Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451 The Decision to Return

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The influencer resurfaced almost immediately on several alternate accounts. According to him, the platform had banned him only because his report threatened the interests of the people at the top.

Mention a cover–up or a conspiracy, and most citizens instantly stopped feeling sleepy.

The Empire was facing danger both within and beyond its borders. People desperately needed something to distract them from their anxiety.

The mysterious serum became the subject of feverish discussion almost overnight.

Aggressive censorship kept it off the trending charts, but at private receptions and dinner tables, it was all anyone wanted to talk about.

“Why are we still trying to suppress it? There’s no point anymore. The truth will come out sooner or later.”

Marston was visibly anxious. Rowan, by contrast, remained remarkably composed.

No wall could keep every secret from escaping forever.

If the story had already leaked, then the serum was clearly no longer much of a secret in the Central Star Region.

Sure enough, intelligence from the shadow division soon reached Rowan.

“Unequal distribution? Over something this twisted? These people aren’t frightened of it. They’re furious because they think they received too little, and that the great families hoarded all the best doses?”

Even Adrian Whitmore, normally calm and unshakable, stared blankly when he heard the

report.

Adrian believed in earning everything through honest effort. A gift falling freely from the sky was more likely to crush someone than save them.

But those people in the Central Star Region?

Have they all lost their minds?

Julian sat on the couch with his cheeks puffad

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He turned toward Rowan. Julian seemed interested only in Rowan’s opinion. Whatever everyone else had been barking about had gone straight past him.

Rowan sighed helplessly.

Some choices were easy to understand and painfully hard to make.

“The situation in the Central Star Region proves that it’s time to transfer or evacuate several critical industries,” Marston said with his usual precision.

The Central Star Region was the heart of the Empire and home to countless influential figures.

The Imperial palace and the Council were only the beginning. White Tower Institute occupied an entire planet. The region also contained the Empire’s two leading military academies and an enormous concentration of advanced military research and industry. All of it would have to be moved.

Then there were the countless ordinary citizens.

Of course, the military could choose not to evacuate them and instead eliminate every insectoid host.

But how were they supposed to determine who carried a parasite and who did not?

The detector had not been completed. Even after it was, the insectoids hidden in the Central Star Region would probably belong to a more advanced generation.

Only Julian could identify them.

Sending him in, however, would place him in extraordinary danger.

Directly occupying the Central Star Region was not a realistic alternative. The military could spare only one division, which would never be enough.

The region already contained a First Legion division, along with the large private forces maintained by every major family.

Under ordinary circumstances, the military would not have taken those smaller forces seriously. But while its main armies were pinned at the border and only one division could be detached, those same private troops became a hard bone to break.

Evacuate or fight.

Either choice was difficult.

The decision still had to be made.

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“If the military wants the initiative, we need to know what’s actually happening inside the Central Star Region,” Orion said in a low voice. “As long as we remain outside, we’ll never obtain firsthand intelligence.”

Rowan then delivered another report with obvious regret.

“We just received word that seventeen shadow–division soldiers have disappeared. The cause is

unknown…”

Silence spread among the generals.

Even Atlas and Harper, who had firmly opposed sending Julian into danger, stopped speaking.

At last, Orion, still directing the war of attrition at the front, asked, “Rowan, what do

you think?”

Rowan drew a deep breath.

“His Grace and I both believe that rather than letting the enemy drag us around by the nose, we should enter the Central Star Region ourselves. We may even need to visit the capital world.”

For the military as a whole, it was unquestionably the best decision.

Julian wanted the same thing.

Atlas and Harper offered no further objection.

Orion finally said coldly, “Go.”

Beyond the frozen viewport lay silence close to absolute zero and an insectoid tide retreating without a sound.

A young Alpha with the straight–backed bearing of a pine walked slowly into the treatment wing. His military cap sat low over emerald eyes. He looked like an ornate ceremonial sword: beautifully decorated, yet sharpened to a lethal edge.

His psychic sea ached because his spirit form had been injured. Needles seemed to stab through it while flames burned from within.

It hurt terribly.

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