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Chapter 1388 - Giving You the War You Want - End!

Socotra Island, located near the mouth of the Gulf of Aden, suddenly became bustling with activity, attracting tens of thousands more visitors.

This place was originally inhabited by personnel from the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee headquarters and affiliated units, as well as refugees fleeing war and the "Sagarli" invasion crisis, waiting to immigrate to the "Boundary Pearl" life space. They lived their lives in an orderly, peaceful and stable manner. However, when these news media personnel who had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the island arrived, they were like a group of hungry rats, scurrying all over the island, trying their best to explore everything, and even wanting to dismantle the "Star Gate" with their bare hands. They were even more annoying than Chen Xiaoer.

If it weren't for the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee headquarters, which was temporarily relocated from Habraf, a city in the heart of the Oceania continent thousands of miles away, and built a city of considerable size from scratch on the island to accommodate immigrants from all over the world, it would not have been able to accommodate so many people's food, drink, shelter, and transportation in such a short time.

It's hard to imagine that just a year ago, Socotra Island was a desolate island with few inhabitants. Only the camp, where airships constantly took off and landed, could be seen occasionally, with one or two human figures. Most of the time, robots and engineering machinery were managing the camp and the automated planting area outside the camp.

A press conference for global media is about to be held here, so some unplanned island access slots have been specially opened.

Otherwise, given the rigid nature of artificial intelligence (AI), it would be difficult to allow so many people to travel through the desert peninsula transit point across the Gulf of Aden and board a regular-flight airship to Socotra Island. There are no other ways to reach the island, and the only consequence of unauthorized approach is being shot down or sunk, resulting in certain death. To this day, more than a thousand innocent people have died because of this. We can learn from this lesson in the next life.

Despite strict screening and restrictions on the number of people allowed to visit the island, the truly diverse media personnel fully demonstrated what it means to be bold enough to open a fireworks factory when given a little attention, as well as their professionalism and competence in penetrating every corner. Therefore, some discordant voices were inevitable, and some prohibited weapons were even discovered during security checks.

Down with the dictator!

"Demons of the Blue Star civilization! We want peace, not warmongers!"

"Open up your private planet, share everything!"

"Slan people, get out! Races of the Azure Star, go back to your homeland!"

"Open your eyes wide! Someone, like the 'Lord of the Sky,' is a tyrant and a murderer!"

"Beware of warmongers, eliminate evil in its infancy!"

"We want peace, not war!"

"The most dangerous S-class superhuman in history!"

"..."

The complex and ever-changing thinking patterns of intelligent races always make artificial intelligence difficult to defend against.

Various demons and monsters displayed signs and banners, somehow brought them to the island, and gathered outside the press conference venue, shouting and stirring up trouble. Judging from the scene, there were at least 300, if not 500, people, as if they were in a frenzy. They shouted even more enthusiastically when the news media cameras were pointed at them, almost accusing Chen Fei of being the greatest villain in the world.

"I said there was no need to hold this press conference."

Shen Fei, who came to Socotra Island with Chen Fei, opposed the press conference from beginning to end.

Who could have imagined that overnight, her boyfriend would go from being a savior to a public enemy, the worst of the worst, a representative of hegemony and dictatorship, who must be knocked to the ground and then trampled on ten thousand times.

Such a reversal is unbelievable. Don't people have any brains when it comes to right and wrong?
Ah!
It's really not long!
Beyond primary sovereignty, anti-intellectualism regarding sovereignty is prevalent in Europe and the Americas.

“I shattered the Azure Star into thirty-three pieces, so I have to give some explanation. This includes not only the Blue Star civilization, but also those Azure Star immigrants who migrated to the ‘Boundary Pearl’ life space.”

Although it was Little Chick's doing (literally), Chen Fei, as the bird father, had no choice but to take responsibility. After all, he couldn't shirk the blame; even if he tried to shift it, someone would throw it back at him.

Moreover, he didn't want to get into a fight on his own turf because of all sorts of messy opinions; such infighting was completely pointless.

Therefore, this formal and public press conference is necessary to effectively respond to the rumors that attempt to replace the truth, lest we be led by the nose and become pawns to be used.

Although public opinion does not have as much substantive influence on specific social classes as people imagine, it is a different matter if it is used as an excuse to launch an attack. After all, a small packet of laundry detergent can become a reason to start a war. As for the truth, who cares!

Having just accepted the Celestial Star Civilization, the "Boundary Pearl" life space, a desolate wasteland in dire need of reconstruction, desperately requires a continuous influx of resources. The supplies brought in by the Slan Dynasty alone are far from sufficient. Chen Fei doesn't want the Blue Star Civilization's support for the "Boundary Pearl" life space to cease. Isn't it better to have free resources?
If necessary, it is still necessary to endure humiliation and hardship.

That being said, it's far from the point where we need to eat feces.

"Those people outside are probably being sabotaged by those sovereign powers!"

Shen Fei wasn't stupid; she could naturally see some clues.

Without the covert support of the sovereigns of Earth, those shouting and yelling outside the venue would have had no chance of landing on the island.

Chen Fei sighed and said with some concern, "Actually, we're already on the verge of things going wrong."

Miyoshi Manabu's intelligence department and First Sovereign's intentional or unintentional reminders, along with the information gathered from various sources, indicate that the American Federation, long plagued by internal strife, the numerous sovereign states in Europe affected by the conflict, and the African continent, which thrives on chaos, all hope to shift their internal contradictions elsewhere. Whether it's the "Sima Qian Trap" or the Thucydides Trap, the emerging forces represented by Chen Fei perfectly fit the criteria for being targeted by everyone.

International relations are forged through conflict. The international standing of the sovereigns of Earth and the creation of every inch of their territory are devoid of any trace of "love and peace." Even the most powerful sovereign achieved its status by engaging in numerous fierce battles against enemies worldwide. Therefore, Chen Fei will inevitably face these challenges in his current situation.

"Want to fight?"

Shen Fei was taken aback. She was only assisting Chen Fei with his work and did not have a comprehensive overview from his perspective, so she had not thought of so much.

"A war is inevitable, but not now, and the first sovereign power will not intervene, otherwise it will escalate into a new world war."

Chen Fei nodded. It was unlikely that he could completely avoid this challenge, but he could try to delay it as much as possible until he had fully integrated all the power and resources at his disposal. Then he could put on a small show, reveal his strength, and let the world recognize his right to speak.

I'm not thinking about peace and friendship anymore.

"Go ahead and fight, the sooner we start, the sooner we'll stop!"

Shen Fei just couldn't understand why anyone would be so desperate as to insist on getting beaten up.

Chen Fei, who has been at the forefront of the fight against the "Sagali" civilization for a long time, is not a pushover. His war power is not afraid even against the small sovereignty of Blue Star. What's more, he now has the Cangqiong Star civilization, whose strength has been largely preserved, standing behind him. Well, the First Sovereign hasn't gotten involved yet, so it's probably too late.

Chen Fei said frankly, "We'll improvise later!"

He had no experience with holding press conferences, but his terrible public image was already established, so even if he talked nonsense or swore on the spot, how much worse could the situation get?

"Don't worry! Just be careful. It's almost time, let's begin!"

Shen Fei, who had been keeping a close eye on the timeline, nodded to Herseman Brown and the others. To protect Chen Fei's safety, even the newly appointed treasurer, Theodore, was brought back to act as a human shield.

The moment Chen Fei stepped into the venue, the buzzing and whispering instantly ceased, becoming so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Ahem, everyone, I am Chen Fei, Chen of the East, Fei of the Right and Wrong, the current Star Lord. I am here to make a formal announcement regarding the situation of the Azure Sky Star and the 'Sagarli' civilization."

Chen Fei gave himself a title: Star Lord, a name he had just decided on half an hour ago. The name of the newborn planet was still under debate and awaiting naming.

He neither wanted to govern nor had the ability to do so, so he simply declared ownership and that was the end of it.

"You tyrant..."

Suddenly, someone in the media section jumped up and threw a smelly shoe at Chen Fei.

The retribution for the "tyrant" boomerang has finally come, starting with the time when the "Wailing Wall" operation was trapped in "Atlantis," a lesson learned from Chen Xiaoer's experience.

The shoe had only flown halfway when it vanished along with the person who threw it.

"Ah!"

S-class space-type ability user Herseman Brown sneered. Right under his nose, how dare a mere ordinary person cause trouble?

They threw him and his shoes across the bay, where they're currently being pounded and rubbed against the ground by the combat robots at the transfer station. It's already a sign of kindness that they didn't throw him directly into the sea or even outside the atmosphere.

After a two-second silence, a commotion erupted. Clearly, no one had expected someone to cause trouble at the press conference, especially by throwing a shoe, though the attempt failed.

With a superhuman controlling the scene, Chen Fei, known as the "Tyrant," was not unprepared.

Chen Fei acted as if nothing had happened, surveyed the entire press conference venue, and calmly said, "Anyone else have any objections? If you don't, come and hit me!"

He still has that same rogue persona!
I wonder how many people felt disgusted by this statement. What kind of lousy star lord is this? Anyone could do it.

After all, playing the "slacker" card lowers the bar, which greatly increases the sense of immersion and makes people unconsciously feel that they could do the same.

After waiting quietly for ten seconds, no one else jumped out; it must have been this one who slipped through the net.

"Let's continue..."

Chen Fei glanced down at the speech draft in his hand, frowned slightly, tore it to shreds, and tossed it aside. He said, "'Sagali' civilization has been destroyed by me. Not even their enslaved races remain. All the civilization's technology and resources are in my hands. Cangqiong Star has been transformed into thirty-three floating continents. The Slan Dynasty, which relocated ahead of schedule, is expected to complete its return within a hundred years. During this period, they will temporarily live on a planet under my personal control. I glanced at the pre-submitted questions, and the answer is no! No! Impossible! Does anyone have any further questions?"

He didn't even bother with pleasantries, summarizing the main points of the press conference into just a few sentences.

The scene erupted in chaos once again, with almost everyone raising their hands, wanting to ask Chen Fei a question.

Standing behind the scenes, Shen Fei covered her mouth tightly, completely dumbfounded. All her preparations had been in vain, and now there was no way to turn things around.

Sensing her anxiety, the monk Sanhao comforted her, "Don't worry, we won't mess it up. The initiative is in our hands."

Has he seen far too few cases of people giving up entirely?
What was unexpected was not unexpected at all; Chen Fei was that kind of person, and the monk had long been mentally prepared.

"Number 1387, you may ask one question, but only one."

Chen Fei called out names on the spot; it was random anyway, and he didn't know where the people came from.

"Mr. Chen Fei, do you really want to monopolize those planets?"

The person holding entry pass number 1387 was a reporter from a sovereign official media outlet.

Chen Fei controls more than one inhabited planet, enough to drive any sovereign power on Earth crazy. "A child carrying gold in a bustling city is guilty of possessing a treasure," meaning that having something beyond one's means is the biggest mistake. If it weren't for the inability to reach those planets, the sovereign powers of Earth would probably have already stormed over and seized them.

Chen Fei said without any hesitation, "Who wants them? Come and take them! Whoever manages to take them, those planets are theirs!"

International relations are nothing but robbery, a dog-eat-dog world. Upholding justice and acting on behalf of heaven are nothing more than a small bag of laundry detergent. Under the rule of power, who dares to speak out, yet what is done is unspeakable?

"you……"

"Next! Number 999!"

Chen Fei directly interrupted the sovereign media reporter who was still eager to ask another question.

"Can you protect those planets?"

As expected, these were all media outlets that came with certain intentions. Most of the people at the press conference only showed slight surprise before their reaction was not too strong. It was clear that the consensus had long been that those with virtue should be in charge.

Virtue, of course, must be abundant in martial virtue. This is an irrefutable truth. Those who cannot recognize this reality have long been beaten to death by the mob.

"I can destroy the 'Sagarli' civilization and shatter the entire Celestial Planet. Do you think I can't defeat anyone? If you're not satisfied, then declare war. I guarantee you a spectacular defense of your capital within 24 hours!"

Chen Fei's words were enough to overturn everyone's values. He didn't care about appearances or anything like that. He was indifferent to life and death and just did it.

His blatant domineering and unreasonable behavior was on full display.

The press conference was simultaneously broadcast live online. If the subtitle function hadn't been turned off beforehand, it might have already been met with a torrent of criticism. Even so, it caused an uproar on many social media platforms. This time, no deliberate guidance was needed. Chen Fei's blunt honesty sparked dissatisfaction among countless people. Even within First Sovereignty, many people were disgusted by his arrogance. He's gotten too cocky!

We're definitely going to get beaten up!

This view has become a widely accepted consensus.

"The next number 1."

Chen Fei then selected another reporter.

The reporter holding entrance pass number 1 asked nervously, "Excuse me, do you mean to declare war on the sovereigns?"

In her eyes, Chen Fei was probably no different from a warmonger.

"Heh, I'm not the opponent of the sovereigns!"

Chen Fei suddenly dropped his arrogance, smiled mysteriously, waved his finger, and left the astonished media personnel behind.

The media personnel were all dumbfounded.

What does it mean?
Is the press conference still going to be held?
Even if it's being willful and reckless, there should at least be a limit. There's simply no normal communication here!

Could it be that fighting the "Sagara" civilization damaged his brain?

"Hey, Mr. Chen, who's the opponent?"

"Where are you going?"

……

Chen Fei left without looking back and never returned.

The scene descended into chaos.

At this moment, a person walked out from behind the press conference stage, stepped onto the stage, and said into the microphone: "The opponent of sovereignty is me!"

The sound echoed throughout the entire venue.

The noisy press conference fell into a deathly silence once again.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the person on the stage.

"Lord of the Azure Sky" Lin Mo, isn't he dead?
"I have returned, and hereby declare that the war has begun!"
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Blue Star Sovereignty wanted an enemy, so Chen Xiaoer gave them one.

The sovereigns were collectively stunned. The "Lord of the Sky," this senior figure, was much more difficult to deal with than Chen Xiaoer, this hothead.

The warriors of yesteryear were driven to become dragons, and history repeats itself time and again.

The greatest lesson of humankind is that we never learn.
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The book is finished.

Uncle once again thanks all the readers for their support.