The Seventh Base

The Prometheus Family harbored grand ambitions, already unsatisfied with the Federation.

Thus, they had previously established secret contacts.

"Mr. Wayne, this is the patriarch of the Prometheus Family from Chuanxing City, my previous business partner who has long wished to visit you," President Conrad said as he addressed the alien beside him.

"Gene company?" Wayne asked. He had heard of the Prometheus Family who had been covertly learning alien genetic technology, yet their understanding was immature, failing to grasp the essence. Taking advantage of information discrepancies, they had turned their gene evolution operations into a monster group. Nevertheless, they continued to learn new techniques and now had also introduced some high-quality Genetic Evolution Liquid.

"Yes, Mr. Wayne," the patriarch of the Prometheus Family said with a smile, nodding courteously.

"Perhaps there will be an opportunity for us to collaborate in the future," Wayne said.

"It would be my honor," replied the patriarch of the Prometheus Family.

Besides the Prometheus Family, practically all the other top private powers from Chuanxing City were present, looking to get acquainted.

The energy giant, the Li Family, had also arrived.

Previously, they were quite close to the Liu Family.

But now, with the downfall of the founder families of the Federation, the era had completely changed.

Without adapting to the times, they would all become history.

Within the Federation, they were all considered titans, but in the face of interplanetary wars, even titans struggled to survive in the cracks.

They needed to align themselves with the new helmsman.

Besides that, they were also ready to evacuate at any moment.

Just as the Old Dean Nanming had once told Xu Mo, these top financial tycoon forces prioritized their interests. Many of their family members had even gone to develop on alien planets and lacked a strong sense of belonging to Byron Star. They extracted value from the Federation's people daily and would run faster than anyone at the first sign of trouble.

The celebrated alien race individuals were extremely arrogant. In reality, they looked down on the people of Byron Star, much like the Lancelot Star People did, especially the current bunch who fawned over them, betraying their own planet. Internally, they regarded them with disdain.

However, since the other party was willing to play the dog, they had no qualms about it.

"Mr. Prometheus, Stark Group has disobeyed the Federation Government's orders. Going forward, we might need to trouble the people from the Prometheus Group," Conrad spoke to the patriarch of the Prometheus Family.

"Stark Group's military disobedience during wartime constitutes an act of betrayal. They should be punished. It is our honor to be of service to the President's Mansion," the patriarch of the Prometheus Family said respectfully, his tone sincere as though from the heart.

"And you all?" Conrad looked at the others.

One by one, they expressed their willingness to support the President's Mansion and serve its cause.

They were all highly sensitive individuals, aware of the current times. If they did not take action now to demonstrate their stance, they risked being purged.

"Well, then I'll leave it in your capable hands, gentlemen," Conrad said with a smile.

Everyone else also nodded with smiles, knowing that the Federation Government was about to enter a special era.

At that moment, several aliens beside them began receiving messages, and they frowned.

Conrad's communicator was also vibrating.

He answered it, and immediately his expression turned grim.

The CEO of Stark Group had officially announced to the public that he personally supported the Divine Sword Bureau, accusing President Conrad of treason and of plotting to let countless Federation Soldiers and civilians die in war. They would not only deny the President's Mansion legitimacy but also believed that the current President's Mansion was a sham government, criminals of the Federation.

Furthermore, the Stark Group was disbanded, and he personally would stop at nothing to destroy the war criminals led by the President's Mansion.

After releasing the statement, the remaining armed forces of Stark proceeded to forcefully purge the surveillance and encircling armed forces. Everyone was found, including members of the alien races.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Suddenly, the President's Mansion shook violently. Conrad's face changed drastically as he bellowed, "What's going on?"

The piercing alarm blared. Someone ran over and said, "The President's Mansion is under attack. Stark Group has activated all long-range attack missiles for bombardment. The defense system of the President's Mansion has been activated. Additionally... all the major embassies have also been bombed."

"The arrangement against Stark Group's armed forces was already completed. Why are we still being bombed? What are you even good for?" Conrad roared furiously.

Stark Group had made the first move before they did. He had planned to use the various private armed forces to clash with Stark Group first.

The man bowed his head, trembling, and said, "Mr. President, Stark Group's... firepower is too fierce."

Stark Group had always been dedicated to researching military technology equipment. They knew the President's Mansion wouldn't let them go. They had already announced their dissolution and were prepared to go all out—activating all long-range attack equipment and ready to bombard everything in one fell swoop.

The aliens walked outside, each with a somber expression, clearly having received the news that their residences had all been bombed by Stark Group.

The President's Mansion continued to endure the bombardment.

At this time, Stark Group, while providing fire cover, had several large flying devices breaking through the sky at high speed. These were stealth flying devices developed by Stark Group, capable of evading signal detection, and they were also escorted by stealth fighters.

Meanwhile, a warship was heading in the opposite direction, flanked by numerous mechas and fighters.

The two groups were moving in opposite directions. The former was an evacuating force; after Stark Group's dissolution, the vast majority of employees would be disbursed. They were just workers of Stark Group, and the Federation Government wouldn't do anything to them—it wouldn't make sense.

Moreover, a group of core members were willing to evacuate with them.

As for that warship, it was headed towards the Divine Sword Bureau.

All these belongings were all that Stark Group had left, putting everything on the line, as it was a matter of life and death.

Some Federation fighters came to support this side. The warship launched a powerful attack, instantly covering the entire area ahead with countless bursts of energy lightning. The fighters exploded and crashed at the same time.

In the warship's command center, Stark father and son were present.

"Dad, this fusion weapon is really powerful. Have we completely developed it now?" Stark Hao asked, "Doesn't that mean we can dominate all around?"

"It's still experimental!" Old Stark said.

"???" Stark Hao looked at his father and asked, "Experimental? What problems might occur if something goes wrong?"

At that moment, an alien fighter flew towards them, and the warship once again fired into the sky.

"Boom..." A terrifying energy storm exploded in the sky. The warship suddenly shook, followed by the sound of beeping alarms, and a mechanical voice warning of an attack.

Stark Hao swayed, barely keeping his balance, almost falling to the ground. After the warship stabilized, he supported his father, only to hear Old Stark wipe away sweat and say, "Experimental means... energy explosion control is unstable; you never know if it's going to hit the enemy or us!"

"..." Stark Hao looked at his father and said, "Dad, are you trying to trap your own son?"

"Trap you?" Stark's father looked at him with disdain and said, "If it weren't for your connection with Xu Mo, he wouldn't have sent superpower weapons to Stark Group for research. Without the superpower weapons, Stark Group wouldn't have had to dissolve and face this life or death situation. Do you know how much Stark Group was worth? It's all gone..."

He was heartbroken.

"Dad, that's not what you said at the beginning." Stark Hao was shocked as he stared at his father, "Xu Mo was your good brother, a real brother!"

"That was then," Old Stark said.

"So, should we go kidnap Xu Mo now and hand the research over to the President's Mansion?" Stark Hao suggested.

"Get lost... How would that get my money back." Old Stark said, "Now, we can only follow this dark path to the end. Develop the superpower weapons and sell them to the Star System Alliance in the future. I want to make a comeback!"