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The LJ-5 planet only has a number and no official name, but people who know it call it the "junk planet."

This garbage star has a different meaning from the previous Rebosi star. The "garbage" here refers to people.

Only the poorest people who can no longer survive will live on this planet. If you don’t even have a house to live in, then you are garbage among garbage.

In other words, it’s an interstellar version of slums.

The streets here are old, dirty, narrow and dark, and there are no regular cleaning robots, because once these robots appear on the streets, they will be robbed by beggars and then sold as scrap metal for money.

On this day, a homeless scavenger was lucky enough to pick up a retro radio in a deserted corner.

Many people here are gangsters. They don't even have optical computers. Instead, single-function electrical appliances have returned to people's lives.

The homeless man looked around vigilantly and quickly stuffed the radio into his ragged pocket. It could be seen from his actions that he was lame.

However, at this moment, the radio buzzed twice and began to broadcast federal news:

"...On February 2, local time, the federal government's action to the planet Rebos to receive underage immigrants met with strong resistance from the staff of Xiaocao Nursery. An armed confrontation broke out between the two sides, resulting in 13 federal soldiers being slightly injured and 59 People were seriously injured.

"In the spirit of humanitarianism, the federal government has urgently screened matching adoptive families for the 560 orphans on the planet Rebos. These families are all middle class, and there are even many government dual-income families. What exactly is Xiaocao Nursery? What are you planning to do? The reporter is investigating..."

The homeless man should have cut off the sound of the radio immediately, but in a strange move, he just turned down the volume. He didn't turn off the power completely until he had listened to all the news.

He sat blankly in a corner filled with garbage, his head lowered in thought.

Suddenly, a tall woman stood in front of him. All the tramp's escape routes were blocked by the woman's companions.

The woman half-crouched in front of the homeless man, took out her military ID card from the inner compartment of her denim jacket, and waved it in front of him.

"Will Walton, a native of the LJ-5 planet, a former mecha warrior of the Fifth Legion's Bayonet Team. He disappeared after the mission failed twelve years ago. In fact, after being taken back to the Federation, he was secretly Disposed of...am I right?"

The homeless man raised his face nervously. Under the beard and dirt on his face, there was a face that was once extremely upright and sunny.

For the sake of the Federation he loves, he can risk his own life in carrying out his mission.

For the sake of the Federation I love, I will never lose myself even if I see a beautiful mermaid in my dream.

However, the Federation he loved... had reduced him to his current situation. If he hadn't escaped astutely, none of the five people who were taken back together would have survived!

The woman put her military ID card away, without speaking loudly, and only said a simple sentence: "Although it is a bit arrogant to say this... You may no longer trust the Federation, but what about the Swift family?"

While Tracy was searching for evidence everywhere, as the news said, a battle had just ended on the planet Rebos.

It is no longer a unilateral crushing between humans and Zerg, but a confrontation between humans.

The teachers and students of Xiaocao Kindergarten were unscathed, and some important buildings were preserved intact due to the protective cover of the group or the Interstellar Alliance. However, the vegetable field suffered another disaster, and the paper people were working hard to clean up the mess with their robots.

Children still cannot understand what happened these days, but the hundreds of teenagers who are about to become adults feel that they are filled with panic.

When they grow up, their brains can no longer restrict them from accessing the Internet, so they naturally understand the situation outside.

Previously, some unscrupulous netizens clamored to send them away for research. They were also very angry. The support of the Star Alliance was like a reassurance.

Now, the Caesar Federation wants to take them away with perfect excuses, so conflicts arise as a last resort.

Can the academy withstand future pressure? Will people on the Internet call them traitors? Also, will the futures originally planned by many children be disrupted?

"Hongliu, why don't you read a book?" Fu Rui had just finished one hundred pull-ups and returned to the rest area to find a drink of water. She saw Hongliu wearing myopia glasses and looking at the light spots outside the window in a daze.

"It's useless to look at it, just throw it in the dormitory." Hongliu sighed, and the high ponytail on the back of his head drooped down listlessly.

"How could it be useless? Aren't we going to take the college entrance examination on the next planet together?" Fu Rui optimistically hugged her good sister and comforted her.

Hongliu said: "I feel something is wrong. I read a lot of news and public opinions..."

"Don't look at that. Politicians are always full of lies."

"No, what I mean is that our planet Rebos seems to have a very complicated relationship with the Caesar Federation. To put it more simply, we should not be federal citizens."

Fuu paused for a moment, then said "Oh", "Then what? So what if it's not? Going to school in the Federation is just like studying abroad?"

"What if the relationship between the two parties deteriorates? What if there is a war? Our studies, the economic income of our planet, and the safety of our younger brothers and sisters..."

Hongliu felt that there were so many things that she had to worry about. It was better when she was a child. If she was stupid, she wouldn't have to think about so many things.

Seeing that Fu Rui still had an expression on her face that said, "Then I'll beat him, or at worst I won't go to college." She sighed and said, "Forget it, I can't explain it to you, a fan of the principal's brain."

In fact, it is not just students who have these concerns, but also some faculty and staff.

Xiao Wang, the librarian of the academy, yawned. When he saw Zhang Zhaodi and Osmond coming together, he immediately waved and said hello.

"Teacher Zhang, Teacher Osmond, you're here again for an appointment... well, to read a book?"

If it had been before, Osmond would have lowered his head shyly, and then Zhang Zhaodi took out their employee cards, swiped them to get a seat, and dragged them in.

But today, both of them were a little absent-minded.

When Zhang Zhaodi swiped her card to choose a seat, she frowned and said, "Isn't it the weekend today? Why are there so few people?"

The children in the academy are very eager to learn. After clarifying their future development direction, they will write a letter of application and submit it, and a dedicated instructor will discuss their future plans with them.

After that, these children will either find individual tutoring with AI teachers and study by themselves after class, or they will prepare for the federal college entrance examination and go out for further studies.

Every weekend, there are always so many students coming to the library for self-study. If you don't come early, you won't be able to get a seat.

Zhang Zhaodi has also developed the habit of reading in the past ten years. She likes the learning atmosphere among students. Slowly, she went from being alone to having Osmund by her side.

Osmond guessed: "It's been too chaotic recently and everyone is very uneasy."

Xiao Wang also worriedly asked the elderly in the academy: "Teacher Zhang, are we about to lose our jobs?"