The news of the fall of the Heavenly Capital not only caused a storm in Borneo, but also in the Sticky Community building in Dawning City, which shocked the four.

The most interesting thing is that this scandal is not the Union that has been stabbed on the table, but the Empire's self-proclaimed "good relations" in the Bougerra Free State.

Although the relationship is a bit complicated, what needs to be said can still be clearly explained.

Due to the good relationship between the Free State and the Legion, and the Empire being an "ally" of the Legion, the Duke of Galava has always regarded the representatives of the Free State as his own buddies.

And the profiteers of the Free State happen to be notoriously fond of muffling and making a fortune.

They never pick customers when they do business, only to see if it is profitable, so naturally it is impossible to take the initiative to pick up the underpants of the empire, but have been hiding behind the legions and alliances, quietly developing the market in the Borneo province.

If it weren't for the fact that a few high-ranking salesmen of the Flint Group were caught by the thugs in Tiandu, and the pressure of public opinion from the authorities was too great, the representative of the Free State really didn't want to intervene.

As for the Duke of Galava, he was kept in the dark from beginning to end, and even recently learned that the witch was no longer in the capital and had taken refuge in the port of Golden Gallen.

And when he learned that the imperial capital had fallen into the hands of a group of thugs, his eyes widened as he sat at the conference table.

It was like a stranded goldfish.

"Nonsense! Tiandu ...... In the hands of the rebels? How I haven't heard! What is your intention in saying this now! He stood up angrily, but only held back a retort from the bull's head and the horse's mouth.

There was a whisper in the hall, and a look of surprise was written on every face.

These people are representatives of other small survivor forces, such as Junk City, Dam City, and the like. They neither understood nor cared about what was happening in the Empire, they were only amazed.

But the look on Duke Garava's face is interesting.

It was his own family, so why did he feel like he had just heard about it?

Looking at Duke Galava, who looked jealous and hateful, as if he had been betrayed, the representative of the Free State only shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, you're just talking nonsense...... While I really didn't expect you to help, I guess you don't even know what's going on in your own house. ”

The esteemed "you" unconsciously becomes "you".

After a pause, he added.

"We'd better use our own mercenaries to save people."

The voice fell, and the scene was full of heads.

The Duke of Galava, who was slapped in the face, had a crooked nose, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and he pointed his finger at the arrogant and unreasonable guy.

"You, do you know what you're talking about! Sending troops to the territory of the empire is a violation of the sovereignty of the empire! This is aggression! If you dare to let those mercenaries dare to set foot on the territory of the Empire, don't expect them to return alive! ”

"Tsk...... It's you who don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Galava. ”

Looking at the angry Galava, the tone of the representative of the Free State took on a hint of sarcasm.

Even ridicule.

"Even if this is an act of violating sovereignty, what do we have to do with the sovereignty of the illegitimate regime of the 'Yanush Empire'? For us, our employees are an important asset to the company, and since we have insurance for them, we have to make this insurance work. ”

After a pause, he looked at the others in the conference hall, especially Cheng Yan, who was sitting in the seat of the Alliance, and Captain Banotvand, who was sitting in the seat of the Legion.

These are the people who can really speak.

"Didn't anyone invite this 'unrelated person' out? The Xilan Empire is already a historical term, what can he do here but yell? ”

Bennott, who sat in the Legion's seat, was expressionless, his sunken eye sockets seemed to have survived several nights, and he was even more unconcerned about the proposals of the Free State representatives.

He's a mess of his own right now, and he doesn't have time to take care of his dog.

Cheng Yan glanced at Bennott, then at the representative of the Free State and the pale-faced Duke Galava, and after a moment of silence, he coughed lightly.

"The seats of the Sticky Community are given to the inhabitants of the province of Borneo, not to any person, or organization, even to such and such a royal family...... However, I do not agree with the removal of the seat of the Xilan Empire due to political turmoil, which is contrary to the spirit of the Sticky Community and the rules we have set. ”

There was a glint of hope in the Duke of Galava's eyes.

Although he didn't like the Alliance, and hated this "manager's follower" even more, when he heard this guy speak for himself, he couldn't help but tilt the corners of his mouth proudly, and looked at the Free State representative who pouted defiantly.

And yet—

His pride didn't last for two seconds, and he fell into the abyss again because of Cheng Yan's next sentence......

"However, with the current state of the Empire, it is indeed not suitable to continue to attend the meetings of the Adhesive Community. Even if they had voted at the meeting, they would not have the capacity to fulfil their obligations...... Therefore, I propose to suspend their seats for the time being, until the survivors of Borneo Province re-elect an organization or individual who can truly represent their ideas, and then unfreeze the seats as appropriate. ”

This is purely out of normal and reasonable procedure.

After all, the Climeland is a slime fungus research institute that discusses collective affairs in the wasteland, and the current empire has not even wiped the shit off its ass, and there is even a danger of dragging the entire wasteland into their internal strife.

Letting this-stirring stick mess around in meetings is not good for themselves, or for anyone else at the conference table.

Before fulfilling their obligation to end the wasteland, the survivors of Borneo should put their troubles across.

Not wanting to look at the pleading face of the Duke of Galava, Cheng Yan looked directly at the front of the venue and said.

"Let's vote."

Almost all the delegates in the audience gave the green light, and only the Academy abstained.

In addition to the alliance, only companies voted in favor of complete goodwill, and the other votes were somewhat ill-intentioned.

After all, this Duke of Galava is used to being arrogant on weekdays, and he has offended people for the empire.

The voting situation is precarious for the Empire.

Although Galava is full of resentment with the Coad, quitting himself and being kicked out are two different things entirely.

Hurting his face was worse than killing him......

The sweaty Duke of Galava looked pleadingly at Captain Benottwan, his pitiful expression like that of a drowning man, looking at the last straw on the water.

As long as the clan exercises the right of veto...... All declines will be reversed!

However, to his despair, his loved ones did not look at him, but just sat there with cold eyes.

The red light that marked the opposition......

In the end, it still didn't shine.

The legion abstained......

The Empire's closest allies have abstained!

For a moment, the Duke of Galava felt that the world was spinning, and his eyes were black and he sat down in his chair.

He doesn't help me.

It's over.

It's all over......

……

The meeting is over.

As the delegates of the Free State wished, the Duke of Galava left the meeting and was carried out.

This guy has a bad heart, but he would rather spend his money on alcohol and women than have an operation on himself.

Many people at the meeting were talking in whispers, wondering if he could survive this time.

But it doesn't matter if you can't get through it.

The Empire's seat has been frozen, and it will no longer be on the agenda of the meeting.

Of course, the proudest of all are the newly joined representatives of the South China Sea Alliance.

The tens of billions of Xilan coins they borrowed had already been discounted into silver coins by them.

If the empire goes bankrupt, those debts will naturally not have to be repaid......

After the adjournment of the meeting.

Bennott stood by the window of the hallway, looking out the window at Dawn City and stopped for a moment.

Hearing the footsteps coming from beside him, he didn't look back, just said casually.

"Is there any smoke?"

"Yes."

Cheng Yan touched a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed one to this guy's hand.

He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, but Benott didn't smoke it, just squinted his eyes and looked out the window, his face half sad and half confused.

It was a long time before he spoke.

“…… There's something I don't understand. ”

Cheng Yan, who was standing next to him, thought for a while and spoke.

"I can probably guess."

Bennot glanced at him, and suddenly laughed, and smoke floated out of his nostrils.

"Actually, I won't tell you, I still borrowed your methods......"

"You mean the rebels?" Cheng Yan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "You guys...... Which one did you learn from? We haven't done that. ”

"Whether you have done it or not, you know it in your hearts, I can't say it clearly."

Bennott sighed, his eyes looked out the window, and a hint of resentment suddenly appeared in his pupils.

"But why?"

He clenched his fists as if he wanted to smash the windowsill with his fists, and squeezed the anger buried in his chest out of his teeth.

"I gave them so much benefit and so much assistance...... Money! Ammunition! And the experience and technology of the struggle! But they stabbed us in turn! ”

Can you understand that feeling? It's as if Lassi didn't rush to teach the empire a lesson when he went out of the city, but set a fire to the port of Golden Gallen first! If so, what would you think? ”

He and Huye did discuss something.

Including communicating with some of the big names in Triumph City, especially the civilian officials with higher military ranks than him.

The whole plan was very simple, the veterans and officers of the wolf clan took advantage of the popular grievances in Xifan Harbor to rebel, kill a group of imperial nobles to sacrifice the flag, take over all the arms stranded in Lion State, and then take the Tiandu directly along the road and railway network they built.

If the situation is optimistic, the empire may not even have a chance to react, and this "exchange transfusion" can be completed without even shedding a few drops of blood.

After all, the empire is defenseless against the legions, and their dependence and hope on the legions is even to the point of fantasy.

As for Xifan Harbor, there is no problem.

The leonin nobles there were all a bunch of muddy stuff that couldn't hold up the wall, and they didn't even have to pick and choose to find a whole bunch of rubbish, and those people were no match for the gray wolf veterans.

In order to create an opportunity for them, Governor Huye also deliberately took his own personal guards.

And the speculators who mixed in with the wolves also promised them that after taking the guns, they would only liquidate the nobles of the empire, and never touch the willantes of the empire, and after everything was over, this "restraint" would be used as a symbol of friendship between the two sides......

However, the result was that those white-eyed wolves betrayed him without hesitation, and he didn't believe in it, but he wanted to cooperate with those who were even more untrustworthy, to make a big bet - first build a broken ship to fill the hatred, and then bet that he could change to a new ship before the shipwreck.

There was only one thing he was glad about now, and that was that his daughter, Penny, wasn't there.

Although she did not board the ship of the Governor of Huyer, she managed to persuade her to go to the port of Eternal Night before the incident happened.

Cheng Yan glanced at him.

Although he didn't make it clear, the general meaning was clear.

This guy wants to replicate a "Lassy" in Saifan Harbor.

However, this guy clearly misunderstood something.

Although in terms of results, the emergence of Mammoth State is indeed in the interests of the Alliance, the Alliance has really not taken the initiative to export anything to the people there.

Is there anything that isn't the voice of the local survivors, including the Survivor's Daily newspaper in Port Goldgallen, and the "Red Earth" anthology serialized in the newspaper?

"Do you think Lassi hates us? Do the inhabitants of Port Golden Gallen hate us? Or...... Does Lassi hate the inhabitants of Port Goldgallen? ”

"......" Benott did not speak for a long time, unable to answer the question.

Cheng Yan continued.

"Then if I tell you again, we have never supported the Mammoth State and the Moon Clan Resistance, and we have even advised them not to be in such a hurry, and that everything has to be done step by step...... Can you believe it? ”

The manager is a man who disdains to use conspiracy.

Most of that gentleman's decisions are indeed conspiracy, and Cheng Yan is extremely clear about this.

Although there are rumors in the market that Lassi got the guidance of a big man, or that he resigned and went north because of some endorsement, the truth is diametrically opposite.

That guy did something that caught everyone off guard - risked his own life and that of a group of people to win an almost impossible victory.

But it was that incident that made many people in the alliance sober up.

Not everything will be as slow as they planned.

They can no longer mess around as they did before, and they must be careful about every choice they make.

Bennott still had a look of disbelief on his face, but he was not as sure as before.

“…… You didn't instruct Lassy? ”

Cheng Yan looked at him seriously.

"I can swear to the manager."

“……”

Bennott didn't speak, just stared out the window and smoked a cigarette to himself.

Not really......

No wonder he can't replicate it.

People are like-minded animals, and gamblers are destined to be in the company of gamblers, and then they are targeted by bigger gamblers, and they lose all the chips they finally get in their hands.

Although it has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, Benott suddenly felt so tired, and even had the idea of retiring early, and he no longer had the aggressiveness and high-spirited spirit he once had.

The lonely eyes seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant......

……

Just as Bennott was rubbing cigarettes one after another, Duke Galava, who was carried into the hospital, finally woke up after being rescued by the alliance doctors.

“…… Thanks to you coming 5 minutes early, no one can save you a little later. ”

Vaguely hearing someone talking, he barely opened his eyes and saw the doctor's face.

Although his stubborn temper never bowed to others, he couldn't help but soften his tone and lowered his eyebrows for the doctor who saved his life.

"Thank you......"

"You're welcome, it's my job and my mission to save people," the doctor in the white coat glanced at him, looked at the instrument on the side, and couldn't help but say more in the back, "If you have the conditions, I still recommend that you change to a biomimetic heart...... Sooner or later, this will be over. ”

Galava's eyes struggled a little, and fine sweat oozed from his pale forehead, as if he was hesitating.

Change your heart......

Doesn't that mean a cut in the chest?!

Of course.

Of course, he is not afraid of pain.

It's just that...... What if that manager wants his life and arranges for someone to secretly stab him forward?

Seeing that this guy was scaring himself again, the doctor hurriedly said.

"We will do anesthesia and the whole process will not hurt ......"

"No need doctor," interrupted the Duke of Galava, smiling weakly, "I'm fine...... Thank you for saving my life. ”

“……”

The doctor looked at the stubborn old man in amazement, then finally shook his head, turned and walked out the door.

Seeing the doctor go out of the door, Niyang, who was at the door, hurriedly asked.

"How is he, Lord Duke?"

The doctor replied succinctly.

"The situation is basically stable...... If you really want to be good for him, you still have to persuade him to have the operation done as soon as possible. ”

"I'll advise him." Niyan nodded, said to the doctor, and walked slowly, then walked into the Duke of Galava's hospital room.

When he entered, the Duke of Galava, lying on his back on the bed, was staring at the ceiling.

Hearing the footsteps at the door, he tilted his face slightly, moved his demented gaze back again, looked at the ceiling, and said dejectedly.

"I don't think I'm sick...... I wasn't like that before, I used to be healthy, but since I came to the league...... It's as if everything has changed. ”

Seeing the sick appearance of Mr. Duke, Niyan also sighed unbearably, but finally put the written letter of resignation on the bedside table, and then poured a cup of hot water for the duke, and said in a coaxing tone.

"Indeed, the alliance is bad."

"They shouldn't have ended the wasteland era, let alone let the people of the wasteland see the hope of a new century."

"There is no difference between drowning in reality and drowning in a dream...... It's just a choice for different people, and we all want to leave something in this world. ”

The Duke of Ganawa looked at him blankly, and suddenly felt that this minion was a little strange.

This is...... His nyyan?

"For the sake of you and me, I advise you to change your heart. Even if you always feel that Mr. Manager wants your life...... Now that the empire is over, and soon you will no longer be a diplomat, there will be no one to harm you again. ”

You don't have the value of being killed anymore......

Niyan looked at him with pity, but in the end he still didn't say the most hurtful sentence.

"Shut up......! You rat, you know something! Lying on the bed, Galava's eyes widened as he stared at the servant, both familiar and strange, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed the paper on the bedside table.

"What's that...... Newspapers? ”

Niyan replied truthfully.

"It's a letter of resignation."

Galava's eyes were bloodshot, and his sockets grew red, and he stared at him deadly.

"Resign, resign?!"

"That's right," Nyan nodded, "Thank you for your continued care, but once a person has the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, he will no longer be satisfied with being a slave, and I choose to follow my heart." ”

Galava sat up from the bed angrily, grabbed the letter of resignation, tore it to shreds, and threw it into his lap.

"The resignation of slaves is unheard of! I tell you, Nyan, I am your master! What I promise you is yours, without my nod, you don't want to leave! ”

The hysterical voice sounded like a roar and a pleading.

Nyan thought he would say something mean at the end and give him back the humiliation he had suffered.

But now looking at this old man who has lost everything, those mean words are no longer spoken.

In fact, he is also a poor man.

Born with a golden key, he has listened to countless flatteries in his life, but no one has ever respected him from the bottom of his heart, either blindly following his stupidity, or fooling him with a clear pretend.

Niyan bowed slightly, which counted as the last respect.

"You are mistaken, Mr. Galava, I am not resigning as a slave, but from all my positions in the Empire......"

After a pause, he pulled the ID card out of his pocket.

"There are no slaves in the Alliance, I am not a slave in the first place, and there is nothing to say about."

Affiliate ID ......

The parched Adam's apple moved up and down, and the Duke of Galava was utterly desperate.

It seems that the reason for losing the tantrum is lost.

This time he rarely didn't get angry, just looked at the man who turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going......

Nyanan paused, but didn't look back.

"Go to Borneo."

"Go where I am needed."

……

[Yesterday, the editorial department of this newspaper received a telegram from the direction of Tiandu.

The telegram claimed that the remnants of the old empire had been wiped out by the Celestial Army, and that the new empire would be led by the Celestial King Yanush, with a constitutional monarchy, the abolition of royal privileges and slavery, and the idea of equality for all, leading the inhabitants of Borneo to a brighter future.

It is not possible to confirm the identity of the sender of the telegram at this time, but judging by the contents, it should be someone related to the Heavenly King Army, or at least authorized by its higher-ups.

Since this newspaper does not have a branch office in the sky, it is not possible to know the specific situation in the local area for the time being.

However, according to the reporters in Xiangzhou, judging from the oral content of the refugees in the direction of Tiandu, the local situation does not seem to be optimistic.

The Celestial Army is carrying out a "systematic" liquidation of the remnants of the old empire, which is not based on the express law, and most of the time it is entirely up to the "intuition" of the senior or mid-ranking officers in the jurisdiction themselves, and Yanusz himself seems to have no intention of blocking it.

Our correspondent tried to contact the Governor's Office of Port Kingallen, but there was no further information from the Governor's Office.

However, from only a limited number of clues, Yanusz's proclamation of "abolition" and "equality of all" does not seem to have anything to do with the Japanese and the nobility of the old empire......

On January 15, 214 in the year 214, the Survivor Daily reported on the Port of Goldgallen.

】

Golden Gallen Harbor.

In the noodle restaurant in the port area, a group of diners are reading the newspaper while eating.

The illiterate dock worker listened to the literate clerk finish reading the newspaper, and finally frowned, patted his thigh, and muttered a curse.

"This Yanush is not a good thing either...... It's so extreme! ”

The crowd around to watch the excitement also nodded and agreed.

"yes."

"Extreme ......"

"I don't think this Yanush is a good thing...... Fortunately, Lao Tzu has not donated money yet. ”

Looking at these guys who saw the wind and steered the rudder, the clerk holding the newspaper couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Aren't you rooting for the Heavenly King?"

The short-haired dock worker smirked, so he looked to the side.

The co-worker sitting next to him coughed and defended him.

"I supported him in fighting the empire, but I didn't support him in slaughtering the city...... Didn't support him in slaughtering the Wilantes. ”

The voice echoed again.

"It does ......"

"One thing is one yard, what you do should be praised, and what you don't do well should be criticized!"

"That's it!"

The man reading the newspaper shook his head and put it away.

"I don't disagree, but there has to be a standard for good and bad, right? It's good for a while, it's bad for a while, what's the reason. ”

The lively one next to him also smiled and interjected.

"You guys are really hard to serve, and finally someone wants to go with you, and you demand that people think exactly like you. Otherwise, you can just do it yourself, and it's not happier to do it yourself than to command blindly on the sidelines. ”

Everyone was about to quarrel again, when suddenly there was a shout at the door.

"There's something in the sky!"

As soon as they heard the exclamation, all the diners threw down their topics and chopsticks, and flocked to the door of the noodle restaurant despite the obstruction of the noodle restaurant guys.

"What's that?"

"I'll see!"

"it!"

Everyone looked at the sky in unison, only to see a row of light blue arcs across the sky.

Those who knew the goods immediately recognized that it was a plume ejected by the plasma engine!

"Airplanes! It's the aircraft of the Union! The expert pointed to the sky and cried out in surprise.

Hearing his voice, almost all the people on the street who stopped to look at the sky had a look of joy on their faces.

The alliance is coming!

They're back!

……

Blood-pumping BGM filled the cabin, trying to drown out the roar of the plasma engine.

Sitting in the cabin, [Yin Yang Mistake] holding his ears with his little thumb couldn't help but complain.

"...... I remember that the killer whales of the enterprise were not so noisy. ”

[No family] said with a hippie smile.

"You're right, but the Overlord transport aircraft is a large aircraft independently developed and produced by the Alliance-"

[Half a year old] moved to cover his mouth.

"Alright, I know you've played Wasteland Online."

One step to the sky: "? ”

While the four of them were arguing, Lao Bai in power armor shouted in the communication channel.

"Brothers, we have arrived on the east coast of Borneo Province, over the port of Golden Gallen!"

"The Legion wants to give us eye medicine, so we'll give them some color to see, so that they don't have to heal their scars and forget the pain. They forgot, I haven't, how they ran in the desert with their tails between their legs! ”

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter in the cabin, and Lao Bai also grinned and smiled, and when the voice stopped, he had a serious expression and continued.

"Remember, we represent the strongest legion in the Alliance! Keep in mind the "Player's Handbook" and the discipline of the Corps, don't take a stitch from the masses, I don't care what bad ideas you have, since you choose to sit here, remember the rules for me! ”

The loud voice fell, and a high-morale roar immediately resounded in the communication channel.

"Yes!"

The benefits of the Burning Corps are the highest in the whole server, not only including equipment and leveling, but also salaries. Basically, I joined the group, and I don't have to worry about my game career or my life outside the game.

However, on the contrary, the standard for joining the Burning Corps is also the highest in the whole service, and it is not enough to have a rank, but also to listen to the command and discipline.

Although the rules are somewhat strict, even harsh, few people complain.

After all, if you enjoy the benefits, you have to bear the corresponding obligations, which is fair.

If you want to have fun, you can go out and form a group by yourself.

For example, Brother Mosquito used to be a member of the Burning Corps, but later felt that it was too serious and boring, so he quit the team and went out to form a more relaxed goblin corps. Everyone is still buddies, and they usually cooperate a lot, so as not to affect the friendship because of different understandings of the game.

Another example is the White Bear Knights, which also flew out of the Storm Corps alone, and now they are gradually growing.

Several of the Alliance's initial legions are like a novice village, and many powerful casual players have walked out of these corps.

Seeing that the leader's nonsense was finally finished, [no family] shouted with a smile.

"Boss, can we skydive? I just want to pretend to be a force and never foul! ”

He saw someone below waving at him, and it would be a shame not to make a sparkling appearance.

Lao Bai shouted with a smile.

"Jump yourself, I'll open the hatch."

No family members are busy talking.

"Don't! Brother, why don't you pull the plane higher, I won't be a meat mud now. ”

Mistake: "Hahahaha! ”

There was laughter and scolding in the cabin, adding a different color to the passionate BGM.

The corners of Fang Chang's mouth couldn't help but curl up a smile, and he looked at the thriving settlement on the porthole.

It's been a long time since I've been back.

The changes here were so great that he, the designer, almost didn't recognize them......

The authorities of the port of Golden Gallen built a new military base for them on the outskirts.

As for the Lowell camp, which was originally close to the port area, it has been converted into a museum, and even two service androids have been imported from the company to serve as tour guides.

"Speaking of which, do you remember what it was like here a year ago?"

Hearing Fang Chang's voice, Lao Bai grinned.

"I don't remember, you understand me, I'm a forward-looking person. I'm actually more curious about a year from now than I was a year ago. ”

Fang Chang smiled and said.

"Oh? What do you think will be like in a year? ”

"Haha, it depends on what the local survivors themselves think, and all we can do is help them, and it's impossible to carry them away."

Squinting his eyes and looking out of the porthole, Lao Bai added another sentence in the back.

“…… Anyway, no matter what it becomes, just don't change it back. (End of chapter)