Talodan Civilization.
With the help of the Stabilization Device, Aldan's furry, round body was "squashed" against the transparent porthole.
He paid no attention to his slightly distorted face, merely gazing at the distant scene beyond the porthole.
As he watched the eleven fleets that had surrounded the Talodan fleet activate their Hall Thrusters and slowly depart, delight flickered in his eyes.
"It worked!"
"The Eugene Civilization is retreating!!"
Aldan pulled himself away from the porthole, raised his short paws, and loudly announced the good news that lifted the Panda People's spirits.
A moment later, cheers erupted all around him.
Every Talodan swayed their round body, using their assist device to trace beautiful arcs through the air-they were expressing their joy at surviving the ordeal.
Except Milo.
Still unable to use his assist device, Milo could only stand quietly on the deck with the help of the Stabilization Device, watching his companions with envy written across his face.
Suddenly, a voice shattered the jubilant atmosphere aboard the ship.
"Then, in seven days, can we refuse the Human Civilization's demands?"
The cheering Command Center quickly fell silent.
That's right! Since the Eugene Civilization had retreated, they could survive safely even without the Human Civilization's protection!
At that moment, this naive thought began to circulate among the Panda People, who had only recently left their homeworld and had little contact with alien civilizations.
After all, who would want to become another civilization's vassal civilization if they could live freely?!
After a brief silence, everyone turned their hopeful eyes toward Aldan, who stood beside the porthole.
Unlike them, Aldan, the leader who had guided their civilization out of danger several times, had a deeper understanding of the darkness and coldness between civilizations.
And so, facing everyone's expectant gaze, Aldan slowly shook his head.
Just