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Chapter 1200

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[Thank you, Grandpa Fifteen, Vegetable Fish, Idiot?? Setting Sun in the Sky, Big Brother Xiang and the other brothers' monthly tickets!]

"Good morning, Marshal. I've already prepared warm clean water for you, what kind of viewing mode do you want? I suggest Type C, it will make you feel refreshed and full of energy. "

"Then I'll listen to you, Annie." Windsor Bellow said to the central AI, Andoniko, or Annie for short, the artificial intelligence. In reality, the Annie she was talking to wasn't the real central AI, but one of the level two sub-brains. It was given the authority second only to the mainframe, and it independently provided Windsor Bellow with data support for her daily life and everything else.

There was no day and night in space, but in terms of earth's time, it was currently morning. Windsor Bellow woke up after a good sleep, which could provide her with several days of energy. She walked into the bathroom as usual, and the walls of the bathroom began to simulate a scene of distant mountains and sunlight under the control of the AI. When the door closed, Windsor Bellow was already standing in a secluded valley. The sky in the east was clear and cloudless, the golden morning light had just slid past the undulating mountains, falling into the forest covering the valley, refracting a hazy radiance in the gradually dissipating morning mist.

Even the air became incomparably fresh. Windsor Bellow stretched, her hands reaching behind her collar, and unbuttoned her nightgown. Before the spray holes hidden in the bathroom wall sent her moderately warm clean water, her silver nightgown had already fallen to her feet. Under the light and cheerful melody that Annie chose for her, hundreds of spray holes sprayed warm water at just the right pressure onto Windsor Bellow's body. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the water gently caressing her body like a lover's hand.

When the bath ended, Windsor Bellow's face was glowing, beautiful like a delicious fruit. She walked out of the bathroom naked, and a mechanical arm on the outdoor wall brought a dry towel that had already been prepared, as well as a change of clothes, to her in an orderly manner. A moment later, the neatly ironed uniform concealed her alluring body. When Windsor Bellow fastened the last button, the brain reminded her that breakfast was ready.

While enjoying a simple but calorific breakfast, she took the time to check Sirius's internal reports for the past twenty-four hours. At this moment, Annie reminded, "There's an encrypted email that you need to read personally, Marshal."

"Oh, Mirren didn't read it?"

"I'm afraid that won't do. This email is from Planet Heaven. You personally gave the order that the mail from Heavenly Star needs to be read by you personally. "

"Heavenly Star?" Windsor Belo nibbled on a piece of bread. "Open it, Annie."

A moment later, a projection screen appeared in front of Windsor Bellow, and the screen read the specific information of the relevant emails. As soon as Windsor Belo saw the first line, she hurriedly swallowed the bread in her hand into her mouth. When she finished reading the last word, her face became quite ugly. As Windsor Bellow's adjutant, Major General Mirren hurriedly swallowed the bread in her hand into her mouth. When she finished reading the last word, her expression became quite ugly.

As Windsor Bellow's adjutant, Major General Mirren was more like serving a queen than a marshal. Windsor Belo was always in need of his help, and he was always ready to oblige. So even at the beginning of the day, even if Mirren hadn't had a decent breakfast. But when Windsor Bellow's personal brain informed him to see the marshal, Mirren appeared in front of Windsor Bellow as fast as he could.

Then he saw Windsor Bellow's angry face.

"My lord, you are here?"

Windsor Bellow stretched out a slender finger and gently swiped it on the virtual screen, throwing the entire window in front of Mirren's eyes. Then, the adjutant's expression began to become complicated. "I need you to go to Earth personally, Mirren," Windsor Bellow said.

"This doesn't look good. Why did Mr. Mobius forcibly recall Allen and send General Silva … "Mirren was shocked.

"No, that's not the point. The point is that I didn't get any news before this." Windsor Bellow's eyes flickered with a dangerous light. "In other words, this matter is being carried out in secret. I don't know how much it is being kept secret. I've already sent the Red Wolf to probe the Golden Lion. It would be even stranger if even Capullo's old party didn't receive any news. This means that Mobius is doing something alone without the old party. "

"But no matter what, Allen is my student. No matter what happens to him, I must know."

Mirren took a deep breath, raised her glasses and asked, "Then to what extent do you need me to go to Earth this time?"

"At the very least, we need to ensure Allen's safety. As for Mobius, you can do as you see fit. If you can't avoid conflict, then let go and do it for me. However, looking at Mobius's sneaky appearance, it was obvious that he didn't intend to make a big deal out of it. If there really is a conflict, I think he can only endure it silently. "Windsor Bellow shook her head." What exactly is he thinking? Is he going to do something to Bescot again? "

Mirren didn't know how to answer this question, nor did she want to answer it.

At this moment, Allen, who could already see Earth in space, didn't know that many undercurrents were quietly surging because of his return. The door of the single cabin opened, and Silfa and two personal guards appeared at the door. The general gestured to the guards and walked in himself. He followed Allen's gaze to the porthole and said, "Every time I come back and look at this planet, I feel an inexplicable pride."

"The general loves Earth very much."

"It's the mother of all of us. Who doesn't love it?" Silfa smiled and sat down opposite Allen. "We'll arrive in Babylon in ten minutes. Before that, I need to explain to you that Mr. Allen's weapon needs to be handed over to me for safekeeping. Of course, this is just a routine procedure. You don't have to be nervous. I've already notified the ground base. President Mobius should meet you as soon as possible. If you have any questions, you can get answers from Mr. President. "

"Thank you for your cooperation along the way, especially your trust. You know, I was quite nervous when I went to see you alone. There were at least two auras that could threaten me in that castle. If Mr. Allen had wanted to, he could have used the power of the planet's natives to keep me, right? "Silfa smiled faintly.

Allen shook his head. "There's no point in doing that. Instead, it will expose my identity. Isn't this the greatest trump card that you've captured? "

"Please believe me, if it wasn't for the fact that I had no choice, I would never have done so." Silfa sighed softly and stood up. "We'll see you later."

Allen nodded and looked out of the window. The porthole baffle had already been lowered. The starship had probably already entered the atmosphere.

Time passed quickly, and when the cabin door opened again, Allen knew that he had arrived in Babylon. At the same time, in the starship's power room, Stark opened his eyes and whispered, "The journey is over."

Following behind the soldiers to the starship's lift deck, Silfa had already arrived early in the morning. Seeing Allen, he smiled and said, "Mr. Allen, please hand over your weapon to my adjutant."

Allen looked at the middle-aged adjutant and silently handed over Gojoseon. The other party took Gojoseon and smiled, "I'm sorry, Mr. Allen. Our system scanned you for another weapon. Judging from its size, it should be a dagger? "

Allen looked at Silfa and said, "That's my mother's relic. I don't want to hand it over."

Silfa's adjutant said in a deep voice, "I hope you understand, Mr. Allen. According to the president's security procedures, you need to hand over all your weapons."

"Oh? What if I don't hand it over? " Allen looked him straight in the eye and said, "And I'm discussing this matter with your boss right now. Do you think you have more authority than General Silfa?"

"Enough, Hillo." Silfa gestured for the adjutant to step back and said, "Since Mr. Allen insists, I won't force him. As for Mr. President's safety, I will be responsible for it to the end. "

Only then did Allen nod to him and say "thank you". The devil's praise was no ordinary weapon. It was an Origin Tool, and Allen didn't want it to be taken away for no reason to avoid any complications. At this moment, the deck began to descend under the effect of the tractor beam, carrying Allen, Silfa, and the others away from the starship. After arriving at the outside of the starship, Allen closed his eyes and discovered that the dock was neither Statue of Liberty Harbor nor the military port of the Federation. With a trace of doubt, Allen looked at Silfa.

Silfa shrugged his shoulders and said, "This is another secret port in Babylon. His Excellency the President doesn't want to alarm too many people, so the news of your arrival is still sealed."

"In other words, even my family doesn't know about this?" Allen narrowed his eyes.

Silfa nodded and said, "I'm sure Mr. President will give Bescot a satisfactory answer afterwards."

"I hope so."

With a pause, the lift deck had already landed on the ground. Allen walked down and Silfa gestured with a smile, "Follow me."

As he led Allen to the exit of the dock, the noise coming from the stern of the starship attracted Silfa's attention. He frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on over there. Then the adjutant beside him reminded him, "General, General Fendi is here."

Silfa frowned even more. He raised his head and saw several magic energy flying cars speeding over arrogantly. They lined up and stopped a hundred meters in front of the crowd. The door of the leading flying car was violently opened, and Fendi, the head of the Iron Fist Legion, jumped down. He pulled his lapel and said to Silfa with a smile, "It's been a long journey, Lord Silfa."

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