Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration Chapter 228 - 228: Dream

Chapter 228: Dream

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“My Emperor, the guardian fleet has been destroyed. They can’t attack…”

Hearing this general’s careful reply, the Emperor was not angry but laughed instead, as if he had heard sothing interesting.

“My dear minister, you really know how to joke. My guardian fleet is hard to find an opponent in the entire Milky Way. Don’t you see that even the famous Administrator has to avoid it?”

The Emperor’s solemn words made everyone present look at each other, not knowing how to respond.

The Emperor they knew was a brilliant, omniscient, and perfect figure who could strategize and decide the outco of a battle. How could he not know that the guardian fleet had been destroyed?

“Where did you learn to tell jokes, so you ca to show it to ? If that’s the case, then you have already passed the test. I can give you the honorary title of Master of Performing Arts…”

The Emperor was still talking, and he had even thought of the positions in the palace that he would give them in the future.

Such a confident performance made the generals who were reporting suspect that their mories were wrong.

Could it be that the guardian fleet was really not destroyed, and the news and images circulating in society were actually fake and were created for the purpose of public opinion?

Or was it that their great Emperor actually had a hidden imperial fleet, and those that were destroyed by the Administrator were just the tip of the iceberg?

Regardless of which one it was, it would only make these generals even more fanatical.

They were all lower-class people who had been pulled up from the lower levels for so purpose. Compared to the real nobles who had their own thoughts, they were molded fanatics.

Even if the upper class led by the Emperor squeezed 99% of their blood and sweat, the lower class who had been influenced since birth and had undergone genetic modification and spiritual castration were the most loyal admirers of the Emperor himself.

It was a more thorough brainwashing than the mind control achieved through psionic power. After all, their knowledge had been completely distorted.

Even if there were any instigators who tried to trigger a lower-class uprising, they would be killed by the fanatical lower class before that happened.

This was the bottom level of the Conqueror Empire, a group of true lovers of the empire. Even if it was a distorted love, it had indeed kept the empire from collapsing on the surface.

However, as the ruling class of the empire, the nobles did not have so many emotions.

This was a group of complicated interests. When the Conqueror Empire was still a native civilization and had yet to establish itself in space, these dignitaries ford enough ties with the Emperor.

They had followed the Empire in the galaxy and the rise and fall of the Empire. It could be said that the history of their families was the history of the civilization of the Empire.

They were the true mainstays of the Empire. They were the ones who developed technology, expanded territory, explored alien planets, and controlled production.

They were also vermin of the Empire. They were also the ones who brainwashed the bottom class, exploited the vassals, wantonly conquered, and indulged in pleasure.

In the past, many talented emperors of the Empire had tried to get rid of the rotting flesh, but they were deeply attached to the bone marrow like a tumor that was symbiotic with the Empire.

The empire could continue to exist without surgery, but once the surgery was perford, the empire would either succeed or die. Even if it succeeded, its vitality would be greatly damaged, and it would no longer be as glorious as before.

Either choice was an unacceptable outco for the Empire, which had countless enemies at that ti.

In the end, everyone from the Emperor to the bottom of the nobility tacitly ignored this matter.

It was just like how so of the natives were disdainful of protecting the planet’s ecology because the disasters caused by the destruction of the environnt would not fall on their generation. They would use it for the sake of their current developnt.

The ruling class of the Conqueror Empire had the sa ntality. The destruction of the empire would not happen for at least three or even ten generations. Therefore, even though they knew that this was not going to happen, they were completely indifferent.

Therefore, before the river of ti had passed enough, this civilization had fallen into degeneration.

The conquest by force had brought them enough wealth to squander. A large number of tributary civilizations and vassal civilizations had provided them with seemingly inexhaustible resources like bank interest.

At this ti, the Conqueror Empire was still young, and technology was far from reaching its end. It had fallen into enjoynt long before it could pursue many things to the extre.

The Emperor, who should have been the vanguard, and the top nobles were the first to fall. They led the entire civilization to fall. The popular entertainnt atmosphere and the cultural heritage that was not valued weakened the sense of belonging.

To the nobles, it didn’t matter if they were a mber of the Empire or not. As long as they could satisfy their desire for pleasure, they would be satisfied no matter where they were.

The only thing that was driving them to pledge allegiance to the Imperium was their wealth.

This kind of civilization without cohesion would not go far. Destruction was just a lack of opportunity.

The destruction of a civilization should be a long process, but the Conqueror Empire was already dead the mont it failed to remove the tumor. What seed glorious now was just an empty shell of civilization that would collapse with a single poke.

And the arrival of the Administrator beca the opportunity to pierce through the empty shell.

The nobles were keenly aware of the arrival of the end and had made sufficient preparations. In another place, they would be superior again.

The foolish Emperor himself beca the victim of the lie. Under the sneering eyes of the nobles, he beca the last full stop in the history of civilization.

At this mont, the Emperor, who was still unaware of all this and still dreaming of being the ruler of the universe, was chatting and laughing with the generals around him.

“The financial situation has improved again in recent years!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

“Have you seen the cody ‘Yes, Your Majesty’ fild by that cody artist? It really makes laugh…”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

“It is said that I am only one step away from being crowned as the Emperor of the Galaxy Imperium?”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

The content of the chat was not nutritious at all. These so-called generals who had been driven by the dignitaries did not have high manners. Other than nodding their heads in agreent, they did not know how to flatter the Emperor, which also made the Emperor feel a little bored.

Just as he was thinking about why the minister who had always been to his liking had not returned yet, he, who was in good health, suddenly noticed that the clear sky had suddenly beco a little distorted.

It was as if the signal had been interfered with, and the image of the entire sky beca blurry. It flickered as if it was about to disappear.

A bad premonition instantly reached its peak in the Emperor’s heart.

Before he could think carefully, the giant projection device that had weaved the last beautiful dream for the Emperor had completely stopped working, allowing the Emperor to see the cruel reality.

In the sky covered in dark clouds, countless Administrator spaceships were flying past at high speed, as if they were scanning everything on the planet.

Through the gaps in the clouds, they could see an even larger spaceship slowly moving forward. It only carried a huge cannon, but they could feel the power that could destroy a planet.

The Emperor recognized that it was Colossus, a battleship that was specially designed to carry planetary obliteration weapons.

There had been such statues in the past, but during the birthday ceremony of a certain Emperor in history, the Empire’s Colossus was sold to other civilizations to raise funds for the celebration.

The target of this Colossus wasn’t the planet, but it was just passing by. But how could such a battleship co to his courtyard without his knowledge?

Thus, the Emperor was stunned. He finally understood that he had been deceived by everyone around him..