The wind in winter seems to be colder than ever.

Standing on the empty terrace, Zhou Yiming looked at the layers of forests and mountains in the distance, slowly narrowed his eyes, and fell into deep thoughts.

The door leading to the terrace opened quietly, and Clarice walked out holding a thick tweed coat. Her fluffy hair was casually tied behind her head. Although she did not wear a skirt as usual, her figure still did not lose points. Her plump body was both elastic and curved, full of the charm of a mature woman.

She gently put the coat on the general, then stepped back and stood behind Zhou Yiming. It seemed that there was the position she should stand, and it has been like this since the day she became the secretary of the Deputy Chief of Staff of the Federal Office.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Zhou Yiming did not turn around. He stared at the horizon with his sharp eyes, and his thin body trembled slightly in the cold wind.

Clarice stood there without answering, like a cold and lifeless sculpture.

She knew Zhou Yiming's habits better than anyone else. Whenever this happened, it meant that the general was struggling with fierce thinking. He would murmur and ask questions involuntarily. But these actions were not to ask others to give answers, but to make the final choice himself.

"From the day when human civilization was born, it has been accompanied by war and conspiracy. Historians always like to use "justice" and "darkness" to define various harm between each other. The Federation is no exception. Several centuries have passed since the Earth Age entered the universe. Human beings have been free from the constraints of population and resources, and have grown wildly at an unprecedented rate. Greed and ** also firmly occupy their minds like drug addiction. The so-called federation and pan-union are just political forms caused by uneven distribution of interests. Those who have already gained too much are unwilling and cannot give up at all. Only war can truly determine who can get the final say in this battle."

Zhou Yiming's voice was very loud, as if he was arguing with someone. Even Clarice, who was standing in the back of the side, could see that he was too excited and the veins that kept jumping on his neck.

"General, the wind is a bit strong, you should go back."

She hesitated for a few seconds and chose the rather subtle and most tactful way of persuasion.

"No! You don't understand! Clarice, you don't understand at all-----"

Zhou Yiming waved his right fist hard and slammed the air without any substance in front of him: "The Federation is over. From the day those bastards decided to divide the citizens and civilians, the country has gone to death step by step. Short-sighted politicians only see the favorable side of society, but never consider the fire that may burst at any time under suppression. 100,000 yuan is divided into two completely different classes. Moreover, they are constantly abandoning more bankrupt people. Of course, their way of thinking does make some sense. Only with money can you receive a better education and keep those on the edge of society at all times. This method of identity restriction is the most effective stimulating force. No one is willing to leave the civilized world, but they are never willing to be deprived of everything that originally belonged to them by politicians and powers."

"The system of identity differentiation originated from the proposal that has always been very famous on Earth's era - "regionalized prisons". According to the proposer at that time, elites and civilians constitute the entire human world. The specific division standards must be judged by a series of comprehensive factors such as the quantity of property, education level, and contribution to society. Hehehe... If the evaluation proposal proposed by that guy, only about 20,000 people in the whole world meet the standards. The total population on Earth at that time was as high as 6 billion."

Clarice remained silent. It was not that she didn't know what to say, but that she had heard such words from the general more than once.

"Set up an extremely huge and well-controlled prison to drive all civilians who do not meet the elite standards... From the age of the Earth until now, those guys have never changed this idea. I am not a historian. I don't know why the world war at the end of the Earth was. But they did get what they wanted most from the war, successfully formulated, and forced everyone to act according to their plans. A 100,000 yuan citizen reserve fund also appeared, and the distant ore planets turned into giant prisons after another... Those idiots and bastards thought they saved the entire human society and indirectly filled their pockets, but they would never see potential dangers. That... that is the extinction of the entire race, the complete destruction of civilization———"

Zhou Yiming's face turned pale. His hands holding the metal railing kept shaking. The violent shaking made the coat covered with his body slowly slide down, revealing his already thin but still tough shoulders.

Claris picked up his coat and silently put it on the general. She sighed. She lowered her voice, slowed down her speech, and slowly persuaded: "This is not a reality that you can change by yourself. You are a general. You can order me or make those officers and soldiers with lower ranks than you express obedience. But... there are too many things in this world that cannot be transferred by personal will. Just like the "elite plan" proposed by those people in the Earth era. Six billion is only a trivial part of the number of humans now. But even at that time, they did not dare to implement it publicly. They could only use the name of war and use auxiliary means to secretly make arrangements. Now... IMHO, although you can influence or control several planets, you cannot change the entire world."

These words stinged Zhou Yiming's heart like needles. He suddenly turned around and stared at Clarice with a fierce and ferocious gaze. At this moment, he released a faint murderous aura that was high above and covered the audience like a god of death. This made the beautiful female secretary shiver and reminded her again, who was the real master here.

"What, do you think I did something wrong?"

Rather than asking back, she was talking to herself. Clarice clearly felt that while saying this, the anger emanating from the general was gradually fading away. Instead, it was a faint sadness that she had never seen before and was the first time she had appeared in this old man.

"Zhao Yi was not wrong. It was because of me that the S12 battle was completely defeated. I used the wrong computer to deduce the data and misled the then Chief of Staff. So much so that all the reserve troops of the five divisions were put into defense, rather than attacking the fortress mines. He was right, the S12 people did die because of me. Among them, they also included his parents."

"That war had a great impact on the Federation. Two generals, six lieutenant generals and three major generals were removed. The parliament also triggered a new round of power replacement. I don't think I was doing anything wrong - at that time, the parliament and the military were discussing the new reserve system. Those guys were planning to increase the citizen margin limit to 150,000 yuan. Hahaha... Do you know what this means? 150,000, 150,000, according to this figure. At least three to five trillion people in the entire Federation were deprived of citizenship forever and exiled to the ore planet to become industrial civilians. And the reason for those guys is that the treasury tax revenue is not enough to pay the welfare of the people, and it is not enough to pay the huge salary of the federal civil servants-----"

Zhou Yiming smiled extremely crazy, like a mentally ill patient who was suddenly subjected to strong stimulation. He held the railing tightly, his eyes full of sarcasm and pain, and the laughter was accompanied by heavy breathing.

"For the benefit of ten percent, or even smaller proportions, 90 percent of companions must be sacrificed... This is the so-called civilized world? This is the so-called national interests? Hahaha! That boy Zhao Yi is right, he is indeed qualified to clamor for me. Ag64 is the result of his own operation. If anyone wants to occupy it, it will trigger the most direct conflict. But... who has thought about those civilians? Who has thought about those who have lost all their money and betrayed the dignity for the sake of 100,000 yuan? Those parents are willing to sell their bodies, their skin, and even their lives in order to keep their children citizenship. But if the limit of 100,000 yuan is increased to 150,000 yuan or even higher, what is the point of doing what they have worked hard to do?"

Zhou Yiming's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hoarse shouting exhausted his weak strength. He began to cough violently, staring at the distant horizon with blood-red eyes, staring at the distant horizon. It seemed that there was the real hope and the eternal place for faith and sustenance.

"Those industrial civilians...we, we have to do something for them."

Clarice nodded silently. She always felt that she had understood Zhou Yiming's thoughts, but suddenly realized that there were many things in it that were strange to her.

"Peace will only make people lazy. War is the most effective means to end sin."

Zhou Yiming said in a low voice: "The full-scale war between the Federation and the Pan-United Nations must be triggered, and a large number of troops will be damaged. The Federation will recruit more people to the army as quickly as possible. When the citizen resources are in danger and even exhausted, the parliament and the military will remember the civilians who were abandoned as social garbage... I don't know whether it is right or wrong to do this? Many people will die because of it. It is not a problem that can be solved by millions or tens of millions of soldiers, but a huge population of billions and overnumbers can completely reverse the reality of the situation. Sometimes, even I feel that I am the most evil devil. However, the Federation has been peaceful for too long, and the existing reserve system will only be aggravated over time. Imagine those children, imagine those unborn babies... I... I have no choice."

He seemed to be defending himself, but his words were pale and powerless.

"So, you haven't taken action against planet ag64?"

Clarice stepped forward and slowly supported the general's shoulder. Her voice was gentler than ever.

"Anyone has his own choice. At least, he does not discriminate against civilians, nor does he implement the so-called reserve system in the garrison area. It is far away from a civilized society and is a completely unique world. Even if the Federation and the Pan-United Nations are not dead and completely destroyed in war, the people who remain on that barren planet can form a new civilization."

Zhou Yiming smiled sarcastically and faintly: "For the sake of wishes and goals, I killed his parents. Perhaps, this can be regarded as compensation for his change of direction! Although... that kid may not understand at all. No wonder he is still young... Clarice bit his lips tightly and hugged the general's not-so-wide shoulders.

"There are many people who die because of me, but I can't find a second solution to the problem. But no matter what, I left enough power gaps and wiped out the desperate system. The saints and the devil... are actually the same."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Clarice didn't feel cold. She only felt the salty and hot liquid rolling in her eyes, and she just wanted to stay with the man in her arms. Until forever... Liao Qiu's business is getting bigger and bigger.

New Richmond on the Rose Planet has now become the most prosperous tourist city in the Pan United Empire. The areas around the "St. Hillman" hotel were purchased by Liao Qiu for a large sum of money and made it into an entertainment, erotic/emotional/place similar to New Minsk.

In the eyes of many people, Spiro, the dead ghost who was impersonated by Liao Qiu, has completed the transformation process from civilians to nobles—under the attack of a large number of banknotes. The United Empire gave the title of extremely noble baron to this former gangster who had made a significant conquest for regional business.

Liao Qiu knew very well that the status of aristocratic is the best reliance. When the number of bribery increased from hundreds of thousands to millions and then increased to tens of millions, his aristocratic status in the General Administration of Population Management of the United Empire gradually rose step by step, surpassing the viscount and the earl, firmly stably in the position of the marquis.

New Richmond is the fief of Marquis Liao Qiu. Even he himself couldn't tell how many slaves exist in this territory? They are the most profitable tools, and any noble can deprive them of their lives arbitrarily. This kind of thing actually happens every day in the pan-union area. Liao Qiu only focuses on one thing--how many banknotes flowing into his pocket from the entertainment area? How many of these small pieces of paper representing value were replaced with metal and machinery. They were transported back to AG64 by a huge fleet and sent to the distant Alpha Galaxy?

This money does not belong to Liao Qiu, but he enjoys the management process very much. He feels that he is born a spy, slowly absorbing blood from his opponents and strengthening himself... The Harvest Festival is the most important festival in the Pan United Empire.

The large restaurant on the second floor of "St. Hillmain" is full of high-class people wearing luxurious clothes. The long strip table is filled with various exquisite food, and waiters keep passing through the dense crowd, delivering a glass of alcoholic beverage to those who need them.

"The Empire Fleet discovered a resource planet south of Bojiang last month. Conservatively estimated that it can be mined for about fifty years."

"Have you heard that? Duke Manson's youngest son was confined. The young man/forced/raped the daughter of Marquis Molde. The two families turned against each other. Even the commercial cooperation project that had already been agreed upon was interrupted. Old Molde kept shouting that he would turn the boy from the Manson family into eunuchs... Hahaha! This kind of thing is really interesting, I just don't know who can hold on until the end?"

"The pirates on Route 3 are becoming more and more rampant, and those damn guys even dare to attack the patrol fleet. The empire should increase its efforts to clear the situation in this regard. Just like in the Middle Ages, all the pirate prisoners were crucified and they died of thirst and sunlight."

Liao Qiu held a glass of golden rum and walked back and forth between the crowd with a smile. He kept raising his glass to greet people he knew frequently, and he would also bend down to pay tribute to a prominent figure with a prominent identity under the introduction of others. However, many people had a rather false smile on their faces, or even just a superficial politeness. Some even directly expressed contempt and ridicule to him, but he still smiled the most sincerely.

Of course, Liao Qiu understood that these guys looked down on him. A nobleman from a gangster can never be compared with a real aristocrat. They just need each other - no matter who spends money in the "St. Hillman" hotel, they will be respected by Liao Qiu.

The inner walls around the hall are equipped with extremely sensitive listening instruments. Every word spoken by the nobles will be recorded and sent back to the planet AG64 as intelligence. Whether it is family secrets, private matters between celebrities and ladies, or major resolutions related to the future development direction of the empire, Liao Qiu will treat it as part of the information without reservation. Especially in this situation, it is easier to find the most confidential information with the help of alcohol and cheerful atmosphere.

In the corner of the hall surrounded by golden curtains, two colonels in the uniform of the Emperor were whispering. Although their voices could only be heard by each other, they never dreamed that the two ear pots with beautiful magnolias planted behind them had recorded all the conversation without missing a word.

"The Earth Federation Fleet has been frequently mobilized in recent times. In the area of ​​FH614, the exciting troops stationed in the margins have been added to two more divisions. Although the number of warships remains the same, most of the cruisers and destroyers have been replaced, and the share of heavy warships has been increasing again and again... It is said that there is also a particularly large warship, which is likely to be the latest destruction ship of the Federal Army." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!