Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration - Chapter 183
Chapter 183: The Trial of the Khans
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When the Pyro Alliance’s representative returned from the Galaxy Community’s headquarters, he was still in a daze. He had no idea how they had inexplicably obtained the last seat in the Galaxy Council.
At this moment, the Pyro Alliance did not know about this either. They were still waiting for news from him.
After he returned, although there were people asking about his well-being, no one thought that he would bring back any good news.
Therefore, when he said that they had become one of the four ordinary civilizations standing at the peak of the Milky Way’s diplomatic power, everyone’s first reaction was, “Are you alright?”
However, he did bring evidence. The appointment and dismissal letter regarding the Galaxy Council had been issued. As a few civilizations with major diplomatic say, they needed to be more involved in the interstellar society.
“This is really unexpected. 1 knew we wouldn’t be unlucky forever.” The Pyro Alliance’s leader was very happy about this.
With this power, they might be able to do more things that they could not do before.
Although the Milky Way civilization still used its strength to speak, the Pyro Alliance’s diplomatic reputation made up for its weakness.
Now, they had already begun to plan to bring up a few proposals that they had no hope of at the next meeting to see the reaction of the Milky Way civilization.
Although the Milky Way was still in a post-war depression, they had never stopped planning for the future.
“Speaking of which, did you report to the community about the mysterious organization we discovered in the circular world? What did they say?”
The leader asked about this matter. The organization that held funerals for the dead so that their bodies would not be exposed in the wilderness greatly aroused their goodwill.
However, there seemed to be no rumors about the organization in the galaxy. Therefore, he wanted to see if he could get some clues through the channels of the Galaxy Community.
The representative who went to the meeting did not disappoint him.
“This matter has already attracted a certain amount of attention. Although most civilizations know nothing about it, fortunately, the curator made a discovery.”
As he spoke, the representative took out a document that was filled with dense text.
“This is the civilization record of interacting with the curator during the caterpillar fungus disease…”
“Although such a betrayal of customer information doesn’t seem to happen… With the Galaxy Community stepping in and paying a price, we still obtained this portion of information.”
“The curator still has some professional ethics. He only provided records of civilizations that have been exchanged in the name of the Galaxy Community. One of them is worth noting…”
The curator was an advisory organization in the Milky Way. They sold all kinds of knowledge and their scientists.
Their species did indeed possess extraordinary intelligence. The wisdom that seemed to originate from their genes and bloodline allowed every scientist of theirs to pull ahead of the scientists of other civilizations.
If one were to use quantitative data to express it, the scientists of the civilization that had just ascended into the sky were level 1, and the scientists of the curators were level 5.
Perhaps the former curators were also a civilization, but after a long time, they did not become like the lost empire. Instead, they became an interstellar space organization whose main goal was to collect, preserve, and sell knowledge.
This was a mystery of the Milky Way. Many rumors had been spreading about why the seemingly omniscient curator had not reached that step.
This organization indeed had a long history. Civilizations often traded all kinds of knowledge and information with them. During the caterpillar fungus disease, their threshold had been broken.
There wasn’t much they could do in the face of this artificial crisis. One of their space stations was even destroyed by the caterpillar fungus disease.
However, there were still many people who tried to trade with them to deal with caterpillar fungus disease, and the curator also gave some unique insights. The missiles that had a terrifying killing effect on fungi were originally provided by them.
“Although most of the civilizations that trade with the curator are normal…”
The worker who had returned from the Galaxy Community had a strange expression on his face, as if he couldn’t figure out what was going on.
“There is… a civilization that has already perished among them…”
“A perished civilization?” The leader was stunned for a moment before he began to count in detail.
“Is it the batch that perished because of the Civilization Annihilator? But… At that time, would they go to the curator?”
“It’s not that batch, but the Duncan Race that was destroyed in the Ring Crisis.”
When he said this, the air seemed to freeze.
After the representatives returned, they would report to the leader alone, so there were only the two of them here. Even so, the atmosphere here had changed for a moment.
“Although this matter is very unbelievable, there might still be survivors of the Duncan Race in the world. We can’t rule out the possibility that someone is using this name, but is there anything that requires the name of a civilization that has already perished?”
“It’s indeed very strange. Looks like we need to pay more attention to this matter… Then, it’s definitely not just these things that we need to pay attention to, right?”
The leader knew that it was impossible for there to be only one piece of news. There must be something else worth paying attention to.
As expected, the representative then began to talk about the Duncan Race and the curator.
“This civilization or organization called ‘Duncan’ has asked a lot of questions, and they are also very complicated. Even things like how many lost empires there are in the Milky Way that even children know are among the questions.”
“Judging from the performance of the various problems, they are not like the Duncan of the past at all. They are more like a civilization that is re-recognizing the galaxy.”
“Although I’ve guessed that Duncan’s fire seed has revived the country, it hasn’t been long enough for the Ring Crisis to erase history.”
“According to the curator’s words, the civilization that borrowed the name of Duncan seems to be in a situation of internal division. Several leaders are using the trial method to determine the final winner…”
As the explanation went on, the leader of the Pyro Alliance understood that there was an unknown civilization that was in the middle of an internal power struggle, forming multiple factions.
The scene they saw in the Sanctuary circular world seemed to be a trial mission condition from a certain faction. It might not be as noble as they thought.
“However, regardless of their actions, at least in this case, their actions are praiseworthy.”
The leader of the Pyro Alliance held a meeting as he pondered.
They were now members of the Galaxy Council. They needed to discuss how to use their rights.
As for this mysterious divided civilization, there was not much they could do other than search for more clues.
But as they were discussing, a civilization that was in the midst of splitting apart in an unknown galaxy in the Milky Way also began a similar meeting.
But the difference is that their meetings will be even more brutal, and the losers will be lost in history forever.
In the spacious hall that was filled with wild and primitive style, people were bustling with activity as the spaceships appeared one after another.
This desolate planet had not undergone any environmental modifications. Only this hall had simple ecological devices that could sustain life and carry out meetings here.
The austere atmosphere surrounded the hall and reached its peak with the arrival of a few people who obviously held high positions.
These were all Khans who had gone through trials. After each trial, the number of Khans had shrunk from the initial twenty-something to the current number.
This was a cruel elimination round. Those who could hold their ground to this extent were commendable even among the leaders of the Milky Way civilization.
They would determine the participants of the last trial under the gaze of thousands of people. Only by completing the last trial would that person be worthy of being called the Great Khan.
These Khans stood in the center of the hall, each of them with eagle-like sharp eyes and sturdy bodies.
However, time had already left a trace on their bodies. Even genetic technology could not hide this trace. Just by instinct, one could tell that these people had already completed at least 70% of their life journey.
However, among these people, only one appeared to be very young and out of place.
“Very good. Although 1 think you already know the result, there are still no cowards. This makes me very gratified. This is the demeanor a Khan should have.”
An old voice sounded, announcing that the trial had reached a new stage.
“We all know that the people are the foundation of civilization, so the content of the trial has always been to ask you to use all means to expand the strength of your subordinates.”
“And now, there will only be two Khans who can fight for the final position of Great Khan.”
“They are the Hawkeye that we have known for a long time, and the one who seized the position of Khan with flying speed…”
Two Khans raised their heads when the name was read out.
If Li Wenyuan were here, he would definitely be surprised, because these two Khans were actually acquaintances to a certain extent!
One of them came from a raider camp that he had once destroyed. At that time, the young man who had been shocked by his terrifying fleet had now become a Khan and was moving toward the final supreme position.
He was Hawkeye, and now he was the strongest contender for the position of Great Khan. His dream was not far from him.
Even though so much time had passed, he was still very young compared to the other Khans. He was the only young Khan present.
As for the other one…
He looked up as the name was read, but his attention wasn’t on the matter. It was more like he was staring into space.
Those who were familiar with him would know that he was thinking about how to write in his diary.
“My name is Lone Wolf. Today is the 720th day of my 526th interstellar expedition.”
“I’ve been exploring for longer and longer. This expedition is even longer than a year. This was something I couldn’t accept at all before.”
“But who would have thought that 1 would actually go from being a temporary mercenary to this position?”
