Chapter 278 Referendum Act
"Prime Minister Hans, you are right."
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It has to be said that, as the ruler of the royal family that has been passed down for thousands of years, although Hans Minh has not paid much attention to mundane affairs in the years since he ascended the throne, today's sudden outburst still left a very deep impression on Max, the prime minister who has been in office for 300 years.
But now it seems that the young Majesty has finally calmed down.
Max's mind was still working fast. He knew that this would not extinguish Hans Ming's desire to declare war on humans. After all, if he were in that position, his attitude might be even tougher.
But no!
As a custom-made life-extending drug with a price tag of 100 billion, no matter how hard he tried, it would be impossible to accomplish this goal relying on this resource-depleted galaxy.
Even if he succeeds in taking over the solar system, with the absolute prestige of the royal family after the war, not to mention whether he can get enough benefits, judging from the royal family's current attitude towards him, they will definitely not allow him to continue in office.
Thinking of this, Max bowed slightly and said in a rare humble manner: "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to continue the glory of the empire, but we must take their attitude into consideration in this matter."
The atmosphere in the conference room seemed somewhat quiet at this moment as the two of them had their outbursts.
Everyone looked at these two kings and ministers who had been living together for 300 years. Even Hans Rolle, who had always been at odds with Max, couldn't help but control his temper at this moment.
He is not stupid, he knows that this is a struggle between imperial power and prime ministerial power.
As a soldier who led the charge into battle, he could not say a word at this critical moment.
“To be honest, this is a well-known fact.
As a third-level civilization, they now have more than ten Titan-class battleships.
He has hundreds of dreadnoughts under his command, and they are highly regarded in the star market.
As for those battleships that were used as the main force by our civilization, now in their hands, they are only used at the tactical level.
The truth is, the gap between us is too huge.
And what’s most important?”
After Hans Ming fell silent, Max finally pulled the conversation back to his own rhythm. He looked at the quiet senior officials around him and gradually raised his voice:
"The most important point is that our Hans civilization has only one sovereign galaxy!
And it's a galaxy whose resources are about to run out.
They have dozens of sovereign galaxies in their hands, most of which are extremely rich in resources. Even now, due to insufficient human resources, there is no mining plan at all.
Do you know?
Although they appear to be a warlike civilization, in reality, they are essentially still a civilization of ordinary development.
And a very important point is that their total population today, including all the secondary civilizations under their command, is approaching 100 billion.
Even if we try our best to increase our population, it is still only 200 billion.
Just from this aspect, everyone, think about it, this is a huge gap between us and them."
Max looked at the senior officials around him who were in silence and a bit desperate, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.
The purpose is to let them know the gap between the second-level civilization and the third-level civilization.
Otherwise, these senior officials who are completely ignorant of the gap will inevitably be led astray by His Majesty Hans Ming.
Of course, this does not mean that he himself does not want the empire to continue to prosper.
After all, as the prime minister, second only to the emperor of the empire and holding enormous power, his life now will definitely not be worse than after joining the Sirius civilization.
But the premise is that he has to survive. And the fact is that Max doesn't have much time left.
To put it bluntly, Hans civilization is one of the few bargaining chips he can use for exchange.
Max hid the smile in his eyes and said with a painful expression: "It's not that I want to boost others' ambitions and destroy my own prestige."
He turned to look at Hans Ming, who was sitting on the throne with a golden crown on his head, and said in his extremely infectious, hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, we are really far behind them in this regard. We don't have any chance."
Max is very cunning.
His words, so far, have only served to put the gap between the Hans civilization and the Sirius civilization in everyone's face.
But there has been no statement on how to deal with it.
After all, as the prime minister who has been in charge of the empire's affairs for 300 years, he needs to maintain a certain prestige.
Once he expresses his attitude towards the final result, his personal image will inevitably collapse.
After all, there are some things that can be done but not said.
"The Prime Minister feels that our Hans civilization cannot match theirs in strength. So, does the Prime Minister think that our Hans civilization has only one way to go, to join them and become a secondary civilization under their command, existing as a slave?
Answer me, Prime Minister!"
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In the conference room, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Max, who looked very sad.
At this moment, Hans Ming's words were like a sharp spear, throwing out this question that everyone had been deliberately avoiding, and he used his identity and his attitude was direct, without any room for rebuttal.
Max's eyes were slightly startled, and at this moment he suddenly stopped looking at the emperor sitting on the throne high above, who seemed to have changed today.
Hans Ming also did not avoid the question. There was a vicious look in his eyes, and it was obvious that after Max expressed his thoughts, he made a decision in his own interests.
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense. Everyone's eyes wandered between the pair of kings. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of being ground into powder by the sparks of the fierce collision.
After a long time, for some reason, Max's gaze gradually faded.
As a prime minister who had been in charge of the empire's affairs for 300 years, he knew that exacerbating the conflict at this moment was not a good option.
Although His Majesty the Emperor's attitude today is very firm.
But he is the prime minister of the empire after all. No matter what, the current Ministry of War cannot effectively mobilize a single soldier without the approval of the Mai family, even the emperor of the empire.
This is the result of Max's military and political reforms that he has accomplished unnoticed over the past 300 years, like a gentle spring breeze and rain.
His time is running out though.
But at the same time, there is not much time left for Hans civilization.
ten years!
As long as this decade can be dragged out, then given the current economic state of the Hans Empire, even with cooperation among human civilizations, a certain amount of income can be guaranteed to continue.
Once the resources in the galaxy are completely exhausted, facing the tens of billions of mining workers who will be completely unemployed, no matter how much the Imperial Royal Family opposes, they will not be able to stop the implementation of an important bill in the Galactic Alliance.
Referendum Bill
(End of this chapter)
