Politics is undoubtedly the art of compromise.

Every organization or even civilization is without exception full of all kinds of contradictions and conflicts of interest.

As the supreme ruler, what we need to do is not to intensify the contradictions, let alone directly launch a purge without asking any questions, and to kill all those who disagree, leaving only one voice and one will.

Generally speaking, anyone who does this will not end up very well.

Even if it succeeds, it is destined to become the object of scolding by countless people.

The Darrant civilization, despite being an oligarchy composed of a small number of powerful spellcasters, and the power of the Speaker is quite large, cannot do as he pleases.

So on the way back, he discussed it with the other councillors and decided to stabilize the Shadow Guard first, rather than choosing to use the powerful magic item.

In this way, not only will the political risk be greatly reduced, but the colleagues will also be able to reuse the waste, allowing the Shadow Guard to settle the planets that need to be reconquered, and ensure that all kinds of resources can be transported back to the home planet in a steady stream.

Of course, the most important premise is that they must abide by the agreement and capture the defected boy alive.

For this reason, it is not impossible to give in even a little bit for the time being.

The day after the boy was brought back to his home planet alive, the largest and most costly expedition in the history of the Darrant civilization finally came to an end.

The members of the ravaged expeditionary force were sent out on missions from world to world before they even had time to repair.

Especially those who have awakened the power of the shadows, they have no idea what a tragic fate awaits them.

In a way, they are exiled in disguise, and they will never return to their home planet for the rest of their lives, and they will even be cut off from the outside world.

Only a handful of them have returned to their home planet with the Shadow Guards, serving as pawns to divide and divide the Order.

After all, man lives for the sake of never-ending struggle!

Fighting the environment, fighting the enemy, fighting with colleagues, and even fighting with one's own brothers, sisters, parents.

Any so-called affection, friendship, and love seems so pale and ridiculous under this ubiquitous struggle.

The Speaker believes that as long as a new generation of Darents who wield the power of the Shadows grows up, the Shadow Guard will otherwise be filled with a variety of voices and even factions.

At that time, he will be able to rely on the strength of the parliament and his skilled political skills to play the other party in the palm of his hand.

If you don't do well, the Shadow Guard, which has given the Speakers of the past generations a headache, will be completely ended in this generation.

It's a pity that just when the Speaker was about to cast a long line to catch a big fish, he didn't realize that the members of the Shadow Guard didn't even think about fighting a protracted battle.

On the contrary, what they want to do is simply take out the parliament and restore their supremacy in the theocratic era.

And the most critical part of this plan has been sent to the interior of the enemy's "castle".

......

"The heartbeat is normal!"

"Mental fluctuations are normal!"

"The energy in the body is at a normal level!"

"Life is responding normally!The ninety-fourth test, start now!"

With a nervous and serious voice, the boy who was soaked in a container filled with light blue liquid yawned boredly and let a tube stick into his wrist.

In less than a minute, the blood with fresh vitality flowed into the body of another identical clone next to it.

Next Second......

The clone, as pale as a dead man, suddenly opened its eyes and slammed into the wall of the container like crazy, harder and harder, more and more crazy.

In the end, he was stunned and smashed the hard skull, and the red and white brains slowly slipped down the translucent container.

You don't have to ask to know that this clone can't die anymore.

Looking at the corpse floating in the jar, the Speaker subconsciously frowned and muttered, "Damn! What is the problem? Why can't he be cloned? No, no, not a soul." ”

"Your Excellency, do you think you can rest for a while? Some of the experimenters have been working for more than two hundred hours in a row, and they won't be able to stand it if they continue like this. An assistant cautioned.

Since the beginning of this project, which has been named "Evolution", the entire upper echelons of the Darrant civilization have fallen into a state of madness.

Because the more they delved into the boy's body, the more they discovered that it contained countless secrets that they had never discovered before.

In particular, the core of the cell seems to be able to divide endlessly, never reaching the limit, and will not age and die with the passage of time like the cells of other life.

This means that if you figure out the secrets, you can gain a near-eternal lifespan.

Eternal life!

What an unbelievable word!

Even here, where the magical civilization is highly developed, it is a treasure that makes everyone feel short of breath and their hearts beat faster.

After all, this way of eternal life does not require changing the form of life, nor does it need to carry heavy shackles and responsibilities like God.

"Okay! Let everyone rest for two days. It just so happened that I needed a little time to adjust my thinking, and the experiment resumed two days later. Remember, you don't need to reveal anything about what happens here, or I'll make that leaker worse than dead, understand?" the Speaker warned with a serious face.

"Understood! The assistant hurriedly nodded.

He was a fool and understood what the experiment meant, so he turned and disappeared into the hallway without saying a word.

After all the tired staff had left, the Speaker came up to the boy and tapped lightly on the hard crust of the container: "Hey, wake up! I have a few questions for you." ”

"Hmm, what do you want to ask?" the boy slowly opened his eyes with a cynical smile on his face.

As he had expected, although the loss of freedom became the object of some kind of study, the Darrants did not embarrass themselves at all.

Even in order to prevent suicide, you can get about two hours of free time every day.

Of course, the premise is that he needs to maintain good cooperation and interaction during the experiment.

I have to say that for a "murderer" and "sinner" who recently created a tragedy on his home planet, killed a parliamentarian, and slaughtered half of the expeditionary force, this kind of treatment can be described as "generous".

Sometimes the boy really wants to know how the ordinary Darrants out there would react when they knew what was going on inside the scenes.

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