Tempest of the Stellar War

Chapter 1261: Loneliness of Power

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He trusted no one, only himself. The environment was different. The rules were different. There was no burial here if one were to die here. How could there be trust?

Deep down, Jay York knew very well that the probability of a rescue mission by the Milky Way Alliance was very low. The Oracle Star might be very small, but its strengths were no weaker than that of a powerful country. The Milky Way Alliance might be strong, but it was not an autocratic institution. Discussions were necessary before making any decision. Besides, with a precedent of a missing deep space fleet, the Milky Way Alliance would be adopting a bureaucratic stand of being cautious. A full scale rescue?

Of course there would be one. But that would require time. Perhaps a year or two?

Survival. The key was to survive.

He had chosen Meng Tian’s team because it was a good place to hide. There were two Earth-rank masters here, and although Captain Meng Tian seemed cold, she was actually quite soft-hearted. It was just good enough for him to get by in a low-key manner. Also, this girl was not too bad either. The more dangerous the environment became, the more desire he had. He was beginning to have thoughts of taming Meng Tian. One should embrace joys and pleasures and live life to the fullest – that was until the appearance of Xie Yuxin!

“I don’t think everyone is agreeable. We are not criminals here, nor are we barbarians. We are outstanding cadets of the Milky Way Alliance. We should be democratic. I’m not ruling out the possibility of what Xie Yuxin has said, but personally, I’m against it.”

Without a word, some members of the team had moved towards Jay York. They had obviously conspired together.

More people were starting to waver. Honestly, they did not want to take the risk. Especially since Xie Yunxin had said that it would be dangerous and their lives could be in danger.

They did not want to. There were clearly time missions that were safer. Why should they take the risk? Even if they removed the trackers, they still could not leave. So, what was the point of taking the risk?

Xie Yuxin looked at Meng Tian, waiting for her to make a decision. Unless Meng Tian did not want to live.

Meng Tian hesitated for a moment, then charged into the thorny forest decisively. Men Jia and Yuan Jing followed closely behind. They believed in her judgment even more.

They were not nannies. They could not protect these people forever. It was dangerous enough for them to charge their way into the thorny forest to begin with, but they were willing. However, these people were not willing to take risks.

Everyone was afraid to die. But no one owed anyone anything.

As always, Xie Yuxin was expressionless. Weakness was the least needed thing here. Being in a military academy did not necessarily mean that one had the qualities to be a warrior.

In a bar somewhere in Aslan, Lear was drinking alone. He had nothing else to do. To a large extent, the Dynasty battle team could be considered successful. During the semi-finals, the public opinions about him and Saruman Snake were still fragmented at the Solar System. But now, everyone had completely forgotten about the Dynasty battle team. These people were so forgetful.

From the information that he had heard, even in Zeus College, a lot of supporters for Saruman Snake had begun to appear. It was like they were being brainwashed by a cult.

What was most disgusting was, he had put up pretenses in front of the camera when he was being interviewed. The reporter had interviewed him because he was also a human from Earth and he had taken part in IG with Wang Zheng...

Had he, the lofty Lear, fallen to such depths?

Although he was drinking, he was not drowning his sorrows. He merely wanted to find a quiet place to be alone and to sort out his thoughts at the same time.

The outcome of the finals was not important. Regardless of the outcome, with the current vitality of Saruman Snake, they would not be thrashed. As long as they were not completely crushed, they would not think of him.

Lear had considered creating some problems through Aslan, like leaking the romance between Wang Zheng and Aina. However, on further thought, this was so ordinary. Besides, Kashawen would not sit back and do nothing, and this might come back to haunt him too.

As for Lin Feng, he might look to be a pleasant and nice guy, but deep down, he really looked down on Lear. There was just no possibility of them working together.

No matter where his thoughts led him, Lear believed that the Sacred Religion was still the most dependable. At this stage, he could no longer contend with Wang Zheng. It was very clear to him now that this had become an obsession. If he did not get rid of Wang Zheng, he would not be able to do anything.

He had to be patient and continue to be patient. Anyway, he was very good at being patient. As long as he lived on, there was bound to be opportunities.

No one was invincible.

His Skylink rang.

“Drupe.”

“Master, she has not found anything useful yet.”

Lear gave a cold laugh. “Is her life too easy now? Has she forgotten her place? Tell her to speed it up. My patience is getting shorter.”

“Yes, Master!”

“...Wait, forget about it for the moment. Don’t pressure her yet. This is a good pawn. I need to use it wisely.”

Lear was twirling his wine glass. The cocktail was called Zombie’s Brain.

Kashawen was alone in her room. She had rejected a dinner invitation. She was watching the monitor silently.

Images flashed by. In fact, Kashawen was already zoning out. Matters had developed a little out of control now. Initially, it was just a joke. She had even thought that if Wang Zheng were to win, she would announce that the princess was Huiyin instead, leading Wang Zheng into a difficult spot.

This method would not work since they had come this far. It was obviously not possible to deceive herself any longer. What was difficult was the fact that Wang Zheng was no longer merely a simple student. She could not easily control him. As long as there was no sudden dip in his performance in the finals, he would be the most popular person this year in the Milky Way Alliance.

He had won the hearts of the people. Unless she could destroy this foundation, she would need to reconsider.

Unless she could destroy his foundation first.

There was no doubt that the SIG could make Wang Zheng an overnight success. But as a politician, there were many ways she could destroy him overnight too.

This was a gamble. Although it would be difficult, if it was carefully crafted, it was not impossible. However, if she were to do this, how would Aina react? How would Wang Zheng’s supporters react?

Tita Star and Manalasuo had publicly expressed their affection for Wang Zheng. Regardless of their intentions, they would not sit back and do nothing.

Aslan had yet to reach a dominant foothold, unless she intended to cast all caution to the wind.

Kashawen suddenly felt a sense of helplessness. If she could turn back the clock, she might have been more decisive. Maybe there would be fewer problems today. Never underestimate a young man.

Under such pressure, a normal person would either give up or crumble. But this person...

Kashawen could only sigh when looking at Wang Zheng’s gaze.

But she needed to make a decision. Others could sit and wait, but she could not. It was no longer about whether Wang Zheng could win the championship, but how to break up the two of them.

Actually, there was a way, and that was to make use of Huiyin. However, even though Kashawen could give up on herself, she could not bear to do this to her daughter. Everyone had a limit, and this was her limit. Huiyin had begged her once. She could ignore her, but she simply could not make use of Huiyin.

To a certain degree, it was her selfishness. Of course, Aina was a better choice to be the queen, inheriting the legacy of Aslan. Similarly, as the current heir, she had lost a great deal. She wanted Huiyin to have the freedom to live the way she liked.

What was power?

A curse!

Eternal loneliness.