I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 437 One side rises, four sides respond

"What?! The Free Zone has started a rebellion?!"

At the Antarctic base, Yuan Lang sprang up from his seat, his eyes wide with surprise.

What's going on?
As for Lu Shimeng, her strength has been greatly reduced since the incident involving the traitor Ishii, and she has been in a state of dormancy.

Why did she suddenly attack like that? And why didn't she notify the other Guixu Army members?
The situation in the Free Zone was chaotic, and news was coming in very slowly.

While Yuan Lang convened an emergency meeting, he awaited new information.

"Report! A giant starship is hovering over the capital. We received information from Salas that this new ship is a Fang-class assault ship from the Orc Empire."

The meeting room was packed, and real-time information was being sent to everyone's tablets.

"The Fang-class assault ship is the main boarding ship of the Orc Empire, and the captain who came to Blue Star this time is Kru Fury."

"The ruling class of the Orc Empire is divided into the Blood Emperor, the War Council, and the Clan Chiefs. The War Council consists of 12 of the most powerful warlords, and they are re-ranked through gladiatorial combat every Orc Empire year. The Clan Chiefs rule their respective planets and fleets and pay tribute to the central government with spoils of war every year."

"Kru Fury comes from the Iron Beasts, and their chieftain is a member of the War Council. Salas said that judging from the name Kru Fury, he should be one of the chieftain's direct relatives."

The meeting moderator quickly introduced various information and analyses.

"The reason why Chief Lu made the decision to revolt on short notice was because the Orc Empire was carrying out mass killings in the Free Zone and Breeding Zone."

“Apart from our Antarctic base, as time goes by, the emerging humans of the Blue Planet have begun to exhibit characteristics of colony natives, namely, an identity crisis, a break in cultural inheritance, and a tendency towards weakness and compromise in thought.”

"Chief Lu must have considered all aspects before making this decision."

After saying this, Yuan Lang took over the leadership of the meeting.

"Today our meeting has only one topic: To keep up or not? If we do keep up, how do we do it?"

Yuan Lang's gaze swept over everyone, and he said without any emotion, "Compared from all angles, this uprising will be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Although our water-controlling inheritors can fight orc soldiers one-on-one and have strong attack power, their endurance is weak, and they are outnumbered. Once non-carbon-based organisms join the war, the water-controlling inheritors' advantage will no longer exist."

Yuan Lang gave everyone half an hour to think things through carefully.

A murmur of discussion filled the conference room.

Professor Liu and Lao Chen were the ones who were asked the most questions.

"How is Principal Lin? With life support available, can she go in there alone?"

Professor Liu nodded: "It's already built there, and with the peas protecting it, Lin Xiaohe's safety is somewhat guaranteed."

"Professor Chen, is there still only one successful case in the Hetu Luoshu Project?"

Old Chen: "That's right, only Qiu Xiaomei succeeded."

"Besides the spicy crayfish, is there any progress?"

Old Chen glanced at Yuan Lang, who nodded slightly to him.

The current situation is like throwing a torch into a gasoline tank; it's about to explode.

There's no need to keep this information secret anymore.

Old Chen shared Qiu Xiaomei's meditation records with everyone: "She entered a state twice. The first time, she saw spicy crayfish and a chef; the second time, she saw a planet called Kyushu. She is currently attempting a third entry. At present, her brain frequency has reached 42 Hz, and she is very likely to break through again. Therefore, she was not allowed to participate in this meeting."

Half an hour passed.

Yuan Lang stood up, and the conference room fell silent as everyone looked at him.

"Voting begins. Will you participate in this uprising?"

On the large screen in the conference room, the red bars representing agreement shot up like rockets. All 1206 attendees voted in favor.

Yuan Lang was not surprised and began to issue orders one by one.

"Of the 68 water control inheritors, 8 will remain at the base awaiting further instructions, while the other 60 will immediately head to the Free Zone to assist Lu Shimeng!"

"Professor Liu and Professor Chen, you are responsible for organizing the researchers to take cover."

……

In the Antarctic Circle, Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush would not interfere with the minor personnel movements of the Guixu Army.

But a large-scale troop movement like this is definitely not feasible.

In the noisy conference room, the temperature suddenly dropped, and a layer of white frost appeared on the steel walls.

Wisps of white mist drifted into the conference room through the gaps in the windows, doors, and vents.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the mist reformed into an ice sword.

The appearance of Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush was like a bucket of ice water being poured over everyone's heads, leaving them completely chilled.

"The Antarctic Circle is our defense zone, and you're not behaving properly."

Yuan Lang stepped forward, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "A single spark can start a prairie fire. Our comrades have lit the first fire in the Free Zone, and we have decided to let this fire burn throughout the entire Blue Star."

Ma Liang, the master painter, remained unmoved: "I have seen many low-level civilizations. Some worship the Star Alliance as gods, while others, like you, choose to rebel. Facts have proven that in the face of absolute power, such resistance is meaningless."

Ma Liang, the magic paintbrush, used an analogy: "It's like you humans wanting to study the structure of an anthill, so you pour cement into it through the entrance. In this process, would you care about the mandibles of the soldier ants?"

The Tai'a sword exuded a chilling aura. Ma Liang, with his magic brush, spoke of the primitive civilizations destroyed by the Star Alliance as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

If it weren't for Lin Xiaohe and Qiu Xiaomei on Earth, Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush would never have said a word to the humans of Earth.

Yuan Lang paused for a moment before speaking, "In the Civilization Trial Grounds, the Ancestral Dragon was summoned by us. Why is it that only we can succeed, while other people on Blue Star cannot? Because we possess the blood and heart of the Eastern Kingdom."

"Given the way 11839 operates, within a century, once we old folks have passed away, who will still have the heart for the Eastern Kingdom? Who will still be able to summon the Ancestral Dragon?"

The Tai'a sword trembled slightly, but the movement was so small that Yuan Lang would probably not have noticed it if he hadn't been watching it intently.

Clearly, those words had touched a nerve with Ma Liang, the master painter.

Countless burning gazes fell upon the Tai'a sword. Would Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, condone their actions?

……

Meanwhile, on the Orc Empire's Wolf Fang-class assault ship, Kru was furious upon seeing the scene in Free Zone C.

"Kill her! Kill her! No one can defy the majesty of the Empire!"

Luna and Alian huddled in a corner, minimizing their presence.

Ah Lian secretly glanced at the screen out of the corner of her eye.

Mama Lu has started a rebellion! Mama Lu is amazing.

Even powerful orc soldiers were like water balloons in her presence, easily manipulated at will.

Is this the true strength of the inheritors?!
Ah Lian's eyes were filled with starlight, a testament to her unwavering faith as she dispelled confusion and gloom and found her way to the path of faith!

Kru, feeling the scorching gaze, turned his head sharply, his vertical pupils fixed on Alian, his eyes cold and seemingly churning with a violent tsunami.