Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start-Chapter 424 - : 423, lead……force…….leak……bucket_1

Chapter 424: 423, lead……force…….leak……bucket_1

“Australia?” Prime Minister Cao Cao looked at Donald Prunt, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Upon rational analysis, the conditions offered by the Skuru are quite good.

After all, the Skuru’s technology and the strength of their practitioners are hundreds of years ahead of the Blue Star Humans, and the fact that they are sparing humans and leaving them with 8 million square kilometers of land is already very merciful.

But Prime Minister Cao Cao had once heard a young man say, “What can’t be gotten on the battlefield cannot be had at the negotiation table either.”

If he agreed to these terms, it would be a devastating blow to the morale of the human race.

Moreover, moving all 7.7 billion people in the world to a small place like Australia, which has a large area of uninhabitable desert in the middle, it’s unknown how many people would die and how many horrendous conflicts would occur over space, food, and water.

Besides, as the ancients said, “dealing with Qin by using its land is like trying to put out a fire with bundles of firewood.”

If the human race really surrendered and moved to Australia, would the Skuru truly leave the human race alone?

Would the Skuru not tear up the agreement one day, and completely eradicate the human race?

So no matter what, Prime Minister Cao Cao would never agree.

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Having made this clear, he looked scornfully at Prunt: “Sorry, I refuse!”

Prunt was not angry at all, but shook his head with a smile: “You don’t need to refuse so hastily, I give you three days to consider it. We’ll discuss this again in three days.”

Afterwards, Prunt, in his dazzling gold mecha, returned to the team of Skuru’s God Level powerhouses.

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The God Level powerhouses of the Skuru also heard Prime Minister Cao Cao’s refusal, and they couldn’t help but exchange glances.

Some of them were very angry, especially the two God Level beings from the Deep-sea Dragon Race, who were already eager to make a move.

“Everyone, let’s go, let’s take advantage of the numbers and eliminate this Blue Star Human!” A blue-and-white, slender body Deep-sea Dragon already spread its wide dragon wings, ready to attack.

However, the Shining Queen Victoria, a God Level powerhouse from the Lun Kete Federation, teleported in front of it:

“Lord Kadrigos, calm down! This human has mentioned that he will trigger a self-destruction that will melt the polar glaciers before he dies. When that happens, countless coastal cities will be flooded! Your subjects in the sea would also suffer countless casualties due to the rise in water temperature!”

“What’s the big deal with more people dying? Decisively lacking! ” The Deep sea Dragon looked at Victoria dismissively: “No wonder you are female, your wisdom is as short as your hair.”

“What did you say?!” Victoria was immediately angered, how dare this “little mudfish” speak to her like this!

Watch me whip out your dragon sinews today!

Victoria began to gather psionic energy, and multiple layers of invisible material quickly gathered around her head, causing ripples in the space.

“Enough!” Prunt teleported between Victoria and Deep-sea Dragon:

“There’s no need to argue over this matter, I’ve already promised to give this Blue Star Human three days’ time, and there will be a result in three days.”

Then he looked out at all the God Level powerhouses present: “Everyone, I am confident that I can persuade him to surrender to us within three days!”

“Oh? What do you plan to do?” A beast-looking powerhouse similar to a white-headed eagle flapped its wings and asked.

“The answer is simple.” Prunt pronounced each word distinctly: “Gravity…funnel.”

“Um…” All of the God Level entities nodded in agreement.

They had all heard of this cutting-edge technology “Gravity Funnel.” If the Blue Star Humans are patriots, they might indeed surrender!

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On the ice surface of the South Pole, the Skuru God Level beings are having a serious discussion over Prime Minister Cao Cao’s surrender.

Meanwhile, in the Lun Kete Federation capital — City of Treyna, another important matter was taking place.

At the central square of City of Treyna, Emperor Manina XIII of the Raging Sun Empire was standing proudly.

As an “enemy” emperor, the opportunities for him to come here were not many.

Manina XIII wore a shiny, golden armor, his scarlet cape fluttering in the wind.

To his north was the ruins of the Congress Hall, which had been destroyed by Su Yu and the Morning Star, a pile of blackened rubble.

Around the square, about 400 Skuru surrounded Manina XIII.

About half of these Skuru were high officials of the Raging Sun Empire. These officials were all looking serious, though occasionally, they would reveal a hint of schadenfreude.

The other half of the Skuru were councillors, high-level officials, and senior military officers of the Lun Kete Federation, filled with anger, shame, and unwillingness.

Standing next to Manina XIII was another individual, not a Skuru, but Lin Ke, a War Monitoring Envoy sent by the Singer Civilization.

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At noon, Lin Ke cleared his throat and said, “The time has come.”

When all eyes were on him, Lin Ke softly snapped his fingers, and a blue, somewhat sapphire-like rune appeared in his hand.

“Manina XIII.” Lin Ke handed this blue rune to the Emperor of the Raging Sun:

“From now on, the command of the Skuru Expeditionary Army will be handed over from the Lun Kete Federation to you. At the same time, all the control runes for the Space Cracks will also be handed over to you. I hope you can inherit the will of the Chairman of Lun Kete and complete his unfinished mission.”

“Thank you, Your Envoy!” Manina XIII kneeled on one knee in front of Lin Ke and respectfully took the rune.

“Long live the emperor!”

“Long live the emperor!”

Deafening cheers rang out in the square, and officials of the Raging Sun Empire cheered with all their might.

The officials of the Lun Kete Federation looked generally grim, but they too put on hypocritical smiles and clapped their hands to express their congratulations for the Emperor of the Raging Sun.

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The above scene was quickly broadcast via television and online platforms to thousands of households on Skru Star, and hundreds of millions of Skuru watched this grand historic event at the same time.

After receiving the blue rune, Manina XIII stood up, looked into the camera lens, raised both hands, and officially began his speech:

“My citizens of the Raging Sun Empire, my brothers and sisters around the world, today is a day of great celebration!”

“Under the testimony of the Singer Envoy, the Raging Sun Empire gained command of the expeditionary force. I will certainly lead everyone to victory!”

Clap clap clap!

There was another thunderous applause from the crowd.

Manina XIII gestured with his hand.

Waiting for the scene to quiet down, he said in a loud voice:

“I know, there are some ideological differences between the Raging Sun Empire and the Lun Kete Federation. For example, you think I am a dictator, and the citizens are not free; we think your ‘political correctness’ is too hypocritical and baffling.”

“But none of this matters now.”

Manina XIII pointed towards the ruins of the Congress Hall to the north, and the camera followed his gesture and moved there, finally freezing on the blackened wall.