More importantly —
"You said you had a way to save my son, so I gave you that good-for-nothing snack, but you turned around and took it to build a blade. Now, Jiang Xiaojiu, that bastard, is suspicious of Ah Zi in the God Slaying Saber … Did I really owe the two of you in my previous life? "
The other party said, "She knows her limits."
Heh —
Treasuring words like gold!
"Of course I know she knows what she's doing. After all, she's my half-disciple. She was still better than you, the so-called ancestor and adoptive father, who had been tricking her the most these years. I suspect that Jiang Xiaojiu already knows where the Heavenly Brain's main body is residing. Why don't you personally make a trip to collect it so that Jiang Xiaojiu doesn't have to take risks? No matter what, she's the only remaining treasure of your Jiang Clan … It's a pity that she's dead. "
"She can."
Subtext —
If she couldn't even handle this, how could she ascend to the position of marshal?
Hehe, it's better to wash up and sleep early. Stop daydreaming.
The old chief sighed. Once again, he pitied Jiang Pengji for meeting such an unreliable and cold person.
"I have another question."
"Ask."
The old general threw away the cigarette butt and took out another one.
She did not really like the smell of tobacco, but she would occasionally smoke a couple of cigarettes when she was upset. When she was still the commander of the army, she would smoke a few packs of cigarettes a day whenever the pressure of war was high. After retiring from the army, she slowly quit and could be considered an old smoker.
"Is there anything special about that plane?"
Although they hadn't had much contact, the old commander knew that this "ancestor of the Jiang clan" had a profound background and superb strength. If he were to get serious, he would definitely be able to challenge the escaping Heavenly Brain alone. But he had handed this heavy responsibility to Jiang Pengji. Wasn't this giving up what was close at hand for what was far away?
After much thought, the only conjecture he had was that the dimension Jiang Pengji was currently in had a special significance.
That was why Jiang Pengji had to transmigrate twice to fight for the throne.
"Luck."
The other party spoke bluntly, with no intention of hiding anything.
"Luck? What do you mean? "
After a while, the other party sent a message.
"The Federation's luck has run out."
Looking at these words, the old general's fingers that were holding the cigarette trembled and the ashes fell onto the table without him noticing.
"Impossible!"
How could his luck have run out?
In the past hundred years, the Federation had won at least ninety percent of the external defense wars, forcibly raising its position in the Interstellar Alliance through the war.
"Today's prosperity is just the final radiance of a setting sun."
In a few years, the providence would be completely exhausted, and the federation would quickly collapse and split for one reason or another.
For example, the Second Heavenly Brain Disaster!
The old general's hand was shaking. She took a deep puff and crushed the remaining cigarette in the ashtray.
The other party sent another message.
"Ah Jiu is going to that plane not only to deal with the Heavenly Brain, but also to gather luck. The Emperor of the secular world didn't seem like much now, but he was someone the Heavenly Dao doted on. If she succeeded, the Imperial Providence that the plane had bestowed upon her would be enough for the Federation to tide over this crisis. Do you understand? Under the eyes and ears of the Heavenly Axiom, we can't intervene and help her too much, let alone help her personally. The children of the Jiang Family are born with the responsibility of shouldering the heavy responsibility of the common people. When I adopted her back then, I saw change and vitality in her. "
Originally, she was a man of few words, but now, she was nagging and nagging … Even her cold and aloof tone had become friendly.
The old chief felt that …
The person typing behind the screen had probably changed.
"You guys sure have a lot of tricks up your sleeves. The people of society can't afford to offend you."
MMP！！！
The old chief cursed in her heart. Every time she lamented that the old foxes of the Federation were cunning and treacherous, the group of bald old men would refresh her limits. They were willing to give Jiang Pengji a chance to be the marshal not only because she had the qualifications and was the most suitable candidate, but also because they wanted to take away the supreme authority of the Heavenly Brain from the ancestors of the Jiang Family. They also had their eyes on the Emperor's aura that Jiang Pengji had gathered!
After the old chief retired, she mingled around for many years.
After more contact and understanding, she gradually turned from a firm scientist into a half-religious swindler.
She naturally understood how important the Emperor's Purple Aura was.
The Federation's move to gain something without risking anything was a sure win.
The old chief expressed that she still had a long way to go before she could reach that level.
The person talking to the old chief was really someone else.
Faced with the old chief's ridicule, the other party didn't go offline or get angry. Instead, she sent a cute smiley face.
"Since the establishment of the Federation, no one in the world has the Emperor's aura. Xiao Jiu was an accident, but it was also a glimmer of hope that the heavens left for the Federation. Some things are not because we elders are heartless, but everyone has their own fate and life. Some roads can only be walked by herself. All Ruan and I can do is watch her from behind. She is the son of the Jiang Family. She was born extraordinary. She won't be defeated so easily. "
The old chief looked at the words and sighed as he overturned his previous inference.
He originally thought that the ancestors of the Jiang Family had a deep hatred for Jiang Pengji and the Federation. Now it seemed that the one who loved her the most was this guy.
"Have you said these words to her?"
The other party sent a smiley face.
"Of course not. I can explain it to her in the future."
The old chief thought about Jiang Pengji's temper and replied with a melancholy face.
"You will be beaten by her."
Absolutely!!!
Jiang Pengji had awakened her ancient ability. When she returned to the Federation, her strength would greatly increase.
If she was given a few years to develop, even the old chief at his peak would not be able to suppress her in the future. She might even be killed.
The hot-tempered Jiang Pengji was really difficult to deal with. Were these unreliable "ancestors of the Jiang Family" not afraid of being punished by the younger generation?
The other party sent a cheeky smiley face.
"Xiao Jiu is just a kid."
The old chief weighed the age difference between them and was suddenly speechless.
In the eyes of these old people, Jiang Pengji was really just a kid.
It was like a three or five-year-old kid was angry and wanted to fight to the death with an adult.
"One day, I will help you pass on this message to Jiang Xiao Jiu."
The old chief smoked another cigarette.
He sincerely hoped that one day he could personally witness the scene of Jiang Pengji knowing everything and going to settle the score with the two old people.
"Heh."
The cold and simple reply made the old chief know that the person in front of him had changed again.
After getting the content she wanted, she turned on the livestream again. Seeing Jiang Pengji bending over the table and working hard, her gaze softened.
Jiang Pengji, who was being talked about by various forces, did not disappoint and sneezed loudly. The brush in her hand drew across the paper and almost ruined the whole piece of paper. She rubbed her nose and could not help but tilt her head. She supported her cheek with one hand and muttered, "Zixiao must be missing me."
The old chief was speechless.
Just as she finished talking, footsteps came from outside the house.
"My lord, there is an urgent message from the frontline at Zhanjiang Pass."
Jiang Pengji's brush paused.
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