It was a glorious and stirring history, one that had inspired countless people to fight for it. When the term “Outer Mongolia Left Spiral Arm” was mentioned, tears welled up in the eyes of the brigade leader, Lei.
Steve also grew excited, waving his arms: “Elder Heard and Situ Hai accomplished an unprecedented feat. Such a victory can only be compared to Yang Hao’s recent triumph in annihilating the Empire’s massive fleet. That’s why Yang Hao becoming our leader is the will of the people.”
As Steve cheered, the surrounding crowd erupted in applause and cheers, making even Yang Hao feel a bit lightheaded. After all, Yang Hao was still a hot-blooded young man. With everyone around him singing his praises, even a clay Buddha would grow proud.
“Easy, easy… just a small achievement, really. The main thing is that the Imperial forces were too few. If they had ten or eight times more, I’d still wipe them out. If the Emperor himself had led the charge, I would’ve captured him long ago. We wouldn’t even need this meeting—we’d be storming Earth today.”
“Be careful—pride comes before a fall,” Hunyuanzi observed coldly. “Not a single person sitting here is any good. Making you the leader is bound to bring trouble.”
This remark doused Yang Hao’s rising enthusiasm, sobering him up a bit. “But even if my merits are great, I don’t need to be the alliance’s leader. The position is too important, and I lack the seniority. Let someone else take it.”
Yang Hao pointed around the room, but strangely, no matter whom he pointed at, they would subtly dodge as if avoiding the plague. The most exaggerated was old man Heard, who had been snoring in his sleep. Yet when Yang Hao pointed at him, the old geezer suddenly toppled off his chair and crawled under the table to continue his nap.
Finally, Steve stepped forward and grabbed Yang Hao’s ominous finger. “Mr. Yang, if we’re talking about seniority, you’re the most qualified here. Think about it—the resistance alliance has only had two major victories. The hero of the Outer Mongolia Left Spiral Arm battle, Situ Hai, betrayed us. Elder Heard is too old. Neither is suitable. Only you, the commander of the recent Saint Bear Star triumph, are fit to be our leader.”
“This… organization.”
“Moreover,” Steve lowered his voice, whispering into Yang Hao’s ear, “being the leader isn’t dangerous at all. Leave the frontline battles to your subordinates. As the leader, you’ll stay safe in a command star far from the battlefield. Plus, you’ll control the wealth of billions—money, women, whatever you want. If you do well, you might even rival the Emperor. Who knows? You could become another Emperor yourself. Such a great deal…”
“I’ll do it!” Yang Hao declared loudly, afraid someone might change their mind.
“Hey…” Yang Hao was already convinced. He felt like he’d struck gold. Back on Remon Star, he was just the owner of an aphrodisiac shop—comfortable but ordinary. On Saint Bear Star, even as the leader, the planet had no wealth, and the women were all giant she-bears. He’d gained nothing. But now, with billions across hundreds of star systems under his rule, he could do whatever he wanted. He’d already decided—why bother fighting the Empire? Being a local tyrant sounded great. A harem of hundreds of beauties, living a decadent life—what could be better?
Of course, Steve and the others had no idea what Yang Hao was scheming. The moment he agreed, the entire hall erupted in celebration.
“Wonderful, wonderful!” Steve was so excited he could barely speak, on the verge of tears.
“Finally, someone’s willing…” someone muttered under their breath, clapping while secretly relieved. “Not easy… finally found a sucker…”
Even Heard, who’d been snoring, immediately crawled out from under the table, standing on his chair and grinning slyly at Yang Hao.
Poor Yang Hao had no idea what tragic fate awaited him. He confidently took the leader’s seat vacated by Steve, beaming as he accepted the half-hearted congratulations from the others.
“Now that we have a leader again, our counterattack against the Empire will soon begin,” Steve, the most organized among them, announced. “Under Leader Yang Hao’s command, we’ll soon break free from the Empire’s oppression.”
Yang Hao wasn’t listening. His gaze had already drifted past the conference room’s walls into the vast cosmos. The Three Crystal Sea Star System was boundless, like a massive assembly line constantly churning out colossal warships.
Rows of battleships floated neatly along thousands of orbital paths. From now on, he would command this fleet of tens of thousands—a thought that made his heart surge with excitement. After all, what man didn’t dream of making a name for himself on the battlefield?
“Before the war with the Empire, there’s just one small task for our leader,” Elder Heard suddenly interjected, silencing the room. Dozens of eyes instantly focused on Yang Hao’s freshly appointed face.
“Go ahead, go ahead,” Yang Hao waved grandly, still lost in his power fantasy.
“Well then, Leader Yang Hao, please set off immediately,” Heard nodded, his fur trembling with suppressed laughter.
“Set off?” Yang Hao was stunned, as if struck by a hammer. “Where? Aren’t I the alliance leader? Don’t I get to avoid the front lines?”
Yang Hao’s expression was pure innocence, but everyone in the room feigned ignorance. The worst actor but most eager performer was Heard, the old bear, who turned to Steve in mock surprise. “What? You haven’t told Leader Yang Hao yet?”
“Told me what?” Yang Hao’s heart pounded. He sensed something terrible was coming.
Steve wore an infuriatingly apologetic look. “Ah, I was just about to, but Leader Yang Hao agreed so quickly, I didn’t get the chance.”
“Is it too late to tell me now?” Yang Hao asked nervously. What if they said the leader had to castrate himself? That would be a disaster.
“Not at all! It’s just a small thing,” Steve said mysteriously, nodding at the others. Clearly, everyone else already knew. “As I mentioned earlier, the Protoss are on our side. According to our agreement with them, whoever becomes the resistance leader must undergo their special training to gain the power to oppose the Empire.”
“That sounds great,” Yang Hao mumbled, not understanding why they’d hidden this.
“Exactly, exactly! It’s wonderful!” Heard and the others chimed in.
“Wow, so I’ll get real Protoss training?” Yang Hao’s imagination ran wild, drool nearly dripping. “The Protoss are incredibly powerful. Once I learn their skills, I might become godlike!”
“More likely, you’ll die before becoming a god,” Hunyuanzi muttered coldly.
“You’re just jealous I’ll become a god before a ghost, and lead billions,” Yang Hao shot back, too elated to heed the sarcasm.
“I just don’t get it. If being the resistance leader is so great—no fighting, billions loyal, Protoss training—why didn’t anyone else want it?” Hunyuanzi hit the nail on the head. “Normally, people would fight tooth and nail for this. How did it fall into your lap, you little pervert?”
“This…”
“It’s not because you’re handsome,” Empress Ming interjected, unaware of Yang Hao’s internal dialogue but sensing danger. “There’s some risk involved.”
“None at all!” Heard jumped onto the table, his furry body blocking Empress Ming. “No risk! Hahaha, absolutely none!”
In this room, Heard was the most cunning, while Empress Ming was the only one who cared even slightly for Yang Hao. Seeing Heard’s eagerness, Yang Hao grew suspicious.
“Is the Protoss training difficult?”
“Not at all!” Steve declared passionately. “Leader, after you leave, we’ll carry on your legacy, fighting the Empire to the end. We’ll take care of your parents, your wife, your children…”
“Stop! Stop!” Yang Hao cut him off. “Why does it sound like I’m going to my death?”
“Ah!” Steve let out a dramatic scream, and the others followed suit in perfect unison. “Ah! Ah!”
Yang Hao nearly went deaf from the noise.
“Enough!” Steve clenched his fist, silencing the crowd. “Didn’t I tell you?”
“Tell me what?” A chill ran up Yang Hao’s spine.
“About the suicide mission,” Steve said, still smiling. “Didn’t I mention that the Protoss training is basically a suicide mission?”
Steve also became excited, waving his arms. “Elder Hurd and Situ Hai accomplished an unprecedented feat. Such a victory can only be compared to the victory Yang Hao achieved in destroying the Empire’s massive fleet. Therefore, Yang Hao becoming our leader is the natural choice of the people.”
With Steve’s shout, the surrounding crowd actually burst into applause and cheers, making Yang Hao feel slightly dizzy. After all, Yang Hao was still a young man full of passion and vigor. Seeing people around him constantly praising him, even a clay Buddha would feel proud.
“Let’s not get carried away… Just a few small accomplishments, really. It’s mainly because the Imperial army was too small. If they had ten or eight times more troops, I’d still wipe them out completely. If the Emperor himself had led the charge, I would have captured him already, and we wouldn’t need to hold this meeting here—we’d already be marching on Earth today.”
“Beware of overconfidence turning into disaster,” murmured Hun Yuanzi coldly, watching from the sidelines. “Not a single person here is good news. They’re letting you be the supreme leader for sure because there’s trouble ahead.”
This statement cooled Yang Hao’s rising excitement a bit. “Even if my achievements are great, I don’t necessarily have to be the alliance leader. This position is too important, and my experience is insufficient. I should leave it to someone else.”
Yang Hao pointed his finger toward someone nearby. Strangely enough, no matter who his finger pointed at, that person would casually dodge away, as if Yang Hao were pointing at a plague god. Even more exaggerated was old man Hurd, who was seemingly snoring in his sleep. Yet the moment Yang Hao’s finger pointed his way, the old guy actually fell off his chair with a thump and crawled under the table to continue napping.
It is a glorious and stirring history, one that has inspired countless people to strive for it. When the term “Outer Mongolia Left Spiral Arm” was mentioned, tears welled up in the eyes of the brigade leader, Lei.
Steve also grew excited, waving his arms: “Elder Heard and Situ Hai accomplished an unprecedented feat. Such a victory can only be compared to Yang Hao’s recent triumph in annihilating the empire’s massive fleet. Therefore, it is only natural that Yang Hao becomes our leader.”
As Steve cheered, the surrounding crowd erupted in applause and cheers, making even Yang Hao feel a bit lightheaded. After all, Yang Hao was still a hot-blooded young man. With everyone around him singing his praises, even a clay Buddha would grow proud.
“Easy, easy… Just a small achievement, really. The main reason is that the imperial forces were too few. If they had come with ten or eight times more, I would have wiped them out just the same. If the emperor had personally led the charge, I would have captured him long ago. There’d be no need for us to hold this meeting—we’d be marching on Earth today!”
“Be careful—pride comes before a fall,” Hunyuanzi observed coldly. “None of the people sitting here are good news. Making you the grand leader is bound to bring trouble.”
These words doused Yang Hao’s rising enthusiasm, sobering him up a bit. “But even if my contributions are great, I don’t need to be the alliance’s leader, do I? The position is too important, and I lack the seniority. Let someone else take it.”
Yang Hao pointed around the room, but strangely, no matter whom he pointed at, they would subtly dodge as if avoiding the plague. The most exaggerated was old man Heard, who had been snoring in his sleep. Yet when Yang Hao’s finger landed on him, the old fox suddenly toppled off his chair and crawled under the table to continue his nap.
Finally, Steve stepped forward and grabbed Yang Hao’s ominous finger. “Mr. Yang, if we’re talking about seniority, you’re the most qualified here. Think about it—the alliance has only achieved two major victories. The hero of the Outer Mongolia Left Spiral Arm battle, Situ Hai, betrayed us. Elder Heard is too old. The only one fit to lead us is you, the commander of the recent victory at Saint Bear Star.”
“This… organization.”
“Moreover,” Steve lowered his voice, whispering into Yang Hao’s ear, “being the leader carries no danger at all. Leave the frontline battles to your subordinates. As the leader, you’ll stay safe in a command star far from the battlefield. Plus, you’ll control the wealth of billions—money, women, whatever you want. If you do well, you might even rival the emperor. Who knows? You could become the next emperor yourself. Such a great opportunity…”
“I’ll do it!” Yang Hao declared loudly, afraid someone might change their mind.
“Hey…” Yang Hao had already been swayed. He felt like he had struck gold. Back on Remon Star, he was just the owner of an aphrodisiac shop—comfortable but ordinary. Even as the leader of Saint Bear Star, he had gained nothing—no wealth, no women (only giant female bears). But now, everything was different. With billions across hundreds of star systems under his rule, he could do whatever he wanted. He had already decided: why bother fighting the empire? He’d rather be a local emperor, amassing a harem of beauties and living a life of indulgence.
Of course, Steve and the others had no idea what Yang Hao was scheming. The moment he agreed, the entire conference hall erupted in cheers.
“Wonderful, wonderful!” Steve was so excited he could barely speak, on the verge of tears.
“Finally, someone took the bait…” someone muttered under their breath, clapping while secretly relieved. “Not easy to find a sucker…”
Even Heard, who had been snoring, immediately crawled out from under the table, standing on his chair and grinning slyly at Yang Hao.
Poor Yang Hao had no idea what tragic fate awaited him. He confidently took the leader’s seat vacated by Steve, beaming as he accepted the hollow congratulations from the others.
“Now that we have a leader again, our counterattack against the empire will begin soon,” Steve, the most organized among them, announced. “Under Commander Yang Hao’s leadership, we’ll soon break free from the empire’s oppression.”
Yang Hao wasn’t listening. His gaze had already drifted past the conference room’s walls, into the vast cosmos. The Three Crystal Sea Star System was boundless, like a massive assembly line constantly producing colossal warships. Thousands of these ships floated in orderly formations across thousands of orbital paths. From now on, he would command this fleet. The thought alone made his heart surge with excitement. After all, what man didn’t dream of making a name for himself in battle?
“Before the war with the empire, there’s one small task the leader must complete,” Elder Heard suddenly interjected, silencing the room. Dozens of eyes turned to Yang Hao’s face.
“Go ahead, go ahead,” Yang Hao waved grandly, still lost in his dreams of power.
“Well then, Leader Yang Hao, please set off immediately,” Heard nodded, his fur trembling with suppressed laughter.
“Set off?” Yang Hao was stunned, as if struck by a hammer. “Where? Aren’t I the alliance leader? Don’t I get to stay away from the frontlines?”
Yang Hao looked utterly bewildered, but everyone in the room pretended not to notice. The worst actor but most eager performer was Heard, who turned to Steve in mock surprise. “What? You haven’t told Leader Yang Hao yet?”
“Told me what?” Yang Hao’s heart pounded. He sensed something terrible was coming.
Steve also wore a punchable expression, sighing dramatically. “Ah, I was just about to say it, but Leader Yang Hao agreed too quickly. I didn’t get the chance.”
“Is it too late to hear it now?” Yang Hao asked nervously. What if they said the leader had to castrate himself?
“Not at all! It’s just a small thing,” Steve said mysteriously, exchanging knowing glances with the others. “As I mentioned earlier, the Protoss are on our side. According to our agreement with them, whoever becomes the alliance leader must undergo their special training to gain the power to oppose the empire.”
“That sounds great!” Yang Hao was still clueless, not understanding why they had kept this secret.
“Yes, yes, it’s wonderful!” Heard and the others chimed in.
“Wow, so I’ll receive training from the real Protoss!” Yang Hao’s imagination ran wild, drool nearly dripping from his mouth. “The Protoss are incredibly powerful. Once I learn their skills, I might become as strong as a god!”
“More likely, you’ll become a ghost before you ever become a god,” Hunyuanzi muttered.
“You’re just jealous! Jealous that I’ll become a god before a ghost, and rule over billions!” Yang Hao was too high on his own success to listen to sarcasm.
“I just don’t get it. If being the alliance leader is so great—no fighting, billions at your command, Protoss training—why didn’t anyone else want it?” Hunyuanzi hit the nail on the head. “Normally, people would fight tooth and nail for this. How did it fall into your lap, you little pervert?”
“This…”
“It’s not because you’re handsome,” Empress Ming, unaware of Yang Hao’s internal dialogue with Hunyuanzi, cautioned worriedly. “There are risks involved.”
“None at all!” Heard jumped onto the table, his furry body blocking Empress Ming. “No risks, hahaha, absolutely none!”
Among everyone in the room, Heard was the most cunning, while Empress Ming was the only one who cared even slightly for Yang Hao. Seeing Heard’s frantic expression, Yang Hao grew suspicious.
“Is the Protoss training difficult?”
“Not at all! Not in the slightest!” Steve declared passionately. “Leader, after you leave, we’ll carry on your legacy, fighting the empire to the end. We’ll take care of your parents, your wife, your children…”
“STOP! STOP!” Yang Hao cut him off. “Why does it sound like I’m going to my death?”
“Ah!” Steve let out a dramatic scream, and the others followed suit in perfect unison. “Ah! Ah!”
Yang Hao nearly went deaf from the noise.
“Enough!” Steve clenched his fist, silencing the crowd. “Didn’t I tell you?”
“Tell me what?” A chill ran up Yang Hao’s spine.
“About the suicide mission,” Steve said, still grinning. “Didn’t I tell you that the so-called Protoss training is a suicide mission?”
“This… organization.”
“Besides,” Steve whispered into Yang Hao’s ear, “there’s absolutely no danger in being this leader. All the frontline fighting can be left to your subordinates while you stay safely in the command center far away from the battlefield. Plus, you’ll have the wealth of hundreds of billions of people under your control. You’ll have money, women, and everything else you could want. If you do well, you can even rival the Emperor of the Empire. This is such a great opportunity…”
“I’m in!” Yang Hao decided immediately, afraid that someone might change their mind, and he loudly announced it.
“Hey… Hao had already been convinced. Yang Hao now felt like he had struck gold. Back on Rayman Star, he was merely the owner of a small pharmacy—sure, he had no worries about food and drink, but his life was still ordinary. When he arrived at Saint Bear Star, even though he became a great leader, the planet had neither wealth nor women—just big she-bears. Yang Hao had gained nothing. But now, everything was completely different. Hundreds of star systems, with hundreds of billions of people, were all under his command. He could do whatever he wanted. Yang Hao had already made up his mind—he wouldn’t bother opposing the Empire anymore. Being a local tyrant would be quite nice. He could gather hundreds of beautiful women into a harem and live a life of luxury every day.
Of course, Steve and the others had no idea what Yang Hao was scheming. As soon as they heard Yang Hao agree, everyone in the meeting hall stood up.
“Wonderful, wonderful,” Steve was so excited he could barely speak coherently, almost shedding tears of joy.
“Finally, someone is willing to take the job…” murmured someone else while clapping and secretly feeling relieved. “It’s not easy. Hard to find such a big sucker…”
Even the snoring Hurd immediately crawled out from under the table and stood on a chair, grinning slyly at Yang Hao.
Poor Yang Hao had no idea how tragic his fate would be. Without hesitation, he took the leadership seat vacated by Steve, smiling broadly while receiving the insincere congratulations from others.
“Now that we have a leader again, our counterattack against the Empire will soon begin,” Steve, undoubtedly the best organizer among them, stood up to speak again. “Under the leadership of our great leader Yang Hao, it won’t be long before we break free from the Empire’s oppression.”
Yang Hao wasn’t even listening to what Steve was saying. His gaze had already gone beyond the conference room’s glass wall, out into the vast universe. The Sanjinghai star system was truly boundless, like a massive assembly machine constantly producing giant warships.
The warships were lined up neatly, floating on thousands of orbital tracks around the star system. From now on, he would command tens of thousands of these massive ships, his heart surging with excitement that he couldn’t suppress. After all, what man doesn’t dream of making a name for himself on the battlefield?
“There is still a small matter that needs to be handled by the leader before we launch our full-scale war against the Empire,” Elder Hurd suddenly reminded everyone, causing instant silence in the room. Dozens of eyes focused on Yang Hao, who had just assumed the leadership role.
“Sure, sure,” Yang Hao waved his hand confidently, still immersed in his dream of power.
“Oh, in that case, please set off immediately, Leader Yang Hao,” Elder Hurd nodded, his fur practically quivering with laughter.
“Set off?” Yang Hao was stunned, as if someone had just struck him with a hammer. “Where? I thought I was the alliance leader. I wasn’t supposed to go to the frontlines!”
Yang Hao’s expression was naturally full of innocence, but everyone in the room was pretending to be clueless while secretly knowing exactly what was going on. Among them, the worst actor but most enthusiastic performer was still old Hurd, the bear. He turned to Steve in mock surprise and asked, “What? Didn’t you tell Leader Yang Hao yet?”
“Tell me what?” Yang Hao’s heart was already sinking, sensing something serious was about to happen.
Steve wore an expression that made Yang Hao want to punch him. He sighed dramatically. “Oh, I was about to say, but Leader Yang Hao agreed too quickly. I hadn’t even had a chance to speak yet.”
“Is it too late to say it now?” Yang Hao asked nervously. What if these guys were about to say something like “the leader must castrate himself” to officially assume the position?
“Not at all. It’s just a small matter,” Steve said mysteriously, nodding to everyone around him. Clearly, everyone in the room already knew what was coming. “As I mentioned earlier, the gods are on our side. So according to our agreement with the gods, whoever becomes the leader of the resistance alliance must undergo special training from the gods, thereby gaining the power to rival the Empire.”
“That sounds good,” Yang Hao mumbled, confused as to why they had kept this a secret.
“Exactly, exactly. It’s a good thing,” Hurd and the others chimed in enthusiastically.
“Wow, so I’m really going to receive training from the gods themselves?” Yang Hao started daydreaming, almost drooling. “The gods are so powerful. Once I learn their techniques, maybe I can become as mighty as a god myself!”
“Just be careful you don’t become a ghost before you become a god,” Hun Yuanzi muttered coldly.
“You’re just jealous because you can’t be a god first and then a leader of hundreds of billions,” Yang Hao, now riding high on his good fortune, had no patience for such sarcasm.
“I just don’t understand,” Hun Yuanzi hit the nail on the head. “If being the leader of the resistance alliance is so great—no need to fight, hundreds of billions of people to serve you, and even divine training—why doesn’t anyone else want the position? Normally, everyone should be fighting tooth and nail for it. How did it end up with you, you little pervert?”
“Well…”
“It’s not because you’re handsome,” Ming Huanghou, though unaware of Yang Hao’s conversation with Hun Yuanzi, still reminded him with some concern. “This matter carries some risk.”
“There’s no risk!” Hurd jumped onto the table, using his furry body to block Ming Huanghou’s view. “None at all! Hahaha, absolutely no risk!”
Among everyone in the meeting hall, old Hurd the bear was the most cunning and devious, and perhaps only Ming Huanghou still cared a little for Yang Hao’s well-being. Looking at Hurd’s eager expression, Yang Hao’s mind was filled with doubts.
“Is participating in the gods’ training really that difficult?”
“Not at all,” Steve declared passionately. “Leader, after you leave, we will carry on your legacy and lead the resistance alliance in our fight against the Empire. We will take care of your parents, your wife will be taken care of, and your son will be raised by us…”
“Stop! Stop! Taking care of someone else’s wife? How is going for training like going to your death?”
“Ahhh!” Steve let out an earth-shattering scream, and the people around him, well-trained, screamed in unison. “Ahh! Ahh!”
Yang Hao almost got his ears blown off by the noise.
“Silence!” Steve clenched his fist, and the crowd obediently fell silent, leaving only him to speak. “Didn’t I tell you?”
“Tell me what?” A chill ran up Yang Hao’s spine.
“About the suicide mission,” Steve actually had the nerve to smile. “Didn’t I tell you that this divine training is actually a suicide mission?”
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