African primary forests.

Deep underground, heavily guarded, is a palace on a scale far greater than outsiders can imagine.

In a secret hall, Nikolai sat opposite Dilslan, carpets, chandeliers, tables and chairs, cutlery...... The gold reliefs on the four walls of the hall are exquisite and gorgeous, with a strong style of foreign civilization.

“…… I didn't expect that the civilization of the home planet would change so much,"

Dils Blue stared at the crystal goblet in his hand, the red wine gently rippling in the glass, and said in a quiet tone: "When our ancestors left, this planet was not what it is now. The power of the God of Time is indeed something that all life under the stars must revere!"

Nikolai unhurriedly cut the fragrant barbecue in front of him with a shiny table knife, and said with a slight smile: "What my lord said is that the situation in the empire was critical back then, and I was ordered to return to my home planet to secretly establish a revival base, and I was also a little uncomfortable when I first arrived, and it took a long time to accept everything here again!"

He looked at Dillslan's expression and said gently: "Of course, there is one thing I need to solemnly remind you that although today's human civilization has completely lagged behind our time, and in the foreseeable future, it is impossible to reach the level of easily stepping out of the home planet and opening the door to the stars, but this does not mean that they are useless." ”

"Even now, the major human nations possess something that poses a certain threat to us, so much so that we have to take this into account when making all kinds of plans. ”

Dils' blue eyes condensed slightly, and he pondered for a few seconds before he said, "Regarding this situation, we have not encountered this situation in the past long years, so I don't doubt your point of view. ”

"Today's home planet, human civilization is its true master, and we ...... It's already an out-and-out outsider!"

Nikolai nodded slightly, agreeing with Dilslan's words.

Especially after the collapse of the empire, the hastily formed Fuguo Organization was not as strong as before, and the resources were extremely scarce, so he had to be cautious when facing the countries of human civilization that were generally backward in the natives, and did not dare to be too high-profile.

"I've been running here for a long time, so I don't know much about the recent situation in the Empire, can you explain it to me in detail?" Nikolai cut off a piece of roast meat and put it in his mouth, chewed it for a while, swallowed it, and asked politely.

Dilslan shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a gloomy tone: "You should guess, in the face of the encirclement and suppression of that group of war maniacs, it is too difficult for us to recover our strength, especially those guys have their own ideas, and they are not willing to unite together at all." So ......"

"The only sphere of influence we can control at present is the Jalang Star, plus the few resource planets, there are few fleets and soldiers left, and the situation can't be worse!"

"Many people are pessimistic and disappointed about the future of the organization, and some have even quietly left to look for opportunities in other countries.

Without the backing of the empire, the organization is equivalent to a rootless duckweed, a sourceless water, and no amount of resource reserves can support it for long, not to mention that the organization's family background is not rich at all.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, it may not be long before the entire organization may naturally disintegrate and disappear, and the members of the organization will go their separate ways. The so-called honors, ideals, and beliefs are just out-and-out jokes in the face of the cold and cruel reality.

Dierslan looked at Nikolai's expression and said helplessly: "The materials sent to you this time are probably the last batch in the past two years." Due to the lack of funds, the organization has few logistical reserves, and there is no room to continue to support a secret base like yours because of the need to prepare for the next counterattack. ”

"In other words, unless the next counterattack is successful and the situation improves, neither His Royal Highness nor our end will be optimistic, right?" asked Nikolai.

"Yes, that's right!" said Dils.

The Restoration Organization was defeated in bitter battles, losing one defeat after another, not to mention losing its troops, and losing a lot of territory, and now it is on the verge of exhaustion. For this reason, even some of the big people who originally sympathized with them and secretly supported them began to waver.

Therefore, the next counterattack in the planning of the organization is crucial, and if it can turn defeat into victory, the organization can turn the tide and reopen the situation in one fell swoop. If they still fail, then everything will be suspended, and they will never have a chance to do it all over again.

Nikolai pondered for a few seconds, and finally said: "I know that the organization's funds are tight, so I am also thinking about a solution on my own, if the situation goes well, maybe we will have a stable and reliable income channel in the future, which can effectively alleviate the economic difficulties of the organization." ”

Dilslan looked at him in surprise: "Are you sure? Is there any special high-value resource on this barren and backward planet? It should be unlikely, right?"

"Of course not. ”

Nikolai smiled and shook his head, "You know the 'Origin of Illusions', right?"

Dilslan's face changed: "Of course I know, this is the most popular good thing in the Xuemier civilization, but their emperor issued a ban thirty imperial years ago and no longer allows the production and sale of this hallucinogen, so now there is no trace of it in the Star Sea World." ”

Of course, Nikolai also knew about this important news, but this hallucinogens had accompanied the people of Xuemier for thousands of years, and it was by no means forbidden to be banned.

This thing is like cigarettes and liquor in human civilization, and the two major powers of Misu have issued laws to prohibit it, and there is a strict investigation and cooperation of the state machine, but it still can't stop the prosperity and activity of the black market trade, and in the end it can only be stopped.

In view of the strength of the Xuemier Empire, there is indeed no one in the Star Sea World who dares to risk angering the imperial authorities and openly manufacture and sell the "Source of Illusions". However, in the underground black market, quite a number of speculative merchants could not resist the temptation of huge profits, and resorted to various means to make such things privately, and then sold them to the territory of the Xuemier Empire through various secret channels.

“…… I have commissioned a genius scientist on Earth to study and synthesize this precious resource for us at an appointed time, and then we will use our own channels to sell it, and as long as the production increases, the organization will receive a lot of valuable funds!" Nikolai said proudly.

"A genius scientist on Earth?"

Dills Blue frowned, and said suspiciously: "You should understand that the technical content of this special hallucinogen is not low, especially the relatively high purity of the goods, I'm afraid that civilizations below the third level do not have the ability to manufacture and synthesize it, you entrusted this important plan to an earth human, can she do it?"

"Of course it works, because the Musariya Empire has already cooperated with her, and that special antidote for radiation sickness comes from this human!" Nikolai affirmed.

Dilslan was really a little surprised this time: "I see! There is still such a character in human civilization now? It's unbelievable! Maybe I should meet this so-called genius, if she really has such a powerful level, we should let her join our organization!"

"I have exactly the same opinion on this question as you!" Nikolai laughed.

……

in the bedroom.

"Lan Lan, it's time to get up!" Yu Menghua's soft voice sounded in her ears.

Zhao Xinglan in the silk quilt lazily answered, slowly leaned out of the head, sat up from the warm quilt, and there was only a bright red transparent embroidered belly pocket as thin as a cicada's wings on the thrilling snow greasy carcass, the top of the round and straight jade ball, and the pale pink buds were clearly visible, trembling and undulating slightly with her movements.

"We have to go to the imperial capital today, we can't be late!" Yu Menghua reached out and rubbed her Yufeng, and then touched the plump and smooth thighs, and said with a smile.

"Well, I know!" Zhao Xinglan blocked her broken jade hand, took the clothes next to her and began to put them on.

(PS: On the first day of July, the cute tiger rolled and begged for votes!

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