After traveling all the way, Han Lang finally arrived at the headquarters of the Alliance, the Eternal Galaxy.
The Eternal Galaxy is just in the center of the jurisdiction of the Twelve Permanent Members. Starting from the capital of any of the Twelve Powers, you can reach the Eternal Galaxy within three days, and the transportation is convenient.
Of course, this convenience is only compared to the twelve powers. If representatives of other countries want to come to the headquarters, they still need a long voyage. Since the twelve powers occupy one-third of the territory of the entire alliance, 50% of the population , 60% of the military strength, so they will not consider whether it is convenient for some small countries, as long as they find it convenient.
In addition, the capitals of the Twelve Great Powers, and even some other places, also have alliance branches, but those branches are only for some kind of ceremony, or to commemorate a certain war, and their status is far less important than that of the Eternal Galaxy.
Han Lang was outside the highest meeting room on the 1,400th floor of the headquarters, waiting to be summoned.
There are ten similar buildings, symbolizing more than 14,000 member countries of the alliance.
With such a tall building, you can't see the land when you look out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, but you can see the space, and the clouds are under your feet.
Han Lang stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze. When he came here, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness. Many people had died fighting for the Milky Way and the Alliance, and the Eternal Galaxy was still singing and dancing.
When passing through the security check, Han Lang couldn't help thinking that if he was a dark apostle, such a level of security check would not be able to keep the apostle out.
Since the dark apostles are dna-recombined lives, they can easily transform their own dna structure. Pretend to be anyone in this building.
In the face of powerful enemies, technology is losing its original effect. The security inspection system of the alliance headquarters is learned from prehistoric civilizations, and the real inventors of these technologies are about to return.
This is simply a war between students and teachers. Human civilization has learned from prehistoric civilizations, but has never surpassed them. If a war breaks out between teachers and students, human beings will be beaten badly, and they will be helpless.
While thinking, Han Lang was summoned. Striding into the conference room, I saw many familiar faces, such as Mo De, the Prime Minister of the Ganges Republic who always hated himself, Pasdi Ai, the first military officer of the Qinshang Empire, Doyle from Mount Star, and Dili from Dili. Owen of Fez. etc.
There were more than twelve people, and representatives from the military and secret police of some countries also attended the meeting.
Han Lang didn't seem very nervous when facing these big people, firstly because Han Lang knew some of them in the past, and also because Han Lang had experienced life and death several times. Compared with ordinary people, people who have faced death directly will have a more indifferent temperament.
The meeting was presided over by Pasdi Ai, the supreme commander of the a43 ruins operation. He asked Han Lang to stand at the front desk and talk about the experience of the expedition team.
Han Lang was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't add fuel to the picture, telling the story of the cruel expedition in detail.
No one spoke or asked questions during the whole process. Although they had watched Han Lang's video report before, when Han Lang personally talked about what happened in the ruins, they attracted them again, and they just listened quietly.
After the report, Han Lang took out the body of the dark apostle from the scar of the moon and placed it on the front desk.
"Everyone, this is the corpse of the Dark Apostle. Based on my personal experience, I estimate that they have at least eight stars of combat power, and they also have the same abilities as human superpower fighters."
"Whether all the apostles have the same level, I don't know, but I think there is no reason for the living apostles to be weaker than this apostle, after all, they are all made in the same way."
"Why doesn't this apostle have a head?" A big man from the military asked.
"That's because his head was crushed," Han Lang replied.
"Oh, since you can crush the heads of the dark apostles, it's not a big deal even if these apostles really exist."
Hahaha~
There was laughter in the conference room. Everyone knew that Han Lang's level was not high. He could kill the apostle, which meant that the apostle was not really powerful.
Han Lang bit his lip, and said in a deep voice, "It's not because of me alone that I killed the apostle. At that time, Bai Wan'er burned his zero-degree brain domain and desperately caught him. I used the domain of extinction to deprive him of his superpower. The two God of War powerhouses, Lacey and Riley, subdued him, and in this way the lore was finally completed."
"In order to kill the apostle, Bai Wan'er sacrificed herself."
"That doesn't mean anything. By the way, what level are you now?"
"It's been a long time since I tested it, but I'm sure it's within five stars." Han Lang replied.
"That is to say, if the apostles really exist, we only need to send out two strong God of War warriors, one quasi-God of War, plus you, a five-star fighter, the combat power of the dark apostles is still very weak. "
Han Lang was a little angry. He said in a hoarse voice: "The Dark Apostle has been deprived of his superpowers. He is a terrifying space-type superpower. If we don't deprive him of his superpowers, we will not be able to defeat him!"
The senior military officer counted with his fingers, "Okay, okay, even if it's what you said, the apostle has eight stars, and this level is indeed terrifying, but that's compared to ordinary people. .”
"However, as long as we dispatch ten War God-level powerhouses, we can definitely kill the apostle, and the battle damage rate can be controlled at 30%, that is to say, three of the ten War God powerhouses will die. "
"The number of dark apostles is ninety-nine. For every apostle we kill, we will lose three God of War powerhouses. In the worst case, less than 300 God of War powerhouses will die in battle."
"Don't forget, since we can use ten war gods to deal with an apostle, we can also use twenty, fifty, or a hundred war gods to destroy him!"
"No matter how you calculate it, the ninety-nine apostles can't shake our huge alliance! Their number is too small to be enough to see. There are thousands of trillions of people living in the galaxy, and thousands of trillions of warriors. All it takes is for everyone to spit. The apostles can be drowned."
"The life of a soldier is not a cold number!" Han Lang was angry, and said in a suppressed voice: "The most terrifying thing about the dark apostles is that they are genetically synthesized lives, and their dna structure can be changed!"
"As long as they are willing. They can pretend to be anyone here. The destructive power is far greater than fighting!"
Mo De shook his head, "Ignorance! DNA changes can only simulate a person's appearance, but cannot simulate a person's behavior and language. There will always be flaws. Besides. With the current political structure of various countries, even if the Dark Apostle can pretend to be the head of state What's the use? The head of state is surrounded by the prime minister, the parliament, and the military commander."
"Your so-called dark apostle subverting the alliance is just a personal conjecture! Speaking here, you must show your evidence! Don't talk about speculation!"
Han Lang felt a great sadness. After sacrificing so many people, Han Lang finally sent the news of the dark apostle to the alliance, but the alliance's reaction was so cold.
Han Lang thought of those soldiers who died in battle, and felt worthless for their sacrifices.
Perhaps as Yuanyuan said, fighters and politicians are two completely different types of people.
Han Lang took out Ye Guhong's video again, although the politicians were surprised by the destroyed starry sky after the space war. But this still cannot prove that prehistoric civilization did it.
After the report was over, Han Lang was invited out of the conference room and sat outside alone, looking at the deep and unpredictable starry sky, full of pessimism about the future.
A few hours later, the meeting of the politicians who tried to blame each other was over, and Han Lang was invited by Pastier to drink tea in the lounge, just the two of them. And Pastore also looked a little helpless.
"The alliance's final decision, your report, the black apostle's body, and the video of the Fenglin Guye family cannot be used as evidence that the galaxy is facing a major crisis. The alliance will not increase its defense level, let alone actively prepare for war."
"In addition, the alliance has also issued a sealing order. Those who know anything about the ruins of A43, everything about the black apostles and prehistoric civilization are not allowed to disclose to others." Pastier said in a deep voice.
Han Lang nodded and said nothing. He had already expected this ending.
Barely forced a smile, Pastier said: "However, the meeting is not without positive effects. Thanks to your efforts, the Alliance has decided to set up a secret investigation team on the Dark Apostle. In addition, the major empires will strengthen their investigation capabilities. Send more scouting fleets out of the galaxy as a precaution."
Han Lang shook his head and said lightly, "This is not enough. When I first saw the Dark Apostle, I knew that what these guys want is destruction."
"Have you heard of the law of the cosmic jungle?"
"heard about it."
"Then you must understand that the huge and boundless universe is like a jungle full of darkness. In this jungle, we humans are just a member of a huge biological system. We defeated the Wu tribe, wiped out the Que tribe, and killed many There are many beings weaker than humans."
"But this alone does not prove that human beings have the right to survive in this jungle. One day, we will encounter opponents stronger than us."
Pastier frowned slightly, "You mean, humans need to become stronger in order to survive in this jungle?"
Han Lang laughed, "No, just being strong doesn't guarantee the survival of any creature. Even a ferocious tiger may die from the bite of weak ants, because ants will spread bacteria that tigers cannot resist."
Pastier asked again: "Then you mean that we humans need to learn those tenacious bacteria?"
Han Lang said: "Usually, most types of bacteria can only survive for a few hours, and they will die."
"Actually, what I want to say is not what we humans have become. Human beings are human beings. We have our advantages and disadvantages. The only way for us to survive longer is to always be vigilant and face the unknown jungle. Stay in awe."
"The law of survival has long proved that it is not the strongest creatures who live to the end, but those who are always vigilant to their surroundings. Whenever danger comes, they will be the first to know and adjust their survival strategies. This is a life. The highest law of survival in the dark jungle."
Huh~
Pastier let out a long breath, "Han Lang, what you said is very reasonable. I think you are the one who is always vigilant about the future, so you can come out of the ruins alive."
"The alliance needs talents like you. I will suggest to the alliance that you will be the team leader of the newly established alliance investigation team. I will fully support you, and even use the military forces of the Qin Shang Empire, as well as other real powers. The characters will support you too!"
"It's late." Shaking his head, Han Lang stood up and said, "I already understand that this decaying Galaxy Alliance will definitely perish, not because of external troubles, but also because of internal troubles."
"Where are you going? Have you considered serving in the secret investigation team?" Pastier asked to keep Han Lang.
Han Lang said coldly: "Don't think about it. When Ma Jingkong and the others died in battle, I was very touched. They love the Galaxy so much, so I decided to do my best to do something for the alliance. That's why I Across three star fields, rush back to the alliance at any cost."
"But, what did the alliance do? The lives of the soldiers are just numbers that can be calculated, cold numbers! The coming crisis is not as important as the current struggle to survive!"
"I've had enough of all this! From this moment on, I only live for my hometown! Only for my fellow citizens on Earth! Damn the Galactic Federation, if it wants to perish, let it perish!"
"Now, the arrest warrant has been lifted, and I want to go home!" (To be continued.)