Chapter 1957: Goods arrive
Conqueror Civilization
These past few days.
The people of the conqueror civilization were in an uproar.
The withdrawal of large numbers of Legion fleets brought a surge of business to the starship repair industry.
Hundreds of millions of interstellar warships need maintenance, and millions of them even require major overhauls.
Behind this lies enormous profit.
Of course, this is something that makes those businessmen happy.
What most people care about are the messages that are being sent back.
Their proud conqueror civilization fleet actually failed in its expedition to a certain cosmic cluster.
And from the news, although most of the interstellar warships were withdrawn, in terms of the value of the input and output...
It was a huge loss.
This was an unprecedented defeat for the conqueror civilization.
This news, coupled with the stagnation of combat operations in other interstellar civilization battlefields, led to this situation.
This directly led to a sharp drop in the prices of all investment and financial products related to war within the Conqueror Civilization.
Fortunately, the authorities controlled and blocked the spread of these messages.
But after all, no secret can stay hidden forever.
This matter will eventually spread.
It all depends on the final extent of the impact.
At this moment, a space fleet of the Conqueror Civilization arrived at the most advanced industrial base in the capital star system of the Conqueror Civilization, escorting a special cargo.
Here, in one of the largest shipyards, which was also the most advanced shipyard of the Conqueror civilization.
At this moment, the most outstanding scientists and researchers of the entire Conqueror civilization have gathered beside this shipyard.
Everyone was eagerly anticipating and studying the delivered goods.
However, without orders, they dared not act rashly.
Because that person is here now.
In a private box at the very top of the dock, behind a transparent glass window, Diablo, the God of Destruction, looked down at the starship wreckage being brought in bit by bit.
From the outside, apart from the fact that the ship's armor looks somewhat damaged from being bombarded, it appears to be a ship with a hull.
But overall, it is still quite complete.
"Send someone to study the wreckage of this starship."
remember!
"I want the best outcome." Diablo, the god of destruction, sat in the chair prepared especially for him.
Under his orders, the various research teams immediately began their research work.
Some people are studying the materials of the various parts of the starship wreckage, some are scanning the structure, and some are examining the weapon modules, and so on.
They wanted to thoroughly understand every aspect of this starship, inside and out.
"So you brought me back the wreckage of this starship?"
Then I also lost over 100 million interstellar warships, in addition to over 200 million interstellar warships from other affiliated civilizations.
In less than two months.
You've finished your mess. In other universes, it might take me three to five years to exhaust the battlefield resources.
Do you have anything to explain?
Diablo, the God of Destruction, turned his head and looked at the three people kneeling on the ground behind him, not daring to raise their heads.
"We are guilty!" the three said in unison.
They knew very well that they were all in the same boat, and whether they survived depended on their fate.
"Although we were well prepared for this military operation."
However, the enemy was simply too strong.
This was also a mistake in our intelligence.
We knew they had a Zerg fleet, but we didn't expect the number to exceed three billion.
Moreover, these are all modified Zerg individuals, whose combat power far exceeds our understanding of the interstellar Zerg.
Furthermore, we never expected that they actually had T7 starships, although there were only ten of them!
However, the appearance of ten T7 starships on the battlefield caught us completely off guard.
In a short period of time, I can't think of any solution.
But none of these are excuses for our defeat. We are guilty! The Black Commander was the first to express his guilt, which can be considered as an admission of guilt.
Commander Red then added, "For our military operations, we have mobilized a large number of interstellar warships from other civilizations' battlefields."
This delayed their operational plans and even caused some losses.
If we can succeed, then of course there's no problem.
But we failed.
Regardless of our reasons, this is our responsibility!
That's right.
"We are guilty, please punish us, Lord Destroyer!" Commander Lan echoed.
All three pleaded guilty.
It's clear that they've put themselves in a do-or-die situation to survive.
After all, the losses they caused were too great, and it was impossible for them to be completely exonerated.
The only way is to take the initiative and seek one last chance.
You should know that what I just said wasn't just a simple statement.
They recounted the actual events and ultimately confessed.
However, the only contribution that could save them—capturing the wreckage of a JF-17 T7 interstellar warship—was not mentioned at all.
Just because they don't mention it doesn't mean Diavolo, the god of destruction, doesn't know.
After all, this thing is right in front of us now.
Not mentioning it only made Diablo, the God of Destruction, understand the matter even more clearly.
"I have read all the combat reports in the JF-17 universe cluster."
"The three of you bear responsibility, but even other commanders might not have done as well as you three."
Upon hearing this, the three commanders breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they were spared the death penalty.
"You also brought back a T7 interstellar warship, although it was just a wreck."
But it's still a gain.
Let's do this.
The three of you will retain your current positions, but your rank will be reduced by three levels.
You three families must hand over 30% of the profits from your fiefdoms over the next thirty years.
The three of you will await further instructions.
After hearing this final arrangement.
All three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
He knelt on the ground, expressing his gratitude.
Although their ranks were reduced by three levels, they were still nominally commanders.
The loss of that wealth would be painful for them.
But at least the family business was preserved, which is better than the entire family being wiped out.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
This was their original intention before they came.
At this moment, the Black Commander stepped forward and took the initiative to report the information about the wreckage of the interstellar warship.
"Your Honor.
Regarding that T7 starship, I still want you to punish us.
Although we brought back a wrecked ship.
However, when our personnel initially boarded the ship for a survey, they discovered that its internal processes had been irreparably damaged.
Many important compartments were even hit by explosions.
So...we might not be able to obtain much of value.
The Black Commander lowered his head, his heart pounding.
It's better to be honest about this now than to have the researchers reveal it.
I know about this.
Those people from the Xiaolong Interstellar Empire must have anticipated this situation since they dared to send out this interstellar warship.
If it were me, I would have done the same.
Anyway, getting hold of the wreckage of a T7 starship is better than nothing!