I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Luo Fei sat down.

The chair is large, with solid wood armrests, making it more comfortable to sit on than the hardwood chairs in the conference room. The curve of the backrest is just right to support the lower back.

But he didn't lean back; his back was straight, his hands were on the table, his fingers were interlaced, and his thumbs were gently touching.

Director Qin sat down next to him.

The silence in the hall lasted for a long time.

No one whispered, no one flipped through documents, and no one drank water.

All eyes were focused on that spot—to the left of Elder Long and to the right of Director Qin, where a young man in a dark green military uniform with three gold stars on his epaulets sat.

Luo Fei spoke up.

He did not get up, walk to the podium, or use the microphone.

The hall was equipped with a sound system, and his voice came from the speakers in front of each seat, so clear that it was as if someone was speaking right next to your ear.

"Distinguished delegates, I have gathered you here today to announce something. The alien fleet will arrive in ninety-nine days. This is not speculation, nor is it a rumor; it is a proven fact. I personally witnessed and destroyed their probes, but the probes have already transmitted information about Earth and its coordinates."

"I received accurate intelligence. Their fleet consists of about thirty ships, each more advanced and powerful than mine. Their purpose here is far from a friendly visit. They want our resources, they want our planet Earth, on which we depend for survival, and they want our people to be their slaves."

He paused for a moment, his gaze slowly sweeping across the entire hall.

"The nations of Earth have been at war with each other for thousands of years. Today you attack me, tomorrow I attack you, and the day after tomorrow your two countries will join forces against a third party. What you are fighting for is nothing more than land, resources, faith, or a momentary impulse."

"These hatreds and differences are not fabricated, nor are they insignificant, but the alien fleet will not care which country you come from, what religion you believe in, or what skin color you have."

In the hall, someone let out a soft sigh of relief.

Someone moved their hands from the table to their knees, palms up, fingers slightly curled.

Some people stared down at the mineral water bottle in front of them, repeatedly pondering every word Luo Fei had said.

"I am not here to ask for cooperation. I am here to inform you all—from this moment on, cease all wars, cease all conflicts, cease all internal strife."

"All the resources, all the technology, and all the people on Earth must unite. This is not a discussion, nor a suggestion, but an order. You may choose not to listen to me. But the consequences of disobeying have already been demonstrated to you by Israel."

The Israeli representative sat in the middle of the third row. He was in his fifties, with a long, thin face and silver-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

His lips twitched slightly, and he looked somewhat embarrassed, but he didn't dare to lash out on the spot.

He lifted his hand from the table and pressed the speak button in front of him. The red light on the button immediately lit up, indicating that he had the right to speak.

A soft "beep" sound came from the loudspeaker system.

He stood up, sliding his chair back a short distance. His voice was low, as if he were struggling to suppress some emotion about to erupt.

"General Luo, we deeply respect your strength. But we are baffled by your destruction of our entire military force this morning. We were merely taking preventative action against the threat from Iraq; on what grounds do you impose sanctions on us?"

He was very careful with his words, deliberately avoiding any expression that might anger Luo Fei.

The question itself carried a questioning tone, but the tone was gentle, as if humbly seeking advice.

Luo Fei turned his head to look at him.

Their eyes met in the air. The representative's gaze did not waver, but he blinked a little faster.

"Because I warned you."

Luo Fei's voice was not loud, but he gave a direct answer—no explanation, no argument, and no extra reasoning.

This way of answering leaves the other party with no point of rebuttal.

The Israeli representative stood there, his lips barely moving.

He had prepared a long speech, intending to quote extensively from international law to humanitarianism, and from the right to self-defense to the principle of proportionality.

However, Luo Fei's answer was only half a sentence, and there was no need to refute it, because the premise of refuting is that the other party has given a reason that can be refuted.

He had no reasons, only results.

I have told you not to take action, but you have taken action against others anyway, and that in itself is a reason.

The Israeli representative reluctantly sat down.

Luo Fei turned back to face forward again.

"I have no interest in managing the entire planet Earth. I'm focused on only one thing—ensuring that humanity on Earth will still be alive in one hundred days. To achieve this goal, Earth can no longer remain fragmented as it is now. We need to establish a unified command system, coordinate resource allocation, and conduct unified technological research and development."

"Fighting alone will only lead to a dead end. Only by uniting can all of humanity on Earth have hope of survival."

He was silent for a moment.

The entire audience held their breath. Then, he turned to look at Elder Long and slowly nodded.

The moment he nodded, everyone's gaze shifted from Luo Fei and focused entirely on Elder Long.

Old Long first withdrew his hands from the table, then slowly stood up, supporting himself on the edge of the table with his left hand and the armrest of the chair with his right.

His movements were slow, even somewhat sluggish, but the moment he stood up completely from his seat, the air in the entire conference hall, which could hold ten thousand people, seemed to rise with his presence.

He straightened his back and began to speak. He didn't look at his prepared remarks; the contents of those few pages were something he had reviewed and revised word by word the night before, every line of which was deeply imprinted in his mind, so there was no need to look down at them.

"The top leadership of the Dragon Kingdom held an emergency meeting last night. After a whole night of research and discussion, we proposed—to establish a United Government of Blue Star."

The entire venue instantly erupted into a frenzy, as if a pot of cold water had been boiled.

Some people were so surprised that their mouths were agape, and they couldn't close them for a long time.

Some people sprang up from their chairs, then slumped back down; others turned to look at the person next to them, their eyes conveying the same question—"What did he just say?"

After a brief pause, waiting for the room to quiet down a bit, Elder Long spoke again. His voice was calm and steady, drowning out all the commotion.

"The Blue Star United Government will be centered on the Dragon Kingdom and jointly governed by several major powers. The government will have a Security Council, a Resource Allocation Committee, a Science and Technology Development Committee, and a Population and Mobilization Committee."

"Major decisions must be voted on by the committee, following the principle of majority rule. Each country's internal affairs shall be managed autonomously by each country, provided that they do not affect the overall strategy of the entire planet. No country may wage war against another country for any reason, and all existing conflicts should be immediately ceased and resolved through arbitration by the United Government."

"Tariffs, trade barriers, and technology patents will all be eliminated. Talent, resources, and funds across the entire planet will be allocated in a unified manner, with priority given to ensuring the needs of defense construction."

He paused for a moment. Everyone waited for his next words.

"The coalition government will appoint a single supreme decision-maker with veto power over major issues. This supreme decision-maker is General Luo Fei. His veto power is unrestricted, without preconditions, and does not require approval from any committee. If he says no, then no."

Everyone in the hall was speechless for a moment.

It's not that I don't understand, but rather that even if I do understand, I need time to fully process the meaning of this decision.

Old Master Long remained standing there, without sitting down.

He has said everything he needed to say; the rest is for others to understand and process.

Luo Fei stared at Elder Long, and Elder Long was also looking at him.

Their eyes did not meet for long, only a little over a second.

The Israeli representative remained seated, his hands on the table, his fingers slightly curled.

He realized a fact: regardless of whether he had stood up to ask questions or whether the Dragon Kingdom's plan was his ideal choice, Luo Fei's veto power had already been written into a certain page and line of the draft resolution before the meeting even began.

The representative of a small country in the African Union was the first to raise his hand.

Then, like a row of dominoes falling, representatives from other countries around them raised their hands one after another—some raised them very quickly, afraid that if they were slow, they would be seen as uncooperative.

Some raised it very slowly, hesitated halfway through, and then raised it above their heads;

Some stopped at shoulder height, palms facing forward.

The representative from Israel raised his hand the slowest, but finally did, stopping at ear level, slightly lower than those around him.

Not long after, the representatives from various countries lowered their hands.

There was not a single vote against or abstention.

In the conference hall with a capacity of 10,000 people, everyone reached a consensus on the same topic.

For the first time in human history, all nations on Earth said "yes" to the same thing.

It's not because they suddenly became peace-loving, but because fear is more cohesive than hatred.

The logic that aliens are coming and that disunity means death is so simple that even elementary school students understand it, so there's no reason why shrewd politicians wouldn't.

Luo Fei did not stand up, no one led the applause, and no ceremonial band played any music.

A global united government was thus born, without any ceremony or applause.

Old Master Long sat down.

His expression remained calm, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly—not a smile, but a sigh of relief.

I barely slept a wink all night. From drafting the plan and repeatedly revising the wording to coordinating opinions from all parties and rehearsing possible objections and response strategies, all the hard work paid off at this moment.

Luo Fei surveyed the entire hall.

Those who had just raised their hands were gradually lowering their arms, some flexing their fingers, their knuckles making a soft cracking sound;

Someone hid their hands under the table, as if unwilling to let others see their slightly trembling hands;

Someone was jotting something down in a notebook; the rustling sound of the pen nib across the paper was clearly captured by the microphone and echoed softly through the speakers in the hall.

The silence in the hall lasted for a long time.

Just as Luo Fei was about to say the next thing, a voice rang out from the front row, slightly to the right.

"General Luo, I have something to say."

The one speaking is a representative of the Japanese.