Deep Space Wandering Fleet
Chapter 653 - 649: Helping Them Forge Military Achievements

Chapter 653: Chapter 649: Helping Them Forge Military Achievements

The Big Squid spoke again, "The most crucial factor is whether the other party has enough AmiBa points. If they can’t even produce 1000 AmiBa points, the following negotiations will be difficult."

"It’s a Level 4 Civilization, how could they not have even 1000 points?"

"You’ve seen it yourself; it seems like they have a major base in their rear... True or not, they could indeed be very poor... and 1000 points is no small figure."

Indeed, 1000 AmiBa points was no small number; it could buy a whole set of top-notch technology from a Level 4 Civilization.

Al Planet Six was deliberating, if the other party truly didn’t have that much money, what should be done? Should they demand compensation in equivalent technology? That would make things even more complex and difficult, and the other party would likely not agree to it.

At this thought, his face darkened once more.

As time passed day by day, the negotiation, filled with stumbling blocks, did not go smoothly. The two sides exchanged their difficulties, but disputes arose from time to time without a clear consensus.

Since they never reached an agreement and with constant pressure from the rear, the political situation began to destabilize, and Al Planet Six felt he could be overthrown by political rivals at any moment. The rumors in the rear were getting incredibly exaggerated; he couldn’t afford to delay any longer...

On the seventh day, Al Planet Six gritted his teeth and laid down his final line: "1000 AmiBa points is our bottom line! Not a point less!"

"Without sufficient spoils, our entire force will be purged!"

"If we can’t reach an agreement, then there’s no need to continue, prepare for battle... Go back and think it over! This is truly our last stand, we can’t go any lower. You guys go back, tomorrow is the last day of negotiations, I don’t have time to delay here anymore."

The atmosphere became very solemn; it was not as tense as the first day but carried an underlying lethality.

After this round of discussions ended, with a bit of hesitation, people walked heavily as they exited the opponent’s spaceship.

"Old Zhang, what should we do next? It seems the other party is serious."

Yang Fan licked his dry lips, calming his heartbeat.

"I need to think, think some more... This is troublesome." Zhang Yuan was somewhat unsure, but based on these days of negotiation, it seemed the other side had indeed reached their bottom line.

He was hesitant.

Firstly, he didn’t know whether the other party was telling the truth.

Secondly, they didn’t have enough AmiBa points on hand, and even if they cobbled together some using technology, what if the other side reneged after receiving it?

That was too risky!

Appeasement wasn’t so easy; he feared the other side’s greed.

"I feel he’s telling the truth, although there’s no solid evidence... If we can’t reach an agreement, we’ll really have to fight." Zhang Yuan said slowly, frowning.

"I feel the same way... Like this."

After such seven days of lengthy negotiations, the two sides had also gained a slight understanding of each other. The political ideology of the Big Squid was rather outdated; negotiating with this fellow was like talking past each other.

"Do we really have to concede 1000 AmiBa points?" a representative asked.

Everyone fell silent, no one spoke up.

Now, it came to the worst scenario, the other side had thrown their bottom line, yet it was still unacceptable to the humans.

It was the Apollo Civilization who had come to seize the War Star; now stuck between a rock and a hard place, why should the New Human Civilization concede?

"I do have one idea," Zhang Yuan suddenly said after a long pause.

"What idea?" everyone looked over.

"...it’s just that this method is a bit odd, and it might not succeed."

Zhang Yuan recalled the previous probe, frowning, "When we issued the last ultimatum, we deliberately exaggerated our own battle losses, remember?"

That probe was known to everyone; the New Humans had exaggerated their battle losses publicly, condemning the other party, demanding compensation, essentially offering the other side a way out. If the politicians from the other side could accept this olive branch, it meant their logical reasoning was something humans could understand.

"From their standpoint, not having enough spoils results in losing their position; what he’s really afraid of is personal losses. This kind of thought... Well, it’s quite similar to many bureaucrats from the Earth Era... lighting up others to illuminate oneself, haha."

"Could we help the other party fabricate some military achievements? According to human tradition, spoils are of two types, one is economic benefits, and the other is military prestige..."

"I don’t know if they have such traditions. Some victories might not bring economic benefits but do bring political prestige. We might as well fabricate some additional military victories for them."

"What?" Old Yang was stunned, unable to believe that such a method could exist, "Would the other side agree to this? That’s just absurd!"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Political absurdities... are plenty, after all. If you are well-read in Earth’s history, you would know that such things have happened more than once or twice. We might as well give it a try. I do think it has some feasibility."

"If this plan doesn’t work, alas..."

The next day, when negotiations resumed, the New Human Side first rejected the Apollo Civilization’s ultimate bottom line and then proposed another plan.

"Al Planet Six, the 1000 AmiBa points, we really can’t produce them, we truly can’t, and we don’t have any special technology. But we can offer you another plan, and if you adopt this plan, you need to pay us 50 AmiBa points."

Al Planet Six’s face turned darkly purple, it was one thing for them to reject his offer, but now they actually wanted him to pay an extra 50 AmiBa points, what was this?

Did they think he was a fool?

Right then, he was on the verge of exploding.

But after hearing the entire plan, he was utterly shocked.

"Falsify military achievements?!"

Falsifying military achievements was essentially fabricating military honors. Could this really work?

Military honors, the thing of great political value, impossible to buy!

But upon further thought, it seemed indeed feasible, given they were still in a hostile state... and moreover, falsifying military achievements had been used once before by them with great success. The public and soldiers truly believed they had won a victory, boosting support by six percentage points.

If the enemy could help him fabricate military honors, even if there were no economic benefits, it wouldn’t really matter, because it would bring immense political prestige!

As long as there is a victory, why worry about no prospects? Behind him, the Great Force had plenty of opportunities for recruitment!

But how could he trust these cunning creatures?