The Ark is not a purely political force, and its six-member jury is always a leading body that has always been served by outstanding scholars in various fields. Time is precious to scholars, so the Ark has no parliament, no elections, and every naturalized person in the Ark will automatically be granted a suffrage, and then the succession ranking will be delineated according to a strict scoring system. The scoring is conducted every 5 years, based on the number of researches, patents, papers and awards awarded. When there is a vacancy in the six-member panel, the successor is replaced after a simple ceremony, and this special appointment system is known as the succession system.

- "The Complete History of Green Island: The Ark" IC131, Deep. Neuer

IC64, April 23, night.

The Atrocities on Eden's Day of Remembrance shocked the world, and accidents followed just as people sighed and waited with bated breath for the declaration of war on the Ark Greenwich. At 16 o'clock in the afternoon, the fourth referee was assassinated, at 17:15, the mansion of the second referee exploded, and none of the 42 members of the family were spared, at 19:28, 2 minutes before the start of the emergency meeting of the referee team, 3 scholars in the front line died violently in the lounge, and 2 experts who had been presiding over the work of the Su Zhi laboratory for a long time unexpectedly became their successors.

As Fanor expected, the sympathy of the various Green Island governments for the old Soviet forces quickly faded, and all kinds of questions arose, Lin Ke, was he really as seriously injured and died in the sand sea as the legend? Or lurking somewhere in this world, the director orchestrated this bloody day?

Greenwich, House of Commons Speaker Baron Wells.

"It's so rampant! It's so rampant! These cockroaches that live underground! Maggots! They are challenging the great Greenwich! "The Baron of Wales was furious in his study, overturning his desk and smashing ornaments, he was a pampered man, and soon became out of breath under the vigorous exercise.

A young man in Chinese clothes opened the door with a tea set, ignored the mess in the room, walked slowly to the sofa, raised his sleeves and swept away some porcelain fragments on the coffee table, and actually made tea by himself.

"Morpheus, who let you in!" Baron Wells glared at the young man with red eyes. Miro. Morpheus, 28 years old, has short chestnut hair and brown eyes, handsome features, and a slightly upturned mouth, which seems to be smiling all the time. Miro is a world-famous high-IQ criminal, not an ability, but his reputation in the underground world is no less than that of Qin Feng and Zulu Oba. He has been active within the Mediterranean Union for many years, and three years ago because his identity was exposed, he was not allowed to go into exile in Greenwich, and was sheltered by the Baron of Wales, and was the baron's eater and brainchild.

"Wait, the tea will be ready soon." Miro didn't raise his head, his expression was focused, as if making tea was the most important thing, "Your Excellency, how much sugar do you want to add?" ”

"Miro. Morpheus! I'm taking a huge risk to protect you because you fancy your wisdom, not your crappy tea art! Baron Wells shouted angrily, and hurried up to overturn the tea set, but as soon as he bent down, he was held by a lancet as thin as a piece of paper, and Miró raised one hand, his index and middle fingers between the blade, and the other hand was still steadily putting sugar in the teacup.

"My grandmother told me that a sweet hot drink can help you soothe your mood, but in my opinion, it doesn't work as well as a knife holder on your neck." Miro picked up the cup holder and handed it over, "Do you drink?" ”

Baron Wells took the black tea tremblingly, sweat dripping down, and the bottom of the cup and the cup holder made a fine collision sound, just now he was really dizzy, he actually planned to lift the tea set of a third-order martial artist.

Miro smiled, put away his knife and stood up, and made a gesture of invitation to Baron Wells. The baron took a sip with a hard smile, where can he taste the taste of tea.

"It's delicious, I feel better."

"Forget it." Miro sighed and waved his hand at the coffee table, the cold light flashed, the coffee table, the teapot and the remaining teacup split in two in an instant, and the porcelain shards and boiling water spilled down, making a mess of the precious carpet, "Sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this." ”

That's weird! The baron thought viciously, but he didn't dare to show the slightest expression on his face: "It's okay, it's messy enough, those subordinates can sort it out." ”

"You're so forgiving." Miró bowed to the baron, "My lord, I'm here to congratulate you. ”

"Congratulations?" Baron Wells pondered, but couldn't remember anything to congratulate these days.

"You already know about the atrocities of Eden, right?"

"You're here for this...... Congratulations? Gritting his teeth, the baron felt his anger renewal.

"yes, that's exactly what happened." Miró nodded rightly.

"Are you laughing at me!" The baron roared again, the teacup in his hand trembling even more, and the tea spilled, and the rich milky aroma wafted away.

"No, no, no, calm down, my Lord Baron." Miro patted the baron's arm gently, "Didn't you realize that now is the perfect time to declare war on that juggernaut?" ”

"The best timing?" The baron chewed on these four words, and slowly, the anger dissipated, replaced by an ecstasy that was becoming more and more difficult to hide, "You are right! The atrocities were caused by Ethel's carelessness in Dunhuang, and we and the ark were on the brink of war, and he must take full responsibility! ”

"If you intend to report to Her Majesty in this way, then congratulations, you will have another great victory." Miró sneered, "The same victory as the platform." ”

"You mean...... Such an attack still doesn't work for him? "Baron Wells was incredulous.

"Your Excellency, I would like to ask, do you think that with the presence of the Lord of the Lord, the people will be afraid of war?"

"No, it won't." The baron blurted out.

"And what about Her Majesty? Will she ruin her hopes of victory before war is about to start? Or are you in a hurry to repair your relationship with the Juggernaut? ”

"Fix." The baron lost his soul, "Isn't there no way to do it?" ”

"As I said, there's never been a better time." Miro stood up, bursting with a powerful momentum, like a general directing the country.

His unequivocal tone gave the baron hope again, and he looked at Miró with a look in his eyes full of pleading and anticipation.

"What happened in Eden is just an introduction, I dare to guarantee that the Ark will not dare to declare war, Su Zhi has just died, the current ruling forces, the old forces of the six-person referee team and the old Su Zhi forces are staggered, and there are endless internal strife, they don't dare, and they don't have the strength to make a strong enemy again." Miro's speed of speech was urgent, obviously after careful consideration, "Looking at other forces, Maori has suffered a lot in Maya, and the Chinese Alliance has always been conservative, they are audiences, not actors." ”

Pointing out, Baron Wales looked at Miró in disbelief. This man, he always thought that he had seen through him, a high-IQ criminal, a little wise, but the pattern was insufficient. On the platform, he vowed that he could bring down Prodi in one fell swoop. Ethel, the only thing to gain is to make the queen estranged from Prodi. He doesn't blame Miró, in his opinion, this is Miró's limit, how can a smart person who has been mixed in the dark world since childhood understand the mysteries of politics. He uses Miro, but he does not blindly trust Miro, and the final blow still requires pure political wisdom, relying on himself.

But today...... This is still the Miro he is familiar with. Morpheus?

"Your Excellency, why is Her Majesty interested in Prodi. Ethel so trusted? Miró's abrupt question interrupted Baron Wells' train of thought, and the panic and doubts were dispelled before they could take shape, leaving only a tiger-like agitation.

"It was Ethel who sided with the royal family during the civil war in the Kingdom." The baron replied quickly, but he himself was not satisfied with the answer, and after a moment of thought, he added, "And the friendship that grew up together." ”

"And what kind of monarch is Her Majesty herself? The Prince of Mercy? The Heroic Lord? Miró said, and the baron shook his head. Most politicians in monarchy are good at speculating about the monarch, and even if the person sitting on that throne has not really participated in the management of the country for hundreds of years, this habit has not changed.

"Well, she's a possessive, jealous ...... Despot? This comment was exactly what the baron thought, and he was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slightly.

"Can't you think of how to use tyrants?" Miro's voice was like a murmur from hell, seducing him and stimulating him.

"I want to get it." "But it is useless," replied, "for it is useless to instigate words, to slander or to frame blame." Prodi. Ethel has no emotions, so naturally he has no desires, and he is always the most trusted person of His Majesty. ”

"No emotions?" A mocking smile crossed the corner of Miró's mouth, "Her Majesty must not think so, otherwise why would she always trust him so much?" A woman is willing to trust a man unconditionally, only because of stupid love. ”

"You mean Your Majesty favors Ethel?" The baron's pupils constricted, decadently sat down, stupid love, this is precisely one of the areas that politicians cannot conquer.

"Don't be discouraged, my Excellency, don't be discouraged." Miro also sat down with him, "Now is the best time to declare war, the Lord Juggernaut has been stationed in Hamburg County for more than 4 months, close at hand, but the day of the sun is far away, all after Maya returned, do you think Your Majesty does not doubt it?" Don't forget, the Maori also went to Maya, and the leader of the team was our venerable Highness Phoenix. ”

……

Hamburg, in fact, is an independent green island, Green Island number 97, about 700 kilometers from the map of Greenwich, where Prodi Ethel has been stationed for more than 4 months.

In the first battle of Maya, Prodi was seriously injured, and the Ark Royal returned at a gallop, but when he arrived in Hamburg, Prodi suddenly ordered a stop, and then the Origin Agency stopped in Hamburg, except for a war report sent back by Asano, without giving any explanation to Greenwich, and even the news of Prody's injury was concealed.

Refusing to explain and refusing to visit, the Origin Capable lived in isolation for more than 4 months and more than 100 days.

What Prodi was guarding against, they didn't ask, they didn't think, because it all seemed to them to be taken for granted. Greenwich is not a good place, and the exposure of Prodi's injury will add a lot of variables, even if it is just a little mortal disturbance, it will be an unforgivable thing in their eyes.

But there will be an end to the recuperation, and now that Prodi's body is basically healthy, they also know that the day of returning to Greenwich is near.