It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

"……never mind."

Ren Feng waved his hand and walked forward with a blank expression.

Migration plan, migration plan again...

Thinking of the staff who had been mobilized from home three times a while ago, Ren Feng sighed deeply.

I really don't know why these people want to leave this city...

Isn't it good to live like this?

As for the middle-aged man, looking at the back of Ren Feng who suddenly emo'd, he scratched his head in doubt.

But soon, he put the matter behind him and continued to yell.

"Look, look, look, Wallace Burger..."

……

After passing through the crowded downtown area, Ren Feng came to a slightly quiet residential area.

"Xiaofeng, are you back?"

On the way, an aunt saw Ren Feng, greeted him with a smile and said, "It seems that you have another visitor at home."

Ren Feng's heart tightened, but nothing showed on his face.

He smiled and nodded to the aunt: "Okay, I'll go back right away!"

As he said that, he quickened his pace a little and rushed towards his own direction.

……

As soon as he opened the door, Ren Feng heard the familiar voice from inside.

"Proxima Centauri is a doomed star..."

Ren Feng sighed slightly.

They are also the mobilizers of the migration plan.

"Mom, I'm back."

Ren Feng shouted loudly.

Ren Feng's call quickly attracted the attention of several people in the living room.

Among them, a woman who appeared to be in her 40s quickly stood up and waved to him.

"Xiaofeng, you are back."

"Come on, this... well, this comrade is here to find you."

Ren Feng sighed softly, and walked towards the living room with difficulty.

A middle-aged man in uniform lit up when he saw Ren Feng.

He got up quickly, walked quickly to Ren Feng, stretched out his hands to hold Ren Feng's right hand: "Hello, Ren Feng, maybe you don't know me, let me introduce myself first..."

Ren Feng pouted, and pulled out his right hand mercilessly: "Isn't it just to persuade me to join the migration plan?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he said with embarrassment: "It's true to say that..."

Ren Feng waved his hand: "Don't waste your energy, I won't participate in the migration plan."

Hearing this, the man in uniform showed a bit of anxiety in his eyes: "But, your parents both chose to participate in the migration plan, and you stay here alone..."

Ren Feng interrupted the man in uniform, and said in a bad tone: "Who said I stay here alone?"

As soon as the words fell, two childish voices sounded in the living room: "We also want to stay here!"

"Wherever brother is going, we will go!"

The man in uniform turned his head to look.

I saw two children about ten years old jumping off the sofa with smiles on their faces, and came to Ren Feng's side.

"This..." The man in uniform cast a begging look at the middle-aged couple at the side.

This is also the first time he encountered this situation.

There was no surprise on the faces of the middle-aged couple.

Father Ren sighed deeply, and said softly, "Comrade, take a step to speak."

With that said, he walked directly outside the house.

The man in uniform was stunned, and quickly followed in the footsteps of Ren's father.

……

"It's weird, isn't it?"

Father Ren's slightly hoarse voice came from the front.

The man in uniform smiled wryly and nodded: "It is indeed a little unexpected."

"We have never encountered such a situation."

"Generally speaking, it is the children who are willing to migrate and the parents who are unwilling to migrate."

Father Ren stopped his steps, turned his head to look at the man in uniform, and sighed deeply again.

"Speaking of which, we should blame our husband and wife for this matter."

The man in uniform didn't speak, but cast a puzzled look at Ren's father.

"You should have noticed that the two children are closer to Ren Feng."

The man in uniform nodded.

Indeed it is.

Before Ren Feng came back, the two children didn't even have a smile on their faces.

Ren's father said to himself: "Ren Feng, now 25 years old, has lived with his grandfather since he was a child."

"As for the two younger children, they have also lived with their grandfather since they were born. On weekdays, the closest person is Ren Feng."

"It wasn't until the last few months that we brought all three of them back."

"so……"

Chapter 319 Migration?

The man in uniform suddenly realized.

He found the breaking point, and quickly asked, "What about their grandfather?"

The corner of Ren's father's mouth twitched, and he looked into the distance: "In City No. [-]."

"Currently, living alone."

"The old man is from the earth, nostalgic."

"It's hard to have a home, so naturally I don't want to leave."

"It's just... Ren Feng has a lot of affection, he wants to take care of his grandfather, so he refuses to participate in the relocation plan."

"Those two children..." As he spoke, Ren's father smiled wryly and shook his head, "What can a ten-year-old know, all he knows is to follow his elder brother."

The man in uniform frowned.

Now, things are difficult.

"What do you think of this?" the uniformed man asked in a low voice, "Should they stay here with the old man, or..."

Father Ren's emotions suddenly became agitated: "Are you kidding me?!"

"Who doesn't know that Proxima Centauri is about to go out?"

"If you can live here for 100 years, can you stay here for 500 years?!"

"Don't get excited." The man in uniform comforted him softly.

"...I'm sorry." Ren's father gradually calmed down, lowered his head and apologized, "I hope you can persuade him to let Ren Feng participate in the migration plan."

"We... only have these three children."

The man in uniform nodded silently: "This is our mission."

"What's more, the higher-ups attach great importance to these new generations who are unwilling to migrate. You also know how important these new blood are to civilization in the interstellar era."

"I'll try my best."

……

The next day.

The man in uniform came to City No. [-].

According to the address given by my father, I came to a remote community.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, he took a deep breath.

After squeezing out a kind smile on his face, he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

An old voice came from it.

Then, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer sounded at the door.

The footsteps stopped.

The man in uniform hurriedly said: "Hello, I am the street leader of the Human Migration Project."

"Click."

The door opened slowly, and behind the door was an old man with white hair.

The old man frowned and looked at the man in uniform, and asked in a low voice, "Migration... didn't you come here a few days ago?"

During the words, the old man's face was full of vigilance: "Could it be a liar?!"

"Old man, I am not engaged in migration." The man in uniform was a little speechless, and quickly explained, "I am the person in charge of the street, mainly mobilizing people to participate in the migration plan."

The old man waved his hand: "It's not about migration..."

"Besides, I don't think you are a good person."

While speaking, he stretched out his wrinkled hand and tremblingly pressed a red button by the door.

Uniform man:? ? !

"Old man, don't, don't, don't be impulsive!" He took out a certificate from his pocket, and stopped the old man in front of him, "Look, I have a certificate!"

The old man pressed the button with one hand, took the certificate with the other, and glanced suspiciously.

"Now the fake certificates are so powerful?"

The man in uniform: "..."

"Master, I'm calling you Master!"

The man in uniform said dumbfoundedly: "Master, think about it carefully. After coming to Proxima Centauri, have you ever met a liar?"

The old man nodded silently: "Yes."

The man in uniform was shocked: "What?! When did it happen?!"

impossible!

All the cities are under the management of Zero, even dignified councilors, cannot use their power for personal gain!

Is there a god who can escape Zero's investigation? !

The old man looked at the man vigilantly, and slowly spit out two words: "Now."

The man in uniform: "..."

……

Finally, under the proof of the police, the old man finally believed in the identity of the man in uniform.

"So...you migratory people, why are you looking for me again?"

The man in uniform corrected weakly: "Master, we are not engaged in migration, I am..."