Extraordinary pedigree

Hart calmed down and tried his best to relax a little from the nervousness when they first met.

The contents of the documents in his hand became more and more complex as he read them, and he did not fully understand many terms, especially those related to magic and interdimensional terms.

He didn't want to show that he didn't know anything about any of this during the first meeting, so he decided to read everything carefully before asking for specific details.

Hart's fingers gently turned the paper, and his eyes quickly scanned the last few pages of the document.

The content mentioned here began to become more realistic and concrete, and the multiple projects that Zhujie Construction Unlimited Company and the Administration Bureau would launch in the quarantine area came into his eyes one by one.

Hart frowned slightly. Although the content of the document sounded very good, it was always much simpler to talk about it on paper than to actually implement it.

"Can these projects actually be implemented? Can the Authority deliver on their promises?"

These questions swirled in Hart's mind.

He turned to the last few pages, and the terms in the document gradually involved the details of the cooperation between World Construction Co., Ltd. and the Infected Persons Union.

This company not only aims to build infrastructure, but also plans to recruit infected people into the construction team, relying on the extraordinary physique and abilities of infected people to accelerate the progress of the project.

Hart could feel from reading between the lines that the Administration was planning a comprehensive and rigorous construction plan, and the infected would not only be participants in this plan, but might even become a key force.

Hart's heart was filled with many questions and...expectations.

He raised his head and looked at Xia Xiu, trying to find the answer from the expression of the heavenly sword holder.

However, the blond young man still had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were calm and calm.

"Have you finished reading?"

Xia Xiu spoke softly, his voice as calm as ever, but it made Hart feel a trace of invisible oppression.

Hart nodded subconsciously. Although there were still many questions swirling in his mind, he felt that he had to speak first.

"Your plan... looks very... grand, and I can feel your determination to change the entire quarantine area, and even the entire group of Terra infected people. But..."

He paused briefly, his eyes falling on the document in his hand.

"I don't quite understand how all this should be implemented for our union? These seemingly complex projects...can we really do it?"

Xia Xiu smiled slightly, as if he had expected Hart to have such questions.

He leaned forward slightly and tapped his fingers on the table twice.

"Don't worry, all your questions will be answered. This is not a task that you do alone, and the Authority will support you every step of the way.

We will open the resources of the think tank ‘Adam’ for your use, and it will provide you with scientific advice and detailed planning. "

He paused for a moment, his golden eyes gentle but profound, as if he could see through Hart's heart:

"With Adam's help, the infected group can not only successfully complete these projects, but also move towards a new future. The infected will unite under the banner of the Kingdom of Heaven. You will no longer be an isolated group, but an important part of the new world. Components.”

After Xia Xiu answered some of Hart's questions, he changed the topic and his tone became more direct.

Too many empty words can make people feel vague, but only by telling the other party specific plans and what they can actually do can truly eliminate doubts in their hearts.

He pointed at the document in Hart's hand, smiled slightly, and said to Hart:

"You should have seen the Purgatory Gate platform construction plan mentioned above, right?"

Hart nodded, his brows furrowed slightly, with confusion in his tone:

"That's one of the things I kind of don't understand."

Xia Xiu had a faint smile on his face, and he already understood Hart's questions.

"The Purgatory Gate Platform is an extremely important part of my plan."

He explained:

"This is a pivotal point connecting the new world, the junction, and all the worlds."

"It will not just be an ordinary station, it will carry extraordinary people, students, nobles and passengers on special missions. We plan to build multiple functional levels, each level leading to different areas and train lines. This means , in the future, we will be able to transport large numbers of people and resources quickly and efficiently, and even directly connect to other planes.”

Xia Xiu crossed his fingers and leaned his elbows on the table, as if he was describing a grand blueprint in his mind.

"Of course." He smiled slightly, his tone slightly relaxed.

"These may seem a bit far away to you, after all, this is part of the future. But at this stage, I plan to use an existing wonder building in Terra as a template to reproduce the initial idea of ​​​​this platform."

"We will first copy... imitate it - Platform 9 of King's Cross Station in Fog City."

"Platform 9?" Hart looked confused. He seemed to have never heard of this thing.

"It's normal to not recognize this name when you hear it. In fact, this platform has always been in the hands of the Fog City Magic Association and is almost never open to the public. It is a special train platform for the noble thaumaturges of the monarchy faction, and it belongs to their private domain. Even those thaumaturges who are born as civilians are no different from the Muggles they call them."

The supremacy of blood has always been a criticism of the Fog City thaumaturgy circle... Well, in Fog City itself, they still continue the tradition and like to use the word 'magic'.

『Your bloodline determines your destiny.』

This is one of the oldest and most powerful families in the Clock Tower. The family leader Barthomeloi’s famous extreme remarks are also the motto of their family.

In the concept of pure-blood families, bloodline is the foundation of magic power. Only magicians with noble bloodline are worthy of mastering powerful magic and gaining a foothold in the magic world. This idea has been widely supported in the Clock Tower, especially in the struggle with low-blood magicians.

In Xia Xiu’s crossed hands, his thumbs turned up and down, showing an interesting sense of casualness.

How can you not build wonders when farming develops?

Moreover, his platform construction is not a simple wonder building. It is the track that connects the world in the future. In the later stage of development, it can also lay various ether tracks, allowing people to use the power of the [Golden Tree] to travel in the plane.

However, Xia Xiu is sure that he controls the Administration, replicates King’s Cross Station, and even opens a school soon...

It is inevitable that he will be cricketed behind the scenes by the Fog City Magic Aristocrats.

Why do those guys who value bloodline above all else cricket? He even thought of the lines in his own school.

"Why don't angels go to kill gods and demons, but instead teach mudbloods magic? Ah, is the Kingdom of Heaven going to change its business?"

From the past 28 holy families to the current 12 monarchs of the clock tower, the nobles of the Fog City are all the same.

In the magic system of the Fog City, magic is obtained through bloodline and family inheritance.

The magician family accumulates magic knowledge and magic power through generations of hard work, and usually has a more powerful magic circuit (the magic channel in the magician's body, similar to the inheritable version of the thaumaturgy circuit in the genealogy).

Therefore, the strength of the Fog City magician often depends on the family's history, inheritance, and the number and quality of magic circuits.

The Fog City's lifeline is controlled not only by the clock tower, but also by the Fog City Magic Association. They are the core organization in the Fog City's extraordinary world and are responsible for managing the activities of magicians.

The Fog City Magic Association is an extremely elite organization that only serves those magician families with noble bloodlines.

Many powerful magician families control important positions in the Magic Association. The twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower are typical representatives of this power structure.

As an extremely closed and elitist organization, the Magic Association has almost no chance for civilians to enter the magic world in its operation.

The barrier between the magic world and the ordinary world is very strong. The Magic Association will do everything it can to hide the existence of magic and prevent ordinary people from contacting the power of magic.

If the three colleges were established in Fog City, they would definitely be "broken" by those magic families on the genealogy forum, and the Fog City government would probably resist violently and even become enemies with the Kingdom of Heaven.

The Holy Church, the secular product of the first generation of the Kingdom of Heaven, had a fierce conflict with the Magic Association.

The main doctrine of the first generation of the Pope was to protect the will of the Kingdom of Heaven and the Church Think Tank and eliminate all forces that were regarded as heresy.

Although the Holy Church did not completely hostile to all magic, they had a very strict attitude towards the behavior of magicians, especially those magic involving souls, immortality or dark forces would be regarded as heresy by the church.

The Magic Association just happened to conflict with the cross of the church at that time, in various senses.

When the Kingdom of Heaven lost control of the Church, the Church think tank [Mastema] went on a killing spree, hunting heretics, wizards and magicians.

The Magic Association was the first to be hit, and the 28th Saint Family stood at the forefront of the anti-Church, and the two sides tore their faces and fought.

Platform 9 of King's Cross Station is the relic of the original front line. The 28th Saint Family was chopped down by the Church to only 13, and the Church was killed by the Magic Association. Several archbishops and a pope.

Moreover, when the first sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven wiped out the Church, the Magic Association also made a lot of efforts behind the scenes.

Now the second secularization product of the Kingdom of Heaven - the Administration and the Third Academy of the Kingdom of Heaven.

The people of the Fog City Magic Association are probably going to have PTSD when they see it now.

The fact that the Administration is widely infected and allows people to bring their skills to the door makes them smell something wrong.

Now, the rumors from the outside world that the Kingdom of Heaven is going to establish the Third Academy to implement the education policy of teaching without discrimination make them feel even more numb.

There are actually quite a few thaumaturgical schools in Terra that teach everyone, and Deer Academy is one of them. When the Clock Tower saw them, it pinched its nose, ignored the mudblood representatives, and endured it. It was still able to smile and communicate with the people with magical blood in Deer Academy in a friendly manner.

At least, there is no fierce conflict between the extraordinary ideology of Deer Academy and the Magic Association, and it can even be said that Deer Academy does not have any extraordinary ideology.

But the academy of Heaven, damn!!!

How did the Holy Church lose control in the past, and how did the Holy Twenty-Eight Families at the peak of the Magic Association be chopped to pieces.

Doesn't his Heaven have any tricks?

At the beginning, if the first sword holder of Heaven didn't come down, the Magic Association planned to open the [Spirit Tomb], pull out the [Sword in the Stone], liberate all the holy relics, and use all the foundation of the association to fight the Holy Church.

Look at the utopian extraordinary ideology and the pure bloodism of the Fog City. No matter how you look at it, they will fight.

In the past, the angels of Heaven were high above and had big fists, so everyone sought common ground while reserving differences, and one superpower made many strong.

However, if you want to secularize now, conflicts are inevitable.

It is estimated that the conflict between the Holy Church and the Magic Association will be replicated in the Third House of Heaven.

Of course, the conflict will be slightly better than before, from the clergy and magicians fighting each other to fighting between college students.

Xia Xiu usually has the habit of reading newspapers. Among the many media in Terra, the official media that is malicious to him, the fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, is the Fog City Broadcasting Company, which broadcasts all kinds of false statements every day.

What human rights accusations, what extermination accusations, what operators under the jurisdiction of the Administration are being sold for organs...

After the first phase of the Purgatory Gate Platform and the Third Academy are established, he will also disgust the people in the Fog City.

Hart does not understand these twists and turns, and he has never heard of such a grand concept, especially the concept of the Purgatory Gate Platform. It sounds more than just a transportation hub, but more like a symbol of the change of the times.

Although he does not know much about the so-called "Platform 9", from Xia Xiu's description, he can clearly feel that this platform represents the invisible barrier of the privileged class to some extent.

"The Administration also needs its own Speed ​​Construction Company, and the Purgatory Gate Platform is the breakthrough point needed at the beginning of the company's establishment."

The fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven continued, his voice a little high.

"It will not only be a transportation hub, carrying the flow of extraordinary users, but also a bridge connecting Terra to the heavens and the world in the future."

After saying this, Xia Xiu let go of his crossed hands, gently rubbed his chin with his right hand, and raised his eyes slightly, as if thinking about some future layout.

Then, he showed a slightly evil smile, and his tone became more relaxed:

"When the platform is built and opened to traffic, I would like to invite several big figures from the monarchy faction in Fog City to come and visit. After all, the times are progressing, and those old guys in Fog City should learn from it and not always stick to their ivory towers."

After slightly expressing his evil taste, he continued to say to Hart:

"These plans, Mr. Hart, will not be accomplished overnight, but as long as we take the first step, the future will become clearer and clearer. You don't have to doubt the power of the infected, and don't underestimate the role of your union-the corrected value economy and the new world system are much more convenient than you think."

The last conversation between Xia Xiu and Hart has entered the details. The two have carefully discussed the details of the reconstruction of the quarantine area and the joining of the union.

While Xia Xiu was talking, he took out a small ball from the drawer of his desk and handed it to Hart.

This small ball looks like some kind of mechanical peripheral, with a smooth surface and moderate size, suspended in the air, and its round shape looks like some kind of cute Q-version doll.

There is a simplified expression panel on the front of the ball. The big eyes on the panel blink from time to time, and the expression changes with the atmosphere, which looks both anthropomorphic and full of technology. Hart stared at it, his heart full of novelty.

Xia Xiu looked at Hart's reaction, with a smile on his lips, and joked in a relaxed tone: "In the future, this kind of thing will spread throughout Terra, and even in every corner of human beings. Whether it is a supernatural person or an ordinary person, they will have it."

Hart was slightly stunned and took the ball. Although he felt that this sounded like a joke, facing Xia Xiu's relaxed and humorous tone, he was a little speechless.

[Hello, Adam X civilian version is at your service——]

[Do you need to turn on the custom mode? ]

[Do you need to name me? ]

The small ball floated beside his hand, flickering blue light, like a small intelligent assistant, blinking from time to time, looking at Hart.

"This thing... looks interesting."

Hart touched the ball with a little curiosity, and the ball instantly made a brisk "beep" sound, its eyes lit up, and its expression changed to a smiley face, as if responding to his touch.

Xia Xiu smiled and nodded, saying casually:

"Don't worry, it's much smarter than you think, it will be a good partner for you at work. If you have any problems, it can help you solve them. I can be considered half of his father, I wrote a lot of Easter egg programming in it, and the emoticons on it are also one of my masterpieces."

He then added jokingly: "But you have to be careful, it will also remind you when to finish the work, don't think about being lazy."

Hart listened and couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that the words of the sword bearer in heaven made him relax a lot of nervousness.

Xia Xiu's humor and approachability made the meeting seem relaxed and natural, completely different from the serious conversation he had imagined.

He carefully held the small ball in his hand. Although he was still curious about this little thing, he began to realize that the changes brought about by the Administration were far more extensive and far-reaching than he had imagined.

Finally, Xia Xiu finished his last few instructions, and Hart had some more relevant documents in his hands.

He sorted out his thoughts, stood up, bowed slightly to Xia Xiu, and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Abraham." Hart's voice was full of respect and gratitude.

Xia Xiu waved slightly, his tone still calm:

"Don't be so reserved, Mr. McDowell. Remember, I look forward to working with your union. There is still a long way to go in the future."

Hart nodded, took the small ball and the documents, and left the office with mixed feelings.

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When Hart walked out of the door, the dazzling sunlight fell on the ground, and the golden beams that penetrated the clouds gently sprinkled on his face.

He subconsciously squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the warm light all over his body, bringing a kind of peaceful comfort.

His heart seemed to gradually calm down at this moment.

The outside world seemed to be completely different from what he had seen before.

Hart gently held the small ball and looked down. The pair of round electronic eyes on the mechanical ball blinked, with a lively and naughty expression.

Hart couldn't help but smile slightly, and his fingers gently touched it, as if he was communicating with it in some kind of silent way.

At this time, he felt a sense of expectation and responsibility that he had never had before, a sense of mission that he had never felt so strongly as a union leader.

He looked up and looked into the distance. The sunlight in front of him shone on the ruins of the quarantine zone. The isolation wall slowly fell down with the roar of the bulldozer. The moment it collapsed into dust, it seemed that an era also ended with the collapse of this wall.

The high walls that once imprisoned the infected, the cold isolation and discrimination, are gradually disappearing in the dust of history.

"A brand new era." Hart muttered to himself.

The depression and hesitation in his heart finally dissipated at this moment.

The pain and confusion of the past were diluted by the sunshine and new hope, and replaced by a firm belief.

He took a deep breath and felt unprecedented relaxation, as if he had unloaded the burden on his shoulders for many years.

The steps under his feet became lighter, and the footsteps became more powerful in the sun.

"Hugh Abraham, that lord... He is really the one who can change the fate of Terra."

This idea emerged in Hart's mind and quickly occupied all his thoughts.

He had never believed so firmly that that person, the fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, the leader of the Administration, would become the one who changed the fate of the entire Terra.

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Gu, I've been thinking about it for so long, I'll go back and see if Hearthstone China has been repaired. Gu, I didn't expect it, gu, sure enough, it's still a bunch of ****