Sigcon Starfield.
Meanwhile, in the circular conference hall of the Sigcon Federation, the suffocating atmosphere was almost unbearable. The red alert flashing continuously on the holographic projection reflected the solemn faces of everyone present.
"What should we do?"
A congressman in a dark blue robe finally broke the silence, his voice trembling with barely concealed fear.
The Zisen Holy Empire was a terrifying entity that had conquered vast starfields with overwhelming power. And now, this behemoth had set its sights on the Sigcon Starfield.
Their options were limited, and their chances of resisting were slim!
The newly appointed Chairman Aoweir tightly gripped the resignation letter left by the previous chairman, his knuckles turning white from the force. The old fox not only took vast treasures with him but also left him with this mess to clean up.
"Perhaps surrender will save the people…"
