The Galente Federation was no longer in its former heyday, when money flooded around their feet.
With tens of millions of billions of Federation Credits in funding, the President would rather allocate the money to War Fleet manufacturing plants, interstellar fortress repair projects, and mechanized assembly-line armories.
Over the past several thousand years of Civilization War, because the Galente Federation had always been at a disadvantage, and had not found sufficiently reliable external aid, it could only force itself onward.
By now, the pressure on Federation society and its people had long since reached its threshold.
There was a reason why the Wizard Civilization had chosen to launch its general offensive several centuries ago, rather than raising the tide of total attack even earlier.
They had struck with this brazen blow at precisely the moment when the Federation, from top to bottom, had been pushed to its absolute limit.
The tide of clones sweeping across the Federation—was it truly only about whether clones should be granted human rights?
Aside from the Hot Potato of clones, there was another, even more important reason: every aspect of Federation society had become deeply dissatisfied with the status quo.
From the President above to the common people below, all were profoundly dissatisfied with the situation before them.
If the Galente Federation did not descend into chaos now, then what was it waiting for?
That said, despite being beset by troubles within and without, the Federation had somehow still managed to barely withstand wave after wave of Wizard Civilization offensives.
Though the situation on the front lines had collapsed again and again.
The fact that the Galente Federation had held on until now was already a miracle!
Another World Civilization might not have been able to endure as stubbornly as the Galente Federation before them.