No matter what kind of life form it was, as long as you had lived, you would die one day. In different corners of the universe, it could even be said that this story had been sent out on every radio wave of the Federation, and once again, it proved this truth coldly and mercilessly.
President Pabre, who had quietly returned to the capital on Federation One, did not pay attention to any government affairs at all today. Since he entered the official residence, he had been sitting silently in the Oval Office.
During this time, the official residence staff had been begging him to go to the doomsday base in the suburbs, or at least move to the underground fortification of the official residence. But no matter how intense the attitude of the staff was, and even turned into begging in the end, the president refused to agree and insisted on sitting in the Oval Office to wait.
He firmly believed that if the situation in the depths of the Bureau of Proclamation really developed in a bad direction and the Federation faced an unpredictable great danger, as the president of the Federation, he had to stick to his job. And when his business partners were in the midst of a whirlpool of danger, as a man, he had to accompany them.
The phone finally rang. In the quiet Oval Office, other than President Pabre, only the official residence office director, Breen, was left. The president waved his hand to stop Breen from picking up the phone. He walked to the table with vigorous strides that did not match his age and picked up the phone.
Without saying anything, President Pabre slowly hung up the phone. On his calm dark face, the emotions in his eyes were unusually complicated.
Director Breen, who had just learned all the secrets last night, could not judge whether the result was good or bad from his emotions. He did not dare to ask, so he could only nervously watch him from the side.
"Give me a cigarette."
President Pabre took the cigarette from Breen's hand and lit it. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Life is a drama, sad or happy, but the plot that reality shows us is often more complicated and bizarre than the drama."
Director Breen got the answer he wanted from this rare scene of the president smoking. His somewhat stiff body immediately relaxed, and he shook his head and sighed. "The biggest regret now is that Lady Tai and the others did not choose to completely stand on Xu Le's side in this war, at least on the surface evidence. Otherwise, this would have been your best chance."
Then, he shrugged and said regretfully, "Although the conservatism of the big families is disgusting, they have indeed avoided many fatal crises."
President Pabre slowly sucked on the cigarette between his thick and long fingers and did not reply. After a long silence, he said solemnly, "In fact, what I regret the most is that someone like Colonel Xu Le is actually a citizen of the Imperium and not a citizen of the Federation."
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After a period of close monitoring, Cui Judong confirmed that the core of the Charter computer had returned to its original point, and that the mechanical life had disappeared without a trace. Cui Judong wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and removed the self-destruct warning program inside the Bureau of Proclamation.
Most of the staff in the Bureau of Proclamation building did not know what had happened in the underground core, but seeing the security level drop instantly, the inside of the building, which had been shrouded in a tense atmosphere for many days, suddenly seemed a lot more relaxed.
On the small balcony of the building that looked at the green meadow, Lee Jae-do raised his eyebrows slightly. Looking at the meadow that glowed white under the blazing autumn sun, he slowly said, "Actually, from the beginning, I walked into a wrong place. The investigation process of the Macklin case gave me some kind of inertial thinking."
"At that time, the Bureau of Proclamation was investigating Macklin, the West Woods Military District was in charge of investigating the Bermuda human trafficking records, the Second Military District was in charge of going deep into the Green Dragon Mountains to look for biological markers, and Lin Banshan was in charge of the most critical part."
Cui Judong wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "This time, neither the West Woods Military District nor Lin Banshan will cooperate with us to investigate Xu Le, so we can only follow the path of biological markers."
"Last time, the special forces went deep into the Green Dragon Mountains to dig up the graves of Macklin's parents. After confirming that Macklin was not related to his parents by blood, they started the investigation. And we tried to find the biological marker of Xu Le's sister, Xian Yi, but we kept failing. This line of thinking was a stupid mistake. "
Lee Jae-do said calmly, "Now we can confirm that the Empire's seed program is divided into two batches. Macklin is in the first batch, and Xu Le is in the second batch. All the seeds are members of the Empire's royal bloodline. Since this is the case, it is easy to confirm."
"So you thought of using Xu Le's biological marker and the Macklin's biological marker collected by the Bureau of Proclamation to do a direct comparison."
Cui Judong sighed. Looking at the partner he had known for many years beside him, he suddenly felt that this face had become extremely unfamiliar. He could not understand why he was so sure that there was a problem with Xu Le's identity so many days ago. He could not understand how he could think of a method that no one else would think of to deprive Xu Le of his authority, and even successfully force the Charter computer to restart and restore due to a conflict in its core program.
The most crucial part of this operation that Cui Judong could not understand was: how could Lee Jae-do connect a Federation hero to an Empire seed?
From Xu Le's experience of escaping in the Left Sky Galaxy, it could be seen that the Empire had no plans to awaken this seed. It was even very likely that the Empire did not know that he was that seed. This was equivalent to saying that Xu Le knew that he was from the Empire, but the Empire did not know that Xu Le was from the Empire, but Lee Jae-do was sure that he was from the Empire!
How did Lee Jae-do come to such a shocking conclusion? Was it just intuition? Cui Judong absolutely did not believe in the existence of such a miraculous thing, but Lee Jae-do did not explain, and he did not dare ask.
Thinking back to when Lee Jae-do was facing the danger of the Federation being destroyed at any time underground, Cui Judong's heart was filled with infinite respect and fear. He asked, "Removing Xu Le's authority was all part of your plan, but what about the Federal Central Computer?"
Lee Jae-do silently looked at the meadow below the balcony. He took out a cigarette from his military uniform pocket, lowered his head, and lit it. "I'm not good at dealing with mechanical existences like computers, but if it turns into a person, then I have a way to destroy it."
Cui Judong was so shocked by these words that he could not speak for a very long time. He forced himself to calm down and asked with a trembling voice, "But have you ever thought that if the result of a conflict in the core program is not to cause it to restart and restore, or even destroy, but to allow it to completely break the three core laws, the world we live in will be instantly destroyed by it!"
"If the situation is allowed to continue like this, the Federal Central Computer will inevitably destroy or rule over human society. I was just taking a gamble, and now it seems that the result is not bad."
Lee Jae-do said, "Of course, maybe one day it will wake up again, but I believe that should be a matter of tens of thousands of years. Human society needs to prepare for it one more day."
Cui Judong had once experienced that soul-stirring seven seconds with the old director. He had been suffering for the past two years, so he was fully mentally prepared for this matter. However, even he had almost broken down when he was underground. Even now, his back was still wet, and beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead. So he could not understand why Lee Jae-do could be so calm.
Lee Jae-do unbuttoned the collar of his military uniform and looked at the lawn, smoking silently. His fingers holding the cigarette did not tremble at all. He looked abnormally calm.
There was obviously some abnormal smoke on the balcony of the Bureau of Proclamation building.
General Lee Jae-do and Director Cui Judong, who had just experienced a major incident, did not notice that the cigarette between someone's fingers was upside down. The high-density cigarette was spasming in the flames, giving off an extremely unpleasant burnt smell.
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The alarm of the SCC's all-encompassing surveillance system continued to wail. On the close-up screen, one could even see the nearest black MX mecha appear in the valley. Xu Le, who was in the dim cockpit of the little white flower MXT, woke up in the shortest amount of time. He began to breathe rapidly, trying to take in as much oxygen as possible to nourish his currently dry lungs and prepare for the life-or-death battle that was about to come.
Deep breaths echoed in the cockpit. Those were the breaths of a life-and-death struggle, the breaths of spasming flames, the breaths of dancing on the tip of a blade, the breaths of a dying comet. (Note)
The white clouds in the sky also seemed to be breathing, stirring restlessly.
In the cockpit, Xu Le narrowed his eyes, recalling the four words the old man had said before he left: they are everywhere. He vaguely felt an unprecedented sense of danger, and pressed the red button without hesitation.
Crackle, crackle, crackle. The heavy metal components began to peel off one after another in an extremely short amount of time. This process could even be described as laser-firing. The little white flower MXT mecha's four strikes of the autumn forest and the fields were now a mess.
Just as the little white flower officially entered overclocking mode, the white clouds in the sky suddenly scattered!
A milky white pillar of light descended from the sky, carrying with it a terrifying energy of destruction. It stole the light of the autumn sun, and directly blasted towards the silver-white MXT mecha on the ground!
The MXT moved first. In a situation where there was no threat at all, just relying on his beast-like instinct for danger, Xu Le let out a muffled groan, and instantly pushed the mecha to maximum speed!
There seemed to be no sound, no explosion, but a black hole about one meter in diameter appeared in the autumn forest. The hole was unusually neat and smooth, and no one knew how deep it was. Any material existence that stood here was turned into ashes by the main cannon of the Federation's battleship.
The silver-white MXT mecha landed miserably at the edge of the deep hole, a terrifying gap appearing in its thick left arm, sparks flying everywhere.
In the next second, the right arm of the MXT mecha slammed heavily into the soil in front of it, causing the heavy body of the mecha to float up like a fallen leaf. While the huge mecha was still in the air, the twin engines behind its waist roared loudly and the turbochargers were fully activated. The tip of its mechanical feet lightly touched the ground, and it completed an unbelievably perfect drift in the air, instantly moving 140 meters to the side!
Amidst the shrill sound of air breaking, several Lie Fire Type III missiles shot towards the fields at high speed!
Under Xu Le's almost crazy high-speed control, Little White Flower, which had entered an overclocked state, exploded with all its power at this moment, dodging randomly in the mountains at a terrifying speed, always maintaining the possibility of escaping the explosion range in an instant. At this moment, the heavy mecha was no longer like a light leaf, but more like a whistling silver bullet!
A huge roar sounded. The automatic tracking system was unable to lock onto the MXT's missiles, so it chose the most effective area to land, causing a series of violent explosions.
Flames mixed with black smoke rose into the air, and the field gradually became clear. The silver-white MXT had narrowly avoided two consecutive waves of attacks that seemed impossible to avoid, but it had also paid a heavy price. The mecha's body was severely damaged, especially its left mechanical leg.
During this period of time, the one hundred black MX mechas of the Iron Seventh Division completed their tactical deployment. They silently and solemnly appeared around the mountains, looking at the silver-white MXT that could fall at any time.
The voice of the commander of the Iron Seventh Division, Du Shaoqing, rang out through the military battlefield through the military field loudspeaker, echoing in everyone's ears. "Xu Le, the Charter computer has confirmed that you are from the Empire. I suggest that you do not make any more pointless resistance."
The MXT mecha was silent for a very long time. Suddenly, its two mechanical arms crossed in front of a mountain in the distance. This was the crudest swear word in the machine language.
Immediately after, Xu Le's angry roar rang out from the silver-white mecha's external loudspeaker. "Du Shaoqing! Your mother is from the Empire! "
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