black queen hypothesis

Except for the Federal President, no one has the honor of going out to greet him in person; similarly, except for the Federal President, no one is qualified to live in a tower that is almost as tall as the emperor's living quarters, separated only by the colorful atrium garden.

"Measured in half a year, Quinn's action can be described as amazing."

When Bacall said this, he was standing behind Silvio, watching the tall figure of him standing in front of the window.

Silvio knew why the other party expressed such emotion.Because Bacall, like him, had seen with his own eyes the dilapidated scene when the palace was captured.

"Does this verify my previous statement that he will unify the empire?" Bacall asked softly, but he didn't really need an answer because the facts were right in front of him. "You didn't expect it then, did you?"

Silvio admitted only partly. "Not all of them."

But that was enough for Bacall. "So not only did you never think of executing him, but you also imagined that he would ascend to the throne." He came to such a conclusion - he knew before that he would strongly oppose it, but now he knew that he had no choice but to - "Okay, I admit that I don't understand the so-called great power game theory."

"Because I had an intuition at that time." Silvio answered the question from the side, and still didn't look back.

Bacall suddenly wanted to complain, did you have an intuition that you must be bound to Quinn?But now that the atmosphere is serious, he didn't want to ruin it for the time being, so he continued to ask: "What intuition?"

"Veras is different from his father." Sylvio said, his tone obviously lost in memory, "Veras is more rational."

...Is this to say that the previous emperor was irrational in taking tough measures against the disputed territories, or that Vilas is a terrible guide who is so rational that he can control the sudden fusion fever?

No matter which point, Bacall agrees to the point that he couldn't agree more.Because of this, he was a little at a loss. "So you want to tell me, no matter what you say to the outside world, we signed the peace agreement this time?"

"It's best." Silvio's answer was no longer official. "I believe that Villas also does not want war. With this major premise, we can seek common ground while reserving differences."

Bacall sorted out the matter twice in his mind.

The empire provoked first—the federation counterattacked successfully—and signed a peace agreement. There is basically no problem with this general direction.The failure of Vilas' exile was the fault of the pirates, not the Federation; furthermore, the sudden death of the former emperor in the middle of the war, which caused Vilas to temporarily take over the task of Marshal of the Empire, had nothing to do with the Federation. .

"Okay, it looks like there's only negotiation left." Bacall shrugged, "It's not within the scope of my duties anyway; I just need to be able to eat, drink, and play with me."

Silvio did not respond to this deliberately casual attitude. "Any news about what happened yesterday?"

Bacall immediately slapped his forehead. "Oh, look at me, just thinking about the empire...you'd like to see it," he laughed a little slyly, "Mr. Blanco's personal experience is mostly unremarkable, but a small part is quite intriguing."

The intriguing part, Silvio soon knew——

Ige Blanco awakened as a guide at the age of 14.This is already two years later than the normal enrollment period of the White Tower, so that he was 21 years old when he graduated from the White Tower.For a relatively small number of guides, this is not a big problem; the biggest problem is that his pheromone compatibility range is extremely narrow.

This matter can be said to be good for the dark sentinel, but it is flawed for ordinary sentinel guides.At least the White Tower believes that if any sentinel cannot be appeased, the existence of a guide is meaningless.

So Blanco didn't join the army or work as a mercenary after graduation like ordinary sentinel guides did.He applied for a job in many ways, and finally the "Interstellar Herald" accepted him, making him an unknown little reporter under its banner.

Blanco had been like this for the rest of his life.But perhaps misfortunes never come singly. Last year, he suffered a car accident that severely damaged the lobe tissue.Treatment is not difficult, but brain damage is likely to have a negative impact on the Sentinel Guide's abilities.

Speaking of which, most people may have already guessed——

Blanco was a blessing in disguise.The operation went very smoothly, it can be said to be perfect beyond imagination.Because when he used his guiding ability for the first time after the operation, he found that not only the concentration of his pheromone had increased a lot, but even the range of compatibility had broken through the bottleneck and had been astonishingly improved.

It's a perfect fit for a journalist's job.Because most people can't resist that very convincing smell, so the bamboo tube generally tells all the facts.

In this way, relying on shady cheating, in less than a year, Blanc rose to fame and became the new ace of the newspaper.

"If you just look at the data, I will only think that the time is too coincidental. After all, the time when Blanco underwent surgery and the time when you encountered Smits' special pheromone bomb|bomb were not long apart." Bacall concluded, "But now the smell It's like..." He shrugged again, his tone suddenly turned cold, "Too many chances are inevitable."

"Who tampered with his operation?" Silvio asked bluntly.

"Unfortunately, no - he has been living in Zhonglixing, in the hospital of Zhonglixing, and the doctor has no problems." Bacall said, "Although we are still investigating, if there is a black hand behind the scenes, then I have to It is said that they have done a very good job in the aftermath - because I am afraid that the person concerned does not know that he has been involved in a huge conspiracy."

Silvio frowned, and said after a while, "It's not like Smits."

Bacall had to agree.Because just acting in a low-key manner is completely different from pirates, "Maybe Smitz has a party that we haven't found?" He said, thinking of the pirates' suspicious sources of income again-no matter how much they rob, the Crystal Palace The luxurious buildings are still too exaggerated!

Silvio neither nodded nor shook his head. "If this is the case, you can reach out to the neutral star..."

He didn't go on, but Bacall understood. "It's hidden deep, and it's by no means an easy enemy...it's not good news for us."

But Silvio went further.He switched between the emperor's sudden death, the independence of the empire's galaxies, and the reporters whose pheromones were probably deliberately changed, and added other possible impact details, and initially formed a general context in his mind. "I think I need to see Vilas."

Bacall stared. "You mean this is the idea of ​​the Federation and the Empire at the same time?" It can't be that he just wants to meet his guide, right?

——No, why even I have started to acquiesce that Quinn is Silvio's guide?

When Bacall bitterly denied that he had been brainwashed, Silvio also denied his conjecture. "I think their biggest target is actually the Empire."

"……what?!"

It is not easy to see Vilas now, especially when he is surrounded by a group of sentries protecting him like a hen guarding its chicks.The private meeting Silvio hoped for failed, so he had to wait patiently until the official meeting in the afternoon——

According to the usual practice, the host will show the guests around to show the friendship of the landlord.Although both parties felt that it was not necessary, the important thing now was not what they thought, but what the whole interstellar world saw.

This created a grand scene of two well-dressed men and horses walking along the lake.In the beginning, a small group of five or six people communicated with each other; then, under the guidance of Silvio's eyes, Bacall bit the bullet and dragged Union to entangle Fitz—

No way, who made the future prime minister a hen head?

Silvio finally got the time he wanted alone with Vilas. "haven't seen you for a long time."

"I just saw you this morning." Vilas couldn't help reminding.He didn't think it was funny, because Silvio was never a random person. "Or would you like to say something else?"

Silvio really wants to say something else, the first one is why you don't reply me with a spiritual connection.But he knew the answer to this question early on, so he didn't intend to waste time and add embarrassment.In addition, they have already said a lot of polite words, and there is no need to say more.

"It's the meeting between the emperor and the president in the morning," he said, with a slight tentativeness. "Now it's you and me?"

Although interrogative sentences are used in the second half of the sentence, there is actually no interrogative tone.The corners of Vilas' mouth tightened slightly, and he nodded.

Silvio smiled happily. "I'm glad you admit we're friends."

Vilas felt that this might be a new strategy of retreating, but he couldn't deny everything.Also, although Silvio gave the impression of indifference to the public, it doesn't mean that the other party can't speak——

In fact, Silvio could make anything he said as sweet as love if he wanted to.Fitz obviously found out that all future ministers with him will be on the verge of an enemy; I don't know if Mr. Blanco who is in charge of the interview has found out.

Silvio carefully figured out the expression on Vilas' face. "And as a friend, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?" Vilas withdrew his divergent thoughts and returned a puzzled look.

"I saw someone very similar to you yesterday, just after our communication ended." Sylvio said, "I almost thought it was you, if I didn't know that you wouldn't show up."

The tone is not without complaint.Although Vilas was agitated by the hidden intimacy, he still quickly grasped the point. "Aren't you talking about pheromones? The reporter?"

"I just said the beginning and you got the whole truth." Silvio pretended to be helpless, but his eyes were full of smiles, "It makes me feel very unfulfilled."

In response, Vilas hooked the corner of his mouth.He didn't really laugh, because he was keenly aware that behind this kind of relaxation was actually a crisis - the other party must have known something to remind him. "Something about pirates?"

Silvio neither nodded nor shook his head. "I think you should know." At the same time, he used a spiritual connection to convey the second half of the sentence - there may be problems within the empire.

The meaning of this statement is much deeper.Vilas's eyes sharpened and he stopped.He was about to ask how you knew, but before he could exit he saw that the others were already striding over them. "Since your Excellency the President has such a good mood, why not try it in the evening, who is better at fishing?"

Silvio's smile deepened.Not only because the topic of Vilas turned quickly and naturally, but also because he captured Fitz's instantly ashamed expression when he heard this. "my pleasure."

The author has something to say: Fitz: It's not that our army is too incompetent, but that the enemy army is too cunning!