Starting from the Planetary Governor

Chapter 1382: Chapter 786: I Don’t Want to Be the Sun Lord

“…What was the final result?”

“What else could it be? It’s a meeting without a conclusion, really boring.”

“Not boring? If it truly passed, you’d be the first to meet your end.”

“To see such a grand fireworks before my end, I’d willingly accept my fate.”

Galaraldo was clearly joking as well.

He never truly believed things would reach that point.

After the meeting with Qi Bodu and a group of high-ranking Empire officials, he found a chance to have a remote conversation with Gu Hang.

In the past, their conversations were quite secretive. They had to find a safe, eavesdrop-free communication channel and still be somewhat cautious when speaking, fearing someone might be listening, fearing the communication might be tapped.

Now, they were increasingly carefree about these concerns.

They were emboldened, partly due to Gu Hang’s growing Spiritual Power, making their communications increasingly secure.

Then, Galaraldo eagerly shared the subsequent events with Gu Hang.

Especially mimicking Yerol’s speech.

That guy, till the end, loyally served as Qi Bodu’s prime minister’s mouthpiece, performing an act of angrily slamming a fist on the table, shouting, “What the prime minister wants is a solution, not a suicide plan!”

“It amused me to death, the whole conference room fell silent.”

“If the Empire dumps its last resources into your Alliance, the hungry wolves from other corners of the Galaxy will instantly pounce.”

“Debt bonds for war, really? When they ’defeat’ the Alliance—if they can actually defeat it—they’ll come back to find a Beastman Empire spanning across some Cosmos Domain quietly established, or rebellions popping up everywhere, or the Insect Swarm devouring an entire Cosmos Domain… and the treasury filled with worthless bonds, who will buy them?”

Luo Fei, after the meeting, sincerely lamented to me, saying the Empire is like a coachman holding onto a rotten reins, and the draft horse pulling the cart has long been fed into a master-consuming beast by the Alliance. Now, whether to whip or let go, the outcome is the carriage ends in ruin.”

“That’s so hilarious.”

Gu Hang, quite intrigued, asked, “So what did Qi Bodu say at the end?”

“Oh, he said, when another new Sun Lord emerges above you, you’ll regret this day.”

“It’s so funny, isn’t it? Everyone’s walked through that era. Without Suo He Kaim, where would I be today?”

“By the way, are you going to become the Sun Lord in the future?”

Faced with this question, Gu Hang chuckled and said, “I never thought about it, I’ve always wanted to peacefully manage my small patch of land, engage in business and development; it’s always others seeking trouble with me, I can’t help it.”

“Small patch of land… you really have the nerve to say that.” Galaraldo quipped, quickly pulling the topic back: “No, you really should take the position, I am hoping for your guidance; working with Qi Bodu is truly uninspiring, full of ideas but essentially an idiot, I really look down on that old fool.”

With a mouth like that, when reaching crucial points, he instinctively lowered his voice.

Even knowing he wouldn’t be overheard, it was a physiological reaction.

Gu Hang chuckled foolishly and said, “The name Sun Lord is not very auspicious.”

Worked for only sixty years.

…

Gu Hang gently swiped his fingertip over the holographic star map, causing the star clusters of the Eastern Cosmos Domain to scatter like startled fireflies. He stared at those azure dots marked as the “Cui Ru Government,” still hearing Galaraldo’s unrestrained laughter echoing after the communication ended.

Seems like war won’t break out, which is actually good news for the Alliance.

As exaggerated as Galaraldo’s plan was, if the Empire were truly determined and went all out according to the plan, even the Alliance would be overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the Empire lacks such resolve.

Gu Hang picked up a bone china teacup and sipped; tea from the Canaan Cosmic Region was just mediocre, not as good as the Alliance’s own produce.

Two documents flickered on the holographic screen, one titled “Draft of Temporary Tax Agreement in Eastern Cosmos Domain.”

This was something Cui Ru Government devised, and Gu Hang was reviewing it.

Although theoretically, Gu Hang had no direct connections with the Eastern Cosmos Domain, this draft was about future tax arrangements in the Eastern Cosmos Domain. But as one of the High Lords of the Empire, it was reasonable for Gu Hang to show interest in Empire affairs, wasn’t it?

The other document was “Supplementary Agreement to Alliance Plan – Tax Amount Section”

This matter belonged to the Alliance.

If things went as expected, these two documents would simultaneously be sent to the Central Empire.

This time, the situation did not truly escalate into a war crisis between the Alliance and the Empire, but undoubtedly, the relations between the Alliance and the Empire had worsened.

Already occurred events require a resolution, and these matters are still being negotiated; the strategic interaction between the Empire and the Alliance is far from over, perhaps never-ending, as both will inevitably develop through long-term dynamic strategizing.

Gu Hang hadn’t casually made his remarks; the most important thing in his mind was the development of the Alliance.

For the Alliance to develop, the essence is to focus on itself, to boost its economic foundation and productivity. Yet the relationship with the Central Empire is also a crucial issue to handle, as it determines the external environment for the Alliance’s growth.

The Alliance can’t really stand firm to the end; there’s a degree of compromise involved.