The new Fish-Man Island has been plunged into jubilation.

The news of the victory had spread throughout the island, and all the countrymen already knew that Big Brother Bright had led all his companions to victory in the war.

The world is about to change dramatically, and everything they once dreamed of is finally coming their way.

And in the midst of this jubilant atmosphere, there is a café that seems very quiet.

Bright stood quietly behind the bar, brewing coffee.

His technique is already very skillful, and the tantalizing aroma is already permeating this café.

Xia Li sat on the chair behind the table at the front of the bar, her right hand supporting her chin and looking at Bright quietly.

The light in the café is soft and dim, and with the silence at this time, it creates a peaceful and relaxing atmosphere for a while, and even makes people feel a little drowsy.

"Try it, I'm confident."

Bright put the coffee in front of Xia Li, then sat down across from her, looking at her with confidence, "No one knows Xia Li's taste better than me, are you ready to taste this most delicious coffee?"

There's no need to add anything else anymore, it's already the tastiest.

"Really?"

Xia Li smiled and picked up her coffee, "Then I'm going to have a good taste."

She took a sip.

"And then?"

Bright looked at her expectantly, hoping for a response from her.

Miss Xia Li didn't speak, but silently took another sip.

Bright was already smiling.

He stretched widely, leaning lazily back in his chair, his head raised as if it had been broken, and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

He didn't speak, and there was silence in the café.

The only sound that could be heard was Xia Li's soft swallowing.

It wasn't until the crisp sound of the coffee cup on the table that Bright lowered his head,

"The war is over."

He smiled and said, "We defeated Imu, we defeated the world government, and the dream that generations have longed for is now close at hand."

"So—"

A touching smile appeared on Xia Li's pale face, her cheeks turned slightly red, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

"So,"

Bright grinned, "It's what we agreed on—"

"Bright!"

The door to the café was suddenly pushed open, and Tezzolo hurried in.

Bright turned his head to look at the guy unhappily.

Now is the critical moment, what are you bastard running here for?

As soon as he walked, he nodded to Xia Li, who was looking at him in surprise, as a greeting, and then said with an anxious face, "Where is it still leisurely to drink coffee here, Mr. Zefa and they are already arguing!"

The corners of Bright's mouth twitched, "Then let them quarrel a little longer."

"What a joke!"

Tezzolo grabbed Bright's wrist, "I finally won the war, I finally took over the whole world, now is the most critical time, how can you be lazy here?"

"Only you can mediate with them, come with me!"

It's a real headache.

You also said that I finally won the victory, can't you let me take a good rest?

"Go, Bright."

Xia Li suddenly spoke, "It's not over yet, is it? You've got something else to do."

Bright pursed his lips, and then could only nod helplessly.

So let's go and deal with the last thing first.

It's still night, but it's a makeshift build on the shore of the new Fish-Man Island

In the headquarters building of the Immigration Bureau, a large conference room was very lively at this time.

"No! I absolutely disagree!"

Dorag's hand slapped on the table, and he exclaimed, "I can't accept that those kings still hold the power of the country after we have changed the world!"

On the other side of the table, his old father, the gray-haired Marshal Karp, spoke even louder, "Shall the kings who are known for their benevolence also be punished? They didn't do anything wrong in this war!"

"Even before the war, many of them were loved by the people!"

"Because they were born kings and they will be punished, where is such a reason!!"

"We're making a change, not a game! Marshal Karp!"

Dorag called his old father by his first name, "I was hesitant at the moment, but after knowing the history of the Bika people, I have become convinced!"

"This world doesn't need kings or nobles! No one should have a position above others by virtue of their bloodline!"

The commander of the revolutionary army shook his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the closed conference room, "It should be talent, not blood, that determines a person's status!"

"So what the hell did they do wrong?"

Marshal Karp also slapped the table, "Obviously you are still trying to make your country prosperous and powerful, but you want to take everything from them because of their bloodline, Dorag, don't you kid also rely on bloodline to decide what means to use against them!"

The corners of Dorag's mouth twitched.

This bastard old man is stubborn enough!

How can you just not understand such a simple truth?

"That question aside, let's talk about what's really important!"

Mr. Zefa also felt a headache about the dispute between the two, and he didn't know who to agree with for a while, so he simply made peace with the mud.

"Now that we've decided to form a coalition government, let's divide the functions that each one is responsible for!"

"What's there to say about that?"

Marshal Karp said as a matter of course, "Of course, our navy only needs to become the new government's maritime army as it did in the past and uphold the justice of this world!"

"What a joke!"

A bruise jumped on Mr. Zefa's forehead, "If we want to become a navy in the new era, we are the NEO Navy!"

Just a latecomer, what do you take for granted to me?

"Huh? I can't say yes!"

Marshal Karp turned his head in a confrontational manner.

You can't stop being a navy in the future, right?

"If Karp still wants to be a navy, wouldn't it be nice to join us?" Mr. Zefa is aggressive.

"That's what I want to say! Zefa, you old fellow, it's time to come back!"

Now it was Dorag's turn to have a headache.

He felt that the two elders were a little too stubborn.

Since they both want to be a navy, it would be nice to merge the two teams, and the NEO Navy is also separated from the navy anyway.

I'm afraid that the meeting to create a new government will not go so smoothly.

Dorag sighed.

But that's just the time.

"Since there is a lot of argument, let's listen to me!"

The door to the conference room was pushed open, and a tall figure strode in.

Dorag smiled immediately.

Here comes the backbone.

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