Central Wing of Orellian Palace, Soville Hall.

Olin walked into the lounge, which was filled with senior affairs officials waiting for the consul to receive, as well as representatives and responsible personnel from various organizations.

The surface of the wall here is covered with slowly squirming biofilm walls, which emit a faint fluorescence, which will change another color and pattern every time, and it will never be the same.

In the sky, there is a dome-shaped transparent glass cover, with soft light falling down, but after a while, it will turn at an angle, as if a huge eye is staring at everything in the hall.

At this time, the consul's office door opened, and Cassian walked out of it with an internal affairs official.

Olin glanced inside, and the federal flag flashed off on the consul's generous desk, and the door was quickly closed.

When Cassian saw him, he said a few words to the interior official, then signaled him and walked towards the side corridor with him.

Before the two of them arrived at a partition sightseeing wall, there were miniature luminous plants on the table, illuminating this side, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of plants.

"How is the situation?" Orlin asked.

Cassian said: "The Ministry of Strategic Affairs sent a report just now. Fan Zhentong may have divided some of his flesh and blood and went there once." He paused, "This may be something he intended to reveal to us."

"Differential flesh and blood?"

"Well, how do you explain it? Just like the one around the consul, we can always see him at the same time and in different places, and we can also have conversations with different 'him's'."

Olin remembered that he didn't know the specific appearance, or even a man or a woman, and he immediately understood it. He suddenly asked happily, "So the West Bank Party's attempt failed?"

Cassian hummed.

"It seems that Mr. Chen is a talent that Dashun values ​​very much, so the Dashun visiting group will spare no effort to help him."

Cassian said, "Ah, I have to correct this. Fan Zhentong is a firm Dashunist, and he is a very traditional Dashun man. He has a kind of patriarchal care for all his subordinates."

Olin had been to Dashun, so he tried to understand and asked, "So he regards everyone as his 'children'?"

"It seems to me."

Olin shrugged and said, "Okay, I've talked with Tu just now. Dashun was very tough this time, and it seems that he was unwilling to give in. Since the West Bank Party's attempt failed, they must be restrained, otherwise the negotiations may be difficult to continue."

Cassian said: "I agree with you. The consul's plan cannot be affected. This is related to the future of the Federation. The West Bank parties should restrain themselves."

Their opinions are very consistent. If the West Bank Party succeeds this time, then they can make accusations. But who told you to fail? In such a thing, failure is shameful, and the winner can be avoided.

Olin said: "Then our attitude towards Dashun visiting delegation has also changed."

Cassian nodded, but they did not express their opinions, but wanted to use this question to grasp the other side. Since there is no benefit to persist in this matter, it is possible that the issue will be deadlocked due to the involvement of the West Bank Party, so there is no need to be entangled in this matter.

"It's just the West Bank party, they will definitely use this as an excuse to create obstacles for us in Congress," Olin said.

Cassian said decisively: "We don't have to stop them. If they want, they can solve this matter by themselves unless they want us to intervene," he smiled sarcastically, "Will they?"

"Those mentally ill people probably won't. They will only live in their own world." Olin followed and mocked.

Cassian knew that this had ended, and his previous actions failed, so he wanted to solve this problem unless the throne fighters came forward.

But in fact, every throne fighter is a powerful weapon of the country, not only has many places to look after,

When doing internal world activities, it is subject to international supervision and reports to major countries in advance before real action.

Of course, just part of the power is not within this framework, but if even this cannot stop or take down the other party, it means that it is impossible to solve this problem by relying on conventional power.

"Where is the throat of the Star Spirit, is that place so much?" Orlin said, "What is the opinion of the ruling office?"

Cassian said: "That place has not crossed the central split. It is strictly the boundary of the West Bank. We can't get it. So let the first people fight with the West Bank Party. Besides, compared to that place, the throat of the Star Spirit is nothing."

"Well, if that's the case," Olin said, "Then I think we can use this as a bargaining chip,

Let our Dashun friends accept our kindness, well—I think about it, what should I say in Dashun’s words?”

Cassian said in a blunt and generous manner: "Follow the favors."

"That's it," Orlin knocked his stomach and said with a smile, "Follow the favor." He looked at his watch again, "It's almost time, I should go to see the consul."

On the other hand, Tu Haisheng and Fan Zhentong returned to the Dashun Foreign Affairs Hall together and reported the matter to the delegation leader Jiang Kuozhi.

Jiang Kuozhi was in his early fifties, but he was well maintained. He had straight body and black and dense hair. He could see the muscles hidden under the dress. This made him look like a young man in his thirties.

After listening to the report, he asked Fan Zhentong on the side: "Mr. Fan, Director Chen himself solved this matter, are you sure?"

Fan Zhentong said: "When I arrived, Director Chen had already handled the matter and he was not injured. I can be sure that this was solved by him alone."

"Mr. Fan, I don't understand the matter between you fighters, but I know the huge gap between each level of you. Can such a thing be done?"

Fan Zhentong pondered for a moment and said, "In theory, it's OK."

"In theory?"

"Yes, as long as a person passes through every pass without any flaws and maximizes his own potential, he can obtain a much stronger body and spirit than a fighter at the same level. If he is such a person, I think it can be done."

"Is there an example in the past?"

"have."

Fan Zhentong nodded and said, "For example, the one from the Liu family."

Jiang Xianzhi thought for a while, "Who was originally going to send to Jibei Road?"

"It's him."

Fan Zhentong said: "There are many people in the old imperial family that can do it, because they have transformed more and obtained a group of alienated tissues than us. Usually, the older they are, the more they transform the alienated tissue, the stronger their strength."

Tu Haisheng said coldly beside him: "The old imperial family in the past enslaved the world by relying on this transformation."

Jiang Kuozhi pondered for a moment and said to his assistant: "Give me the previous report about Director Chen." The assistant immediately took out the prepared report from his bag and handed it to him.

Jiang Hongzhi took a look and saw that Xie Xinmin had obtained some resources from the local area instead of Chen Chuan, so he looked at it for Fan Zhentong.

"Mr. Fan, are these for your practice?"

Fan Zhentong took a look and said, "Yes, they are all medicines he used for practice at this stage."

Jiang Hongzhi asked: "Are these enough?"

Fan Zhentong said, "It's enough for ordinary people."

Jiang Hongzhi nodded, "Then apply for another batch of resources to the country in my name for Director Chen." The assistant immediately took the pen to record and looked up and asked, "Captain, what is the reason for the application?"

Jiang Xianzhi said: "If three people were killed, it might be four fighters of the Great View of Life, and they resisted the attack of the Dongxuan View fighters, dispersed the pressure to attack Kavatuya, and completed the tasks assigned by the state beyond the limit. Isn't it enough? I think this reason is enough."

The assistant immediately wrote it down, and after Jiang Hongzhi signed it, he immediately said, "Captain, I'll send a report now."

R

At this moment, the federal capital gathered representatives of various countries and companies, as well as many spies and intelligence personnel. The conflict between the throat of the Star Spirit could not be concealed at all, and soon some news about this matter was passed on.

Following the battle to defeat the active consciousness body in Jibei Province, Chen Chuan's figure and information about him once again entered the eyes of the upper classes of various countries.

However, intelligence personnel from various countries basically believe that in addition to his own strength, this person who was able to successfully deal with this conflict was also due to Fan Zhen and this powerful fighter who also came from Dashun.

This speculation is considered very reasonable. As for the bolder point, it is not that no one has thought about it, but given that it is not consistent with common sense and does not have a definite intelligence support, only information that is more consistent with cognition and facts is accepted.

Alantava, Suvalon Town, is a typical peripheral industrial town that is attached to the central city.

There are many immigrants who came to the Norros Church in the town, of course, among them are also workers from the Sanma Waka Society, who assemble the cheapest implants and engage in the most difficult tasks at the bottom.

The houses here are similar to the buildings from 40 or 50 years ago. There are neat and rigid steel and concrete buildings, and the street lights on both sides are very high and bright. There is only one at a long distance.

Under a certain building, a violent conflict has come to an end. In fact, it only takes five minutes from the beginning to the end.

More than a hundred gang members lay down from the building and the square in front of the building. The ground was filled with bullet shells and twisted limbs, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air, but it could be seen that everyone died directly after being hit by a fatal blow, and no one suffered too much pain before his death.

After the doll solved the last person, he took the cane and walked out silently.

I just walked outside and, "bang bang bang", rows of car lights lit up and all shone on him.

You can see many live ammunition figures on both sides of the vehicle, but he didn't even blink his eyes and walked forward expressionlessly, without changing his pace at all. He just held a cane in his hand and slowly dripped downwards, flowing drop by drop on the ground behind him.
Chapter completed!