Chapter : 143.2 : The End

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For Sebastian, fame was meaningless. The title of champion of the championship and the admission slots at the Super-Tier Academy were the real deal. The champion position was more than just an honor; it also represented a multitude of rewards, and this was what Sebastian valued.

There were many celebrations, but all of them were rejected by Sebastian. Under the personal escort of the school, he returned to the relief community, entered his room, and accessed the awakening space. He began browsing through the current situation on Greater Terra.

The Astra Militarum was on a long vacation at this time, and there was also a grand celebration where everyone was smiling. Defeating an ordinary individual and defeating a supernatural being were two different things.

"Congratulations! Well done," Sebastian left a message.

Elizabeth was slightly dumbfounded; after that, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. For her, the highest form of appreciation was praise from the Father.

After the celebrations, the conference for the division of merit commenced. Actions must be rewarded and faults must be punished; this was the rule of the Astra Militarum.

Sebastian watched with interest as the first credit for this battle was given to Dr. Han, the person who developed the T-virus. Although Dr. Han was only in his early thirties, he was bald.

He was ambitious and in high spirits. His gaze swept over the entire venue unrestrained. That look on his face seemed to say, "How's that? How dare you underestimate our research? Who says biology is a garbage subject? I'm here to prove it to you: the upcoming century will be the century of biology."

The merit of everyone else was straightforward; there were no exceptions. From the scientists and generals to the common guardsmen, even the logistics staff received great rewards.

"Even the hardest-working ox deserves a bundle of hay." In terms of rewards, Elizabeth had never been stingy.

After the celebration and distribution of rewards, the old tradition of the Astra Militarum, the post-war analysis meeting, also began. The meeting was attended by Elizabeth, Rommel, Masson, Cross, Fleming, Dr. Han, and others. They were all the top elites of the Astra Militarum.

Due to the T-virus, Dr. Han's reputation was stronger than ever; he was also appointed by Elizabeth as the general director of the biological research team. Consequently, this research group received exceptional attention.

"I have one thing to say." Seeing the happy faces of everyone, Dr. Han poured cold water on them: "The T-virus is not unstoppable; even zombies are not invincible. They have a fatal weakness. The supernatural beings of the outer planets are unique. If confronted by a nemesis, zombies will also succumb."

"Dr. Han is right." Fleming nodded and said with conviction, "We can't put all our hopes on the virus; other weapons need to be developed as well. Now we need a more comprehensive weapon."

Everyone else nodded. This time, the battle was a big victory, but it also exposed many problems. For example, Machine Guns were not powerful enough. Although the Artillery was powerful, its accuracy was a problem. Sniper Rifles could only be used in certain situations; as for the Schwerer Gustav and Toxic Gas, again, there were considerable restrictions. It felt like their hands were tied.

"The industrial base and technical theories are still weak." Elizabeth was naturally aware of these issues, but this was the limit of what the Astra Militarum could do at the moment. Moving forward, it would take technological and industrial progress to make it happen.

"These weapons will continue to be improved, with a focus on developing single-unit mass destruction weapons." Elizabeth scanned the crowd and said, "Judging from the battle, the individual strength of the Supernaturals we face will get stronger. In the future, there will likely be some Supernaturals with extremely alarming individual strength, so sniper rifles are not enough."

"The hit rate of the Schwerer Gustav is also a problem," Fleming spoke up at that time. "Although the Siege Artillery is more accurate than the Artillery, if the Supernatural is fast enough and reacts in time, it can be dodged in advance. At least it's possible to avoid the most powerful explosion that is at the center. We may need to develop a weapon with a higher hit rate."

"I'll add one too." Cross also spoke up and said, "This time, the battle was a defensive battle, so we had no casualties among our units. However, if it is an offensive operation in the future, the defensive nature of the fighter is a problem. It is difficult to deal with the surprise attacks of those high-mobility Supernaturals in the wild at all times, so we need a temporary fortress-like structure, and this fortress needs to be able to move!"

"You mean something like a steam car?" Allard asked.

"Not a steam car." Cross shook his head and said, "Steam cars are still too bulky. We need something more flexible."

As the meeting progressed, opinions and ideas were thrown out one by one, and the discussion was very lively. The main issue was that this time in the battle, there were too many Supernatural species to face. From low-civilization races to super-civilization races, it was an eye-opening experience as they discovered their shortcomings.

This meeting was also held over several days because there were too many opinions, and it needed to be fully discussed and debated. Finally, it was up to Elizabeth to make the decision herself, as it was impossible to take every idea and implement it.

After some calculations, Elizabeth worked out a preliminary policy. This policy would also determine the direction of development of the Imperium in the next decade, or even decades.

Sebastian also saw what was suggested, and there was no problem. As for the specifics, Elizabeth and these professionals naturally considered them very carefully.

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After three days of rest, Sebastian met Merlin again.

At that time, Merlin didn't come for pleasantries; he was there to take Sebastian to the City Hall of Klikovichy City. The admissions teachers from the Super-Tier Academy gathered there and conducted the recruitment process for student placement. It was also up to his judgment to determine which Academy to attend.