Xia Xiu sat alone on the edge of Lake Millennium. The pony was firmly placed on the frozen lake, and the fishing rod was leisurely stretched into the hole dug in the ice. There was only the sound of the quiet wind and the occasional slight crack of the ice.

Zhizhizhi——

He was holding the silver fishing rod, whose surface was engraved with exquisite reliefs. The gorgeous patterns were particularly dazzling under the cold moonlight.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the fisherman's face, as if he could feel some change in the air.

"Sure enough, the mistake brought you to me. The bait was bitten. It seems that this time it is a big fish." He said to himself, and at the same time, the fishing rod in his hand began to shake violently. It was obvious that something big had taken the bait.

.

squeak!

squeak!

squeak--

Xia Xiu stood up and held the fishing rod firmly, quickly and accurately, ensuring that the tension of the fishing line was always maintained at the optimal state to cope with the fierce struggle of large fish.

The ice surface around the ice cave shook slightly due to the fish's movements, but his steps remained steady.

Phew!

Finally, after some patient pulling, a huge northern pike was pulled out of the water.

It was over 40 inches long and must have weighed over five pounds, making it a large fish in Mille Lacs.

"Big fish."

The blond young man looked at the northern pike in front of him with a bright smile in the biting cold wind. Then, as if he thought of something, he began to adjust some indescribable [element] in himself that made people nervous and shattered their impressions.

and mime medium.

"Come here, I have to show my high-definition photos to the guests no matter what. Well... you always have to pay for watching high-definition photos online. You have to pay something for what you see. Without mosaic, you have to pay for it from another place.

On the one hand, just having [errors] is not enough, you also need to add some [absurdity].”

The fourth swordsman in the Kingdom of Heaven said as he rubbed his chin.

*********

In another area a few kilometers away, the scene was completely different.

On this cold night, on a vast ice surface of Mille Lacs.

Alex Reynolds and Lisa Morgan's figures stand out in the moonlight.

Their uniforms are embroidered with the Rockets' LOGO - a rocket with thin tail flames traveling through the starry sky. Below the logo is a circle of team name written in ancient Terran: [San Diego Rockets].

Lisa's golden wavy hair was fluttering in the cold wind, and she held the folder in her hand tightly to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

She was studying one of the special intelligence files carefully. There was a photo on the cover of the file. In the photo, a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes was standing in front of a famous landmark in the foggy city, posing with scissors.

, showing a smile as warm and bright as the spring breeze under the sunshine, and the clear portrait without any sense of abstraction makes people remember his face at a glance.

"Is this information enough? Do we really need to get involved directly?"

Alex, who had scars on his face, sounded a little depressed in the cold night sky, and the scars on his face made his face even more gloomy.

"I can understand that you have just completed the writing of the Consortium [Gene Compilation Law] and become a leader of the San Diego Rockets. You are eager to conquer the new beast control topic. Now all the leaders hope to complete the Consortium analogy to Terra III.

Stage [Master] weakened version of [Beast Master Plan].

However, I am not optimistic about this plan. It is wrong for you to think that as long as you can create more [Beast Control Masters], the beast control system will defeat the traditional lineage method in terms of numbers - first of all, there is one thing you always like

I’m confused. The existence of the beast control system itself is a branch of the genealogy. Don’t always think about independence, it will only be a sub-category system of the genealogy.”

Lisa's blond wavy hair fluttered gently in the night wind, and her frown expressed her dissatisfaction with Alex's doubts.

She did not struggle with Alex about the main branch routes of the genealogy. Such questions always have a very strong and absolute answer, that is - the strength of the beast control system will always only be limited when facing the genealogy.

It will be a son-like existence.

She agreed with most of what Scarface Alex said, but she strongly disagreed with some parts, which were also related to genealogy think tanks.

"These are top-notch intelligence from [Hirmi]'s financial pedigree. Why, you don't even trust the think tank of the consortium?"

Lisa's voice had an unmistakable coldness, and she was dissatisfied with Scarface's questioning of the intelligence and ideas of the think tank.

She had read her teammate's resume and knew that he was a federal veteran who had participated in the Battle of Oaxaca. That war was the longest war in the history of the Federation and was known as the Federation's "quagmire."

During the more than ten years of the Battle of Oaxaca, the Edici Federation spent at least 250 billion US dollars. This war caused huge mental damage to the people of the Federation - both extraordinary and ordinary people.

This longest bloody conflict in the history of the Federation not only consumed a huge amount of resources, but also left an indelible mark in the hearts of the participants.

More than ten years of fighting, huge losses of extraordinary and ordinary people, and the fact that the postwar government lacked effective support for veterans have caused many soldiers like Alex to have deep doubts about the federal system.

Coupled with the long duration of the war and the extremely cruel war scenes, the mental trauma of veterans of the Battle of Oaxaca was particularly severe.

They generally suffer from mental illness, homelessness, drug abuse and other social problems.

They often express a lack of adequate public and institutional support upon return to their home countries.

The distrust of most extraordinary sides towards federal financial genealogy think tanks started from this battle.

[Hermes] is called contemptuously by these veterans of the Battle of Oaxaca - the God of Thieves.

They believe that the federal think tank is a dangerous existence that creates wars, disputes, disasters, and conflicts everywhere, a bastard without an asshole.

They scorn that federal think tanks will do anything for financial expansion.

[Hermes] is so shameless that he can bully a weak country at will, yet he shouts for democracy and freedom.

To the veterans, [Hermes] is like a thief who steals everything that should belong to mankind.

Most veterans suffer from serious social problems such as shooting or drug abuse due to long-term psychological trauma or physical disabilities.

Even so, there are still some veterans who have integrated into various social classes in the Federation and even achieved brilliance.

Alex is a veteran who has integrated into the consortium, but Lisa doesn't like this veteran who always likes to doubt the think tank's decisions.

This man with a scar and a fierce look was twenty years younger than her. They were of different age groups, and there was an obvious generation gap and era gap in their understanding of federal think tanks.

"We cannot let our personal emotions affect our actions. Don't forget that Team Rocket's mission will never come out of nowhere. [Hermi] is a super think tank born out of [Hermes]. How could he make mistakes?"

Lisa, who had wavy blond hair, continued to speak in a lowered voice, her eyes firm and serious, "The leader of the team this time is Lord Ernest. With him here, our actions will only be more rigorous."

When Alex, who was wearing a scar, heard the pronunciation of "He", his face showed obvious displeasure.

He doesn't like the younger generation to go to Shinhwa think tanks and worship think tanks.

The Edici Federation is not the Daevite Empire, so it does not need to deify the think tank, nor does it need too many deities and personality worship.

He doesn't understand why, today's think tanks are like dead great men - they are always brought up by young people.

And understand and worship them in an almost fanatical way of worship and absolute truth.

In his eyes, this method is undoubtedly a kind of "whipping the corpse".

"You should not take the think tank too seriously. It is just a tool."

Scarface continued in a cold tone: "He always deprives us of our thoughts and forces us to represent us. And he is not absolutely right. He can be deceived."

"Sometimes I really suspect that you have been brainwashed by the thoughts of the Kingdom of Heaven." Lisa looked at Alex's fierce face with dissatisfaction.

"The think tanks of the Kingdom of Heaven will also make mistakes, and they probably make quite a few mistakes." Scarface said coldly, "It's just that the think tanks of the Kingdom of Heaven can be tied to those angels, just like the sun."

"That's why they are despised unilateralists, who often do not rely on international organizations or cooperation from other countries, and always mess around." Lisa retorted.

"The federal think tank thinks that Eden, the think tank of the Kingdom of Heaven, is the ultimate unilateralist. I think the God of Thieves is the real shameless unilateralism. At least the butt of the Kingdom of Heaven sits on the side of humans. Which side does the butt of [Hermes] sit on?

I don’t know yet.”

Scarface mocked the Federation God of Thieves in a slightly teasing way, and then, for some reason, something that he was very concerned about before suddenly appeared.

"Furthermore, the angel sitting in Hell's Kitchen does not seem to be unilateralist. The existence of the New Alliance, the thunderous methods of the Administration to clean up local hubs, and that person's flirting with the Second Reserve Bank President afterwards...

"

When talking about the guy from Hell's Kitchen, Alex always felt like he was vaguely aware of something that made him feel uneasy.

However, this uneasiness suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he tried to think along his feelings and thoughts again, he would always feel a hazy feeling of fog and confusion.

"You said that the guy from Hell's Kitchen was flirting with the second reserve bank president, so we have to pay more attention to the details." Lisa flicked the information in her hand.

"I have a hunch that this smiling blond face is definitely a big fish. The gene seed of the beast master in his hand may be able to add another [beast master route] to the consortium." Lisa with wavy blond hair.

He said with unusual confidence.

This sentence sounds very brainless. For a senior cadre of an organization, this kind of behavior is full of stupidity and mistakes, and it is also a bit far-fetched from a logical perspective.

Alex had a trace of uneasiness on his face and deep doubts in his eyes, while Lisa held the file with strange power in her hand tightly.

However, the two cadres were not aware of this bizarre scene.

Lisa's voice sounded extremely firm in the cold wind. However, her logic and reasoning seemed far-fetched and stupid under ordinary circumstances, but in the current environment full of unknowns and weirdness, it seemed reasonable.

No, Alex seemed to have noticed something, but there was something somewhere affecting their thinking through some medium.

Originally, I wanted to dissuade Lisa from acting cautiously. Even if she has the endorsement of a think tank, she still needs a few more rounds of review and evaluation before taking action...

Alex's eyes were wandering, he seemed to feel something, an invisible influence was manipulating their thinking, distorting their judgment.

He originally wanted to warn Lisa, telling her that even with the support of a think tank, more review and evaluation are needed before taking action.
To be continued...