Star Iron, after using the mod to make the Big Black Tower dark, the game became real

They witnessed firsthand how every interstellar law harmed them, robbed them of their benefits, and even destroyed them.

How can a company that has already broken the law stop breaking the law and restore its diplomatic influence to normal?

simple.

They need to make a declaration to the entire civilization.

Interstellar Peace Corporation has no connection whatsoever with "Amber King".

They will help the Empire fight against the Amber King.

In this way, the previous proposal will become invalid, because the company is no longer breaking the law and will not follow the wishes of the Guardian Star God to allow the war to continue to expand.

But can they do it?

Can't do it.

This is unconditional surrender.

Their credit system was built on the foundation of the Guardian Star God; admitting to betraying the Amber King was tantamount to declaring the company's dissolution.

The company has been breaking the law and is unable to avoid the consequences of its illegal activities; this is what pain is.

Any civilization would be disgusted if it saw someone who, despite being a member of the community, broke the law and acted disrespectfully towards other members.

How can they stand with the company against the empire?

If the company is unwilling to play political games and arrogantly withdraws from the Star Community, that would be even more difficult...

The members of the community have vested interests.

A company? What's that? I've never heard of it.

Jiang Wei couldn't help but laugh as he thought about the predicament the company would face.

A violet, shaped like a strawberry cupcake, converses with a robin.

It appears that a bill is being drafted to provide legal protection for civilizations affected by war.

"What else do we talk about?"

Jiang Wei reached out and hugged Feng Jin, then looked at the robin.

"Business."

The robin's purpose is exceptionally clear.

"The civilizations in the universe know that I am an envoy of 'survival,' and I must do what I'm supposed to do and not tarnish the Empire's reputation."

Jiang Wei remembered something.

"I've heard there are many new surviving forces recently?"

"Yes, the unsinkable giant ship civilization that used to protect and destroy the dual destinies has become a savior ark. I met them recently, and I always see their names in their charitable work."

A savior ark?

After the concept of destiny is born, if civilizations in the universe accept the philosophy of destiny, they will spontaneously form forces.

This is quite normal, but hearing the illustrious name of the Ark of Salvation, Jiang Wei felt strange.

What have they been doing lately?

"Charity, aiding civilizations ravaged by war, and limiting the scale of war..."

"It sounds like all of these are proposals I put forward?"

"Correct."

The robin spread its hands, its little face displaying an adorable, helpless expression.

“I am the 'Existence' Envoy, the only one currently in power. I stand beside you. The forces of Existence recognize the Empire as a force that follows the Star God of Existence.”

"It's like the relationship between the Immortal Ship and the Emperor's Bow and Fate, or the relationship between the Flowing Light Memory Court and the Star God of Memory."

Hanabi hopped over lightly and asked in a sly tone.

"Did you forget to mention the 'tavern'?"

"You guys aren't very popular."

The Masked Fools have a low reputation in the StarCraft world; they leave a bad impression for their amusement.

Of course, it's not a terrible impression; otherwise, he would have become an interstellar fugitive long ago.

There's a saying that goes like this.

"If something has already happened, 'mystery' will conceal the cause of the event, 'pleasure' will distort the motives of the event, and 'the end' is the result."

Pleasure is a troublemaker, a disruptor.

They stirred up the clear pool water to make it murky, causing people to forget their original motives and become actors in a drama.

"Fireworks is so envious of 'Existence''s popularity; most forces in the universe like you guys~"

"On the contrary, we are 'enjoying' it all... sigh... we're like rats in the street. Our underlying philosophies of fate are so similar, why is it like this? Are we unkind? Haven't we saved civilization?"

He watched as Hanabi feigned a melancholy expression.

Jiang Wei did not see the shadow of the Star God of Joy.

It can't be found in the star chart either.

He's gone; looks like he's having a great time somewhere else.

He considered one possibility: the company was probably planning to self-destruct.

No rush, let's spend some time with the girls at home first.

"Feng Jin...how about this..."

He leaned close to Feng Jin's earlobe and whispered.

"Huh? But the fireworks are still going on..."

"We did it secretly."

Feng Jin shuddered when she felt Jiang Wei put his hand inside her skirt.

……

The Interstellar Peace Corporation is in complete chaos.

The devaluation of credit points and the Immortal Boat Alliance's abrupt severance of ties were, at most, just a minor setback for them.

But the Empire's proposed "revise of the contract labor terminology" is truly insidious, making people feel nauseous in every sense of the word!

After the term "contract laborer" was revised, the company's employees reluctantly accepted their new status in the interstellar landscape.

"Indentured Slave"

It's quite an interesting name, just as ingenious as the Energy Coin.

Contracts, slavery—simple and easy to understand.

Most of the company's employees signed unequal contracts.

For their own freedom.

In order to prevent their civilization from going bankrupt.

Or perhaps they were forced into a deep bond by the company's conspiracies and schemes, leaving them no choice but to work for the company.

They solidified their contractual relationship.

Previously, they could be euphemistically called contract employees.

That won't work now; they've been renamed slaves.

Open any civilization's think tank and you'll see changes to the entry for "Interstellar Peace Corporation".

The section that was originally for "employees" has been changed to "indentured slaves." Clicking the hyperlink will take you to the entry on slavery.

Interstellar Peace Corporation, an advanced slave-owning civilization.

Sand Gold no longer needs to care about his status as a slave.

We are all slaves, so no one should look down on anyone.

"It's over."

Topa was on the verge of tears.

She never imagined that the empire would stab the company in the back in such a treacherous way.

Sand Gold smiled silently.

It turns out that people can actually laugh when they're in a really awkward situation.

"Several business partners have just blocked me, and projects that were agreed upon have fallen through."

"The reason is... because I am a slave. A civilized ruler cannot get too close to a slave, as it would cause negative public opinion."

The outside world must be laughing their heads off right now.

Interstellar Peace Corporation?

Interstellar Slave Corporation!

Do you understand the true value of a system where everyone is a contract slave?

Credits are depreciating even faster, with a new low every day, plummeting into an indescribable abyss.

"How is the market development department's operation going?"

Placer Curious.

Despite his extremely poor reputation, public opinion has had the least impact on Oswaldo. Can he gain an advantage despite such a significant disadvantage?

……

The answer is, no.

"I apologize, my contract slaves, but we at 'Salvation Ark' are dedicated to protecting the free will of all life."

“We received a plea for help from the local rulers to unite with other civilizations to stop you from violently interfering in the politics of other countries.”

The surviving forces have taken center stage in the interstellar arena.

They are not part of the empire, but rather a spontaneously formed force that unites to fight against the company's tyranny.

Oswaldo was furious.

"What does this have to do with you? The company has signed a treaty with the local civilization, and they owe us a lot of credits, so they have to serve the company. Besides, we haven't interfered in their internal affairs. Our actions are... protection!"

"Everyone knows how fast credits depreciate, making it an unsafe currency. The local government has decided to exchange them for a more reasonable and stable energy coin."

After speaking, the executor of the Ark of Salvation became solemn.

"Furthermore... this civilization does owe money, but with the devaluation of credits, they experienced an internal economic crisis, losing an astronomical amount. Credits are managed by the company, so it's reasonable to attribute this loss to you, right?"

One of the company employees was stunned.

"what?"

How can the company be blamed for this?

"It's clearly the Empire's malicious manipulation of public opinion that caused credit points to lose people's trust and thus depreciate. Credit points are inherently a very stable economic system!"

"Shut up."

The executor frowned.

“I am fighting for the freedom and rights of the oppressed. You are clearly a slave to your contract, yet you stand on the opposite side of us and serve the company that oppresses you. How pathetic.”

The chaos gradually escalated into an argument.

Oswaldo looked at the mess.

He took a closer look at this so-called surviving force and was completely stunned.

There are at least a hundred people from various civilizations mixed in here.

Although the fleet's overall strength was relatively weak, the company's use of violence was tantamount to declaring war on hundreds of civilizations.

This kind of foolish behavior should never be done.

This will ignite a massive conflict.