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Chapter 854

    Chapter 854


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    Taking a deep breath of air, Anton found that Ozemdus atmosphere was a little bit stale. That was the sort of thing that happened when you picked a that hadnt actually been visited. At least it <em>did</em> have an atmosphere and the various scans hadnt been wrong. Anton wasnt looking forward to trying to build up an atmosphere in just a few years.


    He would have done it, of course. Instead, after surveying the nearby systems to make sure there werent any unfortunate energy anomalies, he set about nning a garden. Ships from the Lower Realms Alliance had already arrived and were setting up prefabricated structures. It wouldnt exactly be elegant but with the avable time frame and distance from resources it was difficult to expect better.


    There would be no formations involved. Any benefits that might be gained from such things would be offset by a potentialck of trust. It wasnt as if they needed to defend against anything, anyway. If the Shining Cooperative wished tounch an attack, setting up a fortress wouldnt really help. If they showed up intending to fight, the n was to withdraw. While that might make the Alliance appear weak, it was better to act with caution with regards to an unknown power. At the very least, they had something akin to Ascension-ss battleships. Whether that was the peak of their power or simply one tool in their arsenal was unknown- though Anton was fairly certain they didnt have anything the equivalent of Enrichment, based on the reaction to his presence.


    There was some debate about whether or not Anton should be present for the meeting. He would be a familiar face- though there was no guarantee of Kybele or anyone on her ship actually attending in person. Anton could also appear as a threat. If he hadnt been the one to make first contact, he would <em>definitely</em> be a threat. In that scenario, he would also have to determine whether to bond to the local star. Antons cultivation was progressing steadily, and he was averaging just upwards of eight years with regards to unlocking each new star. Which was just as long as all of Body Tempering, Spirit Building, and somewhere around a third of Essence Collection. Comparing to stars inte Life Transformation, each one took about three or four times as long now.


    These were the things Anton thought about as he prepared the garden. A proper garden, in his opinion, should not be limited to flowers or hedges. Since he confined himself to working with only local nts, and given his limited timeframe, he <em>did</em> have to cut some corners. Still, he found a nice, sturdy groundcover. It could handle a bit of being stepped on, as long as nobody tried to intentionally squash it. It was also much more pleasant than grass. He hardly had time to grow a proper tree the natural way, but he took a few cuttings and by focusing his energy on them elerated their growth. That way, a few years could turn them into a proper tree.


    He also needed something edible. Regardless of whether or not anyone <em>actually</em> ate of it, a fruit tree and some patches for vegetables were necessary. Perhaps others might disagree with him. For a diplomatic visit, they might want to focus purely on beauty. But beauty was merely a small part of what made nts wonderful.


    In the first few years, Anton half changed his mind about whether or not to be present. He went back and forth several times. Ultimately, he settled for being avable in the next system over. That meant he couldnt reasonably serve as reinforcements- if it took more than an hour for whatever forces arrived to subdue their diplomatic party, then the Shining Cooperative would never be a threat to begin with.


    Everyone involved was aware of the risk, of course. There were a number of mobile Assimtion cultivators assigned to them, but that didnt immediately make things safe. Anton had heard that Aerona and Devon were helping the efforts on Nidec progress rapidly, at least by cultivator standards, but they wouldnt be here for this. Thus, it would have to be trusted to others. Specifically, Lyte would being here.


    Kohars apprentice was a bright woman who had probably surpassed her masters knowledge at this point, and fortunately for her sake she was a better cultivator than Kohar had been. The ravages of time had gotten to Kohar, but Lte was still rtively young as such things went. Shed even managed to reach Assimtion via schrly pursuits. Not that it was unusual for learned cultivators to advance to higher cultivation levels, but most still had some focus on martial pursuits. Lyte wasnt a pacifist, but beyond a basic devotion to her own defense her cultivation was focused elsewhere.


    Anton wondered what he might have been like, if he had been introduced to cultivation while young. If he hadnt needed to fight well, he wouldnt be all <em>that</em> different. He was a hunter already, his skill with the bow being a practical way to obtain food for his family. There had been trouble with <em>normal</em> bandits a number of times in his first century of life, and he had used his skills there as well.


    In short, Anton couldnt imagine not having some focus onbat abilities unless the world waspletely devoid of strife between humans. But he still appreciated those who had the devotion to focus on other ways of bettering themselves. And he tried to remember to focus on other ways he could build himself up, like helping people or ces improve.


    Ultimately, Anton didnt want to intimidate potential allies- or at least neural neighbors. But he <em>also</em> wasnt going to remain too far, in case he could help or if they asked to see him.


    Im going to spend my time in a neighboring system, Anton ultimately told Lte. The woman was dressed infortable clothes with only basic durability enchantments- more so because theysted better than because of value as armor. Comfortable, yet practical and formal. Ultimately, that means I cannot respond to anything for several days. I dont mind them knowing I am there, of course. It is far enough to be a reasonable caution. But mostly, I will be cultivating. Hopefully you dont need me at all.


    Without meaning to sound insulting no, we wont <em>need</em> you.


    In a way, Anton was a little disappointed. But he also knew that he really shouldnt feel obligated to be involved with everything. This thing, at least, was connected to him even if it was by some level of coincidence.


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    Continuing from where she left off, Lte gestured around them. Your garden will be much appreciated, of course. It represents my favorite part of the Alliance, growth and prosperity. But as for your presence during diplomacy, frankly youre a little bit too straightforward and amodating to deal with negotiations. At least if you deal with unscrupulous people.


    Are you saying I would get taken advantage of? Anton raised an eyebrow.


    Lte chuckled. Anyone who actually tried that would greatly regret it. But as much as I in theory like to see unpleasant individuals get crushed, in practice we need toe to <em>some</em> agreement with the least amount of bitterness possible. If a conflict is inevitable, it is likely better for the alliance in general to dy that. And I am quite practiced in maintaining decorum even when presented with the most ridiculous terms.


    Well, let me know if anyone needs a grandpa. Or pictures of meerkats with bows, he added.


    As much as I wish all negotiations could be resolved by such things, Lte grinned. I do believe we would do best to keep Akrys out of the discussion at this point.


    So the pictures of Agom from the upper realms are probably also out.


    Shes the sword wolf? Lte asked.


    Yes, how did you know?


    Information from the upper realms isnt secret. Everyones seen pictures of her. Mostly sent by Timothy duringmunication downtime.


    Anton nodded. Hed received most of his pictures that way as well. As for Timothy being the vessel, it was difficult to imagine Catarina fawning over cute things- except for Fuzz himself. And the wolves basically didnt use technology or othermunication devices except where necessary. Alva might have been a close second for people Anton would have expected to be the source of such pictures, however.


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    Anton sensed somethinging. It was still over a year before the agreed upon time- even with potential difference in time calctions the Shining Cooperative shouldnt be showing up for half a year. Though nothing said they couldnt alsoe early. Upon resolving the feeling, however, Anton determined it was simply a scout. Unless they meant to send a very small group to this diplomatic event. That wasnt technically wrong, but it would be a bit odd if they didnt bring at least a couple dozen people. Perhaps hundreds, if they hadrger ships. Hell, he wouldnt even be surprised at a fleet with an escort.


    Numbers werent something they had agreed on. Mostly the location and the purpose- to properly open diplomatic rtions, instead of relying on random people who came across each other in an unaffiliated system.


    Anton reported the scout to others, not so much as a warning but as a caution. It wasnt particrly fast, but it wasnt slow for an in-system pace either. When it got closer, Anton could feel something from it. The familiar feeling of being watched. The ship seemed to be the source of that, rather than individuals upon it. Sensors of some sort, powered by a formation. That was quite aplicated thing as he understood it, though to be fair there were depths of technology and formations that went far beyond what Anton would ever learn.


    They should have picked him out, of course. His cultivation wasnt hidden. He might have liked to leave before their scouts arrived, if he knew, but at least he should be recognizable. Unless they were extremely poor at reading auras, his should be distinctive.


    Since the scout was a herald of their eventual arrival, Anton resolved to leave the system soon enough. Being spotted wasnt a bad thing, but hanging around could make people nervous. So he would move out soon. He just needed to conscript someone to manage the garden.


    If they had been willing to reveal the existence of void ants, Anton would have assigned the task to them. They were very precise workers, very capable of tending to nts. After all, as a source of food and natural energy for them, nts were one of many things they maintained for the prosperity of their colonies. They also farmed other insects, and when the colonies got to the level of being able to cooperatively huntrger prey they managed those numbers as well.


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    Lte watched Anton go, nervously. Cultivators of her level were not without emotions- that was a mistake the Frostmirror Sect had made long before. Completely cutting off emotions dulled responses. But letting them influence judgment too much was also a problem, especially in the sort of position Lte had. Instead, it was important to <em>deal</em> with such things.


    For that purpose, Antons gardens were perfect. A peaceful ce, away from the piles of information she had to sort through regarding the requests of various factions. Not that she even expected to get to most of that. Her goal in the negotiations was to secure the most important thing- a peace treaty. Even one that wasnt supernaturally binding was still extremely valuable. It either showed sincerity from the other side, or could be used as leverageter to gain greater advantage if they disregarded it.


    Considering the worst oues was necessary. But Lte only wanted to consider the taste of the citrus fruit she picked. It was both sweet and sour. Delicious, and full of natural energy. This was a young tree, picked from among the natives? It was amazing that it was grown and fruiting already, and so good. They simply had to export these.


    But Lte knew that it wasnt simply a good variety that made it this way. It was Anton. The man had picked out perfect positioning, changing the levels of dirt in the gardens while considering the way light would hit each nt. He was a master of his craft, even with new and never before experienced nts. His original profession was as a farmer, after all. There was a reason the fruits from the main branch of the Order of One Hundred Stars could sell for as much as a small mansion. Even if the man only personally tended them every few years or so, over the course of centuries there were many amazing nts that had been raised by that man.


    Lte felt better. And she was going to offer the fruit to whoever she was negotiating with. It should make <em>them</em> more rxed, and favorably inclined to be more reasonable. It wasnt bribery, it was kindness. Because what she really wanted was to keep them all for herself.
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