Nothing
In a mere week, the Xandu capital changed.
The people became somewhat zombies, mindlessly working behind tables and figuring out how to do what with their lives.
And although some did rebel openly and tried to pleasure themselves, those few were immediately removed from the general people and were executed.
Not killed. But rather their precious things were executed, nerves severed, pleasure lost…. These people became even more zombie-esque.
"All according to plan?" Xovia asked.
"In a sense," Mihael paused. "Any word from earth?"
"None so far. They know us far too well," She giggled.
"Well, even if that's the case, you've still taken things too far," Inidin said.
They were back on the ship looking back at the conquered planet through their monitors.
Though short, they'd already conquered two planets. A definite breach of the intergalactic contract.