These participants had no idea what kind of worlds they came from. Perhaps they were vastly different worlds, with civilizations that had already entered space, or perhaps civilizations similar to Earth's. But many participants held to one belief: power equaled value. Even after entering different worlds through Prometheus, that old way of thinking had not fundamentally changed.
It was precisely because of that belief that these participants thought they would be valued, overlooking the fact that power could also be a threat—a principle Earthlings understood better. There were also more important reasons: pride and public opinion. So no matter what these participants ultimately did, UNION would never let them off.
Even if other factions took them in, during this relatively peaceful period, they would not dare do so openly, much less place such reckless people in important positions.
Xiao Ran left Cell No. 3 with Graham. Once the cell door shut again, the two of them walked away.
"Graham."
"General."
Xiao Ran suddenly stopped walking. "How much of what that woman said do you think was believable?"
Graham spread his hands. "None of it. How could someone capable of building machines like those possibly not have suitable pilots prepared?"
"Heh." Xiao Ran chuckled and started walking again.
After thinking for a moment, Graham asked, "General, how should we deal with these people?"
"Celestial Being has a method specifically for people who are extremely dangerous but highly capable." Xiao Ran continued forward as he spoke slowly. "From now on, no one is to have contact with them."
"I understand." Graham's lips curled slightly as he stopped. Only after Xiao Ran had left did he turn toward the prison's surveillance room.
Walking through the bustling base, Xiao Ran looked up at the sky and whistled softly, smiling. "I never thought I'd run