After the delegates got back on the station, they were still bewildered about what just happened. The moment they got decontaminated and offloaded the 'Compensation' into secure storage, countless questions began to barrage them from around.
Some filled with wonder some with dread, and maybe feeling reasonable to explain themselves, they launched a detailed explaining seminar to explain everything that happened to them.
As they continued to explain, the Viewport view behind them slowly began to transform outside.
Behind the Station, a shadow began to grow, slowly as the detached Station parts began, squirming with aktivity. As the ditched Station parts got centralized, they grew a massive Green Mushroom that encased the Metall and provided Atmosphere generation to other beings. Meanwhile, the roots began to grow from the connection points, stretching horizontal to the nearest Star Radiating energy towards it.
The Personal on the station watched the scanning results carefully, worry evident that they might be attacked from my side, in awe as everything they saw grew inside the hostile environment of space.
Once the first quick round of growth has finished the root mat spread around considerably and I begun putting up a short show, as I carried most of the grown Doomshroom's out while they were temporary growing on my body.
As i got outside and looked back I suddenly got a notification inside my mind as someone tried to vent all the remaining gas from the newly build vents, but as new prime Shroom Estate they just didn't work, shutting down whatever and whoever was trying this, right at the start. After this was over I begun 'Walking' on the root carpet placing down a mature Doomshrom every now and then they begun wriggling or 'Dancing' while they ejected the seed pods they had previously grown, once their movement orientated towards the Root Carpet its letting the inertia carry them towards their destination.
From the Stations view point it looks like a Flat Mystical Cultivation Continent slowly grew in full view, along with 'Dancing' Doomshroom's, that to the audience relive , did not detonate as widespread knowledge would indicate.
Over the short amount of only 24 hours, it got colorful on the root Carpet as a wider variety of Mushrooms began to grow on it. As more and more Doomshroom's begun to mature, providing a constant increase in surplus power, spiraling the growth of the root Carpet upwards and the energy needs of any freshly grown Shroom along its path got covered. Even the Green Mushroom that replaces the Atmosphere generating and control begins to visible change as the vibrant Green dulled over the day. The color slowly returned from the top of its cap like a blanket that slowly dropped down. The visual picture and the knowledge they had accumulated over all this time fighting against this seemingly no longer hostile Enemy painted a grimm difference on the emptiness of Space behind it.
As the incoming reports frome the Frontlines also seemingly going along as there were no attacks, or any boarding attempts, nor any long-range matter bombardments at all. The reports get even more serious than that, as the attached observation protocols showed a massive strategic relocation towards better Strategic defense locations. That number was still massive even after the withdrawal of the turned ships and their crews, the remaining Plague Troops Bunkering down inside the Planets, dwarf planets and asteroid belts, witch resulted into more and more Silent discomfort as the news travel with the usual faster than anything speed.
As for the Counting Decisions, most of the Voices that previously supported the war to continue got so much military surplus from the stopped fighting, Redirecting the suddenly available supplies to places where they were needed, and they melted away into embers that were not so sure anymore.
Then the Thief's Faction brought up the matter of the Nutrition Solution, reporting a steep decline in acquiring availability as disaster to happen. Then, they began listing all the benefits that would dissaper alongside that.
Like better cybernetic compability, enhanced anti aging, enchanced child development, faster limb regeneration or quicker development of genetic modifications, and some other neat benefits.
Meanwhile, the Gifts I generously gave were sorted catalogt franticly, and some researchers began to study the exotic radiation pellets while they weren't even caring about the normal ones. They got dumped into an containment container with a glas dome, as nobody wanted to let this sit unwatched in any corner of any kind. Wich turned out to be a good point.
As some more days slipped and the Green Mushrooms blanket grew and grew and it touched the root layer, the space beneath it became filled with breathable air, as the blanked and roots worked like an industrial loom that expanded the atmospheric chambers.
The container that holds the remaining pellet seeds indeed begun to grow, alarming the lab personnel who could not have predicted anymore right. As the pods began their growth, they merged together, producing a clean milky white carpet inside their containment container.
I took this opportunity to grow them a little version of me inside it, a diplomatic figurine like little me. As I highly daupt that they would come over a second time or let anyone from oure side over into the station after what we did and didn't do. Luckily, they didn't burn the small me, and i could play the role of Diplomatic Kontakt with myself.
I had to chuckle because some of the members clearly learned something from failure and othes simply couldn't. It's like they are all already owning their sentience, but some just didn't want to use it.
After they pressed the information out of the delegates that were witnesses, they still needed some time to put together how they would be able to deal with this sudden peace offer. While they were busy thwarting each other arrangements I used this time to help Devron figure out how to use his new vocal cords. It felt like teaching an extremely smart Cat not to push something over the edge, and Devron was the cat i tried to teach, and he always tried to eat my teaching materials. I mean, his new form is more of a biological compression of his Biomass than shape-shifting. But after gaining the ability to taste stuff he got completely hooked, as Energie by nature is tasteless and after compressing himself he didn't need quite as much energy as bevor but he insisted on getting free food for him from the whole place. And because it's partially my fault the he ended up like that, so i accept some concessions on that. After a long mental talk and some push and pull about stuff he can eat and can't, we finally reached an agreement he would not eat anything that looked like struckture and in return I would organize food for him from around space.
After I finally dealt with Devron, I let Eon be his linguistic teacher again and finally faund some time to help Sental out of her newfound net addiction. After she found an access point to the Galatic Net, she basically became stationary, and one could spot light shining beneath her sensory Myzelium suit as she processed the new available data. I know it's considered a crime to most to cut off the net connection, but I doubt she will still be the same after processing all available net data. So I cut her access of and she got dark instantly, and her head turned slowly towards me. "Why?" It was nerly accusatory "Because this information is not the logical cold mathematical knowledge you are used to get, it has emotions, based positions on nearly anything and greedy scamers that want to rob you digitally of just anything to resell the data. So it's not beneficial for someone like you who hasn't experienced such things. I will explain everything in detail later on. Just don't consume it like that, it's information has many made-up data parts with no connection to reality. So please just consume it slowly while you chek how true it's realy is, because you have a chance of becoming a wannabe being blinded by what ifs and lies." At least my words seem to get her thoughts going as she began to check the data she already read.
As i just finished up dealing with both of them, the others on board the station finally got themselves together to decide on this ceasefire. Little me also got invited to speak about 'their' plan of peaceful cooperation. After I heard everything they wanted to say, I first had to redraw the concepts of who is owning the bigger Stick.
"I heard all of your proposals' needs and wants, but I have to say that my position and yours are vastly different given our circumstances. As I hold the singular decision, making power on nearly as much controlled space as you all hold together as collective. Even more so as most of the planets I hold are already terraformed and pocces an aktiv Biosphere and Atmosphere. And please do not forget that I knew a lot of your supposed secret Installations, so I would propose the new borders are drawn where they last fights have happened. As for the stealing of my Food for your own purpose, all involved personnel should take their responsibility for choosing to do it."