198: They've really become beasts of burden (sad).

"Report! We just received a battle report from the First Mobile Fleet!"

On Tianjin Seat V89.05, at the base of the Guardian Angel Legion, Xi Hai was in his office planning future development strategies when he suddenly received a communication from Julius.

It contained a report from an interception team of the First Mobile Fleet... intercepting nearly six thousand Warships with only a little over a hundred?

Good grief, is everyone in the First Mobile Fleet a super-male?

However, according to subsequent verification, that destroyed fleet belonged to the upper echelons of those two mutual aid associations, and the fact that the interception team managed to stop them was a genuine coincidence.

According to their team leader, their initial objective was to intercept a remnant of an escaping Alien Fleet, but they accidentally hit the jackpot, and 5,000 Warships dropped out of warp.

Just as they started fighting, a few hundred more dropped out.

Moreover—those enemy Warships not only refused to surrender but dared to return fire, and then they were completely wiped out by the sheer beauty of the numerical advantage.

Fine. Putting down the battle report, Xi Hai pinched the bridge of his nose; the business on Tianjin Seat V89 could finally be considered rooted out.

Xi Hai thought back to the incident in the Cetus constellation, sent a communication to White Shark saying, "Come to my office this afternoon," and then dove back into his complex official duties.

Ever since the Legion used thunderous means to purge those reactionary elements who jumped out, no other brainless fellows had dared to step forward—

This was normal; most of the populace actually held the Legion in high regard. Only a small number of idiots, having lived the good life while the Legion was too busy to manage them, had developed a false judgment of their own value and capabilities.

Now, those guys were basically all dead, either killed in the previous suppression battles or executed in the live-streamed trials.

As for the coerced populace, most received lighter sentences for their past actions—except for the specific groups who truly identified with those separatist factions from the bottom of their hearts; they fell into the category of heavier sentencing.

Now that the main obstacles were cleared, the administrative work on Tianjin Seat entered an intensive construction phase. The Legion had established administrative halls in every star system; although not yet fully expanded horizontally, it was at least much better than the previous model of indirect management.

According to Xi Hai's vision, the construction of the entire Tianjin Seat V89 would be divided into three parts. The first part was to establish an administrative management system from the highest level down to the grassroots, ensuring every corner could be managed first. This part was the most fundamental and the most urgent; after all, only when you can manage can you discuss how to manage.

The second step was livelihood construction. Due to the influence of certain life environments and education from his past life, Xi Hai placed great importance on this part.

Previously, the populace here could understand the Legion, or one could say that it was the populace here who supported the Legion. They were willing to tighten their belts to live through hard times with the Legion, even if it meant starving themselves to provide for the Legion, but that did not mean the suffering those people endured was justified.

Now that the Legion had stood up, life was getting better, there were superiors, there were supplies, and the foreign enemies had been beaten back. If the Legion let the people who had suffered with it continue to live in hardship, wouldn't the Legion's rise have been for nothing?

For Xi Hai, that would be the most serious act of forgetting one's roots!

Xi Hai didn't care what others would do if they sat in this position. He only knew that the person sitting in this position now was him, so he had to act according to his own set of values—

Not the irresponsible rhetoric of "everyone becoming a dragon," as there will always be those who want to slack off, and those who want to live an ordinary life. What he hoped for was that everyone, under the premise of following morality and law, could live, and have the ability to live—and that the whole society would allow them to live the way they wanted to.

Talented people could fully express themselves, while those who wished for a simple life could also fulfill their wishes and live an ordinary life. At the very least—no one should have to struggle with all their might just to "survive," yet be unable to escape the quagmire.

And to achieve such an effect, one must first ensure the comprehensive construction and development of countless subdivided fields such as economy, morality, law, education, etc. It was difficult, but there was plenty of time, and enough energy, wasn't there?

And the third step was military construction—a vigorous rectification movement had already been launched throughout the entire Guardian Angel Legion. Under the strong corrective measures, at least the two most serious issues within the Legion, "stealing equipment" and "command chaos," had been initially resolved.

The Legion's soldiers were gradually starting to trust their logistics system. Although sometimes they still habitually hoarded supplies or applied for a huge pile at once when reporting to logistics, no one would go and "pick up" friendly equipment anymore.

There was also the issue of command unification. Currently, the Legion was preparing to establish a "Supreme Joint Command" responsible for the overall coordination and command of the entire Legion. Most of the Legion's subordinate branches had already achieved information interoperability with the help of the super-male real-time communication equipment provided by night lamp. At the very least, they had taken a big step toward what Xi Hai had said at the meeting: "The Legion has no secrets."

Now, Xi Hai was thinking about appropriately adjusting the number of combat soldiers within the capacity that Tianjin Seat V89 could support, transforming a portion of the Legion's Marine Corps into production corps—

There was no help for it; the Legion's Marine Corps establishment was simply too high. In some areas, the Legion's active-duty Marine Corps members even reached over fifty percent of the local young and able-bodied population.

Then there was the task of improving the Legion's combat capability and quality. The Legion's organization also needed a complete, integrated re-planning. Before, it was just whatever was convenient for fighting, and many responsible units were vague; you couldn't find anyone when you needed to do something. Now, it couldn't be like that anymore—

Of course, it wasn't just the local Guardian Angel Legion; there was also the Ultramarines Legion he had set up on a whim at the space station. Gunnar was considered an old-timer after all; since everything was to be regularized, he had to give them a hand and let this Legion composed of risen Slave Laborers transform into formal soldiers.

Otherwise, they would sooner or later slowly degenerate into second-line combat units or even be withdrawn from the combat sequence in subsequent battles...

Nearly half a day passed before Xi Hai had more or less listed a detailed development outline and combined it with previous plans. He lifted his head from the desk, stretched vigorously, and looked at the papers covered in fine lines and text (this was his habit), sighing softly:

"I didn't know this before; I only thought being a leader was impressive,"

"But only when I sat in this position did I realize—how difficult it is to be a qualified leader with a clear conscience—"

After saying this, he shook his head, suddenly remembered the original aio blueprint he had drawn earlier, and picked up the communicator on the side, temporarily adding a task online for the Industrial Zone:

(Trial manufacture and test twenty-five new Warships)

(Note: During testing of the new Warships, ensure the forward 180° sector is completely clear)

Afterwards, he slumped back in his chair and opened night lamp to browse through it; he felt he needed to do some simple work to rest for a bit.

Just then, the office door was knocked—White Shark was here?

After Xi Hai said "Enter," he took out the blueprint he had prepared long ago, a copy imitating the XT-11 missile ship blueprint—

That was an XT10 engineering ship equipped with a set of "Eternal Polaris" torpedo launchers salvaged from a storm.

It could build, it could fight; it was simply the best choice for grave robbing.

Watching White Shark walk in, Xi Hai nodded—it was time for his research officer to understand the benefits of "armed archaeology." After all, conducting research also required following the doctrine of firepower superiority.