Chapter 100: Goba Xiaof's Speech
Originally, when Yuri Gottne and his companions encountered their primitive kin, they had intended to communicate with these early-stage beings. Instead, those primitives launched an immediate attack with bows and slingshots. In response, Yuri Gottne and his group were forced to retaliate using their thermal radiation guns and space warships.
Although the primitive terrans wielded only cold weapons, their numbers were vast, and they charged forward recklessly. The technological superiority of the Ormei Empire’s terrans was undeniable, but their numbers were too few. Ultimately, Yuri Gottne and his team had no choice but to abandon the rescue mission and hurriedly withdraw from the Gekur base under the cover and support of their space warships.
Months later, Yuri Gottne asked Dadu Kur and Kabadur beside him, “Why is it that, although they are our own kind, these primitives treat us like enemies, determined to exterminate us without mercy or compassion?”
Kaba Dur and Dadu Kur exchanged glances before Kaba Dur replied, “Lowly savages will never comprehend what civilization means. They are hopeless.”
Dadu Kur recalled the interaction plan once proposed by Goba Xiaofu but felt the moment and place were unsuitable to voice it. So he said, “Perhaps they are so accustomed to their primitiveness that they cannot see eye to eye with us. They will never understand the true path of evolution. We must subdue them one by one to force them onto the correct evolutionary track.”
Yuri Gottne pondered this and then asked, “How is that human Qian Yanei’s battle going? Have they won?”
Kaba Dur answered, “My leader, you may rest assured. I will compose a detailed report for you tonight. Although Qian Yanei himself is mediocre, the strategist Wu Dong, sent by the Qian faction, is truly talented. I will make sure to explain everything thoroughly in the report.”
Nodding, Yuri Gottne continued, “Very well. When they capture our primitive brethren, aside from necessary reserves, hand over as many as possible to us. We will forcibly domesticate them, guiding them into modern civilization. You may leave now!”
“Understood, my leader!” Kaba Dur and Dadu Kur responded in unison before departing to their duties.
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What Yuri Gottne did not anticipate was that Goba Xiaofu, whom they believed buried beneath the ruins of the Gekur base explosion, was in fact alive, stationed at the Basin Base near the Junggar Basin. There, he was listening to Mor Ross report on the progress of their work.
Goba Xiaofu first asked, “Brother Chief of Staff, any good news?”
Mor Ross answered excitedly, “Yes, my leader. You truly are wise beyond measure…”
“Enough. Get to the point,” Goba Xiaofu interrupted.
Mor Ross continued, “Following your orders, we have been secretly aiding as many of our primitive kin as possible. Due to their large population, internal conflicts have displaced many. We always appear timely to help those victims through their hardships.”
Mor Ross caught his breath, then added, “By the time we arrived at Basin Base, they all knew of our existence. Unable to comprehend our technology, they began to see us as gods. We continuously denied and explained ourselves, as you instructed, until these displaced primitives who accepted our help wished to join us. They now number ten million and desire to meet you, pledging eternal loyalty to you, my leader. So, what do you think...?”
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Goba Xiaofu was thrilled. “Excellent, brother. You have not disappointed me. I plan to deliver a speech this afternoon to prepare for the formal establishment of our new government. Can you arrange that?”
Mor Ross replied, “No problem at all. They are eager and afraid you will reject them. They cannot wait to pledge themselves to you.”
Filled with excitement, Goba Xiaofu clenched his fist. “Good. You must ensure their work is organized swiftly.”
“I’ve already made arrangements. With this population of ten million, we can quickly seize the Lop Nur water source—note, this universe’s Lop Nur is a vast freshwater lake like a sea, unlike the Lop Nur of the original Zhang Dessen universe. We will develop agriculture extensively and use our stored high-tech industrial equipment at the base to rapidly restore industrial production. Education, medical care, and other services are no problem, as long as the population continues to grow.”
Goba Xiaofu’s enthusiasm soared. “Excellent, very good.”
Then Mor Ross asked, “My leader, should we rename the base?”
Goba Xiaofu was momentarily puzzled. “Why?”
Mor Ross explained, “We originally named it Basin Base because we started our exploration from the Junggar Basin and thought the base lay south of it. But recent measurements show it actually lies between the southeast of the Junggar Basin and the northeast of the Tarim Basin, in the eastern section of the Tianshan Mountains.”
“No need. Let it remain Basin Base to commemorate our founding under conditions without satellite positioning. Just make sure the afternoon speech is ready,” Goba Xiaofu instructed.
“Yes, my leader!” Mor Ross responded eagerly.
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Afternoon came swiftly. Beneath the blazing sun, all the terrans gathered excitedly, awaiting Goba Xiaofu’s speech. Their enthusiasm was undimmed by the heat.
On stage, Mor Ross opened with a stirring introduction: “Fellow countrymen, we have been separated for too long and have lost much because of it. Who reunites us and brings new hope? Our leader, Goba Xiaofu. Now, please warmly welcome him!”
Amid cheers, Goba Xiaofu stepped forward and addressed the crowd: “Fellow kin, greetings!”
The crowd erupted in joyous acclaim at his first words.
Their cheers inspired Goba Xiaofu deeply—something he had long desired but was previously suppressed by Yuri Gottne. Now, through this new channel, his spirit soared beyond words.
He began his speech:
“Today, your presence fills me with great encouragement, for we are together once again.” (Cheers)
“This journey has been hard. Cast aside and driven away by our own kind, we have lived a wandering life.”
“Previously, we were oppressed by those who claimed to be from a civilized world. They believed themselves superior, haughty, and sought to enslave us.”
“But in truth, our civilization is the greatest in the world, the noblest, and the most creative. Our civilization should rule the world, even larger realms, and we must never bow to those so-called higher intelligences who claim civilization!”
“Though our lives are hard now, I possess a powerful will to struggle. Even if I am not yet strong, I am far superior to those self-proclaimed civilized kin. As long as you follow me—Goba Xiaofu—wholeheartedly, the entire world and even the universe will be ours to command.”
“Then, our food and resources will far surpass today’s scarcity. We will no longer be abandoned or wander homeless. Those who once deemed themselves stronger, even superior, will be trampled beneath our feet. All glory and honor belong to you!”
The crowd erupted in cheers, chanting, “Long live the leader!”
After the speech, Goba Xiaofu retired to his quarters to rest, his spirits soaring. How Yuri Gottne would react to this news remained uncertain.
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That same evening, within the grand palace of the human Daxing Kingdom’s western capital, the entire palace was brightly decorated in celebration of Feng Yucai’s recent victory.
Seizing the moment of high spirits, Emperor Zhao Xinglong announced, “My ministers, our kingdom has safely weathered this crisis thanks to the general’s wisdom, forcing the enemy into a humiliating retreat northward. Without this, our kingdom would have been lost, and I would have been ashamed before my ancestors. Therefore, I intend to grant the general the title Marquis of Anbei and bestow additional households. What say you all?”
Everyone expressed approval. Yet Feng Yucai stood and said, “Your Majesty, please retract this decree. I am undeserving.”
While others praised the general’s humility, Feng Yucai continued, “Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you. Though I won the battle, it was not I who slew the enemy commander Wan Lü Wudi.”
The assembly was stunned. One asked immediately, “General, this is no jest. What happened?”
Feng Yucai then recounted the battle’s course that night and submitted the spoils collected during the cleanup.
Everyone, including Zhao Xinglong, was greatly surprised, except Chancellor Zhang Chengwei, who remained composed.
The enemy commander Wan Lü Wudi had actually been slain by a small personal guard unit personally trained by Zhang Dessen.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xinglong and Crown Prince Zhao Degou’s faces darkened, while the second prince Zhao Guangzhou, always allied with Chancellor Zhang Chengwei, grew visibly excited.