The threats had failed, the interrogation had gotten nowhere, and someone had even threatened him in return. In a foul mood, Garcia directly ordered the execution of all the players they had captured.
A few minutes later, the subordinate in charge of the executions returned to report, cursing nonstop.
"These natives are stubborn as hell. Even with death staring them in the face, they kept shouting that they'd come back and send me to my grave."
Garcia nodded slightly. "Interesting. I thought they were only tough talkers, but now it seems they really do have the blood of fearless warriors in them. If we can find a chance to bring this native civilization under our control, it'll greatly benefit our development!"
The Layas Civilization's government in exile now ruled over barely more than a million people. In the vastness of the universe, that number could only be described as pitifully small.
Hoping to defeat the mighty Apostle Holy City and reclaim their lost territory with so few people was nothing but a pipe dream.
During their flight, the Layas Civilization had held several lengthy discussions about this harsh reality.
Everyone wanted to restore their country, but how could they do it?
The moderates' proposal was—
First, find other civilizations defeated by the Apostle Holy City and unite with them to form an anti-Apostle Holy City alliance.
Second, vigorously develop mechanical and psionic technology. These two fields could effectively make up for their lack of population in the short term and help them better fight the Apostle Holy City in the long run.
Third, after the anti-Apostle Holy City alliance had established itself in the universe, contact other civilizations that hadn't yet been attacked by the Apostle Holy City and form an even larger alliance to fight it together.
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