Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Yes."

The leader strongly agreed with this view.

"If I were in charge of the Hyperdimensional Dimension, I would seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to unify the Black Tide and Nagoria, and then immediately contact the Covenant. I believe that even if the Covenant is currently embroiled in conflict with the Omnic Horde, they would definitely seize this opportunity. It doesn't matter if they don't have any people, as long as they are willing to provide weapons."

"This is the empire's weakest moment. As long as we can withstand the Second Prince's initial attack after his turn, the situation will stabilize, and becoming a smaller version of Night Owl will be no problem."

"E=('o.*)))Alas"

The leader exhaled another smoke ring.

"Where do you think the way out lies for our Thousand Crane Star Rebellion Army?"

Uh……

Mark's expression froze for a moment.

This is a very serious issue.

It struck right to the heart.

It was a naked interrogation.

What if I answer badly? Will I get boiled in oil?

Mark sensed something was wrong with the leader, like a premonition of madness.

Could it be that he's unwilling to be subservient to others, and his inner repression has become somewhat twisted?

Mark cautiously said, "In terms of raw power, we're definitely no match for the Time-Traveling Ones, but we're not entirely without a chance?"

The leader looked over in surprise.

still have a chance?

"The hyperspace realm isn't really on high alert towards us right now; we actually..."

Fine.

Mark couldn't continue.

There's no chance at all.

Whether it's individuals or the whole group, the gap in strength is enormous.

He couldn't figure out how to turn things around.

This is not a situation of being economically backward by 10,000.

This is practically a battle against a max-level hero with starting gear.

They can send you back to base with just a few basic attacks.

By the way, they are not strangers, and they cannot be resurrected yet.

The leader carefully observed Mark's micro-expressions and sighed, "It seems everyone's understanding is similar: if we stand on the opposite side of the transdimensional world, we have no way out. But... but..."

He stared intently at Mark.

Brother, I've already brought up the topic, it's time for you to say "Why don't we join the Time-Space Alliance!"

"..."

Mark frowned.

The leader's mood is very strange.

He originally wanted to persuade us to surrender, saying the gap was too big and surrendering 15 times wasn't shameful.

But the words caught in his throat.

Given the leader's current state, he's afraid that if he speaks out, he'll be gone.

That's what you said!

The leader was very anxious. "Damn it, do I have to say it myself?"

Why are you all so inconsiderate? If everyone had given me a few more words of advice, I would have given in.

"Think about it again, maybe there's still a way!" Mark "comforted" her.

The leader revealed a stern face.

He felt an urge to slap Mark so hard he could spin him like a top.

Brother, look into my eyes!

The leader is definitely not normal!

Mark became increasingly certain of this.

The two, whose minds were completely on different levels, eventually broke up in their conversation.

Frustrated, the leader went to find other people.

Rumors spread among the people that the leader was acting strangely. To save our own lives, we absolutely must not try to persuade him to surrender!

The leader, standing on the rooftop, took a drag of his cigarette, looking even more dejected.

Everyone was determined and no one wanted to surrender, so he didn't dare bring it up at the meeting.

He feared being killed by his enraged subordinates and used as a sacrifice to appease the flag.

How can this be good?

Fortunately, things eventually took a turn for the better.

Three days later, while the Qianhexing rebels were shrouded in gloom, a neighboring rebel army suddenly charged towards the Qianhexing rebels' territory.

The two spaceships pulled up, and it looked like a big battle was about to begin, but then the other side dropped the bomb.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! We've come to seek refuge with the Hyperdimensional Dimension!"

While the people in the transdimensional world were still skeptical, the other party directly relinquished control of the spaceship.

The hyperspace fleet successfully destroyed more than two thousand old ships and a large area of ​​Kuroshio's territory with just one naval cannon shot.

That naval cannon shot was said to be the prelude to the rise of the throne.

An entire faction surrendered without even fighting?

The news spread quickly.

The fame of his timelessness and the name of the Great Demon King Anran can stop a child from crying at night.

"Holy crap, their hand speed is incredible!"

The leader of Chizuru Star is in a very bad mood.

How to do?

If he waits until everyone else has voted before choosing to join, wouldn't that show a lack of sincerity?

This can't go on.

After much deliberation, he finally made his decision.

Only surrender is the way out!

If we don't surrender, we'll be doomed sooner or later. All revolutions are just fleeting illusions. Joining the Hyperdimensional Dimension offers a sliver of hope to push it to reform the empire.

At the impromptu meeting, the leader of Qianhe Star adopted a posture of being ready to die.

The atmosphere was heavy, and everyone below realized that something was wrong.

Are we finally going to war with the transdimensional world?

They must do everything in their power to stop the leader!

"I've been thinking a lot these past few days..."

The leader spoke of the hardships of starting a business, his initial aspirations, the transformation of the empire, and the irreversible torrent that transcends time and space.

Finally, he spoke up: "We can hardly hold on any longer. Instead of dragging this out, let's make a seemingly correct decision: let's join the Time-Space Dimension!"

"No! Leader!"

As soon as the leader finished speaking, someone stood up.

As expected, someone tried to stop him, and the leader clenched his fist.

The person who stood up was also stunned.

and many more.

The leader just said he was joining the hyperspace, if he heard correctly.

this……

Sweat rained down.

Could this be a trap?

"Do you have a better idea?" the leader asked rhetorically.

Emmm...

Things are a bit delicate.

After a rather awkward confrontation, both sides finally realized...

"Holy crap, we're all comrades!"

What else is there to say!

If you can't beat them, join them, no problem.

"Ah, the Thousand Crane Star Rebellion also wants to join us?" An Ran was stunned for a moment.

They quickly realized it was true.

Goodness gracious, she has managed to integrate five forces without anyone noticing, and their territories are even connected.

What surprised An Ran even more was that Qian Hexing's group offered her a plan.

"My Lord, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"What opportunity?"