Ultraman: Invincible from Saving Tiga.

Chapter 551 Sylvie: You still say you're a good person?
Half an hour later.

In the largest central hall of Caesar Star, Lin Yu sat on the golden throne with a look of utter despair, draped in that dazzling yellow robe.

Below, the leaders of both fleets, along with the leaders of their respective planets, knelt respectfully on the ground, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

Lin Yu couldn't help but mentally complain as he listened to those cheesy compliments.

You said I'm just a perfectly normal native of Earth, though there's nothing wrong with me.

But being the Great Emperor of the Galaxy and the Universe would give me even more freedom and possibilities!

He glanced at the submissive planetary overlords below, then at Sylvie beside the throne, who looked on with a sense of pride.

This feeling... isn't bad?
"cough."

"Sylvie, you handle the rest." Lin Yu waved his hand, dumping the mess on his scientist.

Just kidding, he's never even been a neighborhood committee director, how would he know anything about interstellar politics?

"Huh?" Sylvie was stunned.

She looked at Lin Yu blankly, "Your Majesty, I'm just a scientist."

"Besides, Master... I don't understand either." She shrugged.

"My knowledge base consists only of weapons manufacturing, materials science, dimensional physics... and how to eliminate the enemy most efficiently."

Lin Yu was also taken aback.

Lin Yu: "..."

Sylvie: "..."

The two stared at each other, an awkward atmosphere filling the air.

Oh no, it seems neither of us knows how to manage an empire!

With our makeshift team, one a hands-off manager and the other a tech geek, who's going to take charge?

"So, who was in charge of all these messy things in the old Belial Empire?" Lin Yu asked.

Sylvie thought for a moment and replied, "Beria has two top officers. One is the Dark Strategist, Dark Gona, who is in charge of domestic and foreign affairs, as well as conspiracies and intrigues. The other is the Iron General, Aianron, who is in charge of commanding the entire army and carrying out orders of destruction."

[Beria's Legion Group Photo]

[Left: Aianlong; Second from the left: Dark Gona]

Lin Yu slapped his forehead.

Oh, I remembered it.

Dark Gona, that guy who looks like obsidian, seems to have been blown up by Xiao Zhi in his Janbert a long time ago.

As for Ai Anlong, he's probably long gone by now.

This is trouble.

There's no one who can fight, so we can't do everything ourselves, can we?

Sylvie is a master of scientific research, but asking her to handle these cutthroat political affairs would probably be more difficult than asking her to build a Skybreaker by hand.

We need to find a professional.

A talented individual who is capable, loyal enough, and perfectly suited to the style of his "evil empire"...

Lin Yu rubbed his temples and began searching his mind for people he knew who had this kind of talent.

Soon, an image of an elegant alien with a gentlemanly smile that always seemed to say "everything is under control" appeared in his mind.

Mephilas.

As the saying goes, every mature emperor must have a Mefilas alien under his command.

This cunning, shrewd, and exceptionally intelligent gentleman alien, skilled in intrigue and scheming, is practically the perfect candidate for the Imperial Chancellor.

in other words……

It seems that everyone who had the loyalty of the Mefilas aliens eventually became an emperor.

Lin Yu's lips twitched.

Was my becoming emperor predetermined all along?

"Alright, I know who to contact." Lin Yu stood up from the throne and said to Sylvie, "I'll leave this to you for now. Keep them calm, and I'll go find someone to come over."

Without waiting for Sylvie's reaction, he activated his spacetime power.

A spatial rift unfolded before him, emitting a deep, eerie light, connecting directly to another universe.

Lin Yu transmitted his thoughts across endless time and space to the past.

……

O-50 universe, the lair of a cosmic gang that has just been "executed with justice".

The gentlemanly alien, Mefilas, was meticulously counting the spoils of war he had just captured in a small notebook.

"Three thousand boxes of energy blocks, five hundred tons of rare metals, interstellar slaves... all of them will be repatriated."

While recording, the Mefilas alien directed his followers, members of the Tiga Salvation Light Cult, to carry out the transport.

Suddenly, he stopped moving, abruptly raised his head, and looked into the void.

A familiar, supreme thought crossed the barriers of the universe and descended into his mind.

The ever-present gentlemanly smile of the Mefilas alien instantly transformed into one of fervent devotion and respect.

He put down his notebook, straightened his appearance, and bowed deeply to the empty universe.

"That sir... is calling me?"

The next second, a spatial rift silently tore open in front of the throne.

A graceful figure slowly walked out from there.

They are the aliens of Mefilas.

He placed his hand on his chest, bowed, and performed an impeccable gentlemanly salute to Lin Yu on the throne.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Sylvie stood aside, looking at the suddenly appearing alien. Her expression changed from confusion to shock, and finally to the look of someone looking at a fraudster.

She abruptly turned to look at Lin Yu, her deep blue eyes filled with disbelief.

"Master, this person is a Mefilas alien, that infamous gentleman devil! Schemer! Intelligent criminal!"

"You still say you're a good person?"

Sylvie felt her worldview being shattered. "You even have guys like this as your subordinates?"

It's one thing to be deceived by bad people, but you claim to be a good person who wants to fight for universal peace, and yet you deceived me too?
Lin Yu's face twitched.

He looked at Sylvie, who had a face full of accusation as if she had been deceived by a scumbag, and then at Mefilas, who had a face full of pride. He felt like he had a splitting headache.

"Well, professional matters should be left to professionals."

Lin Yu stepped down from the throne, ripped off the cumbersome yellow robe, and tossed it aside.

He walked up to Mefilas, pointed to the planetary leaders below who were still shouting "Long live the king!", and then pointed to Sylvie next to him.

"She, Sylvie, is my chief scientist, in charge of technology."

"They, two recently surrendered planetary civilizations, are responsible for providing resources."

"From now on, you will be in charge of managing all of this."

Lin Yu succinctly transferred a portion of the highest management authority to Mefilas through the main control system of Caesar Star.

"I need a stable rear base; the rest is up to you."

After saying that, Lin Yu clapped his hands, looking as relaxed as a hands-off manager, and turned to leave.

As the Mefilas alien felt the immense newfound authority in his mind, and the control over this planetary fortress, his ever-present gentlemanly smile froze.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of fervent realization welled up in his mind.

So that’s it!
That great one has long since established such a vast dark empire in this universe!

This terrifying fortress, comparable to a planet, and this endless mechanical army—all of this is the true foundation of that great man!
No wonder, no wonder you are worthy of our utmost devotion!

(End of this chapter)