Chapter 439: Ceasefire and Whitewashing
When the dust settled, the Federation Council and the Earth Consortium reached a negotiation agreement and signed a treaty agreement on "mankind's accession to the Interstellar Federation and related provisions".
After a bureaucratic process was put down, the Commonwealth of Earth government called on the Dominions to immediately cease any hostile actions against the Star Federation race, and to prohibit further invasion and expansion.
The supreme government of the Commonwealth of Earth, to some extent, is not useless and powerless.
After all, the parliamentarians and officials of the supreme government are all from each of the member territories, and they each represent the opinions of their own forces, and they sit down to a meeting and vote when they encounter anything. In line with the idea that the minority obeys the majority, since the majority is willing to stop the war and join the Star Alliance, so be it.
Even if a few Dominions are unwilling, then you have to accept it obediently, otherwise you will not want to return to Earth in this life, after all, this has signed a treaty internally before entering the universe, and the Dominions that affect the unity of the government of the Earth Commonwealth will be expelled from the home planet at the least.
When the last Dominion, Red Tide, finally came to a complete truce, the first encounter officially came to an end.
In this war, the two sides can be regarded as fighting a lot, and the Star Alliance, which does not want to fight, seized the opportunity of the sudden appearance of the Reaper and got a decent step, it can be said that for the sake of peace in the star area, give up small contradictions, and jointly resist the big enemy, how noble and face-saving this sounds.
The Earth Consortium, which wants to fight a little, has also obtained its own most scarce galaxy territory, and has obtained resource stars to support continued development.
Although all of them belong to remote areas, human beings are not thinking about expanding so fast at present, laying a foundation around the solar system and thinking about others, and they can't become fat in one bite.
Everyone is not stupid, the territory and war potential of the various races of the Star Alliance are countless times greater than their own, and they only prefer to fight in the parliament because of their long peaceful life, rather than a full-scale war that costs people and money.
It's really going to force them into a hurry, with their long-term resource reserves and billions of people, how can they build warships like dumplings, and then slowly pile them up on this side of the solar system.
Especially in the first encounter, the enemies of the Earth Commonwealth were strictly speaking, only the Turks, and the other races did not participate, and the Asari, the other mainstream race, did not move.
So... And and and!
Next, let's drink more hot water to moisten our throats, and prepare to go to the Star Alliance Council to play tricks, negotiating table diplomacy and meeting diplomacy, thinking that we humans will not.
Therefore, at the request of the Star Federation, the Earth Consortium sent a delegation of ambassadors to the giant space station of the Star Federation's headquarters "Fort Connection", and in the future, they will represent mankind and the Earth Consortium, and will be resident in the Fort of Connection and participate in all the meetings and decisions of the Star Federation.
If there is anyone who is the happiest in human whitewashing, it is naturally the outlaws in the galaxy far away, who are simply beating gongs and drums and setting off firecrackers to celebrate.
Human beings are whitewashed, and the Dominion of Port Virtue is also whitewashed, so any official resident who has bought a permanent property here, now according to the laws of the Star Alliance, they have also become serious people, and only human beings can deal with them or try them in accordance with their own laws, or the Star Alliance official initiates extradition and interracial detention of criminals.
However, everyone is self-aware, knowing that they are not important big names, and the number of personnel is extremely large, so Starlink is too lazy to take such trouble, verify the information one by one, and then put forward an extradition bill.
Now they can swagger out of the distant galaxies, and as long as there is no extradition bill, they just run back to their home planets, and no one can catch them.
It's just that everyone understands that although he was forcibly laundered by exploiting loopholes, his identity as a criminal cannot be washed away, and when he returns to the interior of the prosperous star district, there is no good treatment, let alone any serious business.
Therefore, the galaxy along the distant side is still a black gathering place for outlaws, a large number of illegal mercenary groups and interstellar pirates hang around here every day, go out to work during the day, rob homes, kill people and set fires, and return to Port of Virtue at night to be good citizens, holding their wives and children to sleep.
As for the space prisons in the distant galaxy, because they are special beings, the Dominion of Port Virtue agrees that they will continue to exist, and the original prison personnel will continue to be stationed.
The wardens of these prisons are in favor of each other, after all, their biggest customers now are the humans of the Port Virtue space station.
The butts of the various wardens are also not clean, to put it bluntly, they are a group of new-age slave traders, selling those space prisoners privately, this is already an open unspoken rule.
Anyway, this group of scum will never be able to go back to their respective races, and they will be locked up in a space prison for the rest of their lives, and they will waste food and money, so it is better to use them and use them to earn some extra money.
After each prisoner is sold, 90 percent of the income needs to be paid to the government of their respective race to be added to the national treasury, and the remaining 10 percent is kept as a subsidy for the space prison.
But well, rules are dead, people are alive, and alien races are no exception.
Falsely report the selling price, work with the buyer to make some fraud in the contract, and lower the reported price, and the extra will naturally go into the warden's pocket.
Not only that, but after the emergence of the human race, the evil villains of Virtue Harbor also drew inferences from each other and encouraged the warden to play something bigger.
Now many space prisons located in the distant galaxy are not only selling prisoners with life sentences, but even those prisoners with fixed-term sentences have begun to sell secretly, and the seller is naturally Boss Hu.
The wardens were very satisfied with the prices of the prisoners, not only did their pockets bulge, but the overall life and defense facilities of the space prison could continue to be improved.
Oh, of course it's for the prison guards, the prisoners just keep living in those iron boxes of a few square meters, and let them die!
All I have to do is find some reasons and write more paperwork, so that a prisoner with a fixed-term sentence can successfully "die of illness" or "violent resistance under mental breakdown".
Boss Hu bought these prisoners, naturally to use them for various reaper transformation experiments, and these lively experimental subjects are excellent experimental materials.
Of course, as for those who are strong and have experience of war or conflict, they are left behind, chained to the official direct stores like beasts and openly sold, and the various illegal mercenary groups and interstellar pirates in Virtue Harbor are very happy to buy them back at a high price, so that Boss Hu, a second-class dealer, can make a lot of money.
Some outlaws even saw their former arrested companions, and naturally they were more willing to be slaughtered.
The most expensive is naturally the female prisoner, this kind of slave can be bought back, can be used as a bodyguard or a combat member of the team during the day, and can help warm his bed at night, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Some of the lawbreakers living in Virtue Harbor carried the handles, they had a lot of money, and they bought a group of female biological slaves to bring home, forming a private security for their own villa apartments, and playing a game of the emperor's choice of concubines at night, and living a beautiful life.
Praise the Port of Virtue, this place is paradise!