Just now, I did a little test and found that I was trapped in: "The fourth level, a world where there is still endless work to be done while jumping through time and space."
So I cried. The next chapter will be around three o 'clock.
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The universe is a big stage, on which countless great, humble, heroic, cowardly, beautiful and ugly characters take turns to appear, affectionately acting, under the illumination of those grotesque lights, acting out scenes of tragicomedy or numbing soap operas of life. But from another perspective, the universe was actually just a very small stage. There were not many big shots who were qualified to appear on it and stand under the spotlight for hundreds of millions of ordinary people to see.
In the autumn of the 71st year of the Federation's Constitutional Calendar, in the West Woods border that had just been extinguished for less than a year, accompanied by loud and clear military songs, an overwhelming number of battleships and imposing groups of mechas, crossed two giant space tunnels filled with dangerous turbulence and began to burn among the stars within the Empire's territory.
On such a historical drama stage filled with the smell of iron and blood, the most eye-catching characters were undoubtedly the men who were full of personal heroism on the battlefield. But in fact, in the hearts of many people, the main character they cared about the most was actually a woman, the Empire's princess who had not appeared for a long time.
Correspondingly, the most eye-catching character on the stage on the Federation's side should have been Xu Le, the civilian hero who had an amazing resume and background and was deeply loved by the Federation's president and the people. But what broke the hearts of the Federation's people was that this war hero with a pair of charming small eyes had fallen in the universe long before the war began because of the suffocating pursuit of revenge.
At this time, both the Empire and the Federation seemed to have forgotten a person. After Xu Le's death, that person should have carried the banner of the Federal forces and jumped onto the stage with his usual violent attitude, standing in the whistling wind and facing the princess. But for some reason, on the battlefield of the stars where the flames of war spread, there had been no news of him for a long time.
In the rich autumn, the Charter Square of the capital special zone was covered with golden leaves. The diligent self-cleaning vehicles were tactful and did not immediately clean it up. A gathering was being held on the square. Tens of thousands of Federation citizens gently stepped on the withered leaves with smiles on their faces and gathered here to listen to President Pabre's speech on the stage.
As the news of the Federal forces' continuous victories spread back to the capital ring, the reputation of this dark-faced politician rose day by day. He, who already had a very high prestige in the hearts of the people, had now become a kind of symbol of the Federation. With his extremely high political wisdom and fearlessness, he forcefully pushed the strategy of attacking the Empire's mainland despite the opposition of the aristocratic families and to a certain extent, he had obtained the loyalty of all the Federation's troops. It was said that on the other side of the space tunnel, on the frontline planet, there were a few brave field units' brave and battle's of the Federation's have begun to put the digital image of President Pabre President's Li's god's God of War's's's Li. God of the Federation's,'s ….....
On the giant 3D light beam on the west side of the square, the news channel's report on the frontline was rolling. Early this morning, the vanguard troops, with the expansion of the Iron Seventh Division and the new Seventeenth Division as the main force, successfully forced the main administrative planet of the Empire's Yellow Disaster System to begin the Federal forces' military plan to occupy the second border galaxy of the Empire.
The gathering of the people that was being broadcasted live to the entire Federation today was to celebrate this exhilarating victory.
Because of Mr. President's calm and charismatic speech on the podium, the somewhat cold late autumn became warm and even lively.
People waved their arms, shouted the slogan "Long live the Federal Army", and hugged the strangers they did not know in excitement. In this speech, people forgot all the unpleasant things in their lives. The difficulties of their bosses, the price of the unpalatable protein meat, the inexplicable breakup, and the departure of their friends were no longer important. As for the people who had passed away, such as Commander Zhong, Xu Le, and the cases that still had no clear results, they had long disappeared in the ocean of joy.
The seed of the Empire, who led to the ambush of the warships in the West Woods and the deaths of Commander Zhong and his wife, had committed suicide for fear of punishment. Secretary Jiao, who stole the electronic seal of the Department of Defense and deceived the Bureau of Proclamation into suspending the investigation, had also committed suicide for fear of punishment. The investigation of the case could not go any further. Also, the rare good political situation did not allow the investigation to go any further.
The Bureau of Proclamation, which had been under great pressure in the case of Commander Zhong's assassination, finally returned to its usual cold and arrogant appearance. The assistant to Director Cui Judong, who had been under investigation for half a year, was reinstated. Perhaps in the near future, he would take over the position of Director of the Bureau of Proclamation.
The old Director Tai slowly rubbed the golf club in his hand and looked tiredly at the last yellow leaf hanging on the branches outside the window. He was over ninety years old and was ready to bow his head and admit defeat to the natural law of life. However, the things that had happened in the past few years made him have a trace of doubt about his decision back then.
Was it appropriate for the Bureau of Proclamation to be handed over to Cui Judong? Old Director Tai sighed silently in his heart. He thought of the secret conversation in the Linyuan yesterday. After hearing his invitation, the broken door that he thought the most highly of, after silently thinking for half an hour, still expressed a firm refusal.
In the old man's opinion, Lin Banshan was the best candidate for the position of Director of the Bureau of Proclamation. However, it was indeed difficult to ask a person who didn't even want to be the heir of the seven major families, who betrayed his family when he was young, who only wanted to wander and fight among the stars, and who was accompanied by the Central Computer that only knew how to think mechanically.
Just like the Bureau of Proclamation's metabolism, the Federation without Xu Le was no different from the Federation in the past few years. Some things happened. Some people died, some newborns were born. Some people fell in love, some people got married, and naturally, some people fell out of love, and some people got divorced.
Li Pifu, the god of war, was still fishing by Lake Feicheng. He only showed his old and frightening face at the ceremony where the Federal forces vowed to attack the Empire. His only son, Lee Jae-do, was still gentle and harmless as the president of the First Military Academy. General Miles was still completing the last few years of his term as the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. He was very eager for the Federal forces to bring back the best news before his old teacher left and before he grew old.
On the other side of the space tunnel, the Federal forces were like a burning fire as they swiftly and violently took down the outermost administrative star system of the Empire. They obtained a rare forward base for the war. On the glorious battlefield, Du Shaoqing, the commander of the Iron Seventh Division with the rank of Major General, was still as fierce as ever. Near the Iron Seventh Division's iron flow, the news reporters and soldiers could always see traces of the new 17th division.
These two most famous and bravest units of the Federation were like in a race, chasing each other and fighting on the front line of danger. Today's victory that made the entire Federation rejoice was achieved by these two units.
Unlike the bustling Charter Square, the West Mountain Compound, where the headquarters of the Federal military was located, was particularly quiet. The falling leaves that were rustling on the streets and the gate where no military vehicles could be seen for an hour even gave people a feeling of depression.
All the attention of the military was on the front line. The senior officers of the Ministry of National Defense and the staff officers of the various military regions were either calculating in the command hall, or cursing in the base to force the general assembly base to speed up the production pace, or pulling their hair in the shell industrial park of the port city. Instead, the West Mountain Compound became quiet.
In the depths of the quiet compound, there was a heavily guarded small building. In the past six months, medical personnel wearing white work clothes came in and out from time to time. The professors and experts of the Medical Department of the Capital University and the First People's Hospital used to hold meetings and debate all night long. However, today, even the small building became quiet.
Zou Yu, who had a little red flower in her hair, wore a small black windbreaker today. When the autumn wind blew across her cheeks and body, the beautiful red flower petals trembled slightly. The corner of the windbreaker rolled up, revealing the bright red color inside.
The iron gate of the small building slowly opened, and a young man wearing a colonel's uniform walked out. His military posture was standard, and his posture was extremely straight. It was as if the electric current stimulation and inhuman pain of the past six months did not happen to him.
That childishness still existed in the past, but it was exceptionally violent. Now, it seemed to have calmed down a lot. Although his eyes were still filled with disdain for the heavens, the earth, and this world, as well as violence that could burst out at any time, that childishness had long since disappeared.
Yes, he was now a young man.
Zou Yu walked up and gently hugged him at the bottom of the stone steps. She furrowed her brows and looked at him with strong disapproval. "You really are a lunatic."
Li Feng did not say anything. Instead, he smiled happily. He looked at the autumn trees in the courtyard and took in a breath of the slightly cold autumn wind. He felt the smell that he had not felt for a long time and said, "I like this feeling of strength."
When the Federal forces were fighting a bloody battle on the frontlines, when Huai Caoshi and Xu Le were fighting fiercely on the Empire's Tianjing Planet, Li Feng, who had once carried the unlimited hope of the Federal military in his early years and who had become famous as a lunatic at a young age, unexpectedly did not appear on the battlefield.
"You are already strong enough. Why do you still need to use such a cruel training method?" Zou Yu looked at him coldly and said, "Although the relevant details are strictly confidential, these few times when I came to deliver things to you, I often heard your blood-curdling screams. Why is that?"
Thinking of that shocking phone call she had eavesdropped on in her father's study, Zou Yu suddenly felt a throbbing pain between her brows. She looked at him full of pity and said, "Do you know that you may only live for 70 years?"
Li Feng's cheeks were clearly much thinner than before. After hearing Zou Yu's question, he lowered his head in silence. Thinking of the electric shocks he had endured over the past half a year and the unbearable pain, he raised his head and said seriously, "Yuzi, you should know that the Empire's princess is much older than me."
Zou Yu looked at him in confusion, not knowing why he had suddenly brought this up. Although many years ago, people seemed to be used to comparing the Federation's Madman Li with the Empire's princess …
"She passed rank 6 at the age of 16. She is a genius." Madman Li's eyebrows were like knives, and he said with a rare serious and cold voice, "I am also a genius. My speed is about the same as hers."
"But she is older than me, so she is stronger than me."
This was a conclusion that appeared overly simple, but coming from Madman Li's mouth, it gave people a feeling that they had no choice but to believe it. If both sides were geniuses, then the difference in strength between them might be a simple matter of age.
Madman Li raised his head to look at the sky and continued, "In the past, my sense of crisis was not that serious because the Federation still has Xu Le."
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