Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1444: Chapter 544: Every Life Deserves Respect (Part 3)

"This..."

"Why! What is he after? Is he planning to..."

Kui Sheng: "That’s right, he really intends to save every single person that can still be rescued. Even if it looks like a losing deal, totally not worth the cost, even though just two days ago we were fighting him to the death, even though plenty of Red Peak Army warriors died at our hands too. But he still chose to do this. Before I came back, he said something to me."

"What did he say?"

"Commander Kui, hurry up and tell us, stop keeping us in suspense!"

Kui Sheng took a deep breath. "He said that every life deserves to be respected."

"Huh?"

"This..."

In the hall where the higher-ranking prisoners of war were gathered, silence fell in an instant, not a sound to be heard.

They even forgot to ask how they themselves would be dealt with.

There was no need anymore.

That one sentence from Earl Red Blade was the firmest stance imaginable.

But some people were still mired in confusion and couldn’t help saying, "But we really did destroy some of the Red Peak Army Warships and killed quite a few of their people."

Kui Sheng nodded. "Yes. I didn’t talk with Earl Red Blade in detail about this topic. But from his attitude and a few things he said, I’ve basically figured out how he thinks. He understands that we had no choice before. After all, we pirates may look glamorous in the Shattered Star Ring, but facing the oppression of Nanxiang Marquis, we really had no say. He knows Nanxiang Marquis is the true enemy, and we were just tools. Tools themselves bear no guilt. So he forgave us a long time ago."

"Before I met Earl Red Blade, I actually had a brief exchange with Marshal Ying Zhenshan and Deputy Marshal Yuan Qinh. Not only did they not humiliate me, they even comforted me, told me not to feel any psychological pressure. The army under Earl Red Blade is unlike any force we know, completely different from us as well."

With things explained to this extent, if anyone still felt Earl Red Blade was insincere in accepting their surrender, they’d be hopelessly stupid.

Everyone understood the logic, but reality felt so unreal that no one dared believe it.

But soon, whether they believed it or not, they’d have to.

After a brief calibration, the Rescue Worker Flying Devices had already begun live-streaming the relief operation.

In the very hall where the prisoners were gathered, a multifunctional three-dimensional projector was set up. The prisoners could use the projection to watch freely, even switch channels at will to different video sources, seeing the rescue situation in different areas.

Seeing is believing; what you hear is unreliable.

They watched those multifunctional Flying Devices carefully cutting away the damaged sections of the Warships, trying to reach every corner where survivors might still be alive, then gently extracting pirates who were either trapped in sealed compartments, or wearing spacesuits but pinned in place by warped metal and unable to escape. Standing in the hall, Kui Sheng and the others unconsciously held their breath, their nerves taut.

They didn’t know these low-level pirates, but that didn’t stop them, in this moment, from worrying about the fate of these strangers.

They also saw the rescued sobbing uncontrollably once they were finally safe, clutching the Rescue Workers and knocking their heads to the floor in wild gratitude.

Of course, some people still wondered silently: could this all be special effects simulated by an AI?

With the Empire’s level of technology, they could certainly make special effects indistinguishable from reality.

Until someone in the hall suddenly screamed in excitement.

"That’s my wife! I... oh my god!"

The others all turned to look at this lucky pirate captain, their eyes filled with indescribable envy.

Everyone present had relatives and friends killed or wounded; many had lost everyone and were left utterly alone.

This guy not only survived himself, his wife was still alive too—he must have been a Chosen One in a past life, saving the Empire to earn such blessings.

"Oh! That’s Captain of the Hison Pirate Group, my good brother! Hahaha, the guy’s guts are still so tiny, look at him kowtowing and begging the Rescue Workers not to kill him."

"Yeah, he really doesn’t think it through. If they wanted to kill him, why bother going to all this trouble to save him first?"

"We’ve got to make fun of him properly when we see him later."

"Heh heh."

As more and more pirates were rescued, familiar faces began to appear one after another.

Slowly, no one questioned the authenticity of what they were seeing anymore.