This was a small restaurant. The restaurant wasn't big, but it had everything. Only the heads of the base had the qualifications to enjoy this independent small restaurant. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that eating in this kind of restaurant was a kind of aristocratic enjoyment.
In addition to the special chef providing service in the restaurant, there were two voluptuous girls in charge of serving the dishes, which was also a kind of visual enjoyment. At the very least, Ricca enjoyed this kind of treatment. As someone who came from a grassroots background, only here could he find the feeling that a big shot should have.
Just like now, Ricca elegantly picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip. Then, he cut the steak that was only half done on the plate. When he put the steak into his mouth and chewed carefully, he was able to admire the round buttocks of the woman in front of him who was serving him food. The woman was helping the chef put the plate. This action forced her to bend down, which made the tight skirt even tighter around her buttocks, outlining her wonderful curves. The two long legs that were wrapped in black stockings under the narrow skirt made a certain part of Ricca feel uncomfortable.
At this time, the woman who had already put the plate on came up with a fried beef kidney. Her chest was full, and her snow-white breasts could be seen. The flesh under the collar was faintly discernible, and the deep cleavage made Ricca swallow his saliva. She smiled and placed the food next to Ricca. She bent down to let Ricca see what was inside, but there was actually nothing inside.
Ricca reached out his hand under the table, grasped her thigh, and explored upwards. The woman tightly clamped her legs, making it impossible for Ricca's hand to touch the most secret place. Ricca said softly, "Are you free tonight, baby?"
"That depends on the situation." The woman said with a smile.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't treat you unfairly."
The woman nodded and then let go of her legs, letting Ricca's hand do whatever he wanted. After the woman's breathing began to quicken, Ricca let go of her in satisfaction. This was an advance for tonight's date. This woman would accompany him to sleep at night, and he could vent his emotions on this moving body, but he had to pay a fee afterwards. This fee would be more than half of what it would be to seek pleasure outside, but with this woman's quality, Ricca felt that she was worth the money.
There were many women like this in the base. They were young like fire, and they were willing to provide services to earn more than the base's salary. They may be young girls or married women, but as long as the men can afford it, they don't mind. This was because they had no other means to make a living, or they wanted to earn more than their salary. In short, this kind of transaction was semi-legal in the base.
For a man like Ricca, who needed to stay in the base for years, he indeed had physical needs.
They were happily eating breakfast, fantasizing about their passionate date that night. Suddenly, Rika's tactical board beeped. It was his personal tactical board, and it would only beep when something serious happened. Ricca frowned, put down his knife and fork, and opened the tactical board. A window popped up, and Mamus appeared in it. The young man was flustered and exasperated. "Not good, Mr. Ricca. Daybreak Sword has suddenly entered attack mode. It has locked onto a coordinate on the surface and is charging. "
Ricca's eyes widened and he jumped up. "How could this be? Use the emergency protocol to stop it immediately! "
"I've tried, sir, but the system doesn't accept my commands at all. I can't control it anymore."
"How long until the launch?"
Mamus looked like he was about to cry. "Less than five seconds!"
Ricca sat back as if he had lost his soul. For a moment, even he didn't know what to do. He only knew that Daybreak Sword's attack could no longer be stopped, regardless of whether it was an accident or a man-made disaster. He would definitely be dismissed or even sent to military court.
This huge disparity nearly caused him to collapse.
At the same time, in the airship heading from the family base in Bescot to the emerging city of Caesar on the surface. Ellen suddenly said, "Eh?" He looked out of the porthole. The sunlight outside the porthole seemed to be brighter and brighter. Then, Allen couldn't see anything. A waterfall of light drowned out the scenery outside the window.
In a farmland hundreds of kilometers away from the airship, a farmer raised his head and looked at a pillar of light falling in the distance. This pillar of light came from beyond the clouds, and the clouds formed rings around it.
The world became silent.
Then the earth shook, and the strong light approached from afar. The farmer screamed, and smoke rose from his eyes. Then, the farmland burned. A moment later, a gust of Föhn blew past, and the farmer and his field turned into ashes!
After the invasion of Nelm, the Federation could only build a new city due to the loss of Babylon. The city had only been built in one block of the blueprint, but it was already radiating with astonishing vitality. This block was filled with tall buildings, and the roads on the ground were accessible in all directions. The light rail in the air around the building made the traffic in the city more unimpeded.
Outside the block, more buildings were being proposed. Before long, this place would become a more prosperous city than Babylon.
The new White House of the Federation was located in this city. The white palace was built to imitate the White House of the old era, almost perfectly replicating the entire complex. Today, the White House will hold a gathering of the century. This meeting will determine the future situation of Earth.
Mobius arrived at the venue early, accompanied by many officials of the Federation. The meeting had not yet begun, and the staff were debugging the tools. Some of the important members of the clan arrived one after another. After greeting Mobius, they walked to their seats.
Right now, the Bescot family's seat was still empty. Without a doubt, this family was the most important of all the nobles today. After all, it was a member of this family that had facilitated today's grand meeting.
Mobius looked at the empty chairs and frowned. He didn't know Allen, but Horn had always been a punctual person. It wasn't long before the meeting began, so Bescot should have arrived.
"Good morning, Mr. President."
A familiar voice sounded. Mobius turned around and Capullo strode in from the entrance of the venue. Behind him were Vincent and Wally. Seeing the three of them appear together, Mobius's heart slightly sank. He walked up and shook hands with the three of them one by one without revealing his expression on the surface.
Capullo smiled and said, "I hope that today's meeting will bring a new era to this planet."
"That's what I'm looking forward to."
"Then we'll take our seats first."
Watching the three of them walk away, Mobius seemed to be deep in thought. At this moment, his secretary-general, Lloyd, ran over and whispered in Mobius's ear, "Not good, Mr. President. Just now, we lost contact with the Bescot family airship. "
"What?"
At the end of one wave, another wave rose.
General Geffen, the director of the Federation Intelligence Service, quickly walked into the venue and came to Mobius's side. "Mr. President, I just received news from NASA. The Sword of Daybreak suddenly lost control and launched an attack on the ground. The location of the attack is the only way between the Bescot family base and Caesar City! "
Mobius's pupils shrank as he said in a deep voice, "Send an investigation team to that place immediately. We should have lost contact with the Bescot airship. I'm afraid they're in trouble."
Geffen nodded with an ugly expression. He knew the power of the Sword of Daybreak. Even for the sake of protecting the earth, the power of the Sword of Daybreak's attack on the planet was limited at the beginning of the design. However, a single shot from a railgun could easily vaporize a city, let alone a small airship.
Mobius's heart sank to the bottom as he looked at the people at the table. Capullo happened to look at him, and the former Federation Marshal smiled and nodded. Although there was no evidence, Mobius's intuition told him that the Sword of Daybreak's loss of control was probably related to the people at the table.
At this moment, he had a very strange feeling in his heart. Then Mobius realized that he wasn't the only one with a strange expression on his face. The cigar in Capullo's hand fell to the table, and Vincent's smile froze. Wally had his back to him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he saw the old man's shoulders tremble.
Then, the sound of things falling to the ground could be heard from around him. The officials at the venue either dropped their pens or accidentally dropped their portable brains. Everyone had a strange expression on their faces. Mobius felt even more deeply. He felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. It felt as if he was under the gaze of a colossus. The feeling of being looked down on, as if he was being watched by a god, caused all of his muscles to tremble.
He looked at Capullo. The old man's forehead was already covered in sweat, as if he felt it more deeply than him.
What Mobius didn't know was that he wasn't the only one who felt like he was being watched. It wasn't just the people in the White House, but also the people in Caesar City, including all the life on the planet.
At this moment, they, and them. The depths of the hearts of all living beings were connected by a will.
This invisible sense of oppression caused the birds in the sky to fall to the ground one after another, causing groups of antelopes to jump down the canyon crazily, and causing countless schools of fish to swim away in panic. In contrast, humans were the slowest to feel. However, the human experts were the complete opposite, just like Capulo. If he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see an angry giant beast roaring in the darkness.
However, instead of waiting for the imagined roar, a familiar voice sounded in his mind, "People of Earth, you should be able to hear my voice. My name is Allen, Allen Bescot. "
For a moment, many people in the venue cried out in alarm. Obviously, they all heard the voice in their minds. Capullo and Vincent exchanged glances. Both of them saw that each other's expressions were so bad that they couldn't get any worse.
What is this?
Soul Rainbow Bridge?
Spiritual connection?
No matter what, to be able to do this, to be able to connect the hearts of all life on Earth, Capullo was sure of one thing. Allen was no longer an ordinary expert, and the realm he had reached was already on the verge of appearing.
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