Survival of the Stars: Rise of the Fourth Scourge

Under the table, Linda tugged on Jessica's sleeve.

This made Jessica turn her head slightly, and looked at Linda beside her.

Facing Jessica's questioning gaze, Linda whispered, "Jessica, you didn't make an agreement with the people of the "Freedom and Democratic Federation" in advance."

Jessica shook her head and said, "Before the meeting, I had no contact with them."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Linda's eyes.

If it wasn't good, why did the "Freedom and Democracy" coalition make this decision?

Are you showing favor to the "Dawn Council"?
Thinking of this, Linda couldn't help but look at the chairman of the council, Ji Mingwen, who was sitting on the main seat.

Looking at it, the sudden chill in her heart made Linda shiver.

"Linda, what's wrong?"

Jessica, who noticed Linda's strangeness, asked.

Linda shook her head slightly, and looked away from Ji Mingwen with a look of surprise.

"I...I'm fine..."

Even though she said so, a trace of doubt flashed in Linda's eyes.

What's wrong with her?
Why did Chairman Ji Mingwen give her a very inexplicable feeling.

It was a very sick feeling, like a caterpillar crawling on your hand.

"Since everyone has no objections, then I will not refuse. In this war against the "Blue Devils", I will personally assume the position of fleet commander."

what?
Ji Mingwen, the chairman of the council, will personally lead the alliance fleet to the battlefield?
Ji Mingwen's decision made everyone at the conference table look shocked.

The battlefield is extremely dangerous, and if you don't pay attention, you will die in the boundless universe.

Is this necessary?
Why put yourself at risk?

Many people couldn't understand Ji Mingwen's feelings.

Not to mention other forces, even the members of the "Dawn Council" were stunned.

"Linda, don't you think it's too strange?"

The meeting, which lasted nearly two hours, finally came to an end.

In the long metal corridor, Linda and Jessica walked side by side.

Linda nodded, and pondered: "It's really strange. Is there no one in the "Dawn Council"? No matter what, the chairman of the council Ji Mingwen doesn't need to go to the battlefield in person. I really don't know what the chairman of the council Ji Mingwen thinks. "

"Maybe it's for peace of mind..."

"You don't need to go to the battlefield to be stable. As the master and the initiator of the assembly order, the "Dawn Council" is the commander of the fleet, so there will be no disputes. That's why I Announcing the reasons for backtracking for the post of Commander of the Fleet."

"Whatever, it doesn't matter whoever is the fleet commander, as long as it's someone from the "Dawn Council"."

"This is also..."

In the long metal corridor, the figures of the two gradually faded away.

On the other side, in Dongfang City, in a certain room of the Ministry of Government Affairs.

"Are all the people in the military department dead? Or are the three of us making you restless? No matter what, it's not your turn to go to the battlefield in person as the head of the council. We cannot agree with your order."

In the room, Yang Meiling, who is the three major marshals of the military department, Jing Siyuan, Xu Zhen approached the chairman of the parliament "Ji Mingwen".

Facing the menacing three men, Ji Mingwen smiled faintly.

He got up and stood up, looking at the cityscape outside and at the higher sky.

"I knew you would come, and I knew you couldn't understand what I did, but I must be the commander of the fleet."

Hearing this, Yang Meiling, Jing Siyuan, and Xu Zhen frowned slightly.

What is the reason for the president of the parliament to be so stubborn.

Yang Meiling asked: "Chairman of the Parliament, can you tell us the reason?"

Turning around, Ji Mingwen looked at the three of them.

The expression on his face became serious, and he said: "In this war with the Blue Devils, the Ghost Race is the main force, and I am the only one who has been in contact with the Ghost Race. I will be the fleet commander and will keep closer contact with the Ghost Race." Only in this way can we cooperate more effectively.”

In the end, the three were still persuaded by Ji Mingwen.

In a corridor with a side of transparent glass, the three stopped.

They stood in front of the window, looking at the diameter of the city outside.

"I used to think that it is difficult to change a person's personality, but now, I have changed this idea."

Jing Siyuan glanced at Xu Zhen's words, and said thoughtfully, "You mean the chairman of the council?"

Looking at Jing Siyuan, then at Yang Meiling, Xu Zhen asked, "Don't you think the president of the council has changed a lot recently?"

Hearing this, Yang Meiling and Jing Siyuan were silent.

Jing Siyuan was thinking about the scene when he talked with the chairman of the council recently.

Yang Meiling remembered what Marquis Wu had said to her.

And recently, for some reason, Marquis Wu, who was originally close to the chairman of the council, was gradually alienated by the chairman of the council.

Shaking his head, Jing Siyuan said: "Don't think about such troublesome things. Although the commander of the fleet is the "President of the Council", we are the leaders. Which of the three of us will go?"

"I go……"

"I go……"

Yang Meiling and Xu Zhen spoke out almost at the same time.

He looked at Yang Meiling, then at Jing Siyuan.

Xu Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said: "Come on, you guys don't argue anymore, I'll go."

Looking back at the city view outside the window, Yang Meiling said calmly: "Then go together, everyone will bring half of the fleet."

Regarding Yang Meiling's proposal, Xu Zhen and Jing Siyuan looked at each other.

Xu Zhen smiled and said: "Alright, let's go together, anyway, we are not the main force, let's join in this fun together."

Turning around and continuing along the corridor, Yang Meiling walked away quickly.

Looking at Yang Meiling's graceful back, Xu Zhen smiled.

He turned to Jing Siyuan and asked: "Why, haven't you embraced the beauty yet?"

Turning his head to look at Yang Meiling's fading figure, Jing Siyuan let out a long sigh.

"Don't sigh, the more beautiful a person is, the harder it is to chase. There are a lot of people staring at her below, but they just don't dare, but you are different. As a marshal, your chances are much greater than theirs."

Looking away from Yang Meiling, Jing Siyuan looked out the window again.

"Probably because the time is too short, the pain left by the earth has not been eliminated..."

Xu Zhen was silent about Jing Siyuan's words.

He followed Jing Siyuan's gaze and looked out the window.

Those who can survive don't have their own stories.

They are not young anymore, and each of them is about to turn four.

How can you not have your own family on earth.

Although people have to look forward to life, the pain of the past is not so easy to eliminate.

Patting Jing Siming on the shoulder, Xu Zhen comforted him: "Brother, take your time, it's probably because you can't escape, and the days to come are still long."

Without saying anything more, Xu Zhen turned and left.

After Xu Zhen left, Jing Siming was the only one left in the huge corridor.

Soon, the corridor became empty and empty.