503: Chapter 502 The West's Panic: Domestication? Or Complete Elimination?

A generational gap between species...

Macron's words.

Were like a ruthless heavy hammer.

Smashing heavily onto everyone's heart.

Indeed.

When your opponent has already begun discussing preparations to migrate the entire nation into space.

Yet you are still worrying about next month's unemployment benefits and the constantly rising prices.

This gap.

Is already so vast that one cannot even conceive of the thought of jealousy or catching up.

That is a feeling when facing a higher civilization.

A sense of powerlessness and fear arising from the depths of the soul.

"Our previous 'Pan-Chinese Union' plan now seems like a joke."

Prime Minister Wilson's voice was hoarse.

As the one who first proposed "offering loyalty" to China, he felt the greatest pressure at this moment.

"We thought."

"Voluntarily giving up a portion of sovereignty and establishing the 'Pan-Chinese Union' with China at the head was already showing the utmost sincerity."

"We were even complacent, thinking that we had preserved our country and most of our interests."

"But now it seems, that little 'sincerity' of ours."

"In their eyes, probably differs nothing from children playing house."

Wilson smiled self-deprecatingly.

"They are already preparing to make their home in the heavens; do they even care how we divide up these few pieces of rotten territory down on Earth?"

Just a few months ago.

They were still complacent about their "Pan-Chinese Union" plan.

Thinking that by actively surrendering.

Giving up a portion of sovereignty.

They could trade for a seat in the new world order.

They could catch the express train of China's Fourth Industrial Revolution.

They thought they understood China.

Understood the logic of the Chinese regarding "First the Kingly Way, then the Hegemonic Way."

They thought that by voluntarily offering the "Yellow Robe."

And performing the three kneelings and nine kowtows.

They could sit at the gaming table of the new era.

Preserve their own country and wealth.

Now it seems.

How ridiculously wrong they were.

China.

From the very beginning.

Never regarded them, these so-called "loyal vassals," as anything.

Their journey is the stars and the sea.

Their goal is to lead the entire Chinese nation to ascend!

And they.

Are like a group of ants fighting until their heads are broken and blood flows for a few grains of rice on the ground.

Complacently thinking they understood the intentions of the gods.

How ridiculous.

How pathetic.

"Thirty-three space cities..."

Macron of France muttered to himself.

"Each one can accommodate hundreds of millions of people."

"This... this means they have the capability to transfer their entire population into space without destroying the Blue Planet's ecology."

"They... what do they want to do?"

"What is the difference between us remaining on the surface and livestock kept in captivity?"

This question.

Voiced the inner thoughts of everyone present.

Throughout the entire Spring Festival Gala.

China did not mention any other country.

Did not show off military power, nor did it issue any political declarations.

They just calmly displayed to their own people the bright future they were about to possess.

But this calmness.

This "internal celebration" style of broadcast.

Was more terrifying and disempowering than any naked military threat.

This is a form of indifference from a higher civilization toward a lower one.

Indeed!

What do they want to do?

A civilization that possesses such great power.

And holds an endless future.

How will it treat these "old era" countries and people on the Blue Planet?

Is it captivity?

Is it exile?

Or... total eradication?

At the thought of these possibilities.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the backs of all the heads of state.