From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 273 The reception of all living beings

"Mr. Sam, why are you waiting here?"

While greeting the galaxy administrative lieutenant, Amber stretched out her hand to help Isabel out of the car.

"Mr. Rebir, you are right. You are an important guest at tonight's celebration banquet. What's more, Atlas will have long-term and in-depth cooperation with the Rubian Galaxy Autonomous Government. As the administrative lieutenant in charge of the construction sector, I am waiting here. You couldn’t be more suitable.”

Sam looked at Amber and said with a smile. Compared to the last time they met, the administrative lieutenant seemed more enthusiastic this time.

He looked at Isabel who stood next to Amber and held her arm after getting off the car, and a look of envy flashed in his eyes.

In other words, no man can see Isabel and not secretly envy Amber in his heart.

As Amber's female companion tonight, it can be said that Isabel put a lot of effort into dressing up.

According to her, 'she is bound to become the most dazzling woman in the world, worthy of being the chairman of Atlas'.
The black evening dress on her body shows dots of luster under the refraction of the light, as if she is wearing bright stars on her body.

The entire dress clings to her graceful figure, outlining Isabel's flexible and curvy figure.

The hem draped to the ground with smooth pleats. As she moved lightly, it looked like a blooming black rose, luxurious yet agile.

As the 'eldest lady' of an imperial aristocracy, her well-maintained skin looks as fair as jade against the backdrop of the dress, which is in sharp contrast with the dark dress, showing a low-key and luxurious temperament.

Coupled with the fact that the nobles of the Star Dragon Empire have been adjusted through the genetic optimization project, each of them has an incredible appearance, and it can be said that they are quite capable.

However, whether it was Sam or the surrounding guards and staff, they only glanced at him secretly and quickly looked away.

Because they knew very well that the man standing next to Isabel was not a good person.

Who knows if this man will rush up and slap himself to death just because he glanced at his female companion one more time?
After all, this kind of thing has never happened on this planet.

Soon, Sam led the two of them towards the huge mansion in the manor, while several accompanying escort vehicles parked in the parking lot and waited.

Although Amber hoped that these crew members would go back and have a good rest first, these guys said nothing and were completely unwilling to leave their big boss here alone.

"Boss, we escorted you out, and we must escort you back safely."

The temporary commander of the escort team said so.

In this case, Amber could only ask Sam to let the manor provide food to these soldiers.

When the administrative lieutenant heard this request, he waved his hand and asked some people from the kitchen to come outside to serve them on the spot.

"Well, actually you don't have to do this. Mr. Sam, you make me a little embarrassed by doing this."

Facing the extremely enthusiastic administrative lieutenant, Amber naturally understood that his enthusiasm came more from the in-depth cooperation that Atlas was about to launch with the autonomous government of the Lubion system.

"It doesn't matter. I told you, Mr. Rebel, that you are the most important guest tonight. I must let you experience the enthusiasm of our Rubian system autonomous government."

Sam smiled heartily, and at the same time led the two of them towards the main building in the manor, a retro-style mansion.

Because he had to attend the celebration cocktail party, the administrative adjutant also changed into a more solemn men's evening suit.

However, in terms of clothing style, it is still the 'new militarism' style preferred by federal officials.

The dress he is wearing is like a flag that combines classicism and the future. It retains the solemnity and ritual sense of the dress and incorporates the characteristics of military and technological elements.

The jacket is made of black wool blend material, with faint reflective lines woven into it, which can show a wonderful metallic texture under the refraction of light.

These slightly shimmering textures are also the unique luster of this type of high-tech fabric.

Compared to the luxurious style that federal chaebols prefer, federal officials will wear clothing that embodies a strong 'pragmatism' and 'elitism' style no matter what occasion they attend.

At this point, Amber's aesthetic is closer to theirs. He himself indeed prefers this kind of clothing that is traditional but also very technological.

Just like the men's suit he is wearing now.

In the process of getting along with Amber, Isabel had already figured out this man's XP and preferences.

So when preparing the dress in advance, it was matched according to Amber's favorite style. This also made Amber say, "Isabel is the one who knows me" after seeing this dress before. He was rewarded severely.
The place where Amber got off the car was not far from the mansion, so it didn't take the three of them much time to walk into this ordinary-looking mansion.

The moment she entered the main hall of the mansion, Amber was immediately overwhelmed by the luxury of these federal chaebols.

Since humans cannot imagine things they have never seen, it is difficult for the art team of "Starry Sky OL" to escape the shadow of the real world when designing some human buildings and artistic styles in the game.

And in this world that Amber guessed was 'generated' based on the game, these styles are also inherited.

Even so, Amber had to lament that these wealthy people in the Federation lived completely different lives than ordinary people.

The magnificent and cost-effective decoration almost slapped the words "I am rich" on Amber's face.

The waiters wearing golden masks and tuxedos were constantly shuttling among the visiting guests.

Obviously, the owner of this manor, like most of the 'human masters' in the Federation and the Empire, prefers to use professionally trained human waiters to serve him rather than cold intelligent machines.

In the eyes of some 'human superiors', using real humans to serve them will give them some kind of high-level pleasure similar to 'class superiority'
At present, although Lubion 5 has withstood the devastation of the war, the real sufferers are still the grassroots civilians.

For these wealthy people, there seems to be no other impact except for some fluctuations in their investment assets, or if a certain real estate is damaged in the battle.

There was heavy artillery fire from the front, singing and dancing from the rear, and even such a celebration party was held immediately after the battle.

This is just a small chaebol on the planet Rubion 5.

In Amber's previous life, her social status might have been at the level of 'an outstanding entrepreneur in a small town'.

If it were a conglomerate at the head of the federation in the capital galaxy, Amber couldn't even imagine what tricks these people could do.

"It feels like a nouveau riche in the countryside. I want everyone to know that the owner of this house is very rich."

Isabel commented sharply as she walked into the hall holding Amber's hand.

"It looks similar to your manor. It's all very luxuriously decorated and has a bunch of expensive decorations."

After hearing Isabel's sharp comment, Amber said while feeling the two soft slimes squeezing her arms with her heart.

"No, no, no, Amber, if you say this, the designer of our family estate will be very wronged."

"What? Your manor is very well designed?"

"That's natural. The artistic attainments of our Irons family are infinitely higher than those of these bumpkins."

After hearing what Isabel said, Amber really wanted to hear the story behind the design of Isabel's family manor.

But this time and occasion is not the right time to talk about this.

As a popular figure who has been in the limelight recently on Lubion 5, when Amber first entered the hall with Isabel, his identity, coupled with this combination of 'handsome men and beautiful women', immediately attracted everyone human gaze.

"Tsk, this is the occasion."

"What? You don't like it?" Isabel looked at Amber curiously.

This man who was usually able to cope with any situation with ease, now seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Hmm~"

Amber nodded. With his current psychological quality, he would have no problem coping with such an occasion, but he was still lacking in experience.

After all, he had never participated in such a 'high-class' event in his previous life. The only similar experience he had was when he attended the company's annual meeting and received some kind of 'Sunshine' award.

"Then you need to strengthen your studies in this area." Isabel said without changing her expression, facing the eyes of others.

"Why should I study these dregs?"

"With Atlas's growing size, occasions like this will probably be inevitable in the future."

Isabel's words made Amber think, because she was indeed right.

Atlas will inevitably develop business everywhere in the future, so isn’t business all about negotiation?
So there will definitely be a drinking party like today, or other types of entertainment.

But obviously, this is not what Amber wants to do, and he is not willing to waste time on these indulgent activities.

"I have decided that Atlas still needs to establish a dedicated public relations department."

"Male publicist or female publicist?"

“You have to have them all to cope with different scenarios.”

While the two people were talking about matters related to the establishment of Atlas's follow-up departments without changing their expressions, Alex, the initiator of this celebration reception, the Chief Executive of the Lubian Autonomous Government, also began to speak.

The content was similar to what Amber had guessed, and it was nothing more than the same routine commonly used by the federal government.

For example, 'Under our superior system, we successfully organized a counterattack and repelled the imperial invading army'.

Another example is nonsense like, 'Today's victory is indispensable without the support of everyone here, and the galaxy government is proud of you.'

To be honest, when she heard this sentence, Amber once again refreshed her understanding of how shameless these people were.

In addition to him, there were also representatives from several larger private military companies present today.

Amber admitted that although these people were not good at cooking, they had indeed shed blood and sweat on the battlefield and deserved what Chief Executive Alex said. But what about everyone else? Can these well-dressed, noble officials and wealthy businessmen be worthy of this sentence?

Does the coalition's final victory have anything to do with them?
However, being angry was still angry, but Amber also knew that it was better not to expose this emotion at this time, so he suppressed the emotion in his heart and almost listened to Alex's speech.

After the galaxy chief executive's speech, the next step was the free communication session of the reception.

Almost as soon as Chief Executive Alex left the microphone, a large group of people immediately surrounded Amber.

The news that the Atlas Group will take over 70% of the reconstruction projects in the severely damaged areas of the planet has spread on Lubion in the past two days, and these businessmen obviously smell the profits from this huge project.

Today's occasion also gave them the opportunity to make friends with Amber and get a share of the project.

But these guys obviously didn't know that when the Chief Executive was speaking, Amber's favorable impression of these people had already dropped to negative.

In other words, from the beginning, he had no good impression of these capitalists who were hiding behind and only knew how to make more money.

And after this group of people hit the wall one after another, they also saw that this 'outsider' seemed to have little interest in them.

Until this time, these people still believed that Amber's gesture was mainly because Atlas looked down on local companies like them.

Soon, the crowd that surrounded Amber like hyenas quickly dispersed.

Just because they hit a wall here in Amber doesn't mean they have no other ways to make money in the reconstruction project.

So these wealthy businessmen quickly brought together some officials of the galaxy's autonomous government, gathered together in twos and threes, and began to discuss.

Isabel naturally saw Amber's unhappiness, so she held her arm and walked to the window in the hall.

"You"

The imperial noble lady looked at her lover, smiled and shook her head, then came to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Amber, please rest here for a while. It seems that I have to take action at this time~"

"What are you going to do?"

"Here, have you seen those ladies over there?" Isabel raised her chin and pointed towards a group of luxuriously dressed 'ladies' in the distance.

As a result, Amber, who 'didn't forget her original intention', looked directly down her slender neck and slid into a deep place.

After discovering that Amber was still as crooked as before in this state, Isabel pinched his arm angrily.

"You guy, it's true."

"Ahem. What's wrong with that wife group?" Amber scratched her head in embarrassment and brought the topic back.

"I did some research before coming here, so I recognized their faces now. These people are the wives of high-ranking government officials and chaebols in the Lubion system.

Although I know you are unhappy, if Atlas wants to take root on Rubian 5 in the future, it will still need to deal with these local snakes, at least in the early stage. "

Isabel turned around, pressed closely against Amber, and then put his big hands on her waist.

"But I don't want to deal with those fat men, and I also know that you guys will definitely be jealous, so I'm going to start with those ladies."

"Are you sure? After all, the situation in the Federation is different from that in your empire."

Amber whispered in Isabel's ear, and at the same time, she couldn't help but rub her big hands.

Isabel’s evening gown was made of unknown material, but Amber felt that it felt quite flattering.

"Don't worry, the topic between women is eternal and will not change depending on the country."

After leaving these words, Isabel pulled away and left.

Then, under Amber's gaze, she integrated into this 'wives' group' at a ridiculous speed, and took control of the conversation and began to lead the rhythm of the chat.

The frequent bursts of laughter made the people around him look sideways from time to time.

Amber, who was idle, leaned against the window and looked at the people at the reception like a bystander.

Soon, he saw a familiar face in a corner.
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Franklin Abraham, the intern of the Senate of the Lubion System Autonomous Government, also came to the reception today under the leadership of the Senate President, the administrative deputy Sam.

Because in the process of submitting the combat report, the special operations team specifically reported on the deeds of this group of young people headed by Franklin.

At the same time, Baninger also emphasized that the communication node that the special operations team first invaded was the location provided by Franklin.

Therefore, this Senate intern was also commended and promoted by Sam and took him by his side. It can be said that he has a bright future.

However, this young man was standing in a corner of the hall in a daze at this moment.

Looking at the government officials and business elites mingling at the cocktail party, he felt that he seemed a little out of place with these people.

Chief Executive Alex's previous speech, coupled with the surrounding crowd talking about how to profit from the reconstruction project, made this 'quasi-republican' doubt for the first time whether his choice of 'entering politics' was the right path. .

"Franklin Abraham?"

Just when the young man was confused, a voice sounded next to him.

He turned his head and looked around him, only to see a man with a temperament that didn't seem to match the drinking party standing next to him.

And he had seen that face on the news too many times in the past few days.

"Mr. Rebel! Hello, do you know me?"

Amber looked at the young man in front of her and sighed in her heart, this is more than just acquaintance.

The name Franklin Abraham is full of elements, coupled with his typical 'elite' politician face, making it difficult for Amber to remember.

But the most important thing is the identity of this young man in the plot - the future federal president, although he will have to wait many years before he can challenge the throne of the federal president.

To be honest, Amber really didn't expect that she would bump into the future 'Mr. President' here.

When Baninger and the others were reporting, he thought they were people with the same name. It wasn't until he saw the pictures in the combat record that he was convinced that he had actually bumped into each other.

"Don't be so nervous. I know you. The people from the special operations team have mentioned you to me. You are very brave. In my opinion, you are more like a bloody man than most of the men in this hall."

"Mr. Rebeer, you are too complimentary. I just did something trivial."

Amber's words made Franklin feel a little embarrassed.

If he thought he was very brave when he led his companions to harass the imperial troops before, after seeing Banninger's team fighting deep behind enemy lines.

Franklin then realized what it was to be a real man.

Amber and Franklin, the two 'outsiders' at the celebration reception, quickly started chatting.

In terms of age, Amber is actually not much older than Franklin. The two can even be said to be the same age, so they do have a lot of topics to talk about.

And Amber's physique as a 'cosmic succubus' began to take effect again.

Franklin didn't know why, but just after chatting for a while, he felt that Amber was a trustworthy "fellow traveler".

This made him couldn't help but start telling Amber about his feelings at this cocktail party.

"It was obviously a victory celebration reception, but few of the frontline soldiers who should really be treated as heroes came to the scene.

Instead, a large number of government officials and businessmen gathered here. When the war broke out, what did these people pay?
Only a small part of the Chief Executive's speech mentioned the brutality of this battle and the sacrifices made by frontline soldiers.

Then a lot of space is spent on post-war reconstruction and investment promotion projects.

If that's the case, then don't call this cocktail party a 'victory celebration cocktail party' from the beginning! "

Franklin became more and more excited as he spoke, and Amber, who was standing aside and listening, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

He really didn't expect that this kid would be so bold to say it. If other people in the Galaxy Autonomous Government heard this, they would have to give him a copy.

By then, his political career may have come to an end before it even started.

"I agree with what you said, but I must remind you that if you want to continue to be in politics in the future, try not to say this in front of other people."

"I know, Mr. Rebel, but I didn't want to continue on. The gap between reality and my ideal is really too big."

Franklin lowered his head in frustration. What happened during this period obviously had a great impact on the rookie, and even refreshed his world view.

Amber could imagine how deeply shocked a young man who was passionate about serving his country would be when he saw what his 'country' actually looked like.

"Thank you, Mr. Rebir. It's very pleasant and rewarding to chat with you. I'll take my leave now."

Franklin bowed slightly towards Amber, then put down the wine glass in his hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

"What, you just plan to leave like this? Since the gap between your ideals in this country is so big, why don't you try to change it?"

The young man stopped.

(End of this chapter)