Star Iron, after using the mod to make the Big Black Tower dark, the game became real

The high-ranking official who wanted to surrender lowered his face, his expression suppressed, and his spine bent inch by inch.

His tone was downcast.

“But… if we go to war with the company, we will inevitably die. Then our home planet will be destroyed, and the other refugees will become homeless wanderers…”

Who will protect them?

"Although life is very depressing now, at least we are still alive, and there are more than 50 billion people continuing their lives."

"Not even half of the refugees have fled yet, what about the rest... should we let them die in this war we have no chance of winning?"

Those who have reached this position know how many tragedies have occurred in their civilization, and they know that only through resistance can they avoid destruction.

If this continues, they will die sooner or later in the face of the company's brutal oppression.

The problem is that once war breaks out, their civilization will face destruction in just a few days.

Is it worth it?

The elderly ruler had a robust face.

Looking up at the city's surveillance cameras, I saw drones faithfully capturing images of people fleeing the disaster.

Unfortunately, their technology is outdated, and the company uses various means to restrict them, even limiting their physical bodies at the genetic level.

Their escape was too inefficient, leaving nearly 30 billion people behind to resist the company.

"More than 20 billion refugees have already been transported to the territories of the surviving powers. The benevolent Empire will act as the greatest protector, sheltering them as they rebuild their homes and, after our demise, allow them to inherit our name in interstellar society."

"We will be resurrected in a new form."

"Without sacrifice, we cannot break free from our shackles. We must sacrifice, with sword and blood, to bring freedom to our children."

"Many have died, and now it is our time to die in battle."

"This is a matter of national and personal vendetta... We cannot afford to be cowardly!"

"Let's fight! We'd rather die than surrender!"

The others exchanged glances, their faces beaming with a sense of triumph as if they were facing certain death.

"Start the war!"

"Never surrender!"

"Let's take revenge on the company!"

The representative of the surrender faction sighed sadly.

He raised his fist, his wrist veins and muscles trembling with excitement.

"Obey the ruler's orders! We will fight to the last man! We will never bow to the company!"

……

Jiang Wei closed the star chart and remained silent for half a second, filled with regret.

After seeing those civilized people's attitude of facing death without fear.

On March 7th, she didn't know what to say; she couldn't bear to see these civilizations perish.

What will happen to them?

"They may die, everyone will die, but as they say... this is a national and personal vendetta, they want to avenge the sacrificed, even if the price is the destruction of their civilization."

Jiang Wei gently pinched March 7's delicate cheek.

"However, the Empire is still fighting on the front lines. It's not their turn to sacrifice themselves. I'll bring back the Mind-class battleships from the front lines. One ship can hold off the entire company fleet."

"These pioneers of civilizations had ample time to retreat and continue to shelter the orphans who had fled."

Upon hearing this, March 7th smiled with delight.

Jiang Wei made arrangements for how to handle the refugees, and the "survival" forces would accept them and provide them with ample supplies and habitable planets.

"Although civilization has been reduced from more than 100 billion people to more than 50 billion under the oppression of the company, they are still continuing. Through war and the sacrifice of their ancestors, they broke free from the shackles of the company and the whole civilization gained true freedom."

"No matter how harsh the hell they lived in, it is enough that after the sacrifice of countless heroes, their descendants can live on a clean planet and step into a wonderful new era."

There will always be casualties in war. To think that you can win without bloodshed is just a child's fantasy.

Jiang Wei chose to deploy the Mind-class battleships, which would weaken the firepower at the front lines.

But it doesn't matter, the company's technology level is too low to break through the Imperial fleet's defenses.

Jiang Wei spread the "divine oracle" to the front lines to maximize the survival rate of the local civilization.

Put aside distractions and stop paying attention to what's happening on the front lines.

On the main battlefield, the Imperial fleet had no stockpiles of ships. For every warship built, one was dispatched to the battlefield. The fleet was too small and lacked sufficient firepower, so it had to be replenished in a timely manner.

He has done everything he could.

The history of the refugee civilizations afterward is written by them, with the empire responsible for protecting them and preventing the weak civilizations from dying prematurely in times of crisis.

…Ji…

The remnants of the Grammer cavalry and the pioneers of civilization who died for their cause were only a small part of the war.

Jiang Wei paid close attention to the overall battle situation and checked for any possible oversights.

The second version of "Enhanced Oracle" began to spread, with the front lines being the first testing ground. Its effects were far more powerful than the previous Oracle.

We just need to wait for the divine pronouncements to gradually spread until they can be used to resist the Amber King, which will take some time.

The Mind-class battleship received orders to withdraw from the front lines and prepare to jump to the rear to protect the civilization in refuge.

Jiang Wei stayed at the Governor's Mansion to celebrate the 7th of the third month.

"Jiang Wei."

A kitten came to the governor's mansion.

"Sai Fei'er, what brings you here?"

Jiang Wei naturally put his arm around her waist.

Saifeier tried to break free; with her free-spirited nature, she disliked being restrained.

But Jiang Wei wasn't satisfied with that. He reached out and grabbed the kitten's tail, playing with it.

Sai Fei'er couldn't escape Jiang Wei's clutches, so she gave up and hugged him affectionately.

"A lot of refugees have arrived lately. Aglaia is one of the leaders of the 'Survival' faction, and she's overwhelmed. I'm so bored."

"How's your tailoring coming along?"

"generally."

"If you miss Aglaia, why don't you go and help her?"

"Never."

Saifei shook her head.

“I’m all grown up now. Besides, even when I was little, I didn’t really like to cling to her. I was just making up an excuse. Can’t you tell?”

Jiang Wei took out a golden energy coin and waved it in front of Sai Feier.

The kitten was immediately lured in and instinctively reached out to grab the energy coin.

She was so happy to find a dollar that her ears perked up.

Chapter 134 Topa: This is so unethical!

Interstellar Peace Corporation.

The fleet from the "Market Development Department" went to reclaim the lost territory.

Oswaldo was furious. Having missed his chance to become envoy, he was ready to vent his anger on the rebellious civilization.

"They actually dared to defect? ​​Who gave them the guts!"

"The company's fleet only needs one shot to pierce through that planet, and their civilization will become a dazzling firework in the sea of ​​stars!"

"A bunch of ants, their deaths are insignificant!"

It doesn't matter how many people die.

But Oswaldo wanted to keep his refining equipment and factories.

In particular, galaxies rich in minerals and liquid resources can yield considerable profits and must not be destroyed.

"Fleet ready, Commander."

"Strike! Wipe out all the defectors!"

"As ordered!"

……

The strategic investment department discovered Oswaldo's movements.

I have some ideas about placer gold.

He was unwilling to take on the role of "protection" officer; in fact, he even felt it was somewhat ironic.

If possible, Sand Gold felt it was reasonable to destroy or to let the hunters glance at him, but to preserve him... was too ironic.

"Topa, Oswaldo has dispatched a fleet, ready to destroy all the defected civilizations."

Sand Gold rested his head on his hand, calmly analyzing the battle situation.

"The Empire will definitely send a fleet to intercept them, but not too many. The main fleet is divided into three groups. One has been destroyed by the Amber King, and the other two are far away. Most of their firepower comes from the Grammer Iron Cavalry."

"Oswaldo's plan is unlikely to go smoothly."

Toppa retrieved the data, glanced at it, and nodded in agreement.

"Those galaxies cannot be saved."

Corporate spies hidden within civilization steal intelligence from the local government.

The local government was prepared for the extinction of its civilization.

The empire obtained authorization from the local civilization.

Once the defenses fall, any one of the Grammer Ironclads can use galactic weapons to burn the entire galaxy to ashes.

At that time, the "Market Development Department" operation failed, and the fleet suffered minor damage.

The Imperial Grammer cavalry was annihilated, the rebellious civilization was wiped out, and the galaxy was destroyed.

This is a lose-lose-lose situation.

This is a bad thing for the company, the empire, and the local civilization.

But that's how war is.

If we can't win, it's better to lose together than for one side to win.

Toppa glanced at the local civilization, his gaze sweeping over the factories of various polluted planets.

She saw children who had to wear oxygen masks from birth contracting lung diseases due to dust pollution.

Strong young men toiled day and night in the factory, eventually collapsing from exhaustion and vomiting blood.

Civilization is lifeless, withering away under the company's years of oppression, with one foot already in the grave.

No wonder they would rather destroy civilization than resist the company; they are probably already so enraged that they would be willing to perish together with the company with just a little push.

Toppa felt a little reluctant.

"Is this the star system managed by the Market Development Department?"

"Who else could it be but Oswaldo?"

Sand Gold scoffed.

He had a plan to ensure that the rebellious civilization could preserve its last seed.

Seeing the Empire make its move, Sand Gold cast aside all other thoughts and set its sights on the Empire.

“Oswaldo, as the vanguard, has already helped us clear the minefield. Now that there are no fleets within the Empire, it’s a good opportunity.”

"Oswald once used a surprise attack tactic, but it was countered by the Empire, wasting an entire fleet equipped with 'Imaginary Collapse Pulse,' a loss that pained him for quite some time."