In this official official communication between the two galaxies, the Central Army of Seven Galaxies, led by Ankru, put their posture very low, first solemnly apologized for their behavior blocking the waterway last time, and then explained the reasons in detail. From the evidence of Lin Jingheng in the Eighth Galaxy from the Pirates' Glorious Legion to the alliance questioning the cause and consequences of his unsuccessful suspicion of collusion with the pirates, they were all very clear.

"Ankru said that their Seventh Galaxy Central Army was just ordered to act and block the waterway, he didn't know that the pirates of the dysfunction society were approaching, which almost caused serious consequences." Lin Jingheng reached out and waved the page of the reader and said to General Edward, "They want to make some compensation for this."

The chief executive had just finished reading the government's monthly financial report, and his tail bone was hurt by the huge military expenditure, and he was restless. At this time, he heard the word "compensation". His family was poor and short-sighted, and his eyes were a little straight: "What compensation?"

As the chairman of the special committee, Lu Bixing quickly coughed hard beside him, signaling the general manager to pay attention to his personal qualities.

General Edward came back to his senses and struggled to wield his rusty brain: "This... he said this, not necessarily an excuse. Although the Central Army blocked the road at that time, it did not take action. After withdrawing the troops, it found that there were pirates approaching the eight galaxies, and he deliberately went around and kicked them in the butt - by the way, they didn't say... Since it was ordered by the Alliance, why did they suddenly withdraw?"

"It was mentioned, Ankru claimed that he was determined to make the Seventh Galaxy of the Anti-Dynasties at that time. He didn't want to deal with the Alliance's orders, so he just put on a look." Lin Jingheng said in a light tone, "When he was playing a roadblock, Yeliv, the former head of the Alliance's Little Hummingbird Fortress, accidentally committed suicide and leaked the evidence that the Eden Management Committee framed General Lu Xin, including a piece of evidence they forged, and illegally stimulating the people through Eden, inducing public opinion and the tendency of the national jury, etc. Most of the central troops in various places were Lu Xin's old subordinates, and announced on the spot that they had left the alliance. Ankru was happy to advance and retreat with his old comrades, so he withdrew his troops."

After Lin Jingheng finished speaking, he found that all the elderly people in the conference room were staring at him blankly.

President Edward was stunned for a while and murmured: "So... they didn't wrong him, they framed him on purpose... Why? How much sin is he? Why can't others tolerate it?"

The one-eyed eagle slapped the table suddenly and stood up and went out.

Lin Jingheng's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was staring at the corner of the one-eyed eagle's flying clothes, and seemed to be emptying himself.

He didn't answer, and was silent for a moment with everyone before hanging his eyelids and said without showing any emotion: "Sorry, the Alliance's bullshit incident made everyone laugh."

Lu Bixing was the only one among these people who was both good at speaking and so young that he had no interaction with Lu Xin. Seeing that everyone was not in a state, he quickly sorted out his thoughts: "Before collecting more information, I think it makes sense from the surface of this passage. So what does General An want?"

"Geographically, the connection between the seven and eight galaxies is closer than that between the six and seven galaxies, and the direction of the six galaxies is the territorial territorial. Ankru is somewhat unable to do so. Now the alliance is divided and there are melee everywhere. He shows goodwill to us, hoping to seek alliances." Lin Jingheng said, "Including but not limited to connecting the seven and eight galaxies intranet, opening up the two sides' waterways, signing military mutual assistance agreements, restoring trade, etc. In order to show sincerity, he also said that he knew that the eight galaxies were not having a good life and was willing to support us."

Lu Bixing asked suspiciously: "Is it so good to help the poor?"

"That's not. He said he could give away a batch of medical equipment, representing apologies for blocking the waterway. But if you want other things, it should be regarded as intergalactic loans, with interest. The specific terms can be discussed at that time, but it is stated in advance that the interest rate during the war cannot be too low, and the eight galaxies will return it slowly after they resume production. Of course, the materials are only for civilian purposes and military supplies are not given."

Lu Bixing nodded slowly.

The "not low" in diplomatic rhetoric is probably similar to usury, but in this period, it is not an exaggeration to have usury. Ankrull's conditions can be said to be reasonable, clearly explaining what they want, clearly marking the price, which is quite a bit of "ugly words are said before". At the same time, he subtly expressed his trust in Lin Jingheng and the Eighth Galaxy - if the so-called "government" of the Eighth Galaxy will be disbanded in just one or two days, then "wealth" and "low interest" are nonsense.

No problem can be found.

"It sounds quite realistic, and it seems more reliable than a free lunch," Lu Bixing asked Lin Jingheng, "What do you think?"

Lin Jingheng glanced at him.

Only then did Lu Bixing realize that he asked something unnecessary - because General Lin has now changed from the role of "making money to support his family" in the Eighth Galaxy to a big loser.

When they first started robbery business, they made money. Later, as the situation became more and more chaotic, the war became more and more fierce, and "fighting to fight" was unreliable. The Eighth Galaxy could only stumble to develop its own military industry, and the military industry was like a black hole for spending money. New recruits who kept pouring in and could not be trained for a while would have to pay a lot of money.

As a "big loser", Lin Jingheng did not pounce directly on him when he learned about the possible source of income, which already shows his attitude.

The chief general asked, "General Lin doesn't seem to believe in Ankru's sincerity. Is it because of this person's character?

"It's hard to say, I don't have much contact with Ankru. I don't know much about him. He was transferred from the outside very early. Later, he went directly to the Central Army of the Seventh Galaxy. After so many years, he has never had any trouble, has never made any trouble, and has no achievements. My only impression of him is that his popularity is good. This matter mainly depends on the general's meaning." Lin Jingheng paused and said, "But I am more accustomed to speculating on others with malicious intentions, so there are two things that need to be raised for your reference-"

"First, when Ankru blocked the waterway, the situation was urgent. We tried to establish contact with him many times, but the other party ignored them. Second, if everything he said was true, then our luck would be too good. I really have no experience with the 'good luck' thing."

In the eighth galaxy, not only did he have no experience in treating "good luck"? Birds of a feather flocked to each other, and everyone here was a veteran unlucky person. Everyone watched the big cake hanging in the sky and about to stagger. Before they could open their mouths, Lin Jingheng poured a basin of cold water on his face. He salivated and worried, and felt very uncomfortable, so he had to part with his eyes and eyes.

Lu Bixing took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and sneaked to Lin Jingheng and squeezed his legs and massaged his back: "Thank you for the hard work of the general running back and forth between the war zone and the capital star."

Lin Jingheng was still thinking about Lu Xin's affairs, thinking that if that person knew that he had been wronged for more than 30 years after his death, and had brought such a result, he didn't know what he would feel. When he saw Lu Bixing, his eyes softened a little. He raised his hand to brush the hair on the young man's forehead, and rubbed the back of his hand against the corner of his eyes... But five seconds later, his gentleness collapsed, and Lin Jingheng grabbed Lu Bixing's claws: "Where to touch?"

Lu Bixing took the opportunity to catch his palm: "General, don't worry so much. Haven't the blasting devices at the jump point been installed? This time, the new blasting devices can be controlled remotely, and you don't have to run over to launch missiles in person. If Ankru has bad intentions, we will separate him from the Chu River and Han Realm. Then you will be me..."

Lin Jingheng glanced at him.

Lu Bixing changed his words without changing his face: "...We are from the eighth Galaxy. If we don't pay back the debt, we will run away when we turn around, which is so exciting."

Lin Jingheng heard that Lu Xin's own son was thinking about breaking apart from human society all day long, and he even plotted to cheat his old subordinates, intending to owe money but not pay it back, and his mood was really hard to describe.

Why don’t parents have a qualification certificate? Let these people live blindly with their eyes closed and don’t care about anything they give birth to.

"Teacher Lu, are you what a role model should say?"

Teacher Lu spread his hands: "I can't bear to leave my children and can't trap wolves, and can't bear to leave myself and can't trap hooligans."

The gangster who was trapped loosened the collar of his shirt and said, "Get out."

The Eighth Galaxy has not given a clear reply. A few days later, Ankru spoke out again, wanting to visit the Eighth Galaxy in person.

Lin Jingheng responded politely to him and welcome him as a guest, but military mechas must not enter the eighth Galaxy. The starships they ride cannot be armed, including guns, and the guards cannot exceed ten people. After landing in the Star Star, all must be inspected.

Ankru received this unfriendly response and turned against him on the spot. He skipped the official spokesperson of the Seven Galaxies, saying that he would be invited with his shirtlessness and would definitely take a shower and shave his hair before coming, so as not to lose his breast hair too long and blind Mr. Lin's delicate dog eyes. However, this uncivilized speech was withdrawn by the Seven Galaxies after a few minutes. The Seven Galaxies Central Army stated that they would strictly abide by the requirements of their friends and neighbors and look forward to the Star Meeting.

During the special period, there was not so much red tape. Four days later, Ankru came alone, not even ten guards, but only brought two secretaries with him, responsible for paperwork and his daily life.

Although Ankru himself had a dirty and rude exit, his work was rough and detailed, and he was very particular. When he arrived at the Eighth Galaxy, he parked his starship outside, handed over the medical supplies they brought to the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force, and then offered to ask the General to borrow his car. After entering the Eighth Galaxy, he did not go straight to the Xinduqi Star, but stayed on Kelly Star for a long time, wearing an isolation suit, and put a bouquet of flowers on the scorched earth of the former capital of the Eighth Galaxy to express his condolences, and then followed General Edward to return to Galaxy City.

The Chief was in the Alliance Parliament and was full of the anger of hypocritical politicians. It was rare to see a bold and bold Ankru. He had a great chat with him and had a whole day of meetings. The Chief admired Ankru's personality very much and almost treated him as a friend. If Lin Jingheng had not been on the side of the cold face, he would almost agree to the interview on the spot.

The group completed the bargaining efficiency very well. Chief Ankrull and Edward respectively represented the Seven-Eight Galaxy and signed a military mutual assistance agreement and the first batch of material loan agreements, which agreed that each of the two parties would send a guard to build interstellar supply stations at the junction of the two galaxies to connect the interstellar waterways between the Seven-Eight Galaxy.

Then the chief director arranged for Ankru to visit Galaxy City and walked to the square.

Ankru looked at Lu Xin's huge stone statue, as if he was a little stunned. He rubbed his eyes, kept smiling barely, and said to General Edward incoherently: "It turns out that there is one of Watto, and later the stone statue was removed by them... This... Is this General Lu Xin? Isn't admitting it wrong?"

The chief patted his shoulder.

Ankru nodded, his cheeks tense, as if he was gritting his teeth tightly. He opened his mouth several times and wanted to say something, but then pursed his lips back. He lowered his head and looked up several times, as if he didn't know how to face this old boss, his eyes gradually turned red and blood turbid. Ankru stood under the stone statue and couldn't speak for five minutes.

All those who had followed Lu Xin and participated in the Eighth Galaxy struggle stood silently with him.

The one-eyed eagle had inexplicable sore eyes. She walked aside with no endurance. She lit a cigarette and hid herself inside. When she turned her head, she saw Lin Jingheng standing on the side with expressionless face. The humanoid Zhanlu followed him like an ordinary guard. Lin Jingheng was tired of seeing Ankru, and they had already rubbed each other once when they handed over supplies at the border of the seven or eight galaxies. Therefore, he did not participate in the reception, but followed the chief's guards not far away and near, and always guarded against Ankru's misconduct.

One-eyed eagle said: "Since we have not yet exploded the jump point, we must always communicate with the outside world. The Central Army of the Seventh Galaxy is always better than the pirates and alliance lackeys."

Lin Jingheng: "Or will he still stand here alive?"

The one-eyed eagle was a little helpless: "I said, are you used to singing black-faced singing over the years, and your acting career has become narrower?"

Lin Jingheng stood loose, hugged his arms in front of his chest, leaning against the wall of the outer circle of the square, and whispered: "Someone must pour cold water, and some must be responsible for the villain's heart. Besides, the two questions I raised at the meeting that day, the other party has not yet explained it reasonably - Zhan Lu, sent a message to the chief's personal terminal, asking him to take the opportunity to express to Ankrut, and said that we want to see what the whole set leaked after Yelifu committed suicide, and do not listen to the retelling version... Or didn't he want to connect the seven or eight galaxies to the Internet, and first let him hand over a remote communication key to contact other galaxies."

The one-eyed eagle suddenly asked, "Where is that boy Lu Bixing?"

"I've been on the satellite inspection for the Chief of the Communist Party of China."

The one-eyed eagle squinted his eyes, looked at Ankru's hunched back, and whispered: "Everyone knows what Lu Xin's stone statue means to him, only he doesn't know."

"I was about to tell you about this," Lin Jingheng's eyes quietly swept around and confirmed that there were no outsiders nearby. Then he said vaguely, "Zhan Lu, the encryption document No. '081' is the result of the brain scan about him..."

The one-eyed eagle realized what he was saying and suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Lin Jingheng: "Crush it."

Zhan Lu asked: "Sir, after the relevant documents are crushed, I will not remember that I have scanned it..."

Lin Jingheng interrupted him: "Well, break it."

After he finished speaking, Zhan Lu's pupils suddenly spread in his eyes that looked the same as the real person, revealing the background of inorganic substances, and countless complex codes flashed by.

The one-eyed eagle looked at him in surprise.

"Brother Lu, from now on, you know this, I know, don't flow into the third person's ears anymore." Lin Jingheng's voice was very low.

The one-eyed eagle looked at Ankru, then looked at him again: "You can't believe it..."

Lin Jingheng shook his head slowly: "I have been thinking about one thing these days."

"What?"

"When I went to explore the underground waterways leading to the outside world of the Eighth Galaxy, I found an illegal jump point left by Lu Xin in the asteroid belt, codenamed 'surprise'. This jump point was in the official documents of the alliance... and even Zhanlu, no record was left on Zhanlu." Lin Jingheng said softly, "When the top ten famous swords were designed, the spiritual threshold was extremely high, and few people could match it. Zhanlu had always used it for him. After he was promoted to general, Zhanlu was renovated and upgraded, and added his gene lock, which became his exclusive mecha... Who deleted Zhanlu's record? If it was deleted by him personally, why, who was he guarding against?"

The one-eyed eagle's brain couldn't keep up for a while, and the ashes fell and forgot to bounce it.

"I can feel that before Lu Xin's accident, he lost trust in many people." Lin Jingheng looked at An Kelu with a deep look. They had already worshipped their common spiritual idols in the square. The group was in a low mood and was about to return to the government administration building. Lin Jingheng pointed at Zhanlu and signaled him to follow, "I don't believe it either. Cooperation can be done, but you must be vigilant - Brother Lu, unless one person dies, it's impossible to make a final decision."

The one-eyed eagle shivered gently and couldn't speak.

After signing the agreement, Ankru received an emergency notice from the Seven Galaxies that night. He learned that the dysfunctional entrenched in the Seven Galaxies would have another abnormal movement. He didn't even have time to eat supper, so he hurriedly said goodbye and went back to preside over the defense.

Lin Jingheng asked Tulan to escort him to the junction of the two galaxies, handed over Ankru to his own soldiers, and watched them leave before returning to report.

Ankru threw a bunch of interstellar contracts to his secretary to sort them out, claiming that he was going to rest, but he left his left and right.

Along the special key, he connected the remote communications to the Angel City Fortress.

"The large immigration of the Eighth Galaxy has been completed. Judging from the defense distribution of the posts along the way, I guess they have installed blasting devices at the outer circle transition point. Lin Jingheng is cautious and suspicious, so he cannot give him the opportunity to close the Eighth Galaxy. Secretary-General Wang, this time, I'm afraid it won't be enough to spend a lot of money. What can you give me? I don't want a blank check."
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