nucmednet Chapter 398 Alicia's Return
Chapter 398 Alicia's Return
"Three years ago, the Aixing Spaceport, funded by the United Nations, was completed."
"Two years ago, the Imellan West stargate was completed."
“A year ago, we reached a cooperation agreement with the Blue Moon Civilization.”
"Today, let us raise a glass to a new chapter for humankind."
The Amelansi, once the most magnificent ship of the United Nations and the greatest concept of the former UN fleet, has now shone brightly once again. This behemoth, which is longer than the Amelansi spaceport, is now longer than the Amelansi spaceport.
Alice stood on the spaceport, raising her glass—to the guests below, to cheer for every worker who had dedicated their youth, passion, sweat, and life to this great cause over the past three years.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our great achievement today exemplifies the courage and meaning of being human! Today, the Amelansey Star Dreadnought has officially regained its independent operational capability and, in accordance with the unanimous vote of the United Nations Human Defense Initiative Conciliation Committee, has been renamed the United!"
The side of Amelia facing away from the star is shining brightly, and a vast urban cluster built with new technologies is connecting. In just ten years, the western continent centered on Amelia will be completely transformed into a mountain range composed of cities.
The urbanization process, which even Alice couldn't foresee, caught everyone off guard. The giant warp portal in the North shrank year by year, and humanity was regaining control of the real world.
Alice stepped down from the stage amidst the clinking of glasses at the banquet. She declined the offered wine and flattery. As the undisputed giant of the newly rising Amelansi human civilization, her prestige and power surpassed that of any emperor in history. And what she sought now remained unknown to all.
"Alice."
She looked up and saw Alicia de la Leah standing in front of her. She froze, slowly reaching out her hand until she actually touched her.
"Long time no see, kid."
After so many years, Alicia has indeed completed the plan that Raffarin Low and she had originally devised, re-deploying the stargate in this system and paving the way for everything.
Where did you go?
"There are many things I have never told you... I'm sorry, my child, I am not a good mother."
Alicia was not Alice's biological mother, but even so, Alicia still felt a responsibility towards Alice. But she felt a responsibility not only towards Alice, but also towards all of humanity.
The "Stargate" is not just a simple inter-galactic teleportation device; it is a space city with automated industrial complexes and various facilities that can guarantee the establishment and security of a galactic regime. Long ago, it was also the commercial and political core of the Amelansi Galaxy.
Back then, Raffarello had a backup plan: if everything Alice or the Stars of the Universe did failed, they would still have the ability to make a comeback. At least, the United Nations of Earth would still have the ability to rise again.
However, no amount of words could change anything. Alice hugged Alicia, just like before. Alicia patted Alice's head, and they remained silent.
“Alice, everything you have done has impressed us. Raffarin Law has at least misjudged one thing—you will not fail like everyone else.”
"Our efforts will not be in vain, and your efforts will not be in vain."
Alicia thought to herself, "Let's hug a little longer. We'll face something even more dangerous later."
At the edge of the galaxy, 14 spaceships streak 14 plasma beams across the vast expanse of space, each carrying weapons powerful enough to destroy a city.
"Following the Emperor's orders, we are entering a sector known as the Amelansi system, which, according to ancient United Nations maps, contains a wealth of former United Nations heritage."
"The Emperor has only one requirement: all human heritage must belong to the Supreme Empire, and all human glory and heritage must belong to the Empire and the Emperor."
The crew of the ship conveyed the same message; they raised their hands high.
"Long live the Empire!"
"General Saint-Germain, our detectors have detected very frequent radio signals within the galaxy, and optical channels have detected a large number of variable-speed individuals operating in the star field."
"Can this be identified as a trace of civilization?"
"confirm."
"Those were nothing more than primitive people trying to climb in space... General Saint-Germain, how many such civilizations has the Empire pacified?"
"Four, four human civilizations and sixteen alien tribes."
A man in a white and gold uniform stood beside the general—the Imperial Messenger, the embodiment of the Emperor's will.
“Your file shows that you are not from the Supreme Galaxy, but from an ancient family in the Byzantine Galaxy.”
The herald's will was clear—when the empire faced other civilizations, those civilizations had only two paths.
They are human, therefore they must submit to the Emperor's will, and the Empire will wage wars of conquest until that civilization becomes a province of the Empire.
They are aliens, so they are doomed.
"I will carry out the Emperor's will."
“Very good. Continue to observe the Emperor’s will, for we all bear sins against all mankind, and every victory we achieve now is an act of atonement for mankind.”
Every warship in the fleet advanced at an unquestionable pace until the electronic detection ship detected more information—a rudimentary space probe less than three light-minutes from the fleet.
"Sir, we have tracked down a man-made object, and we are certain it is an early space probe."
"So, by intercepting it, we can obtain information about this galaxy."
General Saint-Ger continued to order the fleet to cruise outside the star's gravitational field, confirming that they were far from the enemy's detection range—the Empire's survival could not afford any loss. The Empire was rising at a most dangerous moment, and contacting the wrong enemy, exposing themselves to a dangerous existence, would lead to the failure of the Empire and humanity in this perilous space.
A small spacecraft detached from the fleet and, after releasing electronic jamming, began to capture a probe that looked like it came from the early space age, several light-seconds away.
"The detector can now be seen visually, and it has a very human-like style, which is a good sign."
A pair of iron claws captured the detector, and several engineers and scientists quickly saw the small detector covered in gold, with a line of words engraved on it in the Imellansian language.
Voyager 1.
"This is not alien script; this is our script."
The scientists from the Supreme Human Empire read the line of text fluently and smoothly, and General Saint-Ger and the messenger immediately understood what it meant upon receiving the message.
In the vast conquests of the Empire, conquering other human civilizations and eliminating aliens are two different things. Other human civilizations can be conquered by the Empire in a less costly way, and the officers who conquer the local area often obtain the land as their own fiefdom.
General Saint-Germain's hands were trembling slightly.