In the past October, Yanjing has already felt depressed. The flowers and trees on the streets look sluggish, and the wind is full of coolness. Sand and dust fill the air, and if you look at the sky from afar, you will feel like there is a gray cover overhead.

In fact, it was a bit hot at this time of the year, but this year the northern regions were affected by the cold air in Murmansk. The snowfall in July has caused a large number of plants to die, and the desertification of the Mongolian steppe, which has been mentioned many times before, has been exacerbated, and the dust has become more rampant than before.

Li Zhen sat in the car and looked out through the window, and found that many buildings were hung with huge banners. The vertical banner is either printed with a welcome message, or a beautiful landscape painting, and some are simply advertisements for such and such a group. The last time he came to Yanjing was at night, and he didn't stay in the city too much, so it wasn't clear if this was a scenery unique to Yanjing.

But when he later saw the bullet marks in the streets, he realized that perhaps the same thing was being hidden by the banners. The coup d'état that took place in Yanjing last month was indeed intense, and it had reached this level.

There weren't many people on the streets, at least not as many as he remembered. Most of the people's faces were numb, and it was clear that the wounds of the past few years had not been healed so easily.

Their convoy was heading to the South China Sea. In fact, the South China Sea is not suitable as a venue, but in Yanjing at the moment, only the South China Sea is the most heavily defended - there seems to be sporadic "rebel" activities in other places, and he heard two faint explosions last night alone.

Teng Anhui, the prime minister of the South Luzon Republic and the former executive officer of the Secret Service Southern Base in Zamboanga City, Philippines, sat next to Li Zhen. The whole time he looked down at the ground. It's as if there's a ghost hiding there. Li Zhen withdrew his gaze from the window, stretched out his hand and patted him behind his back: "Relax." ”

Teng Anhui seemed to be taken aback, and got rid of that strange sluggish state. He tried to squeeze a smile out of his face, but it was ugly. So he wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm still too timid." ”

"The faint-hearted don't have the courage to be prime minister of Luzon – still in the same situation as a few years ago." Li Zhen smiled softly, "It's good to get used to it." Actually, you can think of this thing - we all knew that one day the sun would go bad and the earth would die, but we haven't just survived so well? ”

Teng Anhui also smiled and fell silent. After a long time, after the car jolted slightly, he said, "But after all, there are still billions of years left." ”

"Human civilization is only a few tens of thousands of years old. We're smarter than we think. Li Zhen said.

The driver glanced at the two men in the rearview mirror. He obviously didn't understand why these two powerful people were in the mood to discuss the sun and human civilization at such a time. For people like him, however, silence is a virtue. So he looked back again.

The convoy drove into the South China Sea.

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The venue of this meeting, which has gone down in history, was actually somewhat simple and even rudimentary. The venue is located on the third basement floor. It is a small hall of no more than 40 square meters. The not spacious and bright room has a faint architectural style of the 80s of the last century, and the walls are a deep and gloomy gray-black. The roof of the shed is lit up with incandescent lamps, and although the number of them guarantees sufficient brightness, the pale yellow light they emit still inevitably gives people a sense of decay and dilapidation in their hearts.

The room is indeed old enough - it is part of a sprawling complex hidden beneath the South China Sea. The complex was built between 1911 and 1923.

This underground project was originally built in response to a possible nuclear strike. Since 1908, the Germans have been secretly testing nuclear weapons. And as the largest exporter of Germany at that time. The Reich learned of this through certain channels. The Empire's scientists realized the terrifying power that such a weapon could possess, and a plan for defense was eventually devised.

But the Germans ultimately failed to test the first atomic bomb because their scientists were poached by the Americans. The Germans were furious at this. And this incident also became the fuse of the Second World War.

Later, the technology of nuclear weapons has been rapidly advanced, and this large-scale underground system has gradually become a chicken rib. Because it is indeed quite strong compared to conventional bombs, but it is vulnerable to today's nuclear bombs. So for a long time it was only minimally maintained, until today it comes into play again.

In the middle of the small hall is a round table with forty-five seats. Of course, there are far more civilized states in the world, but the problem is that a significant number of them no longer exist six years ago – either with populations large enough to sustain a full-fledged regime, or simply incorporated into the territory of neighboring countries. In the face of that level of natural power, the strength and spirit of human beings who were once proud of themselves seemed pitiful and insignificant, and the political map of this world was once again reshuffled on a large scale after the Second World War.

But there were other heads of small countries who were not present. On the one hand, because some people think it's a farce, and on the other hand, because some people can't travel long distances in today's environment. However, those who were not present were the heads of the small countries of the Third Dynasty, and as early as ten days ago, when Li Zhen communicated with the imperial government, he said that those people were "irrelevant".

In fact, even the people sitting here right now think that this matter is a bit "overkill". But it's not curiosity or sheer sense of responsibility that brings them here, it's profit. Many people even believe that the real purpose of this meeting may be to "share the cake". The current world is like a big cake divided into many grids, and some areas that once belonged to civilized society have become borderless lands, and everyone wants to do it quickly.

With such different thoughts, these people gathered in one place. The room was filled with whispers and meaningful smiles.

Dai Bingcheng sat upright on a chair by the door, next to the imperial prime minister with an equally serious expression. He looked silently at the other people in the room, the corners of his mouth tightening a little. He hadn't slept since yesterday afternoon, but his mind hadn't dulled it, but had become more awake and sharp.

Because for more than ten hours, he has always felt that he is in a bucket of ice water.

At this moment, an inopportune sneer suddenly appeared in his heart-

How will these people react an hour later?

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There may be another chapter later, or not. In short, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the issues involved in the previous more than one million words will be revealed. Perhaps many book lovers have already guessed about it...... (To be continued......)