The Conference Center was in an uproar, with delegations from every civilization all talking among themselves.
No one paid any attention to Malenberry.
Seeing how uncooperative the alliance members below were, Malenberry's expression darkened.
He raised his voice once more and called on the representatives of the various civilizations to join the discussion they had just been having.
Yet he was ignored again.
Left with no choice, Malenberry reported the situation here to the Horsehead Civilization's highest Decision Maker.
Guluo, the Horsehead Civilization's highest Decision Maker, had just finished speaking with senior officials from the intelligence department.
He had learned the truth behind the disappearance of their joint fleet.
He was not in a particularly good mood at that moment.
Upon hearing Malenberry's report, Guluo's face immediately sank.
"This rabble! We never should have let them join us!"
He curled his lip and snorted disdainfully.
At that moment, a favored attendant beside him smiled ingratiatingly and reminded him.
"Lord Ma Aote, you should look at this from the bright side. Isn't it precisely because these short-sighted civilizations have no opinions of their own and only haggle over petty gains that we were able to unite them so easily?"
"They only want compensation now. Just give it to them."
"After all, if we want to launch a counterattack against District Ten, we'll need their strength!"
The words of that heavily made-up attendant, who looked neither male nor female, did remind Ma Aote of something.
Hearing this, he nodded with a grim expression.
"Humph!"
"I'd like to see how many benefits they plan to demand this time!"
"Let's go! To the Conference Center!"
With that, Ma Aote stood up and boarded his enormous spaceship forged entirely from pure gold.
Li Chen led a massive fleet into the territory of the Beastman Civilization.