"Are you saying that the preparation of all this was set in the early days of the establishment of the Yinmeng?" Despite Wen Zhong's seductive vision, Michael had another cruel truth in mind.

"Of course, this is not my idea, and every successive president of the BAC League is well aware of Operation Centaur." Wen Zhong replied.

"And yet their funding has never been cut off?" Michael asked, surprised. He clearly knew that the base of manpower and resources to be used for this kind of stealth operation was only the capture of ultra-long-range particles, and if calculated at this distance, it would be necessary to spread the receiving array throughout the Martial Emperor Galaxy!

"It never broke." Wen Zhong replied bluntly.

"Even Helen. That decade of Art? Michael asked reluctantly.

"Especially Helen's decade." Wen Zhong smiled at Michael. "The involvement of the Heisenberg chaebol with a large amount of special funds has made the originally clumsy detection program like a shot in the arm."

After listening to Wen Zhong's explanation, Michael's heart fluctuated. Tar someone with the same brush! A voice sounded in his heart.

He couldn't believe what he had heard, and was disgusted by the smug face that Bun Joong had shown. The elites who cling to the pinnacle of power, they are as precise and ruthless as the programs they have written, and they are so consistent in their thinking.

Destroy the Vulcans and their allies and trample all of the galaxy at the feet of humanity!

Either you die or I die?

Could this be the simple thinking of the evil of human nature that they want to express with a series of complex behind-the-scenes conspiracies?

"So what you did...... All of this...... Just to open a path to conquest that leads to the Centaur Spiral Arm? Michael looked at Wen Zhong, who was also looking at him with a pleasant face.

"That's just one aspect." Wen Zhong replied. "Survival of the fittest, natural selection, but even if it is just this simple purpose, I will not have the slightest concession in the position of this series of events." The old man smiled and stroked his long beard.

"Just so that humanity can become the overlord of the galaxy? You're going to erase a great intelligent civilization from the list of masterpieces of the Creator? Michael said angrily.

"Haha, God of Creation......" Wen Zhong laughed. I thought that all of you who graduated from the two schools were typical atheists. He clapped his hands with a smile on his face, closed the holographic panel, and the blue Milky Way in the room disappeared without a trace.

"Even if the cybers are not deceptive, the miracles of the gods passed down by the shadow of the starship are nothing more than useless memories of the old past!" Wen Zhong was a little excited at the moment, and he raised his voice to Michael.

"These gods have never set foot on our land, they are on the other half of the galaxy far, Perseus, remember? It's at least 50,000 light-years away, and there aren't any stargates available, which would make the gods complain about the long distance, not to mention that they are fiction in the first place. ”

"What do these ancient Vulken people want, they are desperately guarding the stargate? Isn't it still an attempt to monopolize the endless resources that follow, or to enjoy it yourself, or to sell it at a price? Wen Zhong said disdainfully.

"The people of Vulken, they hate material technology, and they are confirmed to be resourceless people!" Michael couldn't help but defend the Walkens.

"Who knows......" Wen Zhong just shrugged at this. But if that were the case, they should get out of the way, rather than blockade the desert with their fleets of hope. He said.

“…… So for the sake of this so-called hope, you can do anything? Blow up Tom. The Holland space station, pour the tide on the Walkens, order the fleet to misfire, induce them to attack Valkyria, and then gamble the lives of 200,000 citizens of Tramon to finally achieve the goal of starting the war? Michael couldn't hold back anymore at this time, he was ready for a complete showdown with Wen Zhong, knowing that after these words, even if he had embarked on a road of no return since then, but at this moment he was ready to send an arrow.

Michael was expecting Wen Zhong's reaction to his words, but the mockery, doubt, anger, or outright denial he had expected did not appear, and the first citizen, who had white hair, had no expression on his face at the moment, and Michael saw a trace of calmness and indifference in his eyes.

"Shen Yuehe......" Michael immediately woke up. I confessed to him, and he naturally told you everything. ”

"Yes, I did." Wen Zhong even admitted directly, which made the only glimmer of hope in Michael's heart disappear, and his mind was agitated, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"I grieve for you, Michael." Wen Zhong suddenly sighed and said, "As my chief staff officer, you should have come to me directly to talk, instead of secretly sending someone to investigate. You pinned your unrealistic hopes on a politician who was completely out of reach, Robert . What can that hypocrite of Kent bring to you? Is it the charm of being one of the thousands of faces by relying on him? You think with Sophia. Can Heinrich bring me down? ”

Wen Zhong smiled at Michael, and he said again: "Not to mention your poor cadet secretary, what's his name?" He patted his head, and his action caused Michael, who had already made up his mind, to suddenly lose control.

"His name is Alex! York. Alex! You bastard! Michael reached into his arms, and reached out to take out a small weapon from his inner pocket, and he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Wen Zhong, breathing heavily, considering whether to pull the trigger immediately.

"Oh~ Where's the ceramic pistol...... I bet even the bullets are specially made......" At the moment, Wen Zhong still seemed unhurried. "I was wondering what you're going to bring with you." He laughed.

"There is the highest level of security measures in the Silver Alliance, and if you carry an ordinary weapon, I am afraid that you will be smashed into a ball of chaff as soon as you exit the elevator. But what now? You should know that while this pistol doesn't set off the alarm, if you fire at me, the system will still judge you as hostile, and the close-range weapons in this cottage will instantly smash you. ”

"I know! I'm willing to trade my life for my life! Michael yelled at him.