Voto.

The female reporter of the Woto Daily looked at the old man in front of him. Although he believed in the prophet, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken at this time. Not only did Woolf not become an involuntary human-shaped puppet like the legends outside, he looked very good, and his shriveled face rarely had a little blood color and his eyes were very bright, as if something good had happened, he greeted her warmly.

A special fragrance of flowers lingered in the reception room, and the female reporter flattered: "Your incense is so special, what is it?"

"Black tulips, also called Queen Night." Woolf laughed, "I still have a lot of seeds there, if I like it, I can take some away."

The female reporter noticed his smile and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. It was not a social polite smile. His eyes were stretched out. The light reflected in his eyes was like a handful of broken gold, which was jumping slightly, just like the long-cherished wish that many years have been fulfilled. Suddenly, joy arises from the heart. For some reason, people can't help but be happy after seeing him.

The female reporter couldn't help but blurt out an unplanned question: "Marson, is there any good news recently? You look in a good mood."

Woolf smiled without saying a word, and brought the topic out quietly. The two chatted for a while without pain. The female reporter lowered her head and glanced at her wrist. A green light flashed across the inside of her wrist. The latest genetic detector was installed in the personal terminal to avoid the security check of the Marshal's Mansion. This thing started to analyze the genes of the person in front of her - it was indeed Woolf himself.

It's not a fake, nor does it have fatal genetic diseases.

"Marson, let's talk about Order No. 306. I heard that many people don't understand your decision recently. In particular, there are many Central Army who use delays to resist No. 306. Some people sarcastically said that you are a 'living person' and know that poor relatives in the countryside are more terrifying than robbers, so if you leave the pirates alone, the rose heart must be guarded strictly."

Woolf replied without a change of expression: "If you notice, the increase in the military force of the Heart of Rose is not uncontrollable. Our basis is the standard of the 'Border Guardian'. Because the unexpected passage of the Heart of Rose is an indisputable border area at this time. Should we admit this? The Heart of Rose and the direction outside the territory are both borders, and we just treat it equally."

"You mean, it's equivalent to acknowledging the independence of the Eighth Galaxy."

"There is still debate in the parliament," Woolf said cautiously, "but the Eighth Galaxy has geographically a space-time barrier with the Alliance, and it is difficult for the Alliance to control it, and has no connection with the Alliance for sixteen years. It has constituted an independent substance; from an internal perspective, they have a complete government and army, and their own legal system, not interstellar pirates who make a living by robbery and plunder, and have even accepted a large number of refugees in other galaxies. Their existence is just, and even Jingheng is willing to recognize them. Then according to the Declaration of Freedom, as long as it is the public opinion, the Eighth Galaxy has the right to withdraw from the Interstellar Alliance. In actual defense, it is also well-founded to treat the Heart of the Rose as a "border"..."

Wang Allen looked away from the surveillance and said to his contact person in his personal terminal: "Empress Ye is really amazing. First, it makes people confused about memory, and then it is unconscious. Follow your guidance step by step in immersing in a beautiful dream and doing what you want him to do. The key is that in this process, he can spontaneously complete the logic and explain his abnormality to himself, which is less vivid than the biochip that is easily detected by instruments. In the great era of the epochs, even the puppets are fully automatic."

The mysterious contact person in the personal terminal took off the big hood covering the entire upper body, revealing Lin Jingshu's face: "Then you need someone who has been by his side for nearly two hundred years and knows everything about him."

As she said this, her eyes turned and she smiled strangely: "But then again, 'Neon Queen' can make some people swell into monarchs, make some people richer than galaxies, and make some people revenge... But think of first love? What's the matter? It sounds too stupid. I can't associate such things with the marshal. This is really a black humor that I have been smiling for half a year."

"Ms.," said Wang Allen pretending to be serious, "You take power, money and blood for granted. It's a stupid joke to just love. It's too politically correct."

The two looked at each other for a moment across the personal terminal, and laughed at the same time.

Lin Jingshu wiped away the tears of laughter: "Be careful of the woman in Woto Daily, she is more than just a pen."

"I know that the dysfunction will be the little miscellaneous under Harris." Wang Allen said indifferently, "Harris is in exile in the Eighth Galaxy, and when the dysfunction will return to power, I was the contact person in the whole process. He is a transparent person in my eyes and can't make any fuss."

"I believe this," Lin Jingshu said softly, "But... if the partners are unreliable, they will be abandoned."

Wang Ailun seemed to be licked by a poisonous snake, and the smile on his face that had not yet dissipated was immediately unhurried.

"It's just a reminder, nothing else." Lin Jingshu showed off her face again, "The abnormal reaction was that several small insects crawled out of the wormhole that had been half a month ago. Now it should be a good talk with Duke's people. This veteran has not reported to the Military Commission yet?"

Wang Ailun's jaw was tense.

The Qiu Ba of the Central Army looked down on him. Wang Ailun knew that he had no military achievements, had never led the team, and had never fought a war. Even if he became the secretary-general of the alliance parliament, they all looked respectful on the surface, but in private they still felt that he was Woolf's maid.

As soon as Wang Ailun graduated, he worked with Woolf as a private secretary. He has been working on artificial intelligence for nearly two hundred years and devoted himself to trivial matters. But even Lu Xin, the stupid man, knew that he would support the people around him, pave the way for them, and give them opportunities. Woolf wouldn't understand?

After so many years, I have really regarded him as an artificial intelligence without his own ideas!

As long as Woolf dies, the current alliance parliament doesn't count. Wang Alan can now deeply understand why the Eden Management Committee refused to delegate military autonomy when he died.

Wang Ailun said word by word: "I will let them know that Woolf is old, even if Lu Xin's stone tablet is rebuilt, it is just made of stone. I will let them know whose era it is."

"Okay, Uncle Allen, I'll wait and see," Lin Jingshu said. "Fortunately, there are also my people in the First Galaxy Border Guard. I have sent a few people to sow discord for you, so you don't have to be polite."

The interview has come to an end, Woolf has not revealed any flaws, and the female reporter of Woto Daily did not seem to notice any clues. Wang Allen whispered to his subordinates: "Look at her, keep an eye on her all-weather, if there is any abnormal movement, immediately silence her."

The eighth Galaxy, the star.

"I don't believe it, what is the old subordinate of General Lu Xin - I think General Lu Xin's eyes are not very good." Tulan was the first to say, "Isn't Ankruh a lesson from the past? Why is it so coincidental that as soon as we arrived, Rose Heart was ambushed by pirates before we even went out? What did the First Galaxy Border Guards do? What did they do after strengthening patrols and let them get in? Is Duke stupid or intentional? He also sent Lord, a little white-faced, to play the emotional card, commander, you rub your eyes and see, does this little white-faced, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks look like ours?"

Lin Jingheng: “…”

Who always grows?

Lu Bixing quickly coughed: "If other pirates crossed the border guards, it would be impossible, but it is hard to say about the Free Legion. The secret users of opium are everywhere. On the day of the surrender of the Glorious Regiment, the asteroids were kidnapped under the eyes of the Alliance and the Central Army... Lin, is this Lord trustworthy?"

"Lod?" Lin Jingheng frowned slowly and said carefully, "I have indeed been my personal guardian."

Lu Bixing asked: "What is the specific position of the chief guard?"

"Personal Guard Chief" Lu Bixing knew something from Zhan Lu, but the eighth Galaxy currently does not have this position.

If Lin Jingheng travels with mechas, the guards usually only use the people from the Silver Ten Guards, and others are not enough to be in trouble. At this time, sorting out the military defense of the entire Eighth Galaxy, everything starts. Lin Jingheng has very little private time, and occasionally has free time, so he only stays at home to accompany him to land. The places where the independent government officials of the Eighth Galaxy live together have strict unified security, and there is no need to hire a private bodyguard team for the time being.

Thomas Yang answered quickly: "'Captain of Guards'? That's a good example. The Central Committee of the Alliance will give each general a group of people who don't know what they do, such as Guards and Secretary Groups, and some people will also have a dozen adjutants behind them... After we left, the General Li, who took over the Silver Fortress, was said to have eighteen adjutants alone."

"No, I'm a family," Tulan sneered and licked the corner of her mouth, "It's a big target when it's slaughtered."

A group of people shivered together, and only the captain of Bayer guards in Silver October showed envious and jealousy and hatred. He is still worried that Tulan had snatched his "business".

"Lord is nominally the chief guard of the guard, but in fact he is responsible for the public mailbox of the Silver Fortress. He occasionally sends a statement to the outside world or returns to Votto to run away. These young soldiers have a complicated background. They accidentally step on the thunder. The commander doesn't like to use them." Poisson Young said, "Thomas and I were ordered to follow Woolf to retreat to the Angel City Fortress. We stayed in the First Galaxy for the longest time. As far as I know, after the commander left the Silver Fortress, he took the initiative to resign and resign. He returned to Votto and worked as a grassroots officer in the capital star defender. Later, he withdrew to Angel City with the army."

"That's strange," said Lin Jingheng. "I don't like to use them. Ares Li didn't say he doesn't like to use them. Lord is an honorary graduate of Ulan College and the son of the current principal of Ulan College. Will that flatterer Li still wear the young master's shoes?"

After Lin Jingheng pretended to die and left the alliance, the Ten Silver Guards left the alliance. The Silver Fortress earthquake and General Ares Li, who was acting as the Silver Fortress, was unable to convince the public. Anyone who had a brain, would definitely promote people from the local garrison of the Silver Fortress, and then replace General Li after training for a while. With the origin and qualifications of the former guard chief Lord, he would undoubtedly be a popular candidate, and his future is unlimited.

Just resigning and returning to Woto to be an unknown security captain, it doesn't seem like a normal choice no matter how you look at it.

"At first, Poisson and I heard about this news, they felt a pity. At that time, I also said that the personal guard chief had become obsessed with his personality worship. He might have planned to return to Votto to register for the "General Bailin God Cult"," Thomas Yang fell down seriously and said meaningfully, "But who knew that the fortune and misfortune were unpredictable in five years. The Silver Fortress was unexpectedly attacked and the entire first galaxy fell. Only Votto defenders were the first to follow the politicians to the Angel City Fortress - this kind of luck... wouldn't our commander bless you?"

As we all know, if you worship another religion, you may be able to worship a divine spirit.

When you worship General Lin, you can only worship him with blood.

So is Lord's personal guard a miracle? Or is there anyone behind it?

"Tell the Interstellar Expedition to build a temporary communication platform there," Lin Jingheng said, "I'll tell them."

The temporary communication platform is very simple, just a transit device that can communicate with both sides. Mint skillfully directed the artificial intelligence on several starships to complete the communication platform, and the signal could not be transmitted in real time, so Lin Jingheng did not rush to speak.

The moment his image appeared on the communication screen, Lord seemed to hold his breath, his eyes became particularly complicated. After a long time, his throat trembled slightly and he said hoarsely: "General... Long time no see, I can just pour you another glass of rum without ice."

Lin Jingheng's eyebrows moved, and at the same time, the Yang brothers also looked at each other.

Thomas Yang whispered to Lu Bixing: "The general doesn't drink rum without ice, do you know?"

Lu must-win: "…"

I really don't know this.

In front of him, Lin Jingheng was a model of the standard code of conduct for adults. He was clean, tidy and organized. Although he couldn't help smoking and drinking, he was very restrained, had a very self-disciplined work and rest, and was never picky about food. He didn't drink beer before, but after he came back this time, he didn't even pick beer.

It turned out that he was not like this when he was born... Lu Bixing couldn't help but shook his god. He vaguely remembered that a long time ago, he had made up life goals for himself and Lin Jingheng. One of them was to go with him to the place where Lin Jingheng grew up.

That day, Lu Bixing was in the hotel room of Galaxy City, and said indescribable that he "can never return the person he likes a little" to him. Lin Jingheng seemed to have realized something, and then gradually stopped trying to remind them how they got along with each other in the past, and was working hard to adapt to new relationships every day.

I have been living a peaceful and tacit understanding for the past six months, but for some reason, those things that seem to be a different world have not disappeared because of being ignored. Recently, they have quietly grown new buds like weeds blowing by the spring breeze, and they have been teasing him from time to time.

"I didn't drink it when I was in the Silver Fortress," Poisson Young, as the emotional intelligence manager of the third guard of the Silver, immediately remedyed it, "That's right. When the commander doesn't want Lord to know about anything, he will ask him to go out to find ice. Over time, he becomes 'don't drink without adding ice' - this is not the point, the point is that Lord deliberately said the wrong thing, is he trying to hint something?"

Bayer shrugged: "It seems that Lord has not made much progress in so many years. He can speak such low-level code words, just like a minor who is trapped in a cult organization."

The former guard chief who was trapped in a cult organization said to Lin Jingheng word by word: "The old Marshal Woolf is still in good health and has to go out for morning exercises every day. When he appeared in the media two days ago, he also expressed his concern for you very much."

If every sentence is a slander, he means that Woolf is no longer able to do so, he almost never shows up and is restricted from freedom.

Lin Jingheng asked calmly: "Thank you for your care. The old marshal is so old that he has no relatives around him. Who will take care of him?"

Lord said: "Of course it's Secretary-General Wang Allen."

Allen Wang has served as the Grand Secretary-General of the Alliance Parliament, limiting Woolf's freedom.

Lin Jingheng lowered his eyes slightly: "The old coach is over 320 years old, haven't retired yet?"

"I almost ignore the small matters, and I mainly sign some important orders," Lord said in his words. "The situation in the alliance has just stabilized, and the central troops in various places have just taken their place. Everyone can't do without him."

It means that the central army in various places is completely suppressed by Wulf, the supreme commander. If they knew that Wulf had already died in name only, the alliance would probably be in chaos.

Lord is now Duke's subordinate. If all he said is true, these words cannot be known to his colleagues and superiors, so they can only be conveyed in this obscure way.
Chapter completed!