The Missing Heisen Fleet

As Anit looked at the file Lin Yu had sent over, he fell into a daze.

After more than a hundred thousand years of inheritance, it had become another civilization's subordinate in my generation. My name would probably be forever nailed to the pillar of shame of the Heisen Republic, wouldn't it?

However, Anit did not regret it. This was the only way he could think of to preserve his civilization.

Fine, at least I should first see just how harsh this human's terms for subordinate civilizations were.

With a bitter smile, Anit opened the Subordinate Civilization Agreement he had just received and began reading it carefully.

Time continued to pass, and Anit's expression changed almost every minute.

No regular tribute was required?

When the Sovereign Civilization went to war, the other civilizations would not be forcibly required to participate?

A subordinate civilization's unique technologies would not be demanded by the Sovereign Civilization unless offered voluntarily. Even if they were voluntarily handed over, the Sovereign Civilization would compensate the subordinate civilization with contribution points?

No wonder.

Charlie, that guy with such a strong vanity, had become someone else's subordinate civilization so readily. There had not even been the slightest trace of grievance on his face earlier.

So that was why!

According to this agreement, becoming a subordinate civilization would not only prevent their development from stagnating due to the Sovereign Civilization's exploitation, but would instead allow the entire civilization to develop rapidly within this system.

Anit slowly raised his head and happened to see the faint upturn at the corner of Lin Yu's lips as he looked at him.

"How is it? Any problems?"

"None, absolutely none!"

Upon hearing Lin Yu's words, Anit immediately shook his head and replied.

Give me a break. If he missed an opportunity like this,