions in the Zerg network.

"Humble Lord 1234 is here to answer your question. With the current strength of the Primal International and the Rebel Alliance, it is sufficient to strike the supply lines of the Imperial Cluster in the direction of Femor. They can also harass the Imperial territorial developers."

"Lord 787 reports to His Majesty. We also plan to create chaos to increase the cost of the Empire's garrison. Once 1234 arrives from the distant shore, we will prepare to launch a surprise attack on the Empire's outposts on the outskirts, disguised as the work of local warlords in Femor."

"Lord 1234 proudly reports to you that your humble communication port has acquired a certain ability to transform, and can transform into the appearance of the warlord Angba at any time."

Although Yu Lian didn't know where these lords learned to speak so eloquently, he felt that their emotional value was quite high.

The kind of auspicious words spoken by a seasoned, shrewd old fox can become greasy after a while, but the way the Zerg lords flatter with their accented pronunciation is actually quite appealing once you accept this premise.

Furthermore, their implication was that if this big news didn't materialize, the Swarm could also join forces with the Independence and the Primal International Rebels to wage guerrilla warfare throughout Felmor.

Since we're already here, we definitely won't leave empty-handed.

(End of this chapter)