"What a load of nonsense! What a load of nonsense!" A furious voice came from an apartment on South Street in Dawn City, the capital of Dawn Planet.
Liming City South Street is a not spacious street, and the surrounding houses do not actually look very tall and luxurious, but here, the top officials and dignitaries of the Liming Principality gather.
Because this street was the initial landing point that Tang Xiao confirmed by tapping on the holographic star map of the mothership.
Therefore, no matter how it develops in the future, even if Liming City is now a super urban area with a total population of more than 100 million, it will be built around South Street.
In Liming City, the city hall where Mayor Graham, the first manager at that time, worked was also located here. In the beginning, the incredible so-called mansions that Tang Xiao built in order to attract those master-level talents were also located here.
this area.
South Street can be said to be the place that carries all the memories of the development of the Fourth Civilization. After that, almost all the office areas of the central administrative agencies of the Fourth Civilization were set up with South Street as the core.
Click!! A crisp cracking sound came from inside the apartment again.
"Have you had enough trouble?" In the apartment, Claire Underwood, Minister of the Interior of the Principality of Dawn, lit a cigarette for herself, took a deep breath, and just leaned against the door, watching her husband going crazy.
.
Claire Underwood, when she was first awakened, organized the Outer Rim Sector Mutual Aid Association, and later joined the Confederation of Independent Systems and became the Minister of the Interior of the Confederacy. After the Confederation of Independent Systems fell, she returned to the Principality of Dawn and became the Minister of the Interior
Deputy Minister, and now, with the promotion of Home Affairs Minister Daphne Clement to Deputy Prime Minister, she has taken over this position.
During the rise of the Fourth Civilization, she attracted a lot of sympathy and support from the Outer Rim Star Region for the young Fourth Civilization. During the Clone Wars, she also served as the link between the Fourth Civilization and the Confederation of Independent Systems, maintaining
Considering the complicated relationship of mutual suspicion between Tang Xiao and Count Dooku, it can be said that he is the person who deserves the most credit.
Now over 60 years old, she still looks extremely capable. She never lets her hair exceed her cheek length, and she is always so calm and calm.
And her husband, Francis Underwood, the current Prime Minister of the Principality of Dawn, was now roaring loudly in the living room like a raging bull. He was so angry that he grabbed a wine bottle from nowhere and asked for it again.
Smash it down.
"Oh! That won't work." Claire Underwood stopped her coldly and said: "This bottle of wine is the luminous fruit wine sent from the planet Malastar. In fact, compared to smashing this bottle of wine, I
I suggest you have a drink."
"I...Fuck..." Francis Underwood raised his hand and wanted to smash it down, but finally held back. He suddenly loosened the tie around his neck, opened the bottle cap and drank it hard.
Big mouth.
This frighteningly expensive luminous fruit wine was indeed quite useful. Although Francis's chest was still heaving violently, he finally calmed down and stopped smashing things.
"That guy! That guy still removed Chris Anderson! Fuck!!" Francis Underwood cursed, his face turned red, "Why? Ah, for Operation Plan Zero! For this absurdity
He will remove all those who do not follow his will with just one word!!"
"Chris Anderson? Are you talking about the Deputy Minister of Supply Chain of the Star Region?" Claire Underwood stepped forward, took the bottle from her husband, and took a sip from the mouth of the bottle.
Returning the bottle to him, "He failed to meet the material needs of Planet Vazian for four consecutive months, which caused the construction period of the Dyson ring to be delayed for at least two months. It was expected that it would be replaced.
In this matter, instead of worrying about why he was replaced, why don't you think about why you didn't make a plan for his replacement four months in advance?"
Francis pointed at Claire and shook his index finger, and said: "Don't talk to me like that, Claire. You should know what we are facing now. You should know that no matter who they replace, the result will only be worse.
!Tang Xiao, yes! That’s right! It’s him!”
"Withdrawing Chris Anderson doesn't mean he has to say anything." Claire Underwood dusted off her cigarette, "Who did it?"
"Zemo." Francis Underwood spit out a name through his teeth.
Claire nodded slightly, slightly surprised, "Oh? Zemo? I can probably understand why you are so angry."
"He is a sycophant! A stinky dog who only knows how to lick Tang Xiao's thigh!!" Francis Underwood said, "He should not be responsible for the appointment of any officials at all! But he still did it! And he
Did it!! Why? Yes, because he is the dog beside Tang Xiao!! You understand!! Even the words of a dog beside Tang Xiao can be useful!!"
"Now under the general premise of Operation Plan Zero, you can indeed do anything under this banner. You can't change it." Claire said lightly.
"That's the problem." Francis Underwood took another sip of wine, "What is Operation Plan Zero? It's a crazy idea that a bunch of war lunatics from the Supreme Command came up with after they got high on spice!!
It was an idea they came up with to cater to Tang Xiao, the biggest lunatic! As long as Tang Xiao is happy, a large amount of money and materials will be invested! Then they are happy! Because they have more power! But what about the result?
?Who will bear the consequences!!??”
Claire didn't speak, just smoked silently, leaving Francis with a sharp profile.
"This plan is to let all of us die, do you understand? This is a crazy behavior that I can't even call it gambling." Francis Underwood's eyes were a little red, "Obviously we can have more
Good choice! I always thought that the completion of the Dyson Ring would make those crazy people calm down and see our construction results! See our future! But no! What they are talking about now is how to make more progress with the support of the Dyson Ring.
Well go ahead with that bullshit Operation Plan Zero!!”
Claire still didn't speak. She came to the table, put out her cigarette, and raised her hand to wave. Francis handed the bottle over almost instinctively, and she took it and took another big sip.
After venting for a while, Francis Underwood seemed to be tired. He sat down directly on the ground along the legs of the table and said with a long sigh, "Twenty years ago, he was just a hairless boy with a hairless mouth.
Come and beg me, and plan with me a vision of the so-called Imperial Prime Minister..."
"But you believed it." Claire Underwood knelt down gently, side by side with her husband, and handed over the cigarette case. After Francis took out a cigarette, she helped him light it with a classic match.
"It's not so much that I believe it, but that it's my only choice." Francis blew out a long column of smoke into the sky. "After a little understanding of the situation at that time, I realized that the Galactic Republic at that time was far from what I was qualified to do.
The stage to set foot on. My only choice is to be here, in the fourth civilization. But..."
"War." Claire said the word for him.
"That's right...war." Francis shook his head, "All he thinks about is war, and all he wants is war." (End of Chapter)