Just when the war was about to break out, Duck, George, Isabella and Georgina leisurely went to a restaurant in Stanford, ordered delicious food and wine, and indulged in it. It is worth mentioning that George's arm is holding Georgina.

This made Duck and Isabella drop their jaws. Georgina is a little shy, but George is still a dead face that has not changed for thousands of years, without any waves.

Stanford is not very busy, and even during the prime of time, there are only a small number of seats in the restaurant empty, let alone late at night. But when Duck appeared at the door, the people in the restaurant still stood up and gave Duck a heartfelt round of applause.

"Okay, good!" and some men in tight shorts couldn't help but shout, and the applause was extremely enthusiastic.

This act of not conforming to the dining etiquette obviously made several gentlemen around feel unhappy, and someone whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"The rough billets who work in the factory will be closed tomorrow and come out to spread the wilderness. ”

"No wonder you're so uneducated. ”

"Cautious words, brother, the rough billet is praised here, the salary is high, the benefits are good, everyone is arrogant, and now that the boss of Stanford is here, they will definitely cheer - don't get into trouble. ”

The speaker sat down with a look of dismay.

Duck waved to everyone as he walked to the private room in the back.

The private rooms are semi-open, with doors open and the other half on the terrace facing the sea and wind.

Tonight, the full moon is windless, the still sea is sprinkled with silver glow, and countless large and small Xiaoice mountains are dotted among them, adding a bit of fun.

It's all your own people, so no matter what kind of dishes you match, order it smoothly. Pan-fried scallops with roasted cauliflower, pan-fried cod fillet, juniper marinated venison, strawberry sponge cake, are all on the table.

There was still something to talk about, so the men ordered a starry cocktail, and the girls asked for a cranberry juice.

After the meal, the four of them went out onto the terrace and watched the sea waking up in the silver moonlight.

The waves began to get loud.

George was the first to say, "Behold, friends, the surging tide is our next target for exploitation and utilization. This endless surging force will propel us on. ”

Georgina and Darkk said in unison, "Good idea!"

Georgina said: "The tide is the most trustworthy, we have the floating island manufacturing and connection technology, we can easily build a reservoir on the periphery of the floating island, and use the tide to push the impeller, so that in addition to the deep-sea geothermal resources such as the throat of Farrakhan, the tides of the shallow sea have also become available resources." ”

Isabella was also very happy: "Yes, there are not only high tides, but also low tides, which can be used twice a day. ”

Dack smiled: "Why is it twice, we configure two different reservoirs, high and low, install two-way turbine units, and two-way storage in two reservoirs, wouldn't it be better?"

The two girls were dumbfounded, and George stroked his palms and laughed: "Duck, okay!"

Duck just smiled faintly and pointed to the dining table: "There's a 'Sky City' over there, you two, go!"

The two girls looked back and saw a delicate dessert in the middle of the table.

It looked like a silver weeping willow, and on closer inspection it turned out to be a large marshmallow, raised in the middle by a goblet filled with crushed ice, and hung low on all sides, and in a small tray below the low-hanging part, there were four glasses of brightly colored, crystal-clear juice.

The two girls ran over.

Duck yelled, "Be careful to gain weight!"

Isabella shouted, "I won't leave it for you! not at all!"

Duck didn't want to grab the marshmallow with the girl, so he walked to the patio railing with George, facing the hunting sea breeze, and asked, "What the hell are you doing?

George smiled and said, "Oh, Lord Governor, the enemy is now, and there is still time to care about the internal affairs of the Dark God Cult?"

"If you lose the war with a generational difference, I'll pull out my hair and hang myself. Fortresses are always easy to breach from within, documents have been issued, secrets are no longer secrets, I want to hear what you want to do. ”

George said calmly, "Lead the snake out of the hole and cleanse the Cult of the Dark God." As I said, some people stretch their feet out of bounds, don't do research honestly, and their minds are full of change!"

"Is there such a thing?"

"You stupid governor, if it weren't for me and Canedi's lack of power, we would have been finished!

Duck took the paper and looked at it, and his face sank.

This is a transcript of a meeting, a transcript of Riley's conversation at an internal meeting of the Dark Cult's senior personnel.

Some people have clearly pointed out that the Cult of the Dark God is a cover that should be directly abolished; others have pointed out that it is okay to keep it, and that since its founding, the top level has never been re-elected, which is not democratic enough; some people have even made wild statements that they want to select outstanding elements to be directly promoted to the top level, so that the original top level can "come to the bottom so that they can understand the actual situation."

George stared fixedly at the furious sea that was rolling up the waves: "These guys want to buckle their hats and beat sticks to grab peaches." Your sister is very smart, she heard that the wind was not in the right direction, she didn't make any substantive statement, and she was in the mud from beginning to end. She's not responsible. However, she is still too innocent to see the article here, and she naively wants to stand up and protect some people. ”

"Childish. ”

Duck commented coldly, and he didn't know if he was talking about Riley, or the guys who stirred up trouble.

George sighed: "The party is the same. The Cult of the Dark God is a place where alchemists study academics and give birth to wonderful ideas, and it is also the handle that guides us to the world forward. ”

Duck said: "Those two documents are bait, right? Let those stinky fish and rotten shrimp jump out and clean them up?"

"Not exactly. The first document has a lot of exhortations, so that they know what to do and what not to do, and the second document is the real bait," George took a sip of the wine in his hand, "I once told King Atavar of New Tenotiran that whatever the teaching, those who recite the scriptures should only recite the scriptures. Since it is academic first, let's only talk about academics and don't think about anything else. My mind is not on research, I think about jumping up and down all day long, and it is good to clean up early. ”

"Who's going to do it?"

"Ramos, he's high enough, ruthless enough, cautious enough. ”

Duck seemed to have heard some terrible joke: "Caution?"

"Of course, because he knows very well that all his prestige in his position of power comes from us, and if he goes too far, I will certainly use his head to appease the anger of the people. He didn't have a choice, he either did it beautifully or he died. ”

Duck was silent, the matter was irreparable, besides, he didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing, he was not yet thirty years old after all.

"Less involvement. ”

"I try to be as little as possible. ”

George's smile was also a little gloomy and helpless. There is no doubt that this kind of thing will be stained with the blood of innocent people. However, if you don't take a step forward, you can only take a step back, and going back is an abyss.

"How will the history books of the future record what we have done? ”

"The sky is not enough to be afraid, the ancestors are not enough to be afraid, and the words of people are not enough to be compassionate. ”

"What? What do you mean?"

"You'll understand in the future. ”

Duck smiled and shook his head: "George, can I resign? Your world is too deep, I can't keep up, I'm tired." ”

"Don't just say that you're tired, man. Of course, you can just leave it at that, as long as you think about the consequences. ”

"You bastard, you throw the hardest things at me every time. ”

"But it is I who gets scolded the most every time, Duck, my dear brother, and this is the sorrow of our forerunners. ”

"Well, it doesn't matter what kind of enemy it is, inside or outside, one counts as one, come on!"

After Duck finished yelling, he turned his head to the table and shouted, "Lala, my good Lala, leave me a bite in the sky city!"

On April 10, 1645, the main force of the Jagenque City Guard marched on the main island of Stamford. On the same day, the Cult of the Dark God began an unprecedented "Rectification Movement".