As the capital planet of the Wotan Alliance, Sorian is second to none in terms of prosperity and prosperity.
It is surrounded by a densely populated and industrially developed world.
They come together to create an extremely prosperous world group.
Sorian is the center of this prosperous group of worlds and the hub of the routes leading to those worlds.
There are countless ships in the void, and a large number of ships arrive and leave every second.
It was bustling with people, like a school of fish.
There is no end in sight to the buildings that are lined up one after another on the surface.
The ground has long been swallowed up by increasingly complex artificial buildings.
Even if you stand at the highest point, you can't see the horizon.
All you can see are endless buildings, tall and majestic.
There is no green, no plants or soil.
Some small black dots can be seen in the distant sky.
There were a large number of airships and spaceships taking off and landing in the port.
All the materials and resources from various places were transported to the planet Sorian.
Sorian is an administrative planet responsible for handling the daily affairs of the Wotan Alliance.
There is not much production capacity itself.
They are highly dependent on other worlds for supplies of food and various daily necessities.
The most important building on the planet Sorian is none other than the Parliament Building.
This is the center of power.
All affairs of the Wotan League are subject to the supervision of the parliament.
The Parliament Building is located in the center of the city. It has a circular structure on top and a sky-blue dome that is pleasing to the eye. It is like a fine work of art, standing among high-rise buildings that simply focus on efficiency.
The interior of the Parliament Building is spacious and magnificent, with rows of mobile podiums designed on different levels in the rotunda for the many senators of the Motta Alliance.
They are all disc-shaped, with some seats fixed.
Behind them sat the MPs and their assistants.
They represent their respective forces.
There were also some seats floating around, with the members on them expressing their opinions loudly.
All matters concerning the Wotan Alliance were decided in their hands.
The man's speech drew hushed discussions from those attending the meeting.
For a moment, the place was filled with noise and hundreds of voices echoed in the venue.
Some people firmly support the war and fight to defend the home they have worked so hard to build, to drive out the evil spirits from the Milky Way, and to ensure their interests and survival in the Andromeda Galaxy.
Some people also suggested that perhaps we could discuss sending a diplomatic team to communicate with the enemy and then decide what to do next.
Corinne Gongjin, a representative of the Kronos Military Group, a heavyweight force in the Wotan Alliance dominated by dwarves, stood up from their platform.
The essence of the Wotan Alliance is a collection of various large forces.
It’s like a government composed of super enterprises and chambers of commerce.
Kronos Military Group has invested heavily in military industry and the military. They have the most powerful military production line and manpower in the Federation.
This military group is also the most active force in external expansion.
Their style of doing things is also very violent, and they have mastered various powerful technologies.
They often show off their military power to the aliens and even other forces within the alliance.
If a war were to break out, they would undoubtedly be the biggest winners.
The Alliance's main weapons production lines and shipyards are in their hands.
War is a suffering for most people, but it is a rare opportunity to make a fortune for arms dealers.
Colin Gongjin's voice was broadcast to other meeting members through the intercom on the suspended platform.
"We must protect our home, otherwise the evil spirits from hell will take it away, leaving behind ruins, and everything we have worked so hard to create will be destroyed."
"They and we were born from the same bloodline. Would it be too arbitrary to start a war rashly? I request peace talks and communication." Another congressman refuted the representative of the Kronos Military Group. "Perhaps the situation is not that bad. Now that the alliance is full of internal conflicts, we should not add to the burden on the people."
"Don't be so indecisive. Only by taking strong measures can we win this victory. Get it right. They are no longer our compatriots. They are just a group of evil spirits wearing human skin. The Chaos God will never let them escape from his palm. Are you trying to tell me that they have a savior who can fight against the evil god? Please, Senator Padin, this universe is not a fairy tale."
"If we rashly launch wars, crave destruction and conquest, and use our barbarity to prove our strength, then what is the difference between us and the creatures controlled by Chaos?" said the Councillor named Padin. "The interests of mankind should be the top priority in all events. This should not be changed or questioned."
"Declaring war on our corrupted fellow man is to ensure the interests of mankind," said the senator representing Kronos' forces.
"I don't think so," said Councillor Padin. "We can't talk about war lightly unless it is absolutely necessary."
The quarrel between the two also sparked discussions among other lawmakers and representatives of other forces.
Noisy sounds came from all directions.
Everybody is speaking, everybody is talking.
"war."
"Peace."
The parliamentarians argued endlessly and refused to give in to each other.
In the end, all the representatives stood up, and the voices rose from whispers to shouts, and the voices became louder and louder.
Until the Supreme Deliberator presiding over the parliament kept shouting.
"Order, order, keep order."
The many members of parliament finally quieted down.
Another floating platform carrying a representative of a heavyweight force flew out.
"The Star Walker Trade Alliance supports the war proposal. We must not compromise. Whether those fellows are our compatriots or not, war is inevitable." The congressman shouted, "Even if they get rid of the evil god's control, what can they do!
Listen to what they say, they call themselves an empire, they put billions of lives under the control of a dictator, are we going to accept that fate too
"If we don't want to join the so-called empire, what will they do? Will they just leave us alone? No, they will find a way to conquer us, demanding that we compromise and surrender, and make us kneel before their emperor. Such a thing makes people feel sad just thinking about it. Isn't this worth fighting for?"
The representative of the Star Walker Trade Alliance had a flushed face, and his words were even more inspiring.
With this short speech, he got the entire parliament excited.
The whole audience was shouting to vote.
Decide the future in a democratic way.
There was no doubt that the war bill was eventually passed.
The Wotan Alliance will wage war on those of their galactic kin.
The voices of Councillor Padin and others who wanted peaceful negotiations were too weak.
No one wants to listen to them.
Everyone is like crows seeing carrion, swarming towards the quagmire of war, eager to get some of the carrion.
"They are all crazy." Senator Padin said to his colleagues next to him, "We don't know what happened in the Milky Way. There has been no news from there for almost 20,000 years. Who knows if those terrible things are still there? They attacked their own compatriots for a disaster that they themselves are not sure of."
Another MP shook his head, his tone lamenting and sad.
"Those guys were unwilling to even give their long-lost compatriots a chance to explain themselves, stubbornly believing that war was the best remedy."
"Their concerns are not without reason." Another colleague said, "More importantly, there are many conflicts within the alliance, and many forces hope to divert internal conflicts through war."
"Conflicts within the alliance should be resolved within the alliance, rather than diverting them by creating external enemies. Such an approach will not divert conflicts, but will only cover them up." Councillor Partin said: "I have a feeling that the parliament will definitely regret doing this."
"We'll talk about it when the time comes." The colleague said, "At least for now, starting the war has united all the originally divergent forces."
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The introduction of the war bill made many forces extremely excited.
Andromeda is far more massive than the Milky Way, yet has far fewer usable resources.
There are strong radiation zones everywhere where it is impossible to survive.
Those areas with strong radiation are difficult to deal with and can only be dealt with by using thick protective clothing.
However, as long as there are a few mistakes.
Exposing yourself in those places for just five or six seconds could have disastrous consequences.
It will immediately cause the collapse of flesh and blood, loss of control of cell tissue, and ultimately cause death.
The Wotan Alliance has reached its limit.
0.001% of big business owners and trade alliance leaders control 200% of the wealth of the Wotan Alliance.
Many humans and dwarves in the Wotan Alliance are burdened with loans, and their assets are negative.
Even cloned dwarves have to take out loans.
The resources used to create him did not come out of thin air.
They were all loaned to him by commercial organizations.
Will be calculated based on interest.
The money needs to be repaid.
The economic indicators of the Wotan Alliance have been stagnant for years and are even declining.
All kinds of contradictions and conflicts have become extremely acute.
From time to time, large-scale rebellions occur.
More importantly, the core database they had taken away was also in crisis.
The running speed is getting slower and slower, and there is a possibility of collapse.
So many contradictions have made the alliance shaky.
A large number of dwarves and humans are also tired of the intrigues of the Council, and believe that the Council cannot guarantee their power.
At one point, he proposed to end the Wotan League and open up his own territory.
For this reason, in the eyes of many people, declaring war on fellow galaxies is a win-win situation with no harm.
It can get military production lines up and running, stimulate economic growth, and give people a common enemy to fight against.
War is the easiest means of creating group hallucinations.
Even the hungry beggars of the Wotan Alliance would be proud of the victory achieved by the alliance army.
The beggars would puff out their chests with pride and shout, "I am proud to be a member of Wotan's league."
War is the best medicine, which can make people forget their own pain.
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Planet Velo.
An agricultural planet of the Wotan Alliance.
If the temperature in the morning is considered hot, then at noon, the planet Velo facing the star will become a furnace of hell.
Visible heat was rising and distorting the air.
Wesker was operating a harvesting machine and harvesting the huge wheat field.
This is what he gained throughout the year.
Next year’s living expenses, seeds, and fertilizers are all included.
The harvester is very bulky, using a worn-out anti-gravity levitation magnetic plate to provide the power for suspension, and two nozzles on the back to provide forward thrust.
In the stuffy cockpit, Wesker's entire body was wet.
"Fuck, this broken machine." Wesker cursed under his breath.
In fact, these machines have the ability to harvest automatically.
Yet the meditator built into it has been destroyed.
There was no way a farmer like Wesker could afford a Cogitator.
To do this, he could only do it manually.
Unless he is willing to take out a loan.
A loan he would have to repay for thirty or forty years.
Use one-third of your income to repay other people's interest and principal.
The Chamber of Commerce was happy to loan the money to Wesker and even encouraged him to borrow it.
If he couldn't pay it back, the Chamber of Commerce would take away the Thinker he had borrowed money to buy and auction it off, using the money to fill the hole and asking him to continue paying back the rest.
Wesker ultimately chose to operate the harvester himself.
He already has loans on his shoulders.
In order to buy this barren land and the machines to develop it, his parents borrowed a sum of money that would take the entire family more than three hundred years to pay off.
He is only the second generation.
Wesker estimated that it would take until his grandchildren's generation to pay off the debt.
The prerequisite is that he must have a son.
If he doesn't have a son, once he is unable to work and cannot repay the loan and interest, then there is nothing to say.
The machines roared.
Wesker had to try to speed up in order to get out of this terrible furnace hell as soon as possible.
He couldn't figure out what his parents were thinking.
Borrowing such a large sum of money just to be a farmer!
A sip of cold ale was needed to free his soul from this horrible hell.
There was a louder roar.
That sound drowned out the sound of the harvesting robots.
A huge shadow appeared.
Covering everything on the surface.
Wesker's attention was drawn.
He stuck his head out and saw a giant Alliance ship in the sky.
The ship crossed mountains and rivers and sailed towards a city called Xia Yinluo.
There is a huge airport there.
Ships can anchor there.
The ship was covered with all kinds of weapons, the steel was rugged, and the black muzzles made people feel fearful and uneasy.
It is like a giant artillery installed on a steel mountain. It is magnificent and can be called a majestic miracle.
There was surprise and uneasiness in Wesker's eyes.
He had never seen warships in his life. The only ones he had seen were commercial ships used to transport goods and taxes.
Each planet has to pay fees to the chamber of commerce or trade organization to which it belongs.
The Wotan League is a capitalist country through and through.
The parliament is composed of the most powerful merchants and business owners.
Every planet has a clear owner.
People are still free.
The problem is that the water, land, air, sunlight, etc. on the planet are all owned by corporate chambers of commerce.
If you want to get these things, you have to buy them.
If you buy it, you have to work and create value for the company and the chamber of commerce.
In order to survive, everyone has to work.
Those who cannot work will be abandoned.
Whether they are dwarves or humans, they all have the same fate.
The dwarves are even more miserable, as many of them are created using cloning technology.
Once they fail to satisfy the interests of businesses and chambers of commerce, they will be abandoned without a doubt and new ones will be created.
The moment they step out of the cloning machine, they are in debt and they have to repay the cost of creating them.
Wesker lived in such a social environment for a long time.
To be honest, he's used to it.
I don't think there is anything wrong with this kind of life.
This is a tradition left behind by the great Wotan League.
A way of life that was condensed through the wisdom of countless ancestors.
It can make the Wotan Alliance stronger.
Thinking of this, Wesker felt a little proud.
This is the confidence of the people of the Wotan Alliance.
Their civilization has lasted for tens of thousands of years and can be considered a long-standing civilization.
But there should be some problems.
Alliance warships have never appeared in Velo, let alone at the ground-based spaceport.
Something seems to have happened.
Wesker watched the battleship fly towards Xia Yinluo, and then continued to work, otherwise he would not be able to complete today's workload.
He had to work hard, finish the farm work, and then find a job to repay the loan.
If there is no way to repay the loan, the Deep Rock Mining Guild, the controller of the planet Velo, will definitely take away their land without mercy.
All their belongings would be auctioned off to compensate for the losses they incurred by giving the land to the Wesker family for farming.
He has to work hard so that his life will become better and better.
Only when the sun set did Wesker complete his harvesting mission.
He parked the harvester in the hangar, set up safety measures, and drove to the tavern.
There weren't many people in the pub.
There were only some workers who had finished a busy day and some waitresses wearing cheap perfume.
Those who were drinking loudly talked about their limited knowledge, trying to attract others' attention.
Those people talk about everything.
From astronomy and geography to alliance history and the latest policies.
They pretend to be very knowledgeable, but in fact they only know a little bit, and they show off the crappy theoretical knowledge they got from the Internet or street literature.
Occasionally, when they talk, they may argue over disagreements and even come to blows.
Wesker ordered a drink.
Sitting at the long table, I talked to the bartender about what happened today.
I accidentally learned about the implementation of the war law from the other party.
"The war is about to start." The bartender said, "There is news of galactic invaders from the border planets. The elders in the parliament believe that those guys are beyond redemption and must be purged in order to protect the alliance itself."
"That ship is here to recruit soldiers. Each world provides enough soldiers. I heard that the parliament has allocated a large sum of money as a war fund."
"It's time to change your destiny." A man next to him raised his glass and said, "The enlistment allowance this time is unprecedentedly high. If you work for ten years, you will be a rich man."
"It's really high. Many people want to join the army. They are tired of this kind of life and think that joining the army is their only way out." The bartender said: "Unfortunately, the number of conscription places is limited. If you don't have some connections, you may not be able to join."
"Aren't they afraid of death?" Wesker said.
"Death? Just a bunch of bugs from the Milky Way!
The Wotan Alliance has never suffered a devastating blow. Our technology crushes all the aliens. If they hadn't been honest and chose to buy peace with money, they would have been wiped out by now. The galaxy is full of dangers. Even if those people were not corrupted, they don't have much time to develop technology. According to some rumors, those guys are still using old-fashioned warships from 20,000 to 30,000 years ago. "
"It will be easy to defeat them. Many people think that this conscription is just a welfare distribution. We will easily win and drive those people back to their shitholes. We will even attack them along the way they came. Let them know how powerful the Wotan Alliance is."
People were talking about it and believed that the Wotan Alliance would defeat all enemies with ease.
When talking about the powerful military force of the Alliance, they all showed pride on their faces, proud of the Alliance's army.
It was as if the troops listened to them.
Will protect their property and safety.
Of course, if it does not offend the interests of business owners and chambers of commerce, the troops will generally protect them.
After all, they paid taxes.
But what if they can't pay back the loans they owe to the Chamber of Commerce or companies
The soldiers of the Alliance Army will definitely beat them until they have no temper at all.
Let these idiots hand over all their assets and become beggars who only eat and wait for death.
If they offended the noble business owners and chamber of commerce representatives, the soldiers would break down their doors, rush into their homes, and point guns at the heads of their wives and children.
As long as they resist, they will be treated as enemies of the resistance alliance and eliminated.
If they did not resist, they would be sent to prison and their property would be confiscated.
Some people will also talk about the welfare conditions of this conscription.
Ordinary workers and farmers are definitely not able to enjoy such benefits.
Those companies have powerful computers, and through model calculations, they limit the income of workers and farmers to a level where they will not starve to death, nor get rich.
Taxes are fixed.
However, the pricing power of those fertilizers and seeds lies entirely in the hands of the other party.
The workers and farmers had no alternative but to work themselves to death.
Wesker was also somewhat tempted.
"Perhaps, I should find some way to carry a gun and go to the battlefield. I can find some fun in my boring life and live a different life."
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After the Battle of Cadia.
The Empire's troops continued to head towards Universes 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, and 06 along the inter-universe tunnels, starting a inter-universe colonial war.
The main enemy of Universe 01 is the Chaos Creatures.
This battlefield is also the most difficult.
Even in the void there are terrible monsters active. If we relax even a little, we will attract enemy invasion and cause huge casualties.
Relying on a variety of anti-warp technologies, the Empire continues to win victories, forcing the enemy back into the warp, reshaping the rules and order of reality, and building magnificent cities and fortresses.
After escaping from the Cadia battlefield, Dorn also came to Universe 01.
Cross-universe colonization is not an easy task.
Especially in a universe that has suffered severe corruption, restoring order is extremely difficult.
Dorn's task is to design various fortress cities to ensure that the people of the empire live comfortably while also ensuring their safety so that they will not be conquered again by the Chaos Biological Clock.
There is another more important mission, which is to ensure that the base of Universe 01 can stably produce and supply the props needed by the natives of other universes.
Such a building requires not only advanced technology, but also all kinds of incredible witchcraft.
A group of Eldar and technical experts in subspace research followed him from the original universe into Universe 01.
An anti-subspace barrier must be built for every captured planet. Only in this way can the results of their war be guaranteed.
Dorn stood in a fortress keep on the front lines.
The Empire has seized a territory with a diameter of 35 light years in Universe 01, and thousands of planets have fallen into the hands of the Empire.
Of course, seizing territory is only a by-product; what is more important is to weaken chaos and weaken the enemy.
Allowing chaos to continue to erode the universe will make them more and more powerful.
To do this, the Empire must fight Chaos for those universes.
Of course, the current size of the empire is too small.
He couldn't even take over an entire universe.
But that kind of enterprising attitude is indispensable.
Universe 01 paid a lot, but also gained a lot.
When recovering various planets and reshaping the real order, it is easy to discover some special products of rules.
Those products of rules are the remnants of the powerful civilizations and individuals in this universe, formed after a long period of sedimentation.
Just like coal and oil buried in the ground.
It has undergone a long evolution.
It is an alternative resource.
This is also why the props supplied to the natives of other universes come from Universe 01.
There are unique conditions for producing those regular creations here.
Dorn and his guards wandered through a giant factory in Universe 01.
This is responsible for producing doll-like rule products.
"We recently launched a series of props called the Rabbit series, which are specifically provided to the natives of other universes. Currently, Universe 03 has received a large number of orders. With the help of this series, we should be able to achieve a 65% economic growth target this year."
A supervisor with half of his body embedded in machinery introduced their unique products to Dorn.
The rules of reality in Universe 01 have been shattered.
Time and space are disconnected in many areas.
If it weren't for the large number of maintenance devices built with the help of Imperial technology, it would have been lost in the warp very quickly.
The production of other technological creations is half the effort with twice the results, but the production of these strange items is twice the result with half the effort.
Dawn picked up a blue bunny stuffed animal.
The doll's data automatically appeared in front of him.
Bunny Baron (Minor Disaster Level)
After being thrown out, it will form a huge Bunny Baron, attracting the hatred and attacks of the enemies present. The effective time depends on the degree of resentment of the enemy towards the privilege.
A group of rabbits lived in the beautiful carrot home. They were dissatisfied with the cruel exploitation of the privileged class and set off a wave of resistance. The rabbits shouted that the kings, princes, generals and ministers were all of different species, and they wanted to start a purge against all the privileged classes. The rabbit nobles, who were the old rulers, naturally became the target of hatred. The noble rabbits also hated the rabbits who dared to resist them, thinking that they had betrayed their great home.
Tip: The more oppressed an individual is, the more he will hate the doll. If the other party is in the oppressive class, he will have a certain resistance to the doll. The higher the status, the higher the resistance.
Tips: It is recommended to redeem the entire series. The noble rabbit can be used for the oppressed. The higher the rank, the more hatred it attracts. The red revolutionary rabbit can be used for the oppressor. The lower the rank, the more hatred it attracts. It is recommended to use them in combination according to the actual situation.
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Dorn took one look at it and put it down.
"Are the natives of other universes very keen on such props?"
"Yes, Master Primarch, and such props have strong adaptability in all universes. Even if the rules of the universe are slightly different, they can be perfectly adapted without any rejection reaction." The supervisor said: "Currently this series is the best-selling one. We secretly set the number and time of scrapping to ensure that the natives will continue to exchange for this powerful prop, so that they can become the most powerful force for the empire to conquer their universe."