Global Crossing: Empire of Stars

"True. In an age when even high-level civilizations have been wiped out, how could we possibly hope to stand against the Ankordri?" The general gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

Despair filled the conference room so thickly it seemed ready to spill over. As the highest-ranking members of a civilization, they should have been steadfast, but being in positions of power also meant they understood the state of the entire Galactic Arm. That only left them more desperate than ordinary people.

"My civilization entered the stars too recently. My people don't know what has happened out there." Lin Zhichen asked with "sincere" curiosity:

"What happened? Why have I seen the ruins of civilizations everywhere I've gone?"

The group sat in the conference room like indifferent zombies. No one spoke.

The general muttered to himself, still lost in his own world, and didn't respond either.

Only the old man seated at the head of the table, who had remained silent all this time, sighed. "Unknown Psionic Master, you may call me Ante. I'm the current president of the Tunage Federation."

"Mr. President, I'm Lin, an Earl of the Dragon Soul Empire." Lin Zhichen nodded slightly. Secretly, he used Psionics to ease the aliens' resistance and obtain the information he wanted.

"A respected Psionic Master who is only an Earl... Your civilization must have made great strides in the Psionic Domain. If only you'd had enough time—what a pity." President Ante sighed and shook his head.

"It all happened about 260 years ago. The Mondevili Galactic Arm was once prosperous."

From the explanation that followed, Lin Zhichen finally learned the history of this Galactic Arm.

The Mondevili Galactic Arm's development before the war had been no different from that of the Milky Way Galaxy. The only difference was that this