Zhelisi had to nod. That was a fair point. The Dust Clan practiced a separation of powers; executive, legislative, and judicial authority were independent of one another. If the expedition to the Gibraltar Galaxy brought losses rather than profits, then even as commander-in-chief, he would certainly not escape punishment!
"Everyone, under normal circumstances, even if our military strength permitted it, how long would it take to annex the Gibraltar Galaxy..." Zhelisi suddenly asked.
Shibindu, captain of the Colorado Battleship, shook his head. "At least a hundred years. A galaxy is simply too vast. Defeating the enemy's main fleet is easy, but if they hide across the various planets and resist, we'll face enormous trouble!"
"What about now?" Zhelisi suddenly smiled. "The only force in all of Gibraltar worth mentioning is the Zerg. Even if we proceed steadily and take one colony a day, we can annex the entire Gibraltar Galaxy in less than a year. And as we take each planet, we establish sufficiently strong defenses there, leaving the Zerg no chance to counterattack. After a year, the Zerg will surely be defeated! Reducing a hundred years to one year is already the great God of Thunder watching over us. What do you all think..."
"A war of attrition? Hmm, that works too. At least there won't be any unexpected developments..." Shibindu was the first to agree.
But Kerry frowned deeply. "What if the Zerg become even stronger over the course of a year? Their reproductive ability is truly terrifying..."
Zhelisi spoke arrogantly. "Stronger? Forget giving the Zerg one year—even if we gave them ten, gentlemen, are you confident you could defeat them?"
Shibindu chuckled. "Lowly bugs. Forget ten years—even a hundred years. Give them all the time they want. What could they do to us?"
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