Therefore, the federal high-level officials did not conceal the progress of the civil war in the real human empire.

Including the "Federal Myth, Vulture Li Yao" with his own strength to suppress the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi, the ancestor of the immortal cultivation, and to turn the tide and carry the banner of innovation on his shoulders, all of which were spread out by the propaganda machine at full power.

Since the situation is very good, sending troops to support Li Yao is reasonable, and it is hard to say what elsewhere is. At least here - Li Yao's hometown, Fuge City, has long been full of excitement and people's hearts.

Meng Xiaolang swept it casually, and a fanatical atmosphere could be seen everywhere between the streets and alleys, supporting the heat waves of the expedition.

Just passed by a street, there was a call from veterans, with gongs and drums and firecrackers ringing; and then passed an alley, where some middle school students with tender faces were talking loudly; on the glass curtain wall of the tall buildings, nine out of the ten advertisements were related to the miracle created by Li Yao in the center of the Star Sea - the details of the battle between Li Yao and Wu Yingqi were not teleported back from the center of the Star Sea, which just gave merchants and media unlimited imagination space. Everyone was thinking about how Li Yao defeated Wu Yingqi. After repeated exaggeration and exaggeration, basically, this battle has been upgraded to the level of the power-enhancing version of the Emperor and the Blood God Son ten thousand years ago.

Looking at the dazzling phantoms condensed Li Yao's heroic image on the three-dimensional light curtains, "Federal God of War, Father of the Federation, and Miracle of the Federation", Meng Xiaolang smiled slightly, as if there was a little secret hidden, only he knew.

"Brother, big brother!"

Several middle school students discovered him, but could not tell the difference between him and active-duty soldiers. They surrounded him and asked very well: "Are we going to go to the Central Sea? We will definitely win, and we will definitely beat all the big villains of the empire to the point of being in ruins, right? Just like fighting the Black Wind Fleet!"

Meng Xiaolang naturally knew that even if the Federation really went on an expedition, it might not be about fighting the "Empire Bad Guys". It might also form an alliance with the "Empire Bad Guys" and fight the "Empire Bad Guys" and the "Sacred Alliance Super Bad Guys"!

However, even his friends in the military academy may not be able to explain these complex political issues clearly, and they are even more difficult to explain with these passionate little guys!

Meng Xiaolang could only nod, waved his fist hard, and said surely: "Of course, the Federal Army is invincible!"

This is what Meng Xiaolang and most of the military academy students said.

The Black Wind Fleet is already one of the most powerful fleets in the Real Human Empire, and they were all beaten up by the Federation.

Even though there are enemies that are stronger than the Black Wind Fleet, today's Federation has made great progress compared to a few years ago, especially... Kunlun Fleet...

When she thought of the four words "Kunlun Fleet", Meng Xiaolang's eyes and heart became hot at the same time.

He got rid of the entanglement of middle school students, accelerated his pace, and turned into an old residential area with familiarity.

This gray old residential area is incompatible with the magnificent and rows of tall buildings around it. It had already planned to renovate or even rebuild, but most of the people living here are disabled veterans. After decades of living, they have been used to the grass and trees around them. They are unwilling to relocate, so they have been left behind.

In the corner of the old residential area, there is a very inconspicuous barber shop hidden. There is no sign, only half of the door, and a three-color lamp that has not been turned long ago. There are two lines of big words written next to it: "Shaving your head for twenty, and the veteran has half price."

This is the old-fashioned barber shop that can almost be called a "headsharpening shop".

Not to mention now, there are all kinds of colorful and gimmicks, such "beauty centers" and "image design clubs" that are emerging one after another. You can change your face when you get a haircut. Even the Federation a hundred or two hundred years ago, it is rare to find such a...rustic barber shop.

This small shop is like sealed in the amber of time, and it travels directly from a thousand years ago, full of antique and stubborn taste.

The customers who often come to visit this dusty shop, namely the residents of this old residential area, and the disabled veterans.

Somehow, the layout of this shop and the owner's craftsmanship are very suitable for the tastes of veterans. The veterans said that not only the fees here are fair, but the master's craftsmanship is extraordinary, but there are also many unique skills such as "Danfeng Cai Er". They are good things that have been lost for hundreds of years. Apart from this place, you can't find anywhere else. Even the largest "Inspur Image Design Center" in Fuge City can't be found.

Some people have made it clear that the boss of the "Inspur Image Design Center" is willing to hire a master here to go back to take charge of the overall situation with a high salary, and even waited at the door for three days and three nights, but the master here didn't take care of others. That kind of aura is really beyond words!

In this way, one passes through ten, ten passes through hundreds. This nameless barber shop has become a place where many veterans in Fuge City are bound to come every now and then. Not only the residents nearby, but also the veterans living in the new development zone like to get here without hesitation. Even if they don’t get a haircut, they just pick their ears, press their heads, and talk a few words to a group of old buddies. They feel happy.

Meng Xiaolang walked to the door of the Wuming barber shop, stood on tiptoe, and looked in the window. Fortunately, there were not many people today, and only one customer was lying on a barber chair, enjoying the ear picking skills of the owner, the only master.

The barber was not tall and gray, and he was already old, but his face didn't have many wrinkles and his expression was extremely focused. The pair of eagle-like eyes reminded Meng Xiaolang of the snipers in the military academy, with his hands that remained motionless. Even if he went to get a scalpel, he would not be vague. If he changed his coat until his body was washed until it turned into a straight white coat, he would look like a surgical master!

This barber shaver who looks like a surgeon is Meng Xiaolang's grandfather, named "Meng Jiang".

Meng Xiaolang has been closest to his grandfather since he was a child, and he likes to see his grandfather fiddling with a razor the most. When he can't even say anything, he often watches his grandfather fly and dances on the customer's heads, and can watch it for a day at first sight.

Meng Xiaolang often brags to his classmates in the military academy that his superb sword skills were learned from his grandfather since childhood, and his authentic family background.

"grandfather!"

Meng Xiaolang knew that his grandfather hated being disturbed the most when he was working. His grandfather often said that he picked up a razor and was like a painter picking up a brush, and he had to do it in one go. So he leaned on the window ridge and patiently waited until the customer left with satisfaction, and then he threw away his military backpack and threw himself into his grandfather's arms.

"Xiaolang, why are you back?"

Meng Jiang smiled and pinched his grandson again and again, and looked at it again and again, "It's tall, dark, strong, okay, okay, but, no New Year or holiday, why are you back and being swept out by the military academy?"

"What's the matter?"

Meng Xiaolang sniffed and stole the razor from Meng Jiang at some point, played a beautiful sword flower, letting the razor flow between his fingers like mercury. "Even if you don't believe me, you must believe whether your excellent genes are good. It's no exaggeration to say that only your grandson can choose the various fleets, but who can't sweep me out of the house? I took a leave of absence from the station and came directly to my grandfather!"

"Well, sneaky, there's something wrong."

Meng Jiang's smile became stronger and stronger, "Why, you didn't even see your parents, just thinking about coming to see your grandpa first?"

"That's right, grandpa is the eternal idol in my grandson's mind. How can I not see you first? Come, grandpa try it. This is the can of 'Sandshuwu' that Erzhuang in our dormitory got back from the crystal world. It is said to be a specialty in the desert of the crystal world. It is the most tender. However, I snatched the nose and face of these beasts and only snatched back a can. Even my father didn't leave it for him, so I would like to honor you!"

Meng Xiaolang held the can with both hands, paused, observed his expression, and said carefully, "What, let's talk about it, am I still thinking about going home with you and meeting my parents..."

Meng Jiang started to smile and enjoyed his grandson's filial piety. When he heard his grandson mention his son, his old face suddenly sank, and the old man spots condensed like dark clouds: "What are you talking about when you mention him? This soul has all been taken into the money eye. When I come back here, I beat him out. I still want me to see him? Dreaming!"

"Why--"

Meng Xiaolang was stunned, but he had already said it, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Don't be angry, grandpa, why did my dad mess with you?"

“So what?”

Meng Jiang said angrily, "Isn't these messy things he did enough? You say, come on, you say, come on, you say, I will give him all my hard work and the huge "Inspur Image Design Center" to him, thinking that he could carry forward my life's hard work. But what happened to this dog, I dismissed all the old guys who followed me all my life, and came up with a "unmanned, fully automatic" design. The guest came to the door and locked him in the "styling cabin" he had tampered with. He fucked, and he had to complete any shape in a moment. The whole process was controlled by the entire crystal brain, and hundreds of spiritual prosthetic limbs were completed without manual labor.

"No need for manual labor, listen, this is still the feature of our "Inspur Image Design Center". Does the cut hair have a soul, does it have life, and does it have a "Tao Heart"? Just this, the price is still twice as high as before. Isn't it so he falls into the eyes of money, what is it?"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Meng Xiaolang had no choice but to nod, "I also think, uh, the trick my dad is doing now has no soul, no life, no...Dao heart, and it is purely in the eyes of money."

"There is even more excessive. The 'variable sticker' is just pasted on your forehead and connected with the portable crystal brain. Whatever you want is a thought, you can change it. The hair is red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple at will, but it is not real. It is just a three-dimensional phantom. It is an illusion! I didn't like this thing at the time, and your father refused to accept it. He became someone else's... The 'strategic partner' is strongly promoted in all direct stores, chain stores and franchise stores under the 'Thaoqi'."
Chapter completed!