【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

This is a meeting room with a high ceiling and large French windows, generous furnishings and modern style. The overall layout is not too formal, and it feels casual and comfortable.

The weather is fine today, the sun shines through the glass into the room, bright and warm.

The big shots are sitting at the table tremblingly, accompanying today's protagonist with flattering smiles on their faces.But unfortunately, the other party was really not very cooperative, allowing them to guide and persuasion without any response, even after half an hour of persuasion, they still didn't say a word.

"You see, the situation is indeed very critical now. We have recalled many generals who have been transferred to the reserve and retired. Of course, you are an outstanding representative of them-the country has cultivated you, given you honor and fame, and now it is at stake. We believe that You won't ignore it anyway."

"It's going to be a critical period of time for the principles and institutions we uphold. You know, we have to make sacrifices in order to maintain this. And you do have a duty as a member of society."

"In the face of power, of course we only have to fight. If a true hero like you is willing to stand on the front line to fight for the country again, then other silent people will also be inspired to take up their own responsibilities to defend this country..."

They persuaded him unremittingly, and the tea was refilled for several rounds, and the water in the cup in front of him had already cooled down, but he hadn't even taken a sip at all.

He just found their humming of trepidation very annoying.

These people and the things behind them probably never expected to be here today, right?If I had known... no, no.It's useless to know it all the time, that's how these people are.He simply couldn't understand them better.

Finally, his patience ran out.

He moved a bit, straightened his back and raised his head to look around the group of people in front of him, with a normal and indifferent expression.They thought he would at least make a statement or something, and if he was willing to talk they could figure out a way to win him over slowly.

But I didn't expect that what he said was extremely difficult to catch, because he said: "Why do you think it's still too late?"

This sentence is simply suffocating.

They know how correct and instructive his views on these aspects can be, so the current situation is actually similar to a doctor saying to a patient, "Go home, have a good rest, and eat what you like."

"Please... please wait a moment, sir. Although the current situation is not optimistic, you shouldn't be blindly desperate..."

"You're right. I'm so blind." He looked at the speaker.He has a gentle appearance and is not very oppressive, but when he looks at him like this, he immediately shows a retreating expression.

The people around glared silently at the guy who didn't know how to advance or retreat.

But soon someone came out to smooth things over: "Sorry, sorry, please..."

But at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps from far and near came from outside the door, and then the door was knocked open with a bang.Everyone in the room turned their heads and stared at the person who rushed in—it was a young girl in professional attire, who looked like someone's assistant or secretary, and this girl couldn't care less about behavior and other issues. .

Facing everyone's eyes, she stuttered and started to speak with difficulty in controlling her volume. The expression on her face was extremely flustered: "New, news! In the news, there is something about members taking bribes..."

The big shots looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering for a while whether this matter was serious or not.Seeing their behavior, the girl finally didn't expect them to react.She ran in directly and ordered the AI ​​to turn on the TV, and then everyone saw the news about a certain congressman who received a huge bribe when he signed a peace agreement with the Empire 3 years ago, including video recordings, conversation recordings, and bank records The flow of money laundering and subsequent money laundering is the kind of evidence that cannot be denied and can be directly sent to the procuratorate for verification and filing.

Then the girl asked AI to change several channels, but unexpectedly, other channels were broadcasting similar content.What's even more frightening is that although the thing is the same thing, the names of the protagonists of each radio station are actually different.

In the next 5 minutes, everyone present saw the names of more than 10 congressmen and high-ranking officials float past their eyes, and of course there were their colleagues, friends or masters.

Someone stood up in a panic and ran out directly.

The others became uneasy because of the infection of the atmosphere, and turned their heads to whisper to the people next to them.Several of them slowly thought of certain things, gradually unable to sit still, and finally slipped out of the door and disappeared with a smile of extreme embarrassment.

Yang looked at them expressionlessly.And the face of an enthusiastic citizen was being broadcast on the TV on one side.

"...If we hadn't signed that damn agreement, wouldn't we have won?!..." He said with righteous indignation, his face flushed a little.

You think too much—Yang answered him in his heart.

Of course there is no need to say this.At the same time, Yang also found that these people were actually a bit indifferent to him, so he stood up talking to himself, nodded at these people vaguely, and quickly turned around and walked out the door, listening to their "please" inside the door. Hold on." Turned down the corridor and rushed into the elevator.

The elevator went smoothly to the first floor.

After the door opened, Yang looked outside for a while, and waited for someone who was sure there was no trouble to come out, and then ran towards the door in the direction he remembered.

But he didn't run very far, and he stopped because of a figure limping towards this side from the door.

"Yo, young man." The old man greeted him.

"...It's not that small anymore." He smiled a little, then stood where he was, silently waiting for the other party to come over.

He was not in a hurry to help Yang escape, and then Bi Kegu led him to the vending machine in the corner of the hall, bought bottled green tea for him, and beckoned him to sit on the public chair beside him.

"I'm so sorry, I should actually ask..." Yang said while taking the green tea, and at the same time stretched out his hand to help the elderly man who was obviously unable to move, but he was pushed away immediately.

"I'm not that useless." The old man was very disobedient, but both his legs and his condition showed that he had reached the point of disobedience.

After finally putting away his crutches and finding a good position for his legs to sit down, Bi Kegu asked Yang: "The group of bastards are looking for you too?"

"Yes." Yang scratched his head.

The old man sighed heavily: "It was so arrogant before, but now when I see the coffin, I think I'm going to cry."

"It's human nature. But now I really don't think I can get anything back."

"They thought there was still hope, because this time the emperor would still be on the front line in person. They wanted to kill him on the battlefield, thinking that would solve the problem."

"They... are still so naive." Yang smiled wryly and shook his head with emotion.

The emperor has no direct heirs, so on the surface it seems that as long as he is sent to die, he can trigger a power shock within the empire and turn the alliance over, but in fact, according to the structure made by the emperor himself, even if the emperor dies, it will only make the emperor die. This country has only a short time to live.

Now the emperor's sister is fully in charge of the internal affairs of the empire, and there is a Grand Duke who is only one step away from the throne in Feisha's line.In this way, even if the emperor miraculously dies on the battlefield, the remaining two people can still join hands to push everything forward, and the throne will never be vacant or sidelined—just make a verbal marriage contract with the emperor's sister , the Grand Duke will immediately become the most legitimate heir to the throne and win the support of all.And as the culprit who killed the emperor, the Free Planet Alliance has a [-]% chance of being completely torn apart by the Grand Duke who became the second emperor.

Conversely, if the Grand Duke dies, the emperor will also launch crazy revenge actions, and sacrifice countless lives to pay homage to his irreplaceable friends and brothers.

Or even if the Allied Army has superb skills and unimaginable luck, and can wipe out these two people on the battlefield at the same time, the emperor's sister can still ascend to the throne and become the empress by virtue of the almost unshakable appeal left by these two people. And continue to promote the war with one's own strength, even if there is any instability, you only need to choose a strong enough minister to recruit a subordinate to solve most of the problems.

And the revenge of a woman caught in hatred is extremely terrifying, and most of the time it is far better than a man.

"We—it's just us, how many troops can we control?" Suddenly, Yang asked.

Bi Kegu looked up at him, paused for a while, and finally replied: "If the matter of those adults taking money from people hadn't come out, I'd think of ways around and find people to make connections, and maybe there would be 4 ships." Right. But it’s hard to say now—how many people are willing to risk their lives to do such a thing where the ultimate benefit will be monopolized by animals?”

"Then... is there any hope of negotiating terms with the emperor? Even if it's just to reserve a special area..."

"Absolutely impossible." The old man shook his head.

Yang pondered for a while, then murmured: "Then the only way left is to capture the emperor alive and force him to negotiate..."

"Want to challenge?" Bi Kegu raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"If there is really no other way..." After saying this, Yang lowered his head, and Bi Kegu saw his hands on his knees and slowly grabbed them, "There is another way to try at the same time." Give it a try, although it may not work.”

"what?"

"You know that too, right? The emperor once had serious conflicts with the Grand Duke because of political interests."

Bi Kegu froze for a moment, then realized: "You mean..."

"Yes. Now is the time when the interest relationship between them is the most delicate. We can try it. If there is still a grudge between them, even if it is only a little bit, maybe things will turn around."

"Are you sure?"

"Not at all." Yang smiled bitterly, "It can only be done as an incidental thing, don't bet on any hope."

"...I still have to try..."

Yang nodded.

"Then are you coming back?"

"..."

"To be honest, it's not worth your life at all now. I'm not kidding—if you really can't do it, you can go to the emperor. You can at least live safely by taking refuge in him."

"I'm not fit to be a servant."

Then the two were silent for a while.

Then, the old man finally stretched out his trembling hand and patted Yang on the shoulder.