"Yo! Good brothers! How are you doing? ”

“…… Look, who's coming. I just brewed a energy drink, I'll give you one, you're welcome. ”

"How many times have I said that those drones need to be used in the deep sea, and they can't be ...... Wait, there's a guest coming, go back and talk to you...... You're a representative of the Tinder Alliance, right? I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

A representative of the Tinder Alliance, who had just arrived at the new headquarters of the "Star Sea Community" and was still familiar with the environment, looked at the enthusiastic people around him with a confused expression, not knowing what was happening.

At this time, he was holding a hot functional drink in his hand, souvenirs from various civilizations hanging from his waist, and even a well-domesticated mollusk lying on his shoulder, rubbing his face affectionately.

Because the "Star Sea Community" received the interstellar gathering given by the "Guardian" as its headquarters, the Galactic Conference, which had been stagnant before, was also restarted.

As a member of the galactic civilization, the Tinder Alliance is naturally involved.

But from the moment his ship docked and he disembarked, he noticed the way people around him looked at him...... It's different!

Because their Tinder Alliance's rhetoric towards other civilizations is very fierce, there are basically few civilizations that look at them with a good face, either indifferent or disgusted.

But now, from these warm words, he saw goodwill, friendship, and even ...... Flattering.

“…… What happened? Before he could sort out the situation, he was crowded into the venue by the crowd and started the meeting inexplicably.

“…… Ahem, silence! Although there were still a few delegates who did not show up, they could not wait too long. Now I declare that the first post-war wrap-up meeting now begins! ”

With a sparse cry, a piece of table data appeared in front of each representative.

Interstellar gatherings do just that – get a group of people to meet.

However, the colossal-level venue still has a level of technology that cannot be underestimated, and at least there are many civilizations that have never actually been there before, and they have allowed delegates to participate in it for the first time in a long time.

The "Star Sea Community" is very happy about this, as for what their purpose is, this is not in the concern of the "Star Sea Community".

The table data flashed, and there was a lengthy congratulatory speech, congratulating the galaxy for surviving the crisis, and not too many people were absent.

Secondly, I would like to thank a few Lost Empires for their outstanding role in this crisis, although it is not clear whether the Lost Empires are watching or not, but the process still needs to be carried out.

Finally, each of the attendees is introduced, and many honorary prefixes are added to the representatives of several powerful civilizations.

This kind of formalism is not liked by anyone, and everyone understands it, but it has become one of the necessary processes as if it were conventional.

Listening to the content of these nonsense, the representative of the Tinder Alliance complained in his heart: "...... We will first raise an issue and prohibit this unhealthy trend. ”

The noisy and lengthy speeches were finally over, and the content of the tabular data changed again and again, and soon the sleepy delegates got serious.

The originally dull atmosphere turned serious, and everyone's expressions were very solemn, even the representatives of the fungal civilization without faces used electronic screens to cross their faces, using "serious" characters to represent their current expressions.

“…… This time, there are these civilizations that have left us forever...... Then, according to statistics, the number of people who died and disappeared in this crisis was, according to statistics, ...... And that's rising. ”

“…… Unfortunately, they didn't get to see the day when the stars rose again with us. All we can do is remember them and move on......"

There was silence in the community room, no one spoke, and everyone fell silent at this time.

This is the only thing they can do for the dead as the living, and it is their act to pay a moment of silence in the venue, and after the meeting, they will pay tribute to the dead with their own customs.

The custom of the Tinder Alliance is a space funeral, and they will build a "coffin ship" to carry the bodies of the war dead, and then sail to the cosmic void that no one can predict.

As an interstellar civilization, death is also death in space - this is their motto.

They also hold this ritual for the dying natives, because they hope that in this way, these civilizations that died before they could touch the starry sky can feel the warmth of the universe.

A solemn atmosphere enveloped the venue, and it took a while to recover.

Behind that string of numbers are the corpses of countless devotees, and it is with their efforts that civilization will still exist.

Expansion is part of the process of civilization, and remembering the past is the central means of keeping the road straight.

In the wake of this crisis, the civilizational cohesion of every civilization has been greatly improved as never before.

Their foundation is already very solid, and perhaps in the future, we will be able to see their shining moments.

“…… Then, the next step will be the next link. ”

The organizers, located in the center of the venue, operated the instruments and opened the interface full of topics for the first time in a long time.

The solemn and solemn atmosphere also turned relaxed, and these representatives of civilization understood that the real confrontation was about to begin.

“…… The first is the issue that has been interrupted due to the crisis - the establishment of the Star Sea Council. ”

For this matter, the representatives of the Tinder Alliance were not interested.

Their voting rights on this issue had long been sold to other civilizations at a suitable price, and now he was pondering when to bring up the "Space amoeba Protection Law".

"Well, this issue has already been decided for a long time, and now it is just an announcement."

Hearing this, the representatives of the Tinder Alliance felt a little strange.

“…… When did this happen? Isn't there still one place left for me? Did we miss a meeting? ”

Suspiciously, he asked the other delegates beside him, only to get an inscrutable look that made him even more strange.

It wasn't until he heard "-Tinder Alliance" and the other delegates looked at him enthusiastically that he realized something, and then looked at the picture in the center of the hall with the list of "Star Sea Council" reflected.

Among them, the Star Alliance, the Conqueror Empire, and the Serving Paradise are impressively listed, while the Tinder Alliance is somewhat out of place.

“…… This...... Isn't that right?"

He didn't even know how a civilization like theirs, which was ranked second to last in the Galactic Civilization Strength Table, could get this position, but the affirmative looks of the people around him seemed to have said something.

It wasn't until he stammered a lot of things like "I'm honored" and "Thank you" that he felt a little dizzy and didn't know what was going on.

He really didn't know that what they took for granted, but which was very bold in the eyes of other civilizations, was approved by the vast majority of civilizations.

The dedication of the Tinder Alliance and this crisis is obvious to all, and if there is an evaluation, they are enough to be called "great crisis fighters".

Perhaps the gap has faded since the moment their leaders gave impassioned speeches, contributed habitable planets to accommodate those fleeing, and held the starter of the planetary bomb.

What is now in the galaxy is not a wavering weak "tinder", but a rekindled "tinder".

(End of chapter)