Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

In a starry sky countless light years beyond the silent Milky Way, an endless wormhole is twisted, like a transparent and wriggling giant mouth, slowly pouring out a huge amount of light spots.

It is called a light spot, but that is the strong visual difference effect formed when compared with the vast universe. When you look closer, you can't see what the light spot is.

They were clearly warships sailing across the universe, as many as a hundred thousand ships, emerging from the wormhole in an overwhelming manner. The smallest ones were hundreds of kilometers long, and there were even steel monsters nearly a thousand kilometers long, such as Kunpeng traveling across the starry sea.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Each warship dragged a brilliant stream of light, leaving a dazzling mark in the void, like the effect of lava burning through a curtain.

Time passes very quickly, yet seems to be relatively still.

In a blink of an eye, the huge fleet was dozens of light years away. Within the navigation area, a layer of ignorant blue light film covered each warship, increasing the overall speed like a flock of geese flying.

At full speed, more than 100,000 warships swept through one vast galaxy after another at an unimaginable speed.

The core surrounded by numerous warships is a huge silver-colored planet, which is also the strongest and largest mothership of the star human civilization, home to hundreds of millions of star human beings.

At this time, in the empire’s highest conference building, leader Tuvelvis, 20 elders, and 128 district heads were all present.

Elder Dross, who is in charge of the Empire's space-time technology, is a thin old man wearing a loose black down robe and with half of his face digitally particled. He sits on the left side of the leader.

The elder in charge of the highest achievements in biotechnology, Lai Yun, was a charming woman with a purple high ponytail and a platinum research suit. She sat on the other side.

The two of them were undoubtedly elders whose power and reputation in the empire were second only to the leader. The other 128 elders were arranged in different camps of both sides, followed by councilors who followed different elders.

In a solemn atmosphere, Lai Yun slowly stood up, and touched the void in front of him with the five slender jade fingers of his left hand. Then he casually pulled to the left, and suddenly, dense experimental file data appeared in the air and caught the eyes of the senior executives.

The three slender figures condensed by light particle projection technology are different from any previous genetic warriors. Their appearances are completely different, but the pronuclei of their genes are exactly the same. They are cloned through a master's parallel time and space isotope.

Three different genetic warriors were given the code names of [Xuanying], [Chenjin], and [Yanyu]. The most striking data was their level positioning: Sequence War God SSR+.
The moment he appeared on the stage, all the elders and senior officials present were astonished. This was the strongest single combat force other than the battleships, and there were only ten of them in the empire now!

Before they could come to their senses, they heard Lai Yun's pleasant voice.

"The Xianyan Project has ended. The targets captured from different time and space have been iterated and transformed to the cloned transcendence level. They are more powerful than the original body in all aspects."

"We have carried out the most expensive and top-notch cultivation on these three clones, developing the potential contained in their cells to the extreme, so that they have successfully acquired combat power comparable to that of the Sequence God of War."

"Yes, you heard it right. As long as they don't control mechas individually, they are qualified to compete for the top ten."

Lai Yun's tone of speech was very natural. She then slid the virtual screen to display a real-time monitoring video. In the core base of the Imperial Research Institute, there were three clones of Jiang Mo, sleeping in fluorescent green cylindrical containers, with tiny nanomechanical external neural network tubes inserted all over their bodies.

"We have also input countless combat memories, installed them in the brain, and infiltrated the cells and flesh, allowing the pinnacle of combat skills to become instinctual."

"The three fruits you see today are the strongest ones selected from among 100,000 isotopes in parallel time and space. After millions of cloning, they are finally born as perfect creations."

"Except for not having the blessing of the secret realm, they are no different from the masters in their homeland. I can even assert that even the top masters may not be their opponents."

"The above is my experiment report. You are the elders and councilors of the empire and have the right to know. I have finished my report. If you need to dispatch experimental subjects to perform tasks, please submit your opinions to me together."

Lai Yun finished his speech in one breath, bowed slightly to everyone, and then sat down.

With a "whoosh" sound, the experimental file data floating in the air was copied into hundreds of copies in an instant and flew in front of the senior executives present for them to observe.

At the same time, no one noticed in the three containers of the core base that in the container of 'Dust Ashes' on the far left, the sleeping clone was undergoing alienation, and a soul lurking in the deepest, smallest, and almost void sea of ​​consciousness was slowly reviving.

In the conference room, the more the senior executives looked at the experimental data, the more shocked they were. This was much better than any previous genetic warrior who had piloted a War God-class mecha, and the data was overwhelming.

"It seems that the Dao Lords and extraordinary creatures of this homeland are indeed unique. If they are used well, their future research value will be limitless. In my opinion, why not try to win them over first?"

Elder Zavo, who holds the sole military power of the empire, said this suddenly, as if he was thinking about something, changing his previous position of agreeing with Dros to destroy all living beings in Tianyuan.

The elder had gray hair, a strong spirit, a dignified face and sharp eyes.

If Jiang Mo was also present, he would definitely recognize that this old guy was the one who cursed at him in the artificial space when he failed to win him over by offering him the temptation of "becoming an immortal".

At first, Zavo's plan was that since the underground human race had detected anomalies in the dimensional space of their homeland, which was the entrance to a wider world, he simply and brutally activated the Star-Destroying Cannon, using a powerful explosion to directly penetrate the space and enter that world.

But the amazing experimental data provided by Lai Yun shook Zavo's idea that the bodies of the Taoist Lords and Demon Kings living in their homeland were a considerable and precious resource.

Moreover, the empire possesses a huge fleet and absolutely overwhelming strength, and it can completely suppress various forces in its homeland. There is no need to rush into that unknown mysterious space. It can accumulate strength first, and wait for the right time to attack in one go, which is safer.

Even though the continuation of the imperial civilization is imminent, they do not lack those years. With their technology, it will not take much time to analyze the fundamental reasons for the power of many extraordinary creatures.

When Zavo put forward his suggestion, Dros remained silent, and the other elders and council members responded intermittently with echoes.

Leader Tuvelvis reviewed the experimental report in detail, gradually showing a satisfied smile, and said in a calm voice:
"I also considered what Elder Zavo said. Basically, most of the humans in our homeland share the same blood as us."

"Three thousand years ago, our ancestors were defeated in the war and driven away from their homeland by the Dao Lords and Demon Kings to wander the starry sky. We are lucky."

"But those humans living in the mortal world are unfortunate. From then on, they became puppets kept by those secret sects, who manipulated their fate at will."

Tuvelvis's eyes were steady, his voice was full of energy, as if he had made up his mind, and he said loudly:
"If possible, I would like to help them escape from their cages as much as possible without destroying their homeland, or even merge them into the empire, so that they can receive genetic modification and cultural baptism."

"Sir Weiss, is this not a good idea?"

Some aristocratic interest groups asked tentatively, and were unwilling to accept the lives of people from their homeland.

"I can understand and strongly support the idea of ​​capturing the Dao Lords and Demon Kings of their homeland for research, but allowing those ignorant humans to return to the arms of the empire is a blatant injustice to all the citizens who have devoted their blood and sweat to the empire so far."

"They rely on your kindness, their similar appearance to ours, and a nearly severed relationship with us, and they want to be treated as citizens of the Empire?"

"Excuse me, this is unrealistic. I also absolutely do not agree that those strange monkeys dare to lie on the lifeblood of the empire and suck blood crazily."

An obese elder, leaning on a cane, retorted incessantly with a stern face in a clear and fierce manner.

Not only him, but also 128 district councilors opposed it. The laws of the empire had strict limits. How much power, wealth, reputation, and respect a citizen could enjoy depended on how much he contributed to the empire.

There is absolutely no reason for those humans in the homeland who have never met to be treated the same as the citizens of the empire.

Of course, most of the senators and elders represent the interests of the Star Human Race, and will not allow their leader to destroy the interests of the empire on his own accord and allow the humans in their homeland to be incorporated into the empire.

"Elder Zephyr, please don't be angry."

"Sir Weiss is just making this proposal. There is no need for you to make a fuss."

"I think what he said is right. When our fellow people who share the same bloodline are in dire straits, how many of us, and even all the citizens of the empire, can turn a blind eye?"

"It takes time for barbarism to become civilized, and it also takes time for ignorance to become wise. I believe in their potential. Based on this, I also agree with Mr. Weiss's decision."

A short old man said in a muffled voice.

He opposed Elder Zephyr's argument and corrected him by comparing the humans in his homeland to parasites.

"Knut, have you ever considered how much resources the empire would consume for the seven or eight billion humans in your homeland?"

"Your kindness should not be used for such a ridiculous decision!"

Before the fat elder could make a rebuttal, a member of his camp spoke up for him.

Suddenly, all kinds of arguments echoed in the entire magnificent and luxurious conference room. The leader remained silent, but his brows were furrowed more and more obviously.

He must listen to the opinions of his people and not act arbitrarily. This is also his responsibility as a leader.

Nearly 70% of the elders and councillors expressed opposition, the remaining 20% ​​supported him, and 10% were neutral. Even if he had the highest voting power in the empire, it would be of no avail at this moment.

As the discussion became louder and louder, and even developed into a trend of personal attacks, at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly interrupted everyone's speech.

"That's enough. Be patient, gentlemen and ladies. Look here."

Delos held a thick book of law in one hand, opened a page in the middle, pointed at the content, and said word by word:

"According to the Law of Expansion, one of the 50 original laws of the Empire, whether to accept new species into the Empire requires a vote by all the people and reference to the wishes of the conquered races. The weight of the two is 20% and %, and the final decision will be made by the Parliament."

"The resources of our homeland are indeed rich and worthy of full exploration and development. As for the fate of the rest of the living beings, let the citizens of the empire decide."

Delos took out the classic book of law and ended the discussion in one fell swoop. Everyone was speechless and agreed with this unanimously.

However, among the planets conquered by the Empire, there have been thousands of races, and none of them have been able to join the Empire. This is partly because they do not have humanoid forms, but the deeper reason is that the citizens of the Empire have formed a mental stamp that prioritizes collective interests. In the Empire, collective interests can radiate to every citizen, giving them abundant material and favorable living conditions. On the contrary, as long as the interests of the Empire are damaged, all the rights and benefits of citizens will be greatly reduced.

Resources are limited and there is a maximum amount of distribution restrictions. Once a certain limit is exceeded, the citizens of the empire will not want to see the addition of alien races, which will lead to an overall decline in their living standards. As a result, over the long years, the entire star race has become extremely xenophobic.

Leader Tuvilvis looked at Delos's actions and had nothing to say. He nodded slightly, as if to show his approval.

He then turned his head and looked at the Imperial Military Elder Zavo, and asked in a magnetic voice:

"How long will it take to reach the solar system?"

"3 months."

Zavo said indifferently:

"Before the fleet arrives at home, we still have time to launch the Void Network Neural Light Stream and use the Atalank membrane of the other dimension to bypass the long distance of real space and achieve a jump between the two places. We will be teleported to Earth within 1 hour and conduct real-time statistics."

"The negotiations with the humans in the homeland are left to you."

"Yes, Lord Weiss." Zavo, who received the order, had an idea. His consciousness connected with the main network terminal of the empire's highest military agency and began to arrange related preparatory work.

About two minutes later, Zavo said again: "The message to the homeland has been sent, and the basic civilization information is attached to it."

"I gave them two choices: 1. Survive and submit to the rule of the empire; 2. Resist and become interstellar dust."

"Everyone, please take a look."

With a "buzz" sound, Zavo showed a huge ultra-clear screen. The scene on it was a towering tower of the Eternal Mothership, emitting a brilliant golden light that penetrated the sky and universe, thus opening up a special dimension. The twisted vortex area inside was a vast gray-black color, and the surrounding area was endless pale white.

"Boom!"

The golden light stream containing billions of pieces of information roared continuously and disappeared completely into the other dimension, jumping across an unknown distance of tens of thousands of light years in an instant.

Soon, blank measurement data appeared on the screen and hung in mid-air. It would take some time to wait. The screen was divided into left and right areas. The left was green, which meant survival, and the right was red, which meant resistance. The data on both sides were temporarily 0.

Seeing this, the leader nodded slightly. He looked around and discussed with the participants present in a calm and gentle tone.

"Then, next, it's the turn of our imperial citizens to vote."

"Which elder is willing to take responsibility?"

"I."

"I come."

Before the leader finished speaking, a fat, short left hand slowly raised up, representing the will of its owner.

The person who spoke was Elder Zefer, who was in charge of the empire's finances and was also of noble birth.

"it is good."

The leader had no objection. Even though the two sides had different political views, he believed in Zepher's ability and character, and believed that he would not cheat in such a major event witnessed by the whole country.

Soon, Zephyr wrote out a rough draft of his speech, copied more than a hundred copies, and passed them to every senior executive present for review. The content was as follows:

"To all citizens of the empire, the star migration is about to end. We still have three months to reach the homeland where our ancestors once lived. Our homeland is adjacent to a vast world, waiting for us to explore."

"There is a resolution now. Please ask the citizens of the empire to actively participate in the discussion. The homeland is inhabited by humans who are highly similar to us. Three thousand years ago, we and they lived on the homeland."

"Later, we were threatened by extraordinary creatures. We left our homeland and fled to the starry sky. Some of our people, as well as ordinary humans, were left in their homeland forever and became food for the extraordinary creatures."

"After three thousand years, the return is imminent. The parliament is faced with a major choice. We have two alternative plans. We implore all citizens of the empire to choose one, or to make a more comprehensive proposal and upload it to the main network terminal of the Imperial Parliament in real time."

"1. Use force to suppress all living things in our homeland, and erase all traces of past civilization. The world will belong to us again!"

"2. With gentle strategies, we can make the creatures of our homeland submit to us, join our empire, gain wisdom, and achieve evolution. We can also maximize the value of all species other than humans by ruling them, rather than simply destroying them."

"Detailed information about the homeland has been collected by the underground human race, our close relatives and comrades who are billions of light years away from us. It has been sent to your personal online mailbox. Please check it according to your objective needs."

"Of course, our comrades and clansmen have been destroyed at the hands of the Master of their homeland. The Council has preserved all their memories and data. When we descend upon a more vast world, that will be the time for them to be resurrected."

"That is the news that I, the Minister of Finance of the Empire, Zefer, have brought to you today, gentlemen and ladies. Please allow me to greet you. I am truly sorry for taking up your precious time so presumptuously and abruptly."

The content of the speech was concise and to the point, and the twenty elders and one hundred and twenty-eight members of the parliament voted in agreement to send it.

"We can begin now." Leader Tuvelvis said.

Elder Zefer's consciousness was also connected to the empire's main network terminal. With his identity and authority, he borrowed an energy tower that towered over the prosperous imperial capital and shot out mighty golden particles, sweeping across the entire Eternal Mothership and even radiating to the 100,000 warships outside the mother planet.

In an instant, the elders and council members in the conference room, even though they were in a secret room, could not escape the dazzling light that penetrated everything.

Golden light flashed in the eyes of all citizens of the empire, and a two-dimensional voting panel unfolded on the retina and appeared deep in the brain, accompanied by the sound of Zephyr's speech.

"Drip drip!!"

Without a moment's delay, countless citizens scattered across the empire made an iron-blooded and cold-blooded decision in an instant. The number representing Plan One soared wildly from 0 to 36034339.

"Drip drip!!"

The senior executives in the conference hall made their choices calmly, and at this time, Plan 2 had more than 100,000 pieces of data supporting it.

Time passed by minute by minute. There were more than seven billion star humans living on the mother planet and stationed on the planet-circling warships. Every moment, citizens of the empire cast their precious votes.

The 24 original laws of the empire stipulate that the collective power of citizens overrides that of parliament. At critical moments concerning the survival, prosperity and decline of the race, parliament needs to refer to the most authentic public opinion and cannot act arbitrarily and arbitrarily.

This is an iron rule that all councillors, elders, and even leaders need to abide by.

From the day they took office, chips that can detect brain waves were implanted in their brains. The chips will not spy on any of their secrets other than interfering with public opinion.

This is also the backup plan left by many predecessors of the empire to ensure the normal operation of the imperial parliament in future generations without corruption. The chip will be upgraded every hundred years, and so far no senior official has been able to cross this taboo line.

"Drip drip!!"

On the data panel projected by Zephyr, the rising data on both sides gradually cooled down and almost stopped. More than half an hour had passed.

Soon, exactly 40 minutes later, when the last citizen of the empire cast his vote, the results came out.

The number of citizens who support Option 7126009834 is 99.999, accounting for %
The number of citizens who support Option 846621 is 0.0001, accounting for %
The result is obvious. The citizens of the empire are extremely unwilling to let humans they have never met snatch away their power and welfare.

Inside the conference hall, Zefer said nothing, but he could no longer hide the smile on his face. With the result of this vote, it would be impossible for those monkeys from their homeland to join the empire.

As for whether they can be destroyed or not, Zefer doesn't care. What he cares about is whether the interests of the empire are harmed.

At the same time, the votes of the twenty elders and one hundred and twenty-eight councillors in the conference hall were also somewhat subtle.

There are only a dozen people who share the same political views as the leader. Most people have similar ideas to Dros and Zefer. While rejecting the Tianyuan human race, they also want to eliminate them and wipe out the embarrassing stains in the history of the empire.

Just like the wealthy family who have become successful, they always want to distance themselves from their rural relatives when they were poor, for fear that the latter will ruin the image of the former.

The leader was not surprised by the voting results. He remained calm, smiled, and chose to accept the result in a gentlemanly manner.

He has his own ideas, but more often than not, he is the leader of the empire. During his tenure, all major decisions must be based on public opinion and the real interests of citizens.

At this time, the golden light stream heading towards the homeland had been emitted for nearly an hour.

Suddenly, Zavo, who was responsible for monitoring the real-time situation, changed his expression slightly, as if he had discovered something remarkable.

"What's the matter, Zavo? The news from the hometown should have been delivered by now, right?"

DeRoss asked with a frown, motioning him to quickly list the specific data.

Who knew that the next second, Zavo brought a piece of bombshell news that no one could have predicted.

"The light stream was intercepted and trapped in the solar system, unable to reach its homeland."

Zavo's tone was a little heavy, which was not a good sign. (End of this chapter)