The battle came to a complete end, the aftershocks of the virtual battlefield gradually subsided, the barrier dissipated, and the entire space returned to peace.
Without taking a break, everyone tacitly returned and sat down again around the round table.
No one brought up the battle that had just taken the fate of both races, but everyone clearly remembered the final result.
Carol had fully recovered from the extreme cold and sat back down quietly, her expression calm yet tinged with a lingering melancholy.
The entire conference room remained deathly silent.
No one rejoiced in the victory, nor did anyone sympathize with the plight of the foreign race.
Everyone knows perfectly well that the real problems are only just beginning.
Clean up the hundreds of thousands of Skrull lurkers scattered across all walks of life on Earth.
This is not only a massive and time-consuming mega-project, but also an incredibly cruel and morally taxing undertaking.
No one spoke; all eyes were silently fixed on Rimuru and Carol, awaiting the final decision.
After a long silence, Carol sighed softly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Rimuru's words before the battle echoed repeatedly in her heart.
She and Nick Fury each bear an undeniable responsibility for this racial conflict and the intractable predicament it has become today.
For the past twenty years, she has possessed the power to traverse the universe and the ability to travel through the heavens, yet she has never been able to truly find a stable and permanent home for the displaced Skrull.
It was precisely this unfulfilled promise of protection that led the Skrulls had completely lost their home, to choose the most extreme course of action.
Parasitic on Earth, replacing humans, usurping the nest.
She felt guilty, remorseful, and angry at the Skrulls for their ingratitude and betrayal of their sanctuary.
A myriad of emotions swirled within her, making her fiercely resistant to the impending purge. But the bet was made, the outcome was already decided, and she had no room to escape.
Finally, Carol lowered her eyes, her tone calm yet weary, and accepted the outcome with equanimity.
"I lost."
"As previously agreed, you are to deal with the Skrulls on Earth yourselves."
I will not interfere with any of your plans.
After a brief pause, she held firm to her bottom line, adding.
"But I won't help with the cleanup either."
Upon hearing this, Rimuru slightly, completely unsurprised.
Having traversed the universe for years and witnessed the rise and fall of countless races, she has long since transcended the narrow perspective of a single civilization and is more like a patriarch who travels through the heavens.
She protects the weak and balances the strong; in her eyes, all races have an equal right to survival, a near-godlike neutral perspective.
Therefore, she could not bring herself to participate in the Carnage of another race.
Fortunately, she is rational enough and not a brainless saint.
Knowing that the existence of the Skrulls already threatens the survival of humanity, she will not obstruct humanity's path to self-preservation for the sake of a weaker race.
As a human being, not helping, not stopping, and remaining neutral throughout the process was the most reasonable choice she could make.
Rimuru secretly rejoiced.
This shows that Carol has a clear understanding of priorities and the Daju.
If she blindly sympathizes and stubbornly tries to stop the plan, even if she wins the competition today, she will still face endless troubles and never have a peaceful day.
This result is now the optimal solution.
All the choices, all the pressure, all the cruelty and infamy that others were unwilling to bear, ultimately fell on his shoulders.
It doesn't matter.
This kind of "bad guy" role that someone has to play—if he doesn't do it, no one else will dare to do it, and no one will be willing to do it.
For the sake of the survival of human civilization, I will bear all the blame; now I am the number one weightlifting Champion of the Great Blue Star.
Besides, as long as I do this cleanly enough, no one will know that I did it.
Who says secrets can't be kept forever? As long as this matter doesn't get out, justice will always be delayed.
Rimuru around at everyone at the round table. Seeing that no one objected or offered any new proposals, he immediately made the final decision.
"Since no one has any objections, let's proceed as previously agreed."
" Tony and Banner are in charge of mass-producing the bio-wave detection devices for targeted screening and precise location of all lurking Skrulls."
"I'm in charge of mass-producing combat robots, handling most of the assault, containment, and elimination work."
"The rest of you, coordinate with the equipment and robots, and assist in clearing out all Skrull lurking forces on Earth, divided into zones."
Consider it a belated and covert defense against an alien invasion.
This invasion, however, was devoid of heavy artillery fire and interstellar fleets; it was a silent process of replacement and gradual encroachment.
Everyone nodded in silence, tacitly agreeing to the entire implementation plan.
The Daju.
Rimuru then turned to look at Carol, who had remained silent the entire time, her heart filled with guilt.
The tone was not accusatory, but simply comforting with the facts.
" Captain Marvel, you don't need to feel too guilty."
"Racial conflict between humans and Skrulls is bound to erupt sooner or later."
"It was only a matter of time; it wasn't your fault or mine."
"Even if I hadn't stepped forward to break the ice and finalize the purge plan today, someone else would have done it in the future."
"The conflict that was destined to erupt could not be avoided."
That's what they said, but everyone present was still preoccupied.
Even if they rationally understand that this is for self-preservation and for the survival of humanity.
But emotionally and morally, the purge of hundreds of thousands of lives remains an insurmountable obstacle.
Everyone felt a weight on their hearts, a subtle sense of self-reproach.
Rimuru saw everyone's inner turmoil, struggle, and reluctance.
He knew the nature of these Avengers well.
They are all kind-hearted people who uphold moral principles.
Aside from Nick Fury, that opportunistic and shady intelligence chief.
Even if you understand all the reasoning, if you actually take action, you'll likely lose sleep over it for decades to come.
In order to completely relieve everyone of their psychological burden and completely cut off moral strife.
Rimuru decided to let them see the real future for themselves.
No need for them to guess, no need for them to overthink, just see for themselves.
With a thought, Rimuru began to retrieve the complete plot memories of " Secret Invasion " that he had seen in his previous life.
Simultaneously, with the assistance of Black Dragon's computing power, the original future of this timeline is accurately completed and reproduced.
Every detail, every conspiracy, every tragedy, every hidden truth—all are faithfully recreated.
After doing all this, Rimuru slowly spoke, his voice calm and clear.
Everyone, please take a close look.
"The choices we make today are, from beginning to end, a fight for the sake of all human civilization."
"I don't want you to grow old decades from now, looking back on the choices you made today, filled with guilt and unable to rest at night."
The crowd, who had been hanging their heads in silence, all looked up at the sound, their eyes filled with doubt and curiosity.
They wanted to know what he wanted them to see.
Rimuru looked at everyone and, word by word, revealed the coldest truth.
"What you are about to see is the future this timeline would have led if I hadn't appeared today, hadn't intervened, and hadn't eliminated the potential risks beforehand."
The giant virtual screen slowly lit up, unfolding a series of cold, realistic images of the future.
The meeting room fell eerily silent.
Everyone watched silently as the original timeline unfolded naturally without Rimuru's interference.
In the image, the Earth is already riddled with holes.
High-ranking officials, political figures, and core military personnel in various countries have long been silently and extensively infiltrated and replaced by the Skrulls. The entire top echelon of power on Earth is indistinguishable from the real ones, and is completely controlled by this alien race in secret.
Even their comrade-in-arms, Agent Hill, who fought alongside them day and night, perished in this invasion.
War Machine Rhodey is no longer himself.
The real Rhodey was imprisoned for many years, and the Skrull took his place, infiltrating the highest levels of the Avengers and the U. S. military. They secretly manipulated national policies, stirred up trouble, and misled the United States. president step by step, nearly triggering a global nuclear war that would have pushed all of humanity into the abyss of utter destruction.
The group also saw Talos.
The Skrull leader who was kind and gentle, always helping humans, and whose only wish was to find a safe home for his people.
He always upheld goodwill and tried his best to stop his own kind from invading humanity, but in the end, because he was unwilling to participate in the internal strife and was unwilling to destroy humanity, he was brutally murdered by his radical fellow tribesmen and met a tragic end.
What's even more chilling are the two Super-Skrull that appear at the end of the scene.
They combined the superpowers of multiple Avengers, possessing the talents of many powerful individuals. Their speed, strength, resistance, and skills completely overwhelmed ordinary heroes, making them the ultimate weapon for the Skrulls' invasion of Earth.
Tragedy, betrayal, suspicion, Civil War, and nuclear crisis unfolded one after another.
There was no exaggerated alien fleet.
The mere act of silently infiltrating and quietly replacing is enough to bring human civilization to the brink of complete collapse.
After seeing the complete truth about the future, everyone at the round table fell completely silent.
The last bit of moral turmoil, reluctance to let go, and self-doubt in my heart were completely suppressed.
Today's purge is not the Carnage of foreigners.
It is a catastrophe that prematurely severs humanity's future and leads to its extinction.