Chapter 431: Dignity |
Unlike those cult organizations that excel at hiding, these people usually lurked precisely within the Federation's operating systems.
The old nobility class, relying on the vast resources they controlled, had formed a relatively independent stratum.
Members of the Justice Party mostly disguised themselves within various positions of the Federation government.
And that small faction inside the three major power departments of the Federation had always been some deeply hidden conspirators, some of them even controlling parts of the operating order.
Now, they were all exposed under the sunlight.
The charge of "forming the Resistance" hung over their heads, glittering ominously.
On this decaying giant ship called the Federation, still sailing onward, exposure meant there was no place left for them aboard.
They would never return to the old days.
......
The distant Central Star Domain.
A phantasmal conference room somewhere unknown.
The meeting hall soared impossibly high, its edges lined with countless white marble pillars.
Several indistinct figures were sitting around a golden round table.
"Our plan failed." One fuzzy figure spoke, voice calm.
At that moment.
Another indistinct figure seated at the golden table took the initiative to explain the details of the plan's failure:
"The Nature Sect, the Interstellar Hunter Association, and the Dragon race's anomalies frightened many of them."
"Only some of them surfaced..."
When the words fell, the atmosphere in the meeting room grew somewhat silent.
"Uh, the Interstellar Hunter Association thing was an accident."
"As you know, to appear natural and not to leak the plan, the Association has been handled by my secretary for the past ten years."
"Something must have happened within the Association that affected their decision-making..."
One blurred figure hurriedly stood up, described his arrangement, and washed his hands of responsibility completely.
Then.
All the blurred figures in the meeting turned their heads toward the figure seated at the head of the round table.
"In that case, end this plan." The figure at the table's main seat shook their head.
"Call them back, then start preparing the next plan..."
......
As soon as this figure's words fell, the heavy atmosphere in the conference room vanished in an instant.
A dense murmur of low-voiced discussion rose one after another.
"Huh?! A new plan?"
"Do we have preparations for that?"
"Shh, don't expose Them."
"My instinct tells me They are also forcing calm..."
"Oh, nearly been bamboozled by the Chairman there..."
Hearing these unabashed complaints, the figure at the main seat quietly reached out to hold their head, sighed with weariness.
"Silence! I'm still here!!"
Unfortunately, the thick chatter in the meeting room did not vanish, only quieted a bit.
"Did we go too far? They seem angry."
"Don't worry, They are always like this. Seven thousand years and still so easy to anger..."
"You've only been here two thousand years, it's normal you don't know."
"Oh, then never mind. By the way, where shall we go to play later?"
"The Land of the Gods, go?"
"We just went last time, not going, those guys are too rigid."
"What about the Abyss?"
"Nah, that succubus lord last time still hasn't been paid, better avoid those Abyss folk for now."
"How about those Star Realm alien territories?"
"Hmm... fine, I've been craving Their meat."
"Go?"
"Go!!"
"Where? Take me!"
"Wait, I'll come too!"
"I'm a bit bored recently, call me later!"
"Me too! Together!"
......
After overhearing their plans to play, the figure at the head of the golden table sighed deeply again:
"Damn it! The Federation's doomed sooner or later!!!"
"......"
So tired, I really want to sell off the Federation and go on holiday!!
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Federal Calendar 7709, January 3rd, late night.
A shocking piece of news stunned every existence watching the Federation.
"Twelve former Federation Councilors who recently joined the Supreme Federation, eleven of them simultaneously announced withdrawal from the Resistance and rejoined the Federation Council."
This explosive news once again showed the many factions in the Star Realm the shameless depths of the Federation Councilors.
At the same time, this news made many forces secretly relieved that, thank goodness... they hadn't gone all in on the Resistance!!!
Those Federation Councilors are truly filthy in heart!!
Meanwhile.
The Abyss's horn for counterattacking the Federation suddenly stopped sounding.
The demon armies on the battlefield retreated back to the Abyss plane.
Only a small portion of demons remained, continuing to spar with the Federation in small-scale skirmishes.
And the Federation's most familiar rival—the Empire.
Sensing something off from the start, they chose to hold their positions.
The Empire's front-line staff were quite pleased with their own prudence, giving themselves a mental thumbs-up.
They almost fell for another of the Federation's shameless ploys!!
......
With this news, the grand farce ended in an inexplicable manner.
Some felt palpitation, some regret, some relief...
Of course, some were busy running away.
Now reduced to near-collapse, the Resistance frantically abandoned vast occupied star domains and gathered toward a remote star domain.
The Fosse Star Domain, located at the periphery of Federation territory.
This star domain earned the name "Fosse Star Domain" from the Fosse family who pioneered this region in the old era.
And as the helmsman of the Fosse family—secretly controlling this remote domain—the Duke of Fosse was also one of the main core figures of the Resistance.
The Resistance forces preparing to leave Federation space were heading for this distant star domain.
It is worth noting that one illustrious figure once emerged from the Fosse family.
The sixth member of the Federation Council—Quial Fosse—was from the Fosse family.
They were also the only one who, after announcing withdrawal from the Federation Council, had not announced a return to the Federation Council.
It's hard to say whether They knew nothing.
Or whether They acted along with the trend, taking this opportunity to lead Their family and the entire old nobility class out of the Federation.
After all, the survival environment for the old nobility class within the Federation had become increasingly difficult.
As order gradually spiraled out of control and the Federation decayed, the old nobility class, holding vast resources, became a delicious cake everyone wanted to taste.
Their solitary strength was almost insufficient to shelter the entire old nobility class.
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