Chapter 1095: The Peaks Gather to Conspire for the Destiny of the Nation

Chapter 1095: The Peaks Gather to Conspire for the Destiny of the Nation

Chapter 1095: The Peaks Gather to Conspire for the Destiny of the Nation

East Coast, El-Kalvinia, Lunovilla Central City, Aurelian Palace, the seat of the federal government.

Today, the Executive Yuan held its regular year-end reception, inviting many political and business leaders, as well as invited delegations from various countries.

After the new consul took office, he took into account the military tradition of the Federation and put a lot of energy into diplomacy. In the past year, he invited not only the Dashun Republic, but also corporate consortiums, regional powers and continental alliances, and launched a series of negotiations for this purpose.

The issue of world defense security and crisis management is actually an old topic. However, it is brought up again not because it has given up the struggle for interests, but because its strategic direction has begun to change from the original regional expansion to the reconstruction of the global order.

Although there is no clear official news yet, analysts from many countries generally believe that this major strategic adjustment may rely on breakthroughs in some key technologies. One of them is that the new generation of high-energy algae may have been successfully developed, which has caused widespread speculation before.

In fact, Dashun also attracted much attention at the exchange meeting. The Federation is taking the route of technological breakthroughs, but Dashun’s internal structural adjustments are also underway. The advancement of the Skyline Project has attracted worldwide attention, and just last month, another central city was added to the plan, and the speed of this merger may become faster and faster over time.

According to the fastest estimate, most of Dashun’s central cities may be integrated in terms of information exchange within two years. Once this integration is completed, it will greatly enhance Dashun’s administrative efficiency and resource utilization capabilities.

Both world powers have made significant progress on their own routes. Although they have not yet been completed and there is no sign of who is ahead, it has undoubtedly brought great pressure on other countries and regions.

Many countries are trying to find their own position in this technological and strategic competition so as to avoid being marginalized and weakened in the future international landscape.

However, the representatives of all parties did not actually spend much time on negotiations. Most of the time was spent on banquets and entertainment. This is because several world powers have not yet reached a clear conclusion in this diplomatic conference and are still in a wait-and-see period.

In the west wing of the Aurelian Palace, in the small reception hall of Valorum, the floor was paved with obsidian and golden marble in an intricate and solemn pattern. The light in the hall was soft and bright, and the huge federal emblem hanging on the wall was shining brightly.

There are three people sitting in the middle of the hall.

Xiang Boqing, the chief security consultant of Yuanren Company, was sitting on the west side. He was wearing a black fitted suit and leaning against a thick armchair with his knees crossed, looking very relaxed.

He leaned on the armrest with one hand and held a book in the other. Every once in a while, the pages would turn over by themselves. If you pay attention, you can find that it is exactly three seconds.

And just opposite sat two other people.

One of them had a rather long and narrow head, and was about four meters tall just sitting there. He was about fifty years old, with a chest-length, slightly curly golden beard, and his hair was loose, falling above his shoulders, but it was neatly groomed.

He was wearing a very conservative black suit, like a kindly elder. Next to his leather shoes lay a docile-looking sheepdog, but compared to his size, it looked like a small toy.

This is Sivert Drakholm, the Chief Security Officer of Deepsea Spiral, a company headquartered in Nordland that is a global giant like Proto-Man.

The other person is Igor Karnelov from the Tower Whale Company of the Noros Theocracy. This is a state-owned enterprise, so he also has the title of leader of the Guardian Corps.

Igor is not like the traditional Noros, who gives people a rough and bold feeling. Instead, he is the smallest among them.

He has a feminine face, slender limbs, white hair and green eyes. At this moment, he is supporting his cheek with one hand, half-squinting his eyes, and his body looks idle, feeling like a napping direwolf.

All those who can sit in this round living room are top fighters in the world. It is difficult to evaluate the fighting power between fighters because there are not enough authoritative organizations to make objective and detailed judgments on all fighters in the world, and these fighters will not disclose their data and physical information at will.

Therefore, the most intuitive characterization of these fighters is their influence, which is the analysis and assessment of the active consciousness of the Federation and major powers in the world, and has now been accepted by various countries and regions.

After all, fighters who can be recognized by giant companies and countries must first win the internal competition, otherwise it is impossible to reach the position that belongs to them. And only powerful countries and giant companies can provide the resources they need, so this system has its own rationality.

Of course, influence is not directly equal to combat effectiveness, but it is a very important criterion for judgment, and it plays a vital supporting role in the confidence and markets of various countries.

At this time, Igor suddenly said to Xiang Boqing: "I have noticed you for a long time. Is that Fourier's code book?"

He gestured at the book in the latter's hand and nodded his head.

"An ancient technique, filling your head with information through reading, can improve your ability to fight against external pollution."

He spread his hands, "But I feel it's useless."

Although he spoke the Federation language, he had a strong accent from the Noros Theocracy.

Xiang Boqing said without even looking up: "It's always good to try."

"What's there to try? I told you it's useless."

Igor leaned forward, put his hands on his knees, stared at Xiang Boqing, and said provocatively: "Since we are bored, why don't we give it a try? Believe me, it will be much more useful than reading that book."

Xiang Boqing glanced at him and said, "Not interested."

As he was saying this, his pace of turning the pages seemed to slow down a little bit. Although it was so slight that it was almost imperceptible, both of them seemed to have noticed something, and Igor even showed an interested look. Xiang Boqing just felt that the power that he had separated out had disappeared.

In fact, only a layer of skin existed on half of his arm now, with no flesh, blood or bones inside. But even so, it could be used no differently from a normal arm.

After that part of differentiated flesh and blood disappeared, the bones and flesh inside the epidermis grew out again and filled it up again, and he just narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the east wing of the Hahefu Hall, Tu Haisheng, deputy head of the first delegation of Dashun, was talking with several officials from the Secretariat of the Executive Yuan. One of them was Olin, a senior government official who had just returned from Dashun.

Tu Haisheng said: "As you know, the West Coast is full of religious sects. When we travel in that area, we have to exercise the right of self-defense for our own safety. The Federation has promised us this in advance."

"Yes." Olin spread his hands. "The West Coast is where some crazy people, lunatics, and charlatans gather. It's not surprising what they do."

Tu Haisheng emphasized: "So this time, it was not our fault, and we did not violate federal laws. Our team members were just taking a sightseeing trip on federal land, but they suffered unfair treatment. This is not what we as guests should encounter. We deserve respect."

"That's right, those West Coast party members are really rude."

Olin looked on in agreement.

"I have met Mr. Chen in person. He is a very graceful and polite fighter who makes people feel good about him, so I believe this was not an impulse move on his part. He was indeed coerced by reality.

But Mr. Tu, the Executive Yuan attaches great importance to this matter. No matter what those people did, it still belongs to the power of our federation.

This time, many free media from the fighter group reported this incident in advance, and Mr. Archon cares about the lives of every citizen of the Federation. He must give an explanation to the public and the media, a decent explanation. "

Tu Haisheng said: "I respect and understand your way of handling the matter, but I think we can always find a proper way to end this matter so as not to affect our cooperation."

"Yes Yes."

Tu Haisheng said: "We will give reasonable compensation to the families and close relatives of the victims."

"Is that all?" Orin asked.

Tu Haisheng looked at the other party and said, "Please tell the governor that we respect him very much and are willing to help him calm down the incident, but we are here on behalf of Dashun, so please respect us as well."

Orin glanced at him, and he shrugged, then looked at his watch, stood up, and said, "In ten minutes I will go to see the Archon and convey your opinion to him."

Tu Haisheng also stood up and took the initiative to extend his hand to shake his hand. "Then I'll leave it to you."

Just outside the door where the two men were discussing, two military attachés from Dashun were standing there. The one on the left asked, "Why is the East Coast Party so obsessed with this matter? Shouldn't they be happy that the West Coast Party is losing power?"

The person on the other side said, "After all, they are still federalists. They are of the same blood and are united in external affairs. Well, I heard that a senior member of a primitive sect was also killed this time." His tone was full of gloating.

"Tsk, tsk."

The military officer on the left obviously knew what the original sect was like. He thought for a moment and said, "If it was just the West Coast Party, it would be fine. But if this sect is involved, it will be difficult to deal with.

But that guy is really brave and powerful. I heard that he killed three Changsheng Temple fighters in one go. He really did a great job..."

"Cough cough."

The etiquette assistant on the opposite side interrupted them at the right time, reminding them that they were in someone else's capital and asked the two people not to talk so recklessly.

At this time, the two military officers saw a tall figure walking towards them and immediately saluted solemnly.

Fan Zhentong came over from the opposite side. He stood at the door, took off his hat and combed his hair, and asked, "What's going on?"

The assistant came out immediately and said, "Captain Tu is in there discussing things."

Fan Zhentong said, "Tell Captain Tu that we don't need to be too polite to them. We are Dashun. Whatever they want..." He put on his hat, "We will fight to the end."

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(End of this chapter)