All Chapters of Getting a Technology System in Modern Day: Chapter 921
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Delegation II
“We came here with the promise of war should the explanation you provide to us be considered underwhelming, and you deny our compensation demands should we deem you to be the culprit behind the situation,” Kumakar said, maintaining eye contact with the Emperor, seemingly observing his reaction.To his surprise, the Emperor only raised an eyebrow briefly before returning to a neutral expression. He said nothing and simply waited for Kumakar to continue, which made Kumakar wonder whether this was just how the Emperor behaved or if he was silently surprised about being discovered and was waiting to hear how much had been uncovered before deciding how to respond.Kumakar had already formed his conclusion, and anything the Emperor did during the meeting would only serve as confirmation of his beliefs. Still, he continued with what he had come to say. “Your side has breached the agreement of non-hostility and cooperation with Conclave civilizations by attacking and destroying my civilizatio
Keeping His Promise
“You know,” Kumakar began, his voice low but heavy with restrained fury, “when I first received word that the Empire had attacked my fleet, I had a hard time believing it. I didn’t want to accept it. It was only after I saw the recovered data myself that I even began to consider it might be true.”He stared at Aron, eyes now glowing faintly red with anger, his expression sharp and unwavering.“But seeing you go so far as to fabricate evidence, evidence that can be disproven with a simple scan, like the transponder codes? Claiming you attacked them because they matched those of pirates? That’s a pathetic excuse,” Kumakar said, his voice rising just enough to carry across the room.With a quick motion, he brought up his own holographic display. A transponder code appeared, hovering in the air for all to see.“This,” he continued, “is the code my fleet was using. The universal one assigned by the Conclave to all authorized military and diplomatic ships. And that code you’re showing as th
Kumakar's Situation
"The guilty always look for ways to escape answering questions," Kumakar said, his voice sharp with indignation. "We should still send them our list of demands. If they refuse to respond, we’ll treat their silence as an admission of guilt."On the surface, he looked every bit the leader who had just been vindicated, composed, resolute, and justified. But inside, Kumakar was torn between two conflicting emotions.On one hand, there was a grim satisfaction. The empire had reacted, which was exactly what he wanted. Their retaliation of economic sanctions, trade barriers, and diplomatic freeze made them appear evasive, even guilty.But on the other hand, there was rage. Raw and growing.Because their reaction, though useful politically, will throw his civilization back into a dangerous state of instability. Economically, they have been thriving. Ever since the wormhole network had opened together with business through the VR, the Conclave civilizations had begun restructuring their entire
Implementation
The order was implemented as soon as Youssef relayed it to the relevant agencies. The wormholes were closed across the network, only allowing ships currently outside their home systems to return. After that, even those vessels would be denied access. But half an hour before the lockdown, the Empire sent out a civilization-wide announcement through the VR network.The message clearly explained what was happening, why the punishment was issued, and what actions Kumakar needed to take to have the restrictions lifted. The Empire justified the thirty-minute grace period as a final opportunity for Kumakar to resolve the situation before irreversible damage was done to his civilization’s economy. But Kumakar took no steps toward reconciliation, and when the countdown reached zero, the Empire enforced the punishment.What Kumakar did instead was turn the Empire’s own infrastructure against them.Using the same VR communication channels the Empire had provided to each civilization’s government
927 - About the Attacks
While Kumakar was finding a strange satisfaction in how things were unfolding, despite the economic pain his civilization would soon face, the issue of the recent pirate attacks was still being investigated. It had only been a few hours since the incidents occurred, and the Empire was still gathering information from both the ships involved and the few captured pirates who had survived.At that moment, Aron and his top cabinet were receiving the latest report from the investigation.{Although we have yet to identify who is ultimately responsible, what is now clear is that this was orchestrated by a single individual operating from behind the scenes,} Nyx said as she began presenting her findings.{And here’s why we believe so: despite the pirates using different ships with no records of prior communication between them, and even brain data indicating they had no knowledge of or means to contact one another, there’s something peculiar about the behavior of their leaders.}A hologram ap
928 - Getting Close to theTruth But Missing it
“So we’re dealing with an unknown enemy who wants to drive a wedge between us and the Conclave, and the Conclave now believes we’re behind the attacks and they won’t listen to our explanation that we were manipulated into striking one of their fleets?” Aron said after a moment of silence, having digested the information and its implications. “That’s some highly effective psychological warfare. From what we’re seeing, it’s working exactly as intended. With a few refinements, this is probably how I would’ve executed such an operation myself, though I would’ve made it even more airtight and layered.”“The Conclave won’t accept that explanation,” Youssef replied, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “To even get them to listen, we’d have to disclose how we came across this information. That means revealing our ability to extract and interpret brain data, which they’ll immediately link to our VR systems. And if they start thinking we’ve been using VR to read their minds too, whe
929 - Youssef at Work
The silence in the virtual conference room was a sterile, heavy thing. It was a space designed by committee, reflecting a dozen different aesthetic sensibilities and achieving none of them. Polished chrome surfaces bled into holographic wood grain, and the air itself, though nonexistent, felt filtered and cold. Youssef, Minister of the Exterior for the Terran Empire, maintained a patient smile, a carefully constructed mask of diplomacy he had worn for most of his adult life.Across the table, the Zelvora representative, who was sitting in silence listening to Youssef, finally spoke.“The security of the wormholes is, of course, a matter of shared interest,” the representative’s voice chimed, a sound like wind through crystal shards. “My government has authorized the redeployment of our security fleets. They will be in position within the standard rotation.”It was the answer Youssef had been expecting: politically sound, cooperative, and utterly non-committal. It did nothing to addres
930 - Kumakar's Dillema
The air in Kumakar’s private stateroom was thick with the metallic tang of ozone and the ghost of shattered crystal. What had moments ago been a chamber of opulent authority was now a landscape of wreckage. A gilded chair, its legs snapped, lay splintered against a bulkhead. Shards of what was once an ornate decanter glittered like malevolent stars across the plush carpeting. On the far wall, a data-slate was embedded deep into the paneling, the spiderweb of cracks around it a testament to the force of its impact.Kumakar stood in the center of the devastation, his chest heaving. The veins on his temples pulsed, a rare and startling sight on a member of his species, whose physiology typically concealed such tells. The carefully maintained composure of a sovereign leader had fractured, leaving behind only the raw, unbridled rage of a cornered predator.His plan, so perfect in its conception, so elegant in its intended execution, was unraveling. It had been nearly two days since the Emp
931 - A Potenatila Solution I
A heavy, expectant silence filled the holographic conference. The military liaison, his projected image a stoic mask, was the first to break it. He had felt Kumakar’s burning gaze on him for what felt like an eternity and knew that the silence could not hold. To let it stretch further was to invite a reaction he had no desire to witness. He bit the bullet.“A month, Your Excellency. That is the earliest we and the other stretched forces can guarantee mobilization if we are to keep it secret from the empire's invasive eyes,” the liaison repeated, his voice a carefully measured monotone. He knew the others were deliberately leaving him to answer, as the topic fell squarely within his military domain.Kumakar’s expression did not change, but a dangerous stillness settled over his hologram. “A month is a luxury we do not have, Commander. The Empire’s sanctions are a blade already at our throat.”“Does that mean if we were to act openly, without concern for the Empire’s sensitive eyes, it
932 - A Potential Solution II
The wreckage of his rage lay strewn about the stateroom, a testament to a fury that had burned itself out, leaving only a cold, calculating silence in its wake. Kumakar sat amidst the chaos, his physical surroundings irrelevant. His mind was a different landscape entirely, one where the seeds of a new plan, planted during the tense holographic conference, were already beginning to sprout.The suggestion from his economic minister had been a desperate gambit, but a brilliant one. It offered a path through the immediate crisis, a way to weaponize the public’s fear and redirect their anger. While his subordinates would handle the delicate task of managing the narrative within their own civilization, Kumakar’s focus was already elsewhere. He was thinking about the Empire. He was thinking about retaliation. He was thinking about how to salvage the part of his original plan that had failed so spectacularly: dragging the Terran Empire into a conflict it could not win.For over an hour, he re