The battle at Rigel had thoroughly cemented the status of the Star Sea Community, as well as the Osborn Group's leadership.
No one would continue to doubt the organization's mobilization capabilities or combat strength. Although they had been dealing with both Thanos and the Kree Empire at once, they had achieved remarkable results on both fronts.
Amid the turbulent situation, more civilizations began choosing sides, splitting off according to the dominant ideologies of their respective societies.
Those with relatively loose social structures chose to apply to join the Osborn Group, while those with clearly defined class hierarchies recalled the once-mighty Kree Empire and joined the other side.
"They chose to remain neutral and watch at first, but now that there are benefits to be had, they're all jumping out?" Harry shook his head. "List them as partner nations first and establish an evaluation system. In the future, not just anyone will be able to join."
"Yes, sir. I believe the other members will support this proposal as well."
To put it optimistically, the current member states had at least weathered hardship together, and they were more than enough to handle the current situation. There was no need for blind expansion.
But those fence-sitters could still be harvested, and the status of "partner nation" suited them perfectly.
From now on, any civilization wishing to join the Star Sea Community would have to undergo strict review. Resources, technology, or anything else—they would have to offer something convincing if they wanted in.
Through the viewport, they could see that construction of the Star Gate had entered its final stage. This star system now belonged to Osborn.
A "meteor" passed through the Jump Point and flew straight toward the Enterprise. It was Carol, freed from her predicament, and her expression was rather stiff.
She