The elderly Enrojet scientist's eyes were filled with confusion.
To it, the behavior of these Human Civilization warships was utterly bizarre.
Not only had they stopped in a scattered, disorderly formation around the Enrojet warships, but they had also left their Warp Drives running.
The spacetime fluctuation detectors even revealed that these warships had deployed Curvature Bubbles to protect themselves.
It was as though they were ready to enter a curvature state again at any moment.
What was this supposed to be?
Whether the humans accepted the proposal to negotiate or continued their guerrilla warfare until the Flagship exhausted its last drop of energy, neither choice should have produced such a strange scene, as far as the elderly scientist was concerned.
While it was puzzling over this, a tachyon message arrived from the Human Fleet's "Flagship."
The notification on the screen immediately lifted the elderly scientist's spirits.
As the Translation Program activated, lines of Enrojet text rapidly appeared before its eyes.
The cold words on the screen slowly froze the smile on its face.
"Wh... what?"
The elderly scientist could hardly believe its eyes. "Hand over all control authority over our warships?"
"Transfer all control authority over our civilization's Central Computer?"
"Become their vassal civilization?!"
The corners of its eyes twitched several times. Even with the medication's help, it could no longer maintain its composure.
It flew into a rage, its eyes flashing viciously. "Damn Human Civilization!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"
"Attack!! Keep attacking!!!"
It was not alone. The other high-ranking Enrojet officials in the Command Center also wore expressions of varying anger.
How could they not know what becoming a vassal civilization meant?!
In their view, regardless of who won this war, the Enroget Civilization possessed the deterrent power of a Spatial Weapon. Surely that entitled them to deal with