When Lin Yuan was desperately learning and growing, some small events, like butterflies flashing their wings, quietly led to changes in the world.

On March 16th, a news about a certain male star openly announcing his coming out flashed on major websites, and countless pollen who accepted not to talk about it suddenly wailed, and some people even formed a team to commit suicide in a public live broadcast, intending to stop the idol's behavior, which caused a great sensation in the society.

On March 17th, several top superstars appeared at a military exercise at the same time, and countless reprinted it one after another, and the trend of half a day actually triggered nearly 5 billion retweets, shocking the moment.

On March 18, the First Academy of Science and Technology of the Human Federation broke the news that the ranking of the power matrix was optimized again, and the interstellar journey of mankind will be more convenient, and there are few people who congratulate them.

On March 19th, a certain Wang superstar's private communication was exposed, leading to a dark and violent organization, in which the people involved even included the most popular traffic officials, for a while, all kinds of prayers, curses, explanations, resistance, and human flesh...... information, swept the entire network.

On March 20, just as countless people eating melons were waiting for today's headlines, a report on the removal of the Martian M area quietly circulated in the military plate, however, few people paid attention.

Earth, the planet of fire, the junction of space.

In a vast, dark void, a giant space station resembling a ring rotates slowly under the gravitational pull of the planet.

Through the transparent defensive shield on the periphery of the space station, you can see the dense high-rise buildings, green mountains and green waters, and various fast-moving vehicles inside, which is like a giant living base.

In the center of this living base, there is a huge "ball" with a diameter of more than 50 kilometers, and inside this ball, it is artificially divided into four areas, namely: administrative area, armed area, secret area, and living area.

Administrative District, Office No. 302.

Broad. Holding a paper document in his hand, Moskant angrily kicked open the wooden door, and asked loudly to the blonde-haired secretary on the side, ". . . Did you get in touch with T? ”

The blonde secretary looked away from the light screen and said quickly, "Still nothing!" ”

"No?"

Broad laughed angrily and said: "This month, and even the second half of the year, Lao Tzu has won for them, and they gave me such an answer, when I am the first-level director of the Foreign Propaganda Department, do you eat soft rice!" ”

The blonde secretary hesitated for a moment and said, ". . The document sent by T mentioned that there is a signal ahead, and it is still being interpreted, but it will take some time......"

"Time, time, I know that it takes time to find Lao Tzu!"

Broad smashed the delicate porcelain cup on the table, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Has anyone ever thought about how Lao Tzu would deal with those federal people, Made, did you let Lao Tzu lose contact with them, the Ninth Fleet, and all more than 100,000 people wandered into space?!!

The blonde secretary was silent.

"What's the answer from the Academy of Science and Technology?" Broad continued.

"They believe that the cosmic storm distorted the photoelectric signal, causing the order of the photoelectric particles to change, and the interpreter could not decipher it......" The blonde secretary produced an electronic report from the virtual end grace on his wrist, which was stamped with the seal of a dynamic aurora tower logo, which was the internal seal of the Federal Academy of Science and Technology of mankind, and outsiders had no right to use it.

"I want an answer, not a reason!"

Broad was extremely dissatisfied with the reply of the Academy of Science and Technology, and said: "In the name of the Foreign Propaganda Department, you want them to give me a reply within half a working day, if you can't give it, then don't expect the Foreign Propaganda Department to provide them with any resources, and send a copy to the Consul's Office!" ”

"This ......"

The blonde secretary had a difficult face, and did not dare to reply rashly.

At that moment, the pay phone on Broad's desk rang suddenly.

Tick Bell Bell ......

"Hello, who are you looking for!"

Broad squinted, his face gloomy enough to squeeze out water, but the tone of his words was forced to be gentle and pure.

"Space Military Department, first-level supervisor, Zhao Changjin!"

There was a hard sound from the microphone, as if countless stones were rolling in, crushing the heart cavities and grinding blood vessels.

Broad felt a little uncomfortable, but after all, he was a social person who had worked for decades, and after a little breath, he adjusted his emotions and responded in the same blunt tone: "Supervisor Zhao, I don't know what to advise?" ”

"Our department will launch a clearance exercise on the seventh area of the east of Mars on April 6, I hope you can cooperate!"

Broad frowned and said in a deep voice: "According to Article 137 of the Regulations of the Foreign Propaganda Office, the Foreign Propaganda Office shall not assist the Space Force in any way in the progress activities without the express issuance of an act of parliament!" ”

"So, sorry!"

On the other end of the phone, the supervisor Zhao Changjin was silent for a while, and said: "You have no right to refuse, the Ninth Fleet's news about the loss of control has been spread at the top level, everyone needs an outlet!" ”

"The M domain in the seventh eastern region of Mars is the best transfer point!"

Broad sneered and said, "Vent the transfer point, do you think we haven't done anything recently, these traffic superstars, current affairs news, do you think they are all made up out of thin air?" ”

"Not enough!"

Inadequate?

Why not enough?

In today's society, entertainment to death, any traffic star has an accident, it will be a paved public opinion, and those who really do things for the people are unknown.

The Foreign Propaganda Department seizes the trend, led by top stars, and looks at the current hot news, the direction of the self-media, isn't that a report on XX stars, isn't the people's eyes sticking to these, hasn't the general direction of public opinion been caught by us, how can it not be enough!

However, entertainment has always belonged to the people.

For the real social elite, the focus is still on the current political affairs, and from this aspect, the guidance of the Foreign Propaganda Department is indeed flawed.

But if it's not enough, it's.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Broad asked directly, dealing with people in the military, there is no need to beat around the bush.

"Literally, remove all hidden dangers in the Martian M region and redevelop new life areas!"

"I'm XX ......"

Broad scolded in a low voice and said: "Don't prevaricate with reasons, do you really think that I haven't served in the Martian Defense Fleet, the geographical danger of Area M is far more than the surface level, with the current technology alone, even if there are three more fleets, what the hell do you want to do?!! ”

"We need to change!"

"Change, change in a dead way, are you crazy!!"

"We're not crazy, it's a necessary process!"

"Enough, enough people have been sacrificed, the strong go up, the weak retreat, after so many years, isn't it enough?"

“……”

On the other side of the phone, there was a long silence, and just when Broad thought that the other party had hung up the conversation, Zhao Changjin's indifferent words came from there.

"Broad, you don't have a choice."

"Fuck off, I have a choice!"

Broad was extremely annoyed, and hung up the antelope directly, and on the side, the secretary stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his constipation-like face, Broad said impatiently: "If something is fast, if there is a fart, let it go, don't delay Lao Tzu's time!" ”

The blonde secretary said worriedly: "Zhao Changjin is the most likely existence in the military department to be promoted to young marshal, and it's not good to annoy him rashly!" ”

"Hmph, his hand can't reach into Lao Tzu's rice bowl!"

Brod snorted coldly and continued: "When I have a meeting, do I have other information, and come out together!" ”

The blonde secretary pursed her lips and silently handed over the paper document in her hand.

"This is a briefing from the council......"

"Parliament, aren't those grandchildren busy arguing about reforms, why do you have time to trouble us, don't tell me, they have dealings with those hawks in the military......"

"They're ready to propose the Runaway Act!"

When Broad heard the words "Runaway Act", his expression was stunned, and then his face was gloomy.

"Who is the promoter?"

"Andrew Councillor for Prussia, Councillor Dianne for Gaul, Prince William Councillor for England...... In total, 45 MPs have proposed bills! ”

45 MPs, compared to the huge Federal Parliament, is only a tenth of them.

But given the sheer amount of power behind each MP and the presence of some neutral compromisers, it is possible that the Runaway Bill will be passed.

However, the reality is more likely to be limited to the proposal stage.

After all, ripping is a basic skill that all lawmakers must learn.

One thing, if you don't see that he is good for you, then you might as well oppose it. In the stage of opposition, we continue to investigate and verify, and finally come to a judgment, if it is favorable, it will be supported, otherwise it will be opposed!

That's what politicians are!

"What else do they mention besides the requirements of this document?" Broad asked, tapping his fingers on the synthetic wood tabletop.

The blonde secretary shook her head.

"What do you think?"

"Paper doesn't catch fire!"

"Yes, it's been wrapped for so many years, and it's time to leak the fire!"

Shaking his head and shaking off the too good speculation in his mind, Broad knocked on the table and said quickly: "The matter of the promotion of the "Act" will be put on hold for the time being, and it will be dealt with when they have a formal notice after the time has passed, is there any other information?" ”

"Besides, Director Omiha, I left you a message, hoping to get together in the evening!"

Broad frowned, a little confused, but these doubts were not suitable to appeal to the secretary, so he waved his hand and said, "I know!" ”

The blonde secretary then gave a few more minor messages, and Brod gave a general direction with a slight turn in his mind.

And so the time was, and soon it was night.

……

Space station.

In the northeast corner of the living area, close to the transparent defensive cover, a huge building hundreds of meters high stands proudly and stands tall.

On the 245th floor of this huge building, there is a very famous restaurant.

Masa's fine-dining restaurant.

A cosmic restaurant with starlight cuisine as its selling point.

Dressed in a casual suit, Broad came here as promised, but he didn't see Omiha, so he could only sit on the faux leather seat by the window, silently admiring the scenery around him.

In front of him, there is a huge and extremely transparent floor-to-ceiling window, and the brilliant starlight passes through countless light years, pouring through the floor-to-ceiling window onto the smooth black star-spotted floor.

The starry universe in the far sky is vast and deep, and from time to time there are planets swaying with strange brilliance, floating by, leaving a long [trajectory].

"Squeak!"

A short time later, an elderly silver-haired man, led by the waiter, walked into the starlight box.

"Omiha, you're five minutes late!"

"Sorry, old friend, there was nothing wrong with the moment!"

After a little greeting, the two sat down separately, and the waiter on the side moved gracefully, quickly and skillfully serving the originally ordered dishes to the table, and after finishing, they quickly evacuated the room with very elegant court etiquette.

Omiha touched the water glass, took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said softly: "The military people are looking for you?" ”

Broad nodded slowly with the gesture of drinking water.

Omiha put the water glass down, then took out a finger-sized instrument that emitted a faint blue light from his bosom and placed it casually on the table.

This is a military shielding device, which claims to be able to evade 99.9% of instrument surveillance.

Brod gave the other a surprised look.

"Does it need to be like this?"

"Extraordinary times!"

Broad frowned in bewilderment, but the old friend was cautious by nature, and it was not surprising that he made such a move.

"Let's go!"

Broad put down the glass of water and looked at him, "I don't think you're looking for me to just eat!" ”

"Parliament has confirmed the introduction of the Runaway Bill in June this year, and the sequence of knowledge ...... It will be fully public! ”

"Are they crazy?"

"They're not crazy, they're afraid, the wreck of the Ninth Fleet has been identified, with my authority, I can only find out that someone on the information ship is out of control, which eventually causes a riot, causing the ship to fall into the abyss of the universe, and the people who are out of control are not the recording personnel, you should be able to guess what ......"

Brod frowned: "Impossible, the instrument can detect it!" ”

"It's true that conventional methods, not even genetic coatings, but ......"

Omi Halt paused for a moment and looked at the dark cosmic starry sky, "Gao Lian has shot!" ”

Broad's face changed suddenly!

High sequence existence, at their level, is almost a taboo word, and any topic involving high sequence existence is extremely dangerous and will disappear at any time!

The evolutionary sequence, as far as we know, is divided into nine levels, and every three levels is a realm.

The existence of the low sequence, generally speaking, is a high-intelligence talent with amazing academic ability, and the middle sequence is a [superman] without any shortcomings, as for the high sequence, it belongs to the [non-human] realm, or the realm of [God]!

These beings are completely beyond the limits of human beings, and they have power beyond imagination, and each of them is a treasure of human beings.

If these beings make a move, what are they pursuing?

Power, they have already had it, power, those giants who are active in the public eye are their hands and feet on the surface, force, they themselves are capped!

"Why?"

Broad's voice was extremely low, and his face was full of bitterness!

"Maybe it's because of the current environment, after all, pursuing extremes is no different from evil!" Omiha's quiet path.

Silent.

In no hurry, he took out a box from his pocket, took out a slender cigarette, lit it, spit out a smoke ring, and looked at the starry sky.

"I still don't quite understand!"

Broad said confusedly: "When people stand at the extreme, will they really change?" ”

Omiha smiled bitterly: "I'm just a mid-sequence creature, even if I become the first-level director of the intelligence department, in their eyes, I am just a pawn, and I will know what will happen after the extreme......"

Brod reached out and picked up the wine glass, looked at the amber wine, and muttered: "A long time ago, when I was still studying at the First Military Academy, I once heard people mention that if people have been evolving, when they have evolved to the extreme, it is a question of whether it is a matter of spare......

"Do you think we're still human?"

"Why not?"

"But some people don't think so!"

“……”

There was a long silence mixed with the smell of smoke and alcohol.

Didi ......

Omiha's body sounded a rapid ringtone, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then grabbed the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

"I still have some things, so I won't talk about it!"

"En......"

Broad looked sluggish and a little absent-minded.

"Recently, a little hearty ......"

Omiha put down his glass, a slight movement in his hand.

Broad had deep eyes, noticing that his fingers were vaguely pointing at the upper floors, silently nodding.

"I'm leaving!"

"Yes!"

……

"Excuse me, it's Omima. Stephen. Mr. Gorman? ”

A young man with a somewhat over-the-top face, dressed in an unusually neatly combed hair and leather suit, stood behind the door and looked at Omiha with a smile.

"I'm the first-level inspector general of the Anti-Corruption Division, thank you!"

Omiha squinted and said nothing.

"Please come with us!"

"Why?"

"Someone has reported you for abusing your power for personal gain!"

"Ridiculous!"

Omiha's momentum was like a mountain and pressed over, but the young man smiled and took it as a breeze.

"Mr. Gorman, please don't embarrass us!"

Xie Ying bowed slightly, pointed to the direction of the corridor with one hand, and made a gesture of please.

Omiha exhaled, but after all, he didn't act aggressively, and walked towards the staircase.

The young man took two steps, turned back abruptly, and smiled at Brod inside.

"Broad. What a coincidence, Mr. Mosconde. ”

Omiha stood still, frowning slightly, sensing that something was not going to happen in a second.

"I don't know Inspector General Xie, do you have any advice?"

Broad stepped out of it.

"I don't have any advice, I just want to invite Mr. to the integrity office for a cup of tea!"

"Reason!"

"Someone reported you for taking bribes!"

"Yes, but I'm going to make a phone call and explain the matter!"

"No problem!"

Broad pulls out his phone and dials a private number.

"Hey, I'm Broad. Mosconde, please tell Mr. Archon that I can't go to this weekend's feast! ”

finished, Broad didn't wait for the other side to reply, and hung up the communication directly.

"Let's go!"

He walked directly in the front, with a calm bearing, as if it was Xie Ying who was invited to tea, not him Broad. Moscont!