Chapter 409: The Goal—The Sea of Stars (Part One)

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Late at night, in the staff dormitory of the Superpower Academy.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone had gone to bed, several sneaky figures quietly slipped out of their rooms.

Following the routes they had scouted during the day, each of them began making their way toward the principal's office in the school's main academic building.

All of this, of course, was under George's surveillance.

"Should we just let them go like that?"

Inside the school's main conference room, Professor X turned to George with a hint of doubt in his voice.

With his telepathic powers, he could naturally sense everything happening on campus—just like George—including the actions of the newly arrived, restless individuals.

"No need. Let them stir up trouble if they want. For now, let's get down to business."

George looked toward the audience seated below him. The room was filled with the school's faculty, along with one special guest: the newly appointed director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson.

"First, I've identified who issued the bounty. Tomorrow, I'll be leaving Earth to eliminate that individual. Once the bounty issuer is taken care of, there won't be any more bounty hunters or marauders coming to Earth to cause trouble."

"How interesting. I'm going too!"

As soon as George mentioned leaving Earth, several teachers immediately lit up with curiosity and interest, eager to accompany him.

Not a single one of them seemed concerned about whether George could handle the bounty target.

Just a few days ago, when Thor visited the school, he had mentioned that George's strength was such that no civilization in the universe dared to provoke him. Even Odin, the All-Father, had spoken of George with the highest regard.

"Not now. Once I leave, I'll need all of you to stay behind and safeguard Earth against any unexpected threats.

Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future to explore other civilizations in the universe. That brings me to the second point."

George turned his gaze to Coulson, who instinctively straightened in surprise.

"Coulson, the second matter mainly falls on you."

"George, just say the word. I'll do everything in my power."

Coulson immediately sat up straight and nodded firmly.

As the new director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he essentially represented the collective interests of all human nations on Earth. As long as something benefited all of humanity, he was more than willing to act on it.

So far, everything George had done had been for the greater good of humanity, and Coulson was fully committed to supporting him with everything he had.

"This time, in addition to eliminating the bounty issuer, I'll also be establishing contact with the ruling power of the Milky Way—the Nova Empire. I'll ask them to send representatives to Earth to initiate formal contact with humanity and guide us into the space age.

While I'm away, I need you to coordinate with the leaders of all the nations. Start drafting appropriate plans and launch a wide-scale awareness campaign."

Leading all of humanity into the space age was no small feat and would require global cooperation. If everything wasn't communicated in advance, there was no telling what kind of chaos might erupt.

George wasn't about to waste his valuable time dealing with petty bureaucratic issues.

He would leave all that to Coulson. His role was simply to serve as the initiator—once he dealt with Thanos, he'd casually begin talks with the Nova Empire.

"What? Lead humanity into the space age? Isn't that moving too fast?"

Everyone was stunned by George's announcement, and Coulson was the first to voice concern.

Discussions about alien civilizations had already been taking place among world leaders over the past few days. It was an issue that could potentially reshape the fate of Earth and humanity—nothing was more important at the moment.

Global leaders had been debating whether they should actively seek contact with alien civilizations to acquire advanced technologies and guide humanity toward the stars.

In the end, they agreed it was necessary—but not immediately.

Compared to interstellar civilizations, Earth's current level of development was far too primitive. Moreover, the general public would likely struggle to accept such a leap in a short time. If they moved too quickly, it could backfire disastrously.

It would be better to first study the alien technologies already in their possession, gradually improve their understanding, and then slowly initiate contact. That would be a safer and more stable approach.

Otherwise, stepping out too soon might result in Earth being completely exploited by more advanced civilizations.

Moreover, through interrogating the marauders and bounty hunters, they learned that the universe outside wasn't as peaceful as it seemed. The Nova Empire, the Kree Empire, and the Skrull Empire had never ceased their three-way war.

Planets with lower civilizations like Earth were no more than insignificant specks of dust in such interstellar conflicts.

"Coulson, you make a valid point. But there's something you may not know—we must establish contact with extraterrestrial civilizations, and more urgently, we must prioritize launching a planetary emigration project to relocate Earth's population to other worlds."

George shook his head as he prepared to reveal everything about the Celestial embryo.

He didn't see any reason to keep it hidden. Only by letting humanity understand the coming crisis—by facing fear—could people unite. It was the only way to get world governments to stand together against external threats. And it would also save him the trouble.

More importantly, this revelation would help global leaders recognize George's critical importance as a supreme combat force—and grasp the essential role of the Superpower Academy.

It would eliminate a great deal of unnecessary resistance. While such issues weren't a major inconvenience to George, dealing with them would still waste time he'd rather spend researching magic.

At this rate, George would eventually become humanity's equivalent of a nuclear deterrent—a power that all of humankind would have to rely on.

Everyone would come to realize that only with George's presence could Earth, a low-tier civilization, survive among the dominant galactic powers—instead of being enslaved and sent off to mine resources on alien worlds.

"Planetary emigration? You want Earth's population to live on alien planets?"

Coulson was stunned again. Just moments ago, they were discussing contact with extraterrestrial civilizations—how had the topic suddenly escalated to mass emigration? Wasn't that something to consider only much later?

"If Earth's population continues to grow unchecked, in just a few years, both Earth and humanity as a whole could face total destruction."

George looked down at the crowd of stunned faces and began to explain everything: the Celestials who create stars and planets, the method of their reproduction, and the Celestial embryo currently forming in Earth's core.

The room fell silent for a long time—everyone struggled to process what they'd just heard.

The major galactic civilizations were already intimidating enough, but these cosmic Celestials were on a completely different level—utterly beyond comprehension.

"George… are you saying even you can't defeat the Celestials?"

Coulson couldn't help but ask.

In his mind, George—who could transform into a dragon thousands of meters tall—was even more powerful than the gods of myth.

"At least not right now. I can handle the weaker ones, but the stronger ones? Definitely not. And don't forget—they don't come alone; they come in groups.

So, Coulson, figure out how you're going to explain all this to the world's leaders.

But remember—time is limited. The emigration effort must proceed as quickly as possible. No one can predict exactly when Earth's population will hit the critical threshold."

George gave a final reminder.

In the cinematic universe, according to the standard timeline, it would take about six years before Earth's population reached the level needed to awaken the Celestial embryo. But this wasn't the movies—who knew when it might actually happen?

It could be in a year or two. It could be more than a decade.

Either way, the sooner, the better.

(End of Chapter)