The next morning, Juan saw Soma with two dark circles under his eyes in the restaurant.

"I have good news for you. The establishment of the Brave New World Autonomous Council has been approved by my idiot superior.

"In order to ensure that there are no mistakes, I stayed up all night just to help you write a beautiful application report.

"You know, this kind of report is usually written by the committee itself, and the development station only needs to be responsible for passing it on, yawn."

"Thank you, Soma, you are lucky."

Although Juan understood that Soma must have worked so hard for some reason, he still thanked him out of politeness.

Soma asked the halfling attendant for coffee, toast and fried eggs.

"You know, Juan, it came through at 5 o'clock in the morning, less than five minutes after I posted it.

"Hmph, I don't believe that scumbag can be so diligent. At this time, he must still be sleeping soundly with his arms around the girl.

"So I suspect that the idiot simply set up automatic approval. Bah, an idiot is an idiot, and he will regret it."

Soma punctured the sugar-yellow omelette bitterly, and the sticky yolk flowed out like blood.

Juan felt Soma's anger, the anger of being despised by his opponent.

He persuaded: "No matter what the process is, at least we have achieved our goal. Don't worry about that idiot. What are you going to do next?"

"No, it hasn't been reached yet. The establishment of the autonomous committee still needs to be publicized.

"But you don't have to worry. It's just a matter of posting it on the zf website for a week, and there won't be any problems."

Soma said it very easily, but his behavior of gobbling it up was obviously intentional, and Juan could tell that Soma was not relaxed in his heart.

Maybe the boss is a novice who has no knowledge of government affairs, but the entire government cannot be all novices.

As long as one person discovers something is wrong, Soma's plot, although Juan is not sure what it is, will definitely go bankrupt.

After breakfast, Juan went to the rooftop, where there was a garden with many potted plants.

Juan saw his good friend Bernard, who had his back turned to him and was chatting with a moon elf with blond hair in his arms.

Juan remembered that the new mall saleswoman's name was Lisa.

Lisa's voice was coquettish and a little sweet: "Why is your human king elected? Like the king of our Moon Elf tribe, it is hereditary."

Bernard: "Our leader is not called the king, but the president, and he is elected every four years.

"This is called democracy, and it is the basis for the continuous development of human civilization.

"And your dictatorial system is too decadent and backward. It will only hinder the development of your civilization."

"Civilization, I have heard this word before. I heard that the more advanced the civilization is, the stronger the race will be, and the more backward the civilization is, the weaker the race will be.

"So, is this the reason why you humans are so powerful and we elves are so backward?"

"Uh, this, this..."

Juan walked around to the front of the two men and saw Bernard wiping his sweat.

It seems that as a navigator, history and politics are not required courses.

Juan interjected: "There is a correlation, but it's not absolute.

"Backward civilization once defeated advanced civilization.

"But more often than not, it is the crushing of backward civilization by advanced civilization."

"Hi Juan, good morning. It's nice to meet you."

"Good morning, Bernard." Naturally, Juan would not tear down his friend, "Good morning, beauty."

"Hello, Mr. Juan, about civilization..."

Bernard obviously didn't want to continue this topic, so he changed the subject and said:

"Juan, did you hear that? The Speaker of the House of Representatives, Pei Luosi, made a statement that caused public outrage. Now the entire alliance is in quarrel."

"What are you talking about? Are you not allowed to pick up girls?"

"She dares! Then all the men in the alliance will jump up and rebel."

"Then he was suppressed by all the women in the alliance."

"Not necessarily. I bet there will be no shortage of women jumping up and down by then."

"I won't bet with you. I just made a big bet yesterday and I haven't completely settled down yet."

"you lose?"

"If I win, I won't see you again if I lose."

"Playing so big? Isn't this not your style?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, the beautiful women in your arms are yawning. Let's talk about the remarks that caused public outrage."

Juan noticed that Lisa, the moon elf, seemed to be in high spirits.

"I can't repeat those words that deserve a beating. Just watch the video."

Bernard said, taking out a portable holographic projector and playing the replay video.

Juan saw an elderly white woman with short blond hair appearing. She looked like someone with a brain problem. She had an ostrich badge on her chest.

Pei Luosi said in an almost declarative tone: "The president is a human president and has nothing to do with humanoids. He should and can only be elected by humans. Therefore, I will propose a motion to deprive genetically impure humans of their right to vote."

"Fuck!" Juan couldn't help but cursed.

Then he quickly covered it up: "I feel sorry for the veterans who were infected with humanoid genes due to injuries.

"This old witch is so unreasonable. How can she arbitrarily deprive citizens of their political rights? Does she even talk about democracy?!"

"Who says it's not the case," Bernard seemed not to notice Juan's anomaly, and he complained, "You know, retired veterans are almost all supporters of the Falange.

"This old witch's suggestion is aimed at the Falang Party. If it is adopted, the Falang Party's vote share will inevitably drop sharply, and it will definitely not be able to compete with the Conservative Party in this election."

Juan stared at Peiluosi's chest in the video. Of course, he was not interested in the old woman. He was looking at the badge:

"This should be a continuation of the previous assassination of congressmen, but with such chaos, aren't they afraid of people's rebellion?"

Bernard said angrily: "The Conservative Party is using this old witch to test the waters!

"If the public's reaction is not intense, the House of Representatives controlled by the conservative party will soon introduce a corresponding bill."

"So what is the public's reaction now?"

“Of course it’s a one-sided rebuke and scolding!

"Processions broke out on some planets, and some protesting people even had physical conflicts with government security personnel who maintained order."

Bernard said, turning the channel to the media with the "vulture" logo.

A picture of the "Black Palace" of the presidential palace appeared in the video. A beautiful host wearing a camouflage miniskirt was showing off her long white legs and talking:

"Earlier, the inappropriate remarks made by Pei Luosi, Speaker of the House of Representatives of the Human Alliance, at a regular press conference at the Black House completely detonated people's dissatisfaction with the Conservative Party..."

"But why is it called 'Black Palace'?" Moon Elf Lisa asked, pointing to the white "Black Palace" picture in the video.

This problem is known to almost all humans.

Bernard proudly explained: “It was to commemorate the complete farewell to fossil fuels and the entry into a new era of popularization of nuclear energy.

"At that time, humans used coal to build this building, so this building was also called the 'Coal Palace'."

"I know that there is coal on this planet too. It is indeed black, but this palace is obviously white."

"You can't just look at the surface. It's just whitewash, but it's actually very dark inside."


Chapter completed!