Chapter 605: The Sky of History
"In just over a year after you left, Huaxia, led by several high-tier superhumans, annexed six small surrounding nations and established an even larger Hua-Ya Federation."
"But what does that have to do with Huaxia falling...?"
"Don't rush, just listen to me!"
"Like other major powers, the Hua-Ya Federation never ceased its war with the Sea Race, until eighteen years ago, when a monster called the Land of White suddenly appeared."
"Are aliens here?!"
"No, we cannot speak its name."
"...Why can't its name even be mentioned?" Qiu Yi, who had never witnessed such power, was confused.
"That devil forced everyone to choose sides—either surrender within five years, or get off Earth."
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The information spoken by the tattooed man was too explosive. For a moment, Qiu Yi didn't know what to say.
In just thirty short years, the changes in human society had far exceeded the scope of his imagination.
"So, you actually only have this one Moon God?"
"That's right, this is our only giant spacecraft." The members of the squad, upon learning Qiu Yi's human identity, told him the truth without reservation.
"But victory will surely belong to the Federation!"
"There are only four six-tier beings on Mars, and they are all in their primitive stages, with their development beyond innate abilities being low. The Federation, however, has eighteen supreme council members, all of whom are six-tier powerhouses. Each is equipped with a large number of auxiliary technological weapons and general-purpose Spirit Arts, making us completely superior in high-end power. As for mid-to-low-tier forces, the Federation possesses an overwhelming advantage, making defeat even more impossible."
Although the squad was composed entirely of convicts, they were all full of confidence in this battle. Or rather, the Federation, from top to bottom, was brimming with confidence in victory in the Martian campaign.
This was a dual crushing blow of civilization level and extraordinary power.
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"Then... just how powerful is the force that expelled the Federation from Earth?" Qiu Yi asked, puzzled.
In his view, the six-tier monsters on Mars were each a humanoid natural disaster, and the Human Federation's six-tier powerhouses, whether in individual strength or numbers, far surpassed them. So, what kind of power must the organization that forced everyone to leave Earth possess?
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"Strictly speaking, the Land of White is just one person."
"He is the first seven-stage being on Earth."
"It's just a shame he's a madman."
"It's rumored to be due to mental issues caused by an accident during his breakthrough, when he was interfered with..."
"Are you crazy?! How dare you spread such talk."
"We're already on Mars. No matter how long his arm is, he can't reach all the way here, can he?"
As soon as Bai Mo was mentioned, they all started talking at once.
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"If he were willing to lead humanity to conquer Mars, the natives here wouldn't last an hour even if they were tied up."
"If we don't use the Star-Melting Cannon now, it'll still take at least one or two months to completely subdue all these tribes, big and small."
"Those four monsters are marked in the files as at least Level 6-3. They'd definitely last for over half a month."
"If the war ends so quickly, there won't even be time to loot anything..."
"Once I've served this reduced sentence, I can go back home and get married..." The tattooed man, completely oblivious, just set himself up for failure.
"Don't say such inauspicious things!" The squad members quickly interrupted him.
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"It's getting late. We need to continue on our way. Your situation has already been reported to the leadership by the captain. Soon, someone will contact you for follow-up.
When that happens, you can rally your entire race to join the Federation. Who knows, you might even be granted the title of City Lord."
The few men accepted the gifts from Qiu Yi, unable to hide their delight.
As a transmigrator who had become the ruler of a nation, even if it was a small one, his wealth was incomparable to that of these pauper convicts. For this exchange, Qiu Yi spared no expense to win over these few humans he had first discovered.
As for that man who had appeared earlier, whether in a dream or in reality, he hadn't even had the chance to offer a gift, but instead had received a spellbook from the other party.
After a period of familiarization and the "silver bullet" strategy, Qiu Yi had completely integrated into the squad.
Had he not also been burdened with the future of his race, he might have even felt the impulse to go with them.
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"Guiding energy into the dantian, cleansing the body with spiritual essence.
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The Transformation Path was quickly promoted by Qiu Yi throughout the entire Four-Armed Centaur race. Under the efforts of this "planet traitor," all intelligent beings living in the city began to cultivate this method.
After numerous modifications, the Transformation Path could now adapt to the needs of various different life forms on Mars, encouraging their appearances to change towards that of humans.
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"It's a pity it's still only a change in external appearance. There's still a long way to go before completing the transformation of their biological essence." Bai Mo, hidden within the city, scanned around at his—or rather, the Federation's collaborated—experimental results.
Hatred was one thing, but those who controlled the Federation were, in the end, a group of politicians who prioritized benefits. When they received Bai Mo's message, inquiring if there was any interest in sharing high-end experimental information, they still quietly agreed, holding their noses.
Of course, this was also predicated on the fact that Bai Mo, far away on Earth, no longer possessed the power to annihilate them.
Both sides were simultaneously conducting improvement experiments on the Transformation Path. The Federation, which had taken away most of its research elites before leaving, was currently not inferior to the Land of White in terms of technical capabilities.
However, as time went on, the future remained uncertain.
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"Reporting, Commander! We are ready. As soon as you give the order, my Four-Armed Centaur race and I will defect to the Federation!" With the Sinner Legion squad acting as intermediaries, Qiu Yi contacted the Federation's front-line command, officially becoming a glorious, registered racial traitor.
The Federation government promised him, through the Luminous Holy Covenant, that after the war, having rendered great service, he would gain dominion over three nearby cities and concurrently serve as the deputy director of the newly established Transformation Department, overseeing the work of transforming alien races into humans.
"How is the propagation of the Transformation Path progressing?" From behind the communication array came a steady male voice.
"Currently, thirty settlements are aware of the Transformation Path's existence, but there's generally strong psychological resistance."
Aside from Qiu Yi, this human spy who had usurped a high position and was willing to use forceful methods to promote the cultivation of the Transformation Path locally, the spread of the Transformation Path in most regions wasn't so smooth.
Of course, a few surrender-factions also understood the Human Federation's intent—if you want to surrender, first transform yourselves into a human form, or at least look human!.
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