Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

A massive, single building suddenly came into view.

The ancient, monumental building soars into the sky, its gray-white stone surface gleaming in the morning light, solemn and dignified, as if it has been deposited for countless Amber Ages.

We've finally arrived at the Interstellar Peace Conference Center.

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Chapter 395 Voting

As Sean stepped off the flying car, he looked around and saw countless private cars picking up and dropping off representatives.

He was standing in the square in front of that magnificent building, surrounded by a solemn and dignified atmosphere, undisturbed by the chaos of the outside world.

The area is heavily guarded, with the company's heavy mechs and defense forces stationed at regular intervals.

Above the sky, a magnificent armed warship hovered silently, overlooking everything below.

And this is only the force on the surface. In places unseen by Sean, several members of the Stoneheart Ten and even a Guardian Envoy have personally taken charge here.

"Identity confirmed. Mr. Sean, please come this way."

A small, unmanned robot hovering in the air guided them, and Sean and his companions followed it in one direction.

The number of delegates attending the meeting was countless, but the entire square was orderly and without any chaos.

From a distance, everything exudes a sense of quiet order, as if this is the true essence of Pierpoint.

Sean looked up at the monumental building in front of him, with huge characters inscribed on it.

Peace is order, order is preservation, and preservation is the foundation.

He recited it silently, and a sense of solemnity suddenly arose in his heart.

After passing through security, Sean finally entered the interior of that magnificent building.

Above him, a huge dome hung high, and in a daze, he saw stars and the magnificent sun in the center.

Even without being told, he could tell that the sun represented the Amber King.

The walls of the surrounding corridors are engraved with countless scenes like murals, some like legendary epics, and others depicting major moments in the company's development.

Sean felt as if he had walked into a memorial hall rather than a meeting place.

He was guided to a breakout session using space technology.

He was both amazed and somewhat enlightened by this. It turned out that spatial technology was being used to accommodate such a large number of attendees.

According to the hierarchy of civilizations, a representative like him from a peripheral star system could only sit in a branch venue, while the main venue was naturally reserved for those major global powers.

Even in the branch venue, he could clearly see the progress of the main venue through holographic projection.

Countless sub-venues were layered upon each other, together creating the grand scene of the entire interstellar peace conference.

In the video, Sean saw that quite a few people had already taken their seats in the first row in the center of the main venue.

Among them, a man dressed in white stood out. Even from behind, one could sense a powerful and imposing presence emanating from him.

"That must be an incredibly important person," Sean thought to himself.

The attendees took their seats one after another, and time ticked by.

The meeting is about to begin.

……

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock."

At the Market Development Department headquarters, Oswaldo Schneider watched the clock tick and murmured to himself.

"Supervisor, we've received word from the venue that the conference is about to begin."

The deputy stepped forward and reported in a low voice.

“Let’s go.” Oswaldo stood up and straightened his collar.

"That's all over here. Now, we just need to find a safe place and wait patiently. Let's deal with that hacker first."

"Yes!"

The deputy readily accepted the order and relayed the task. A pre-prepared response plan was then implemented.

At the information level, a special weapon was activated, like a tsunami unleashed in the information world, instantly destroying all malicious programs.

Immediately following, a massive iron curtain descended, enveloping the entire area and physically separating the two worlds.

After receiving Silver Wolf's challenge, this place was originally intended as a trap for him.

Next, the market development department has more preparations to make regarding this hacker.

At this moment, Oswaldo, accompanied by his confidants and guards, walked through the already cleared corridor toward his private hangar.

Here, a colossal steel behemoth, hidden by spatial devices, awaits its fate; this is the fortress he built for himself at the cost of enormous resources.

With such a meticulous plan, everything was under Oswaldo's control.

But what he didn't know was that a pair of eyes had been watching him all along.

……

Three hovering motorcycles are speeding between buildings in the core urban area.

"Phew—" Potio laughed heartily.

"Racing at the company headquarters, that's fucking thrilling!"

The large-caliber revolver in his hand was still emitting wisps of smoke, which drifted away in the howling wind.

"I said, why should we bother with those crazy guys? Aren't we just doing work for the company?"

Osius's voice came from behind, tinged with mockery.

“He’s my darling, I don’t care where he is!” Potio grinned.

"Seeing these lawless bastards, I just couldn't resist shooting them. Let my bullets do what they want! It was fucking satisfying. Killing someone on company territory, the company should thank me... huh?"

Before he could finish speaking, he caught a notification on the communication screen out of the corner of his eye. After glancing down at it, the red crosshair in Portio's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Guys, the target has appeared!"

"Lord Silver Spear Asura, where do we go next?"

The sound of shattering came through the headset, carrying an eager excitement.

“I don’t know, they just told us to look up at the sky.” Potio raised his gaze.

"Damn it, can the Riddler just get out of the company?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a massive warship suddenly appeared out of thin air in the distant sky, casting a huge shadow that carried an astonishing aura.

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

After a moment of silence, the chaotic sound rang out again, tinged with surprise:

"No way, that's the target? We're going to be exchanging fire with a warship on motorcycles? Really?"

"..."

Potio pulled his hat brim down, paused for a moment, then twisted the throttle sharply, and the flying motorcycle shot off instantly.

"Don't worry, just get to work! Let the company dogs see what the romance of a sea patrol knight really is!"

In an instant, the speeding car transformed into three streaks of light, leaving three straight and sharp trails in the air.

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Interstellar Peace Conference Center

As all the delegates took their seats, the star-shaped lights on the dome slowly lit up, and the sun in the center, symbolizing the King of Amber, emitted a warm glow, illuminating the entire venue.

In the hall, representatives from countless civilizations quietly gazed at the podium in front of them.

A short while later, a man slowly walked up.

He was dressed in a dark suit, stood ramrod straight, and his gray hair was neatly combed.

He stood in front of the podium, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, appearing calm and composed.

He is one of the senior chairpersons of the Interstellar Peace Council and has witnessed countless grand events, including interstellar war negotiations, coordination of interstellar core disasters, and mediation between civilizations.

"Ahem, distinguished delegates, thank you for coming."

The host's voice rang out clearly and steadily.

"This interstellar peace conference coincides with the arrival of a new Amber Age."

We have weathered several tumultuous Amber Ages; the wounds from the stellar core catastrophe have not yet fully healed, while new storms are already beginning to emerge.

"The situation in the galaxy is becoming increasingly complex, with various disasters, upheavals, clashes between destinies, friction between civilizations... I think everyone here is well aware that we are at a critical historical crossroads."

"Therefore, the first question we need to discuss together today is—"

The host paused, slowly raising his head and scanning the entire room. The delegates in the hall held their breath in unison.

"The future of the universe."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell completely silent.

"Now, regarding the first agenda item..."

The host raised his hand, a smile spreading across his face, and his voice clearly carried to every corner of the venue.

"I declare that the future of the universe is destruction. Now, delegates, please begin the vote!"

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Chapter 396 Entrapment

Upon hearing the host's voice, the audience erupted in an uproar.

"What did he just say? That the future of the universe is destruction? Was it a slip of the tongue?"

One delegate muttered to himself, preferring to believe that the meeting moderator had made a blunder rather than that this was what the other party truly meant.

After all, this is the Interstellar Peace Conference, the corporate headquarters in Pierpoint, not the headquarters of the Antimatter Legion!