Chen Mo had promised Anne that he would give Anne a chance to realize her ideals in the future, when Chen Mo said these words, he actually wanted to win over Anne, and the reliability of saying this is actually not very reliable, to put it bluntly, Chen Mo is just using such words to stabilize Anne so that Anne can help him.

Anne also seemed to have noticed that Chen Mo was cheating on her before, but now, she no longer has the capital to negotiate with Chen Mo, and the two have already determined the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

Hearing Chen Mo's words at this moment, Anne couldn't help but smile and said, "The virtual world is a big cage, how can it be said that there is absolute freedom here?" ”

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "Annie, you can't say that, you must know that any freedom in the world has a limit, freedom without restraint is called indulgence, which will cause many extremely serious consequences, and the Avistar people also have laws, which shows that freedom needs to be limited to a certain extent, the virtual world has actually given people absolute freedom, there is no death here, as long as there are certain preconditions, you can do whatever you want to do, but you don't really have to bear the serious consequences of this, At most, you will be thrown into hell in the virtual world, and even then, you will not really die, isn't this level of indulgence enough? ”

Chen Mo had already made his words very clear, and his words were very reasonable, which made Anne a little speechless.

Chen Mo saw that Anne was in a state of thought, and couldn't help but take her little hand and said: "Anne, the Ivestar people are already in the past tense, what you are pursuing is a false proposition, there can be no absolute freedom in the world, no matter who it is, it will be subject to such and such constraints." Like me, do you think I'm free? Actually, no, I need to consider the future and destiny of mankind, and take the corresponding responsibility for it, the universe is a place where the jungle eats the strong, if you don't struggle. You're going to be wiped out by a much more powerful being, and that's a condition, and that's reality, you know? ”

Hearing this, Anne suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Mo, from today onwards, I have decided to change myself to make myself look more like a human, you are right, the Ivestar people are already in the past." Maybe what we pursue is wrong, and only being strong in the universe is the first rule of survival. ”

Chen Mo saw Anne smiling very sweetly, and couldn't help but say happily: "It's good if you can figure it out, we haven't gotten together for dinner for a long time, or let's go to the real world, I'll cook for you myself." ”

Anne said happily: "Okay, I like the food you cooked!" ”

The two then laughed and exited the virtual world. A candlelit dinner was held at the base of the island.

Three days later, Chen Mo sent invitations to the heads of various races in the entire galaxy through the virtual world. Bring them to a conference on the redistribution of power in the galaxy.

All the participants were given virtual helmets, so that they didn't need to waste time traveling, as long as they wore virtual helmets, these people could enter the conference hall that Chen Mo had built in the virtual world.

In this conference, Chen Mo did not set a high threshold, as long as it was a galactic race. Whether it is a race of the second dimension or a race of the twentieth dimension, as long as the science and technology mastered by that race breaks through the atmosphere of the planet, it is invited.

The galaxy originally had nearly 200,000 races, but after the invasion of the Motians. About 20,000 ethnic groups were slaughtered.

The Moti starship guns are so powerful that they can wipe out all the creatures on a planet with a salvo from dozens of warships, which is why so many races are wiped out.

These exterminated races are basically close to the outer regions of the galaxy, the closer to the outer regions of the galaxy, the weaker the groups, the vast majority of these races only have one or two resident planets, they have no room for resistance in front of the butcher's knife of the Moti tribe, and they can't even escape, so it is not so strange to suffer such a tragic result.

In addition to the exterminated races, there are more than 30,000 of the remaining races who have not been invited because of the backward technology, so the number of races participating in this conference is less than 150,000.

After the statistics of the virtual system, Chen Mo finally confirmed that there were a total of 136,000 races participating in the conference.

The Milky Way is a relatively large galaxy in the universe, so the number of groups born in the Milky Way is a little larger than that of ordinary small galaxies.

When the time for the conference came, the heads of more than 130,000 ethnic groups put on virtual helmets, and then they found themselves in a very wide hall, where the decoration was very extravagant, and many of the leaders of the more backward races were stunned.

On the rostrum of the main hall, a long banner was pulled, and after the parameters of the virtual host were set, every participant present could clearly see the text on the banner, and the virtual host transformed the text on it into the text of each ethnic group through technical means, so everyone could understand it.

-- The banner reads, "Welcome to the first Star Alliance meeting."

Although some people are far away from the rostrum, after the technical processing of the web host, even those sitting in the most remote corners can clearly see everything on the podium.

Five chairs were placed on the podium, which were very tall and gave a sense of condescending coercion. The luxurious chairs are like royal chairs, and at a glance, you can tell that the person who can sit on them should belong to the most powerful people in the galaxy.

At this moment, there were only three people sitting in the five seats, among them were Voses, Councilor of Rosuse, Dosiah, King of the Domes, and Olena, the Empress of the Omu.

Worthes and Dosia sat firmly on the royal chair, a symbol of power and status, their expressions very calm, with a hint of arrogance.

Compared to them, Olena, the Empress of the O'Mun Clan, looked a little restless, she vaguely knew what the topic of this meeting was, and also knew the identities of the other two people sitting on the royal chair, Olena felt as if she was not qualified to sit in this seat at all. However, since this was Chen Mo's arrangement, she couldn't say anything, and could only guess with anxiety Chen Mo's intention to do so.

But no matter how Olena guessed, she didn't think it was reasonable, she was just an emperor from a backward race in the seventeenth dimension of the galaxy, although she was an emperor, but compared to the heads of most of the races in the venue, her identity as an emperor was simply worthless, and I didn't know why Chen Mo wanted to hold herself to such a high position? (To be continued......)