Chapter 511 What do they plan to do with the resistance army?

Chapter 511 What do they plan to do with the resistance army?

"Master." The titanium-silver robot walked lightly to the repair cabin, crouched down and said to Atlas, who was immersed in the light blue nutrient solution, "You have a communication request from the Office of the Speaker of the Interstellar Federation."

Atlas looked pale and haggard in the nutrient solution. The robot repeated it again, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His empty eyes stared at the transparent hatch of the repair cabin. It took him a long time to focus his eyes and wake up completely.

His gaze passed through the nutrient solution and fell on the flashing communicator in the robot's hand.

"Bang--" Atlas slapped the hatch cover hard, and the transparent hatch cover slid open to both ends.

He reached out to take the communicator, and the moment the robot handed it to him, Atlas clenched his fist, and the communicator fell into the thick nutrient solution with a plop.

Atlas propped himself up and sat up, calming down the palpitations in his heart caused by being awakened, and asked, "Where did you say the communication request came from?"

"This is a communication request from the Office of the President of the Interstellar Federation, Master."

The nutrient solution dripped down Atlas' cheeks, and he remained silent with his eyes drooping.

Ever since Schnatter led the Interstellar Federation fleet into Earth through the Void Star Vortex, the Speaker's Office no longer answers his communications on the grounds that all affairs are under the full authority of the Marshal.

Now that I think about it, it must be that his value has been fully utilized, and Speaker Hans did not intend to deal with him perfunctorily anymore, so he unilaterally cut off contact.

Why did he suddenly come to me at this time? Could it be that I could be used again?

Atlas sneered, propped himself up on the cabin wall with his arms, and stood up from the repair cabin.

The robot dried him and put on a bathrobe. Atlas sat down on the sofa and said casually, "Hera, pick it up."

Hera fished out the still flashing communicator from the nutrient solution. Once connected, the communicator automatically floated in front of Atlas. Speaker Hans's face with impatience appeared on the light screen in front of him.

When he suddenly saw Atlas' face, Old Hans' eyes flashed with surprise, but he soon understood what was going on. He raised his chin slightly and said, "It seems that you have already used the good things I asked Marshal Schnatter to bring you, my friend."

It would have been fine if this had not been mentioned, but once it was mentioned, Atlas became even more furious.

He put so much effort and did so many things for Old Hans, only to get a thing like this that required countless lives to support. Did Old Hans know how many hidden dangers this would bring him?

Moreover, this stuff cannot be used without soaking for a day. Is Old Hans trying to fool him with long-outdated technology?

It was like a bolt of lightning striking Atlas' mind, and his heart suddenly became clear.

That's right, since Old Hans had originally planned to burn his bridges and hand over the Earth to those demons after pulling it into the Interstellar Federation, there was no need for him to abide by the agreement he had made with himself and give himself the technology that could truly reshape life and give him a new lease of life.

Atlas appeared calm on the surface, but in fact his teeth were almost broken.

No one, no one in this world can fool him, not even the Speaker of the Interstellar Federation!

After Hans finished speaking, Atlas didn't respond for a long time. The corners of his lips drooped, and he no longer concealed his impatience.

He didn't have much time to reminisce with Atlas. It was fine that Atlas didn't answer the video for a long time, but now he even dared not to answer him. It seemed that this guy had really hooked up with Schnatter. The two of them must be plotting something bad to him behind his back, so they dared to ignore him like this!

The video fell into an eerie silence. Atlas suppressed his anger and smiled like a statue. He nodded gracefully and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Speaker. I was repairing the cabin just now and was unable to receive your communication in time. I am really sorry."

"I wonder why Mr. Speaker contacted me during your busy schedule?"

Hans narrowed his eyes slightly. Atlas used to leave messages to the Speaker's office almost every other day, saying that he wanted to report to him on the progress of the formation of the Earth Alliance government. Now that he had taken the initiative to call him, he did not mention a word about the report. There was only one explanation, that is, not only had he found another backer, but they were also planning to throw him, the Speaker, off the ship.

Hans became more certain of his judgment that Atlas and Schnatter were in cahoots with each other, secretly colluding with each other behind his back and planning to betray him.

In a flash, he had already thought of how they would die in the future.

But before that, he still needed to know what they planned to do by joining forces with the rebels.