Universe Infinite Canteen

The Lu Hua Chicken still hadn't given up hope, "You brought so many people to Earth because there's something special about this place, right? It might have a way to deal with Skulder."

"No, I came here because there is nothing special about this place, and it is remote. Even if the doomsday of the Multiverse comes, this will be one of the last Planes to be destroyed," Motti said truthfully.

"......"

Ma Lu and the four small animals from the Earth Autonomy Management Committee didn't know what to say anymore.

"Is there really no hope at all?" the kangaroo asked persistently.

"—Skulder cannot be defeated; this conclusion is not mine but the Ares people's, who have battled it for so long," Motti said.

"The Ares people's bravery and combat prowess are well-known throughout the entire Multiverse. They are born warriors, the most fearless of fighters, and their emperor, Ivan VI, is also an excellent military strategist, no less capable than his ancestors.

"Actually, putting aside historical auras, I think Ivan VI might be the most outstanding emperor amongst the Ares people, but when they faced Skulder, there was no hope for victory."

"So what exactly is Skulder?" Ma Lu asked, "Stop answering me with those obscure and abstract parallel structures; it's not like we're writing poetry here."

"But Skulder is abstract," Motti said, "According to my investigations, they have no fixed appearance and are like some kind of virus program that gains control by infecting other life forms and then continually replicates itself.

"If they kill you, your body will be occupied by them. If you kill them, your body will still be occupied by them. The only way is to cripple them, and then find a place to lock them up.

"At first, that's what the Ares people were doing, but it wasn't long before the Skulder escaped from the heavily guarded prison, and they lost the personnel of a base as well.

"According to surveillance footage, it was the guards of that place who opened the door for them. Ivan VI even thought it was a mutiny, but then not long after, another base also experienced a Skulder jailbreak.

"This time there were survivors who lived through the ordeal, and Ivan VI subjected these survivors to very ruthless interrogations; it turned out that the imprisoned Skulder emitted special mental waves that affected the nearby guards, and the more Skulder gathered, the stronger these mental waves became."

"Later, Ivan VI tried many different materials and methods to block these mental waves, but unfortunately, it was all in vain. To tell the truth, that they could hold out in such an adverse environment for a year and a half is nothing short of a miracle."

"Unfortunately, in the end, they still couldn't resist the Skulder. Moreover, after such a long time of warfare, the number of Skulder has now exceeded a million, and it's no longer possible to scatter and keep them in solitary containment on separate Planes.

"And the risk of doing that is significant; as long as a single Skulder escapes, it won't be long before that Plane will be overrun by them."

"Then why not consider negotiation?" the wombat asked, "That's your forte, isn't it?"

"Oh, resolving conflicts through diplomatic means, indeed, is something I excel in. But this time it won't work, those Skulder simply cannot be communicated with.

"Their minds are full of killing and destruction, they will not spare any intelligent life wherever they go, reproducing in this way to quickly expand their species, and that's also why I likened them to viruses."

The faces of the four small animals from the Earth Autonomy Management Committee turned even grimmer.

A group of opponents who cannot be killed, cannot be killed by them, cannot be imprisoned, and will crazily reproduce and multiply, there is also no effective way to deal with them.

This will be the doomsday for all intelligent life in the Multiverse.

"My suggestion is to take advantage of this time to do whatever you want," Motti said, raising his glass.

"If the world is truly coming to an end, all you can do is to enjoy a last bout of revelry."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Dalia's hand, "My wife, I know she's been fooling around with Dr. Diego since her student days.

"Back then, Diego was her mentor, deciding whether she could graduate smoothly. Even after Dalia married me, the two of them secretly maintained their affair. It's obvious just looking at Jiya, he's so dumb he couldn't possibly be my son."

"Dad, that's really hurtful to say," Jiya said, feeling wronged.

"Sorry, I'm just being truthful. I later had his DNA secretly tested, and sure enough, he was the offspring of Dalia and Dr. Diego.

"After receiving this news, I didn't make it public because as a political figure like us, one must avoid being involved in such scandals as much as possible, our people prefer a smart and honest leader with a harmonious family life to lead them."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Dalia's face suddenly became stiff, and she tried to retract her hand, but Motti held on even tighter.

"I need to maintain my public image, and as my secretary and assistant, I also need Dalia to continue working by my side.

"Oh, and Diego, as one of the most successful scientists of our time, holds considerable influence in the scientific community. He's a distinguished professor at many universities and has several trans-plane pharmaceutical companies backing him with ample capital.

"I had just become Councilman not long ago and didn't want to offend his financiers. So, I decided to turn a blind eye to their affair and even went out of my way to help Diego settle a murder case.

"What murder case?" Lu Hua Chicken asked curiously, seemingly surprised that Diego, who looked so gentle and scholarly appearing to have no combat prowess, could be involved in a murder case.

"It was a minor case. One of Diego's students developed a growth agent that could significantly boost the growth of Energized Plants, which held enormous commercial value. After Diego learned about it, he became greedy and wanted to claim it for himself.

"The student was unwilling to give it up, so Diego kept dangling his diploma over him. That's one of Diego's old Moves. Eventually, the student couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide. I gave a heads-up to the police, had the incident downplayed as much as possible, and preserved Diego's honor.

"He's been very grateful to me since then, using his expert status to support me constantly. I had planned to have him taken out by an agent from the Intelligence Bureau once I had full control of the Council, but unexpectedly, this apocalypse came first."

Motti sighed, "Then I thought about making an excuse to send him and his son to the front line, to let the two of them die there.

"But then I thought about it again, and felt it wouldn't be satisfying enough. The world is going to be destroyed anyway, dying a few weeks earlier or later seems to make no difference, so in the end, I decided to spare his life."

"I'm going to expose all of their dirty laundry, tell everyone, and let them be despised and laughed at for the rest of their lives. Later, I have hundreds of gigs of video and photo evidence to send out to major news media, as a pre-apocalyptic revelry," Motti said excitedly.