The GT star person’s face turned ashen, but they couldn't refute it. Indeed, everyone had heard what they had said earlier, and they had shamelessly approached after being threatened with having their star system flattened.
If they had known this would happen, they would never have spoken such words, but it was too late for anything now.
For the sake of their own star system, they had no choice but to come and act as if they were begging for mercy.
They took two deep breaths and said, "I truly know I was wrong. Please forgive me."
Ceci sighed softly, "A few days ago, you must have seen the news about the insect race on the star net.
I don't care what others say about the insect race, and the insect race has no intention of befriending anyone. But now, the Crown Prince of the insect race has been born, and I want a more peaceful universe for my child to have a better life."
The GT star leader's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, not understanding what Ceci meant. A fatal long sword hung over their head, and they didn't know when it would fall.
Fortunately, Ceci didn't intend to torture them and said directly, "If my child had heard what you said earlier, they would likely be unhappy. Therefore, the insect race will not consider diplomatic relations with those who speak carelessly."
The GT star leader trembled all over, their body swaying precariously. They had an opportunity to lead the GT star system to greater heights, and what could be more cruel than watching this opportunity shatter before their eyes, broken by their own hands?
But they had nothing to say; after all, they were the one who had spoken carelessly and speculated about the insect race first.
Ceci smiled faintly, "Please continue, everyone."
The atmosphere in the conference room was momentarily stagnant, then quickly returned to a heated state. Any leader who wasn't too foolish knew what to choose between the GT star people and the insect race.
After a long while, regarding diplomatic relations with the insect race, all the leaders had verbally reached an agreement with the insect race. According to the rules, they would submit more formal documents after returning to their respective planets, send envoys for mutual visits, and then finally sign the agreement.
As everyone returned to their seats, satisfied, the GT star person's cold voice came through, "Heh, those people also said a lot of bad things about the insect race. Did you not hear it and pretend not to know?"
Many people frowned. Had this GT star leader lost their mind in extreme anger? Did dragging others down like this benefit the GT star people in any way?
The GT star leader was indeed furious. They regretted it as soon as they spoke. Even if those races were not as powerful as the insect race, if diplomatic relations with the insect race failed because of this, the anger would be unbearable for a single GT star person.
They looked nervously at Ceci's reaction, hoping that those who had also spoken carelessly would be punished like them, yet also hoping that the insect race would not blame them.
One second seemed to stretch into a century. Ceci chuckled softly, "Yes, I know some people also said unpleasant things about the insect race, but,
aren't you a cautionary tale?
I'll give them another chance. Do they still dare to speak nonsense now, hmm?"
The drawn-out "hmm" at the end landed heavily on everyone's hearts. At this moment, no one dared to admit that they had echoed the GT leader's words.
But it was true, as Ceci said, no one would speak carelessly in the future.
The GT star leader was completely silenced.
Ceci scanned the surroundings, taking in everyone's varied expressions before speaking:
"To reassure everyone, the insect race will attend the interstellar conference for the next three years and promises not to proactively attack other races."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they felt much more at ease. This was truly good news.
Lin Zhiyuan glanced at Ceci. In fact, the insect race had not proactively attacked other races for at least thirty years before this.
It was just that the image of the insect race was so deeply ingrained in everyone's minds that their perception had become distorted.
However, regardless, today's meeting had, in a sense, propelled the development of the entire interstellar community and was the kind of event that would be remembered in interstellar history.
Lin Zhiyuan smiled slightly and said softly, "Then this matter comes to a conclusion. I actually asked everyone to come today to discuss the death of Federal Chairman Sabna and the selection of the next Federal Chairman."
The atmosphere instantly became strange again. Everyone had almost forgotten that the purpose of their gathering today was the mysteriously deceased Federal Chairman.
But... the insect race's army and the public opinion on the star net, everyone knew about it. So, did the death of Federal Chairman Sabna have anything to do with the insect race?
Ceci smiled faintly, "The insect race would not use such underhanded methods to deal with such an idiot. Would they need such means?"
Everyone was relieved. The King of the insect race would not lie about such a person.
Then how did Sabna die?
Lin Zhiyuan played the footage of Sabna's death on the transparent screen. His head had been cleanly severed, likely by a very sharp weapon.
There were also several autopsy reports for Sabna, but the killer had been extremely clean, leaving no clues.
At the time of the incident, there was a brief power outage in the conference room floors. Sabna was alone in the conference room, and there were soldiers guarding outside.
Under these circumstances, it was quite normal for the insect race, who were stationed outside the Federal Star, to be the primary suspect.
The matter of Sabna's death was temporarily set aside. There were at least eighty thousand to a hundred thousand people who died mysteriously in the interstellar community every year. Sabna was just the Federal Chairman, so he received more attention.
How many high-ranking officials did not have enemies?
Most importantly, although the Federation's status was awkward and often overlooked, it was still an important neutral platform.
The Federal Chairman still needed to be chosen carefully.
Lin Zhiyuan pressed twice in the air, and the image on the transparent screen changed, revealing several portraits of young people who had applied to become the next Chairman on the Federal Star.
The youth in the center seemed to be the most outstanding. At a young age, they had already helped the Federation successfully host many large-scale events and were quite well-known on the Federal Star.
Finally, after discussion, this young person received unanimous agreement and became the next Federal Chairman. They were an orphan and their name was
A Ji.