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It was a quiet and elegant suite.
The ice wool carpet that covered the floor not only boasted excellent sound absorption, heat insulation, and dehumidification effects, but it also had the marvelous effect of massaging acupoints and eliminating fatigue. The moment one stepped on it, they would feel refreshed and cool.
Judging from the invaluable handmade carpet and the delicate furniture made by the masters, it was not hard to tell the level and taste of the suite.
Looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window facing the large velvet bed, one could see the boundless ocean. The surface of the ocean was sparkling, as if there were billions of silver fish flashing. There were also countless cloud-like Heavenly Winged Birds soaring under the blue sky and white clouds, leaving behind beautiful arcs.
The Heavenly Wing Birds were a rare bird that only grew in the Empyreal Terminus Sector of the Imperium. Their wings were broad and could reach almost a hundred meters when they were unfolded. When they pierced through the clouds, the noises that sounded like surging tides would be heard. They were so magnificent that they were once regarded as the symbol of the royal family.
Under the illumination of the sun, the ocean was in thousands of different shades of silver, which was the unique view of the Mithril Ocean, a famous place in the Imperium.
Taking a deep breath, one would even be able to smell the unique wind of the Mithril Ocean that was mixed with the smell of metal and fish. It was quite refreshing.
Everything suggested that the building where the suite was located was near the Mithril Ocean of the Imperium.
However, if one were to find a way to open the "window", they would discover that it was just a vivid light beam.
Even the so-called "unique scent of the Mithril Ocean" was slowly released through a synthetic odor generator that was hidden in a corner of the ceiling.
In fact, whether or not the ocean could be seen, there was not a single window in the entire suite.
No matter how one concentrated their soul and pierced it out, it would not be long before they hit metal walls that seemed endless.
The iron walls that had been specially treated proved the real purpose of the suite that was hidden under the elegant and peaceful appearance.
No matter how luxurious the decoration was, no matter how relaxing the atmosphere was, and no matter how respectful the servants who delivered food and served it day and night were, this place was still just a prison cell.
The 'guest' in the suite, an old man who was as short as an ape and whose face was full of wrinkles that caused his eyes to sink deep into the wrinkles, had long realized his situation.
But he was still standing in front of the light beam that was disguised as a floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the view of the Mithril Ocean in the capital as he breathed in the air that was blown by the "sea breeze".
He used this method to keep his brain alert.
After resting for ten minutes, the old man returned to the desk beside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Out of respect or fear for his identity, the man didn't take away his Cosmos Ring.
However, a very special interference array had been deployed in the suite, which seriously interfered with his Cosmos Rings and his soul senses. It was impossible for him to retrieve his crystal processor and Crystal Suit or send any telepathic thoughts to the outside world.
He could only work with an old crystal processor provided by the special investigation committee.
The crystal processor had been blocked unilaterally and could not transmit data to the outside world. It could only accept the data from the few nodes of the Spiritual Nexus designated by the enemy.
Also, the old man had no doubt that every word he wrote with the crystal processor would be seen by the enemy as soon as possible.
Even so, after calming himself down for a moment, he continued writing intermittently according to his previous train of thought.
"… In the vast and boundless sea of stars, there is a shortage of passes, mountains, and rivers for the ancient battles on the continent. Once a space gate is established or controlled, the attacker will be able to choose the time and place of the attack at will.
"The configuration of the modern Deep Sky Fleets is also highly self-sufficient. They can fight independently in the sea of stars for decades without the limitation of a planet. Once they attack and plunder the tremendous resources of a planet, the duration will be greatly extended.
"Therefore, a universal war is a war of aggression. The most important thing is to maintain the existence and deterrence of the Deep Sky Fleets. In the short term, defense is meaningless. Conquering more habitable planets and resource planets that have been seriously damaged is meaningless. The people on the surface of the planets and the resources that are buried deep below the ground and cannot be collected and refined instantly are meaningless!
"The Holy League's current strategy is to save the people when they lose the land. Our army has won many battles in the past ten years, but we have never seriously weakened or struck the main force of the Holy League's fleet. The enemy may come back at any moment!
"As long as they deal a heavy blow to our main force, the dozens of newly recovered Sectors and the thousands of logistics nodes that need to be defended will immediately become a burden for our army.
"If our army is disturbed by the recovered Sectors and the logistics nodes in the next two to three large-scale battles, it will be very easy for the main force of the Holy League to crush us one by one. We will completely lose the strategic initiative, and the situation of the war will be completely reversed.
"Therefore, in the overall strategy of the next phase, we should neither relax our vigilance or even imagine that the enemy will surrender easily, nor should we care about the gains and losses of a planet or even a Sector. We should still maintain the pressure and harassment on the central worlds of the Holy League, actively search for the main force of the Holy League, and wage a strategic final battle with them.
"Only the complete victory of the strategic final battle will mark the beginning of a new phase of the war.
"If we fail in the strategic final battle, we should abandon the ten or so Sectors that have just been recovered without any hesitation and shrink the defense line to the frontline of 'Divine Eagle — Ancient River' to avoid the possibility of total annihilation …"
When the old man wrote this, he remained silent like a statue for a long time. He erased the words "completely annihilated" and wrote it again. After writing it again, he erased it again. He repeated this process three or four times, but in the end, he still left the four extremely dazzling words there.
Even though the words might shake the morale of the army in such a weird atmosphere, he did not hesitate to do so!
Someone knocked on the door softly, seemingly very respectfully.
The old man saved the paragraph that he had just written and opened the door emotionlessly.
It was the same as before. Outside of the suite was a dark metal pathway that led to an unknown place. The pathway seemed to have been filled with billions of tons of metal. Telepathic thoughts could not penetrate through it at all.
More than twenty fully-armed Crystal Suit could be sensed within only ten meters. All the attack rune arrays had been activated, and a storm of firepower could be unleashed at any moment.
There was no telling how many more people were hiding in the darkness.
None of his entourage and guards were anywhere to be seen.
It was a new female soldier who delivered food to him. Every time a new female soldier delivered food to him, or whenever he had a request, a new female soldier would always appear. She was equally courteous, respectful, and extremely humble to him. Of course, she would also pretend that she did not know anything and would never answer any of his questions.
However, the female soldier brought new news. An hour after the meal, the 'review meeting' would begin.
The old man was more or less surprised.
It was because he had never heard of the name 'review meeting' before.
He should've gone to the special investigation committee in the capital to assist in the investigation of the 'incident of the Blood Oath Alliance'. He should've even gone to the Council of Elders and made a speech in front of the five hundred elders, explaining the situation in the frontline and the threats that were hiding behind the tranquility. It was exactly because of the promise that he left his fleet, his officers, and his soldiers.
But right now …
At first, he was locked in the prison that was heavily guarded, gloomy, and highly-guarded. What kind of 'review meeting' was this?
Even though the old man had billions of tons of confusion and fury in his chest, none of it was revealed in his tranquil eyes.
He was not one of the so-called 'experts' who could grow into the Yuanying Stage or even the Divinity Transformation Stage comfortably with astronomical resources in his own manor, who boasted immense strength but was actually weak and spiritless.
He was an iron-blooded soldier who had been polished in the storms of bullets, mystic rays, and cannon fodder for almost two hundred years. Steel and fire had been soaked into his bones.
It was the wind that swept across the icicles at a hundred degrees below zero on the Bitter Lonely Planet, the magma that erupted to thousands of meters high on the Red Lotus Planet all the time, the thousands of fatal venoms in the forests of the Green Devil Planet, the dreadful alien species in the Broken Bone Space Zone, the sabers of the Cultivators, the bullets of the people of the Holy League, the tenebrum energy of the extraterrestrial devils … All the dreadful forces had shaped him in the life-and-death battles and polished him into the 'God of War' Lei Chenghu today!
Compared to the ferocious enemies that he had encountered in the past, even if the scheme of the special investigation committee was true, it was nothing more than a cool breeze on a summer afternoon.
According to the habit that he had developed over the past hundred years, he finished his lunch in three minutes at the speed of a soldier. Lei Chenghu practiced boxing for ten minutes to promote digestion and ensure that every grain of food had been transformed into energy and supplied to the cells all over his body without any waste of resources. It was not until then that he sat down again and began to write the article named 'Strategies to Deal with the Enemy in the Next Phase'.
Being imprisoned, in a dangerous environment, and even the sudden "review meeting" did not affect the old general at all.
Half an hour later, he had basically established the framework. However, without the polishing of his secretary, the sentences were rather crude.
Once again, there was a respectful knock on the door that was neither light nor heavy.
But this time, Lei Chenghu did not stand up and open the door.
It was because he suddenly felt that the scoundrels who had come in the name of the 'review meeting' were not worth wasting one second of his time.
As he expected, after three minutes of silence, the door was opened from the outside without a sound. Three human-shaped spiritual puppets walked in stiffly and stood before him lifelessly. Shua! Shua!
Shua! Shua!
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