Galaxy Domination Guide

The meeting ended, Secretary of State Robinson and Minister of Defense Aidington bid farewell to the President and left the "temporary White House."

At this time, heavy snow began to fall from the sky, the large snowflakes landing on people's heads,

Robinson, who normally did not have much contact with the Minister of Defense, turned his head for a glimpse at Aidington right before exiting the doors of the "temporary White House." At that moment, Minister Aidington also happened to cast his gaze over.

Their eye contact lasted less than a second. Then, Robinson lowered his head to enter the car waiting for him. Once seated, he unbuttoned his woolen coat and gazed out at the heavy snow, not uttering a word.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

His driver, however, couldn't help but remark, "The snow is really heavy this year."

Robinson responded, "It's not small."

His car was the first to leave the estate, heading east. Afterwards, Aidington's car left the estate and went in the opposite direction.

Over an hour later, two unassuming cars drove into the backyard of a villa in Kalorama, an upscale neighborhood in the northern part of Washington.

Once the cars were parked, two individuals emerged. It was Robinson and Aidington!

The two exchanged a glance, said nothing, and the servants in the villa did not react to their presence, allowing them to directly enter the mansion and proceed to the study on the second floor.

Robinson knocked on the door respectfully and waited momentarily, seemingly for a signal. Upon receiving it, he pushed open the door and entered, followed closely by Aidington.

The room was dim, the normally large, well-lit windows were covered by thick curtains, and no lights were on in the room. There appeared to be a figure behind the large desk, hunched over and writing or drawing something.

Robinson and Aidington took a position side by side and bowed to the figure behind the desk.

The person behind did not speak, and it was then that Robinson began, "We have secured Beilevin, convinced him to abandon the idea of further approaching Iridium Star, and made him believe that joining the Star Alliance is a terribly bad idea."

Robinson continued, "Before coming here, I also conveyed a message to our organization in Europe, instructing them to stabilize their own governments, to observe and coolly handle the movements of Iridium Star and the Star Alliance."

The sound of pencil scratching against paper continued, but the person behind the desk still did not seem inclined to speak.

Now Aidington spoke, "The Pentagon is also ready to set aside conflicts with Country C for the time being. Now that Iridium Star backs Country C, escalating the situation in the East Sea and South Sea could trigger a conflict with Iridium Star, which would be very disadvantageous for us."

Aidington's face was expressionless, but his tone betrayed some hesitation, "Your order to fully withdraw the personnel that might come into direct contact with Iridium Star forces and to prepare for the contraction of our organization – isn't that a bit too cautious?"

Finally, the sounds of writing and drawing came to a stop, and silence enveloped the room. Aidington's expression remained rigid, but a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

A childish voice came from behind the desk, sounding unexpectedly like a girl of only a few years of age,

"To rashly contact this extraterrestrial civilization was already extremely reckless. The Iridium Star people are not like Earthlings; there is too great a disparity in civilizational levels. We've lost two of our kin and exposed ourselves. Although the Iridium Star people haven't initiated any obvious action against us, they are certainly brewing something," said the girl, her voice cold as ice.

The girl in the shadows lifted her head, a cherubic blonde lass no older than eight. Like Robinson and Aidington, her face was devoid of any expression, save for her large, animated aqua-blue eyes, clear yet unfathomably deep.

"Since our arrival on this planet and our awakening here, our understanding has been limited to humans of Earth. We spent nearly a hundred years studying them and developed ways to exist within their society, covertly making these humans our unwitting slaves.

Seventy-seven years ago, the United Heart Society was wisely established, creating the principles for our survival and proliferation—hide behind the scenes, manipulate humanity with the power of capital, forcing them to provide us with host bodies for parasitism and sources of pleasure.

We advocate for individual freedoms among humans, letting them believe they hold the utmost power and are the masters of their states, yet at the same time, we deprive them of the right to make a livelihood, forcing the truly destitute to work for us, draining every drop of their labor. Humans toil for us their entire lives and gain nothing in return.

This society, created by humans themselves, is perfectly suited for our species to thrive. We remain concealed and possess intelligence beyond human reach; we drive humans to work incessantly while we do nothing, lying in luxury estates, indulging in the sensory pleasures of heroin and sex.

The great bear of Eastern Europe once posed a threat to the magnificent order forged by our race. Thus, we dispatched our kin to invade their simple minds, particularly when one of our own became that 'map-brained' individual, accelerating our success, eventually bringing down the great bear and turning the region into a playground for the capital oligarchs.

However, the United Heart Society has become somewhat overly engrossed in the rapid accumulation and enjoyment of capital. The old worms have grown complacent, and over thirty years ago, we lowered our guard, allowing a Giant Dragon to rise as a potential threat to our existence. Fortunately, the same methods could be applied a second time.

We sent our kin there, and although it took longer and for some reason was not entirely conducive to our existence, most believe that with time—perhaps thirty years, maybe half a century—we will prevail once more.

Humans are staggeringly foolish creatures. Feed them a few flashy concepts, and they fail to notice the real problems lurking beneath the table. Likewise, those equally greedy human businessmen tirelessly chase profits, unaware that in the end, we will devour their brains and strip them of their wealth.

On this planet, we are the masters, and they are the slaves; money and capital are our chains and tools.

Yet some of our kin have grown too lax. They not only underestimate the Giant Dragons but also show contempt for the Iridium Star people, who we do not fully understand. They rashly venture into the cities of the Iridium Star people, even launching terrorist attacks on their Chancellor.

Such acts make me question if some of our kin have spent too long in human bodies, causing their intelligence to diminish."

Robinson and Aidington humbly bowed their heads, not daring to directly look at the girl, whose appearance was endearingly cute but whose tone was gratingly mature.

The girl then opened a drawer beside the desk and took out a pink pastry box, from which she pinched a piece of cookie with her delicate fingers. The cookie was a verdant green, emitting a peculiar scent that many in North America would recognize as coming from a marijuana-based treat.

The girl popped the greenish cookie into her mouth like a snack, chewing like an adorable squirrel. A rare look of content flashed across her usually expressionless face, albeit faintly.

"Stop interacting with the Iridium Star people. Earth has over seven billion humans, and we are few, which allows us to hide among such a vast population without being discovered by the Iridium Star people. What we should do, we continue doing. The Star Alliance that the Iridium Star people have put together looks quite promising.

The Chancellor with Earthly origins, if he does not intend to disrupt the current economic structure of Earth, even if he supports the enterprises of C country, it is beneficial for us. As long as we control the capital and influence the economy through conglomerates and financial groups, we can continue to enslave humanity.

No matter how advanced the Iridium Star people make Earth's technology, we are the beneficiaries.

Once we understand this technology more and infiltrate the Star Alliance's economic system using the power of capital, devouring this so-called Empire will not be impossible. Even if we can't, as long as we remain hidden, we can continue to survive."

Robinson then asked, "What about the new cabinet taking office next month? Shall we still..."

After finishing another cookie and wiping her delicate hands with an embroidered handkerchief, the girl said, "Stop exposing our kin to the sunlight, including the two of you. After your terms end, keep out of the public eye and find a place to live in seclusion, and enjoy life. We have plenty of resources and can control the White House and Congress through lobbying groups and interests.

We should also lessen our official interactions with Iridium Star and C country. Stick to the old playbook, you're familiar with it. On the one hand, deal with matters related to extraterrestrials coldly; on the other, distort and demonize them. We don't necessarily need to make people hate the Iridium Star people, but make them fear them. The more estrangement, the more misunderstanding.

And it's in such conditions that our species will be safer."

Robinson nodded vigorously and said, "Absolutely, Chancellor, your strategy is brilliant. We could argue that while Iridium Star's technology is advanced, they lack morals and human rights. They persecute people indiscriminately and show no respect for other nations, suggesting ulterior motives will be effective."

Aidington added, "We might as well bring out those fabricated old tales about the aliens, like the Iridium Star people secretly abducting Earthlings for inhumane experiments or plotting to enslave humanity in disguise."

The girl nodded and said, "The media folks know what to do with that, they're experts in catching the wind and chasing shadows. Carry on with that plan, and at the end of this month, the two of you should leave these bodies.

I will arrange for two newcomers to take over, and you two should choose inconspicuous new bodies, so you won't attract attention, and it will be easier for the United Heart Society to continue its work."

"Yes, Chancellor."