Him and their stars.

Chapter 453 "Xenogeneic" City
On May 831, 5 in the common calendar, there is still one and a half months before the opening of the God of War Festival.

The riot a week ago has now come to an end.Even the comprehensive curfew that made the entire empire jump around has now been lifted.The cultural and political center of the Empire quickly returned to normal with a speed that left all citizens and foreign observers dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, the cheerful atmosphere of the festival, as if it had emerged from its hiding place, once again descended on the imperial capital.

Various official or folk celebrations to warm up the God of War Festival are still in an endless stream.Most people quickly forget the previous tension, and once again invest in the existing pleasure.

The decision of the imperial decision-makers is correct.As long as the people have a grand game, it is easy to forget the disasters that happened before.Even if it's just for this, they will never cancel the God of War Festival.

It's just that people with discerning eyes seem to be able to feel that the God of War Festival, which is regarded as a grand sports meeting by the public, has cast a bloody shadow before it is held.

Located in the largest starry sky city in the outer ring of the imperial capital, in the city of Marais with a permanent population of [-] million people, more than [-] citizens occupy a central square, and a grand ceremony is being held. Open air gathering.

Most of them were tan-skinned, fit and agile Flan Moores.However, it also includes the short Kuifei people, the weak and honest Razakai people, and the thin Sumilan people.Also included were considerable numbers of Angmans, Wolfgangs and Kiflings.

However, there are only no humans.

This city is called Marais, which means "heterogeneous" and "heterogeneous" in the imperial language.This is indeed the largest settlement of non-human alien races in the imperial capital, and it is also the city with the lowest per capita income, the worst living environment, the most chaotic urban planning, and the worst law and order in the entire imperial capital.

Of course, this law and order is the worst compared to the rest of the imperial capital.If compared with other sky regions and other countries, this city of Marais is definitely a quiet year.Girls go out in the middle of the night, as long as they don't go into the dark alleys, there is basically no problem.

Anyway, this is also the capital of the emperor, under the feet of the emperor, no matter how bad the law and order is, there must be a limit.Human policemen are indeed reluctant to serve in this city, but compared to this, there are the largest and most complete types of self-disciplined security machines in all star cities in the entire imperial capital.

No, under the overlook of hundreds of security robots, large and small, standing quietly around the square, the gathering scene of more than [-] people, although the atmosphere was lively and cheerful, did not seem chaotic.

At this time, the singing and dancing program on the stage had just ended.Then someone walked onto the stage amidst the cheers and applause of the crowd.

It was a Flan Moore who was a little older, and he should still have some prestige among these alien races living in the imperial capital.However, after he took the stage, it took three or four minutes before the scene gradually quieted down.

Obviously, this prestige is still quite limited.

Gentleman Flan Moore first gave a speech that sounded very emotional, but it seemed to have no content in detail, and some people showed signs of impatience, and then said: "Please rest assured, I have listened to many parties And I have also discussed it with the elders in the Great Chamber, and there will never be any discount on the investment in the infrastructure construction of the 1000 billion golden dragons in the Franmore galaxy."

Whispering began to appear in the crowd. Some people seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but some people shouted loudly: "Where are the government officials? What about the appointment and dismissal of government personnel that His Royal Highness Sator promised us?"

"This, this..." the Frymore man stammered: "I think this kind of thing requires a long time and multi-party cooperation..."

"Traitor!" Someone interrupted his speech loudly.

"Running dog!" Someone snarled.

Gentleman Flan Moore wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and looked at the burly and majestic autonomous security robots on the stage like armored giants with pleading eyes.

However, it is clear that the AI ​​level of security robots is indeed limited, as long as the citizens do not commit any crimes.They are happy to pretend to be harmless statues.

Even with the strict laws of the empire, swearing is far from breaking the law.

Gentleman Flanmore tried his best to explain to everyone while scolding everyone.

Above his head, the light curtain projected a huge holographic projection in the air.In the image, there is a projection of a majestic city full of sci-fi. Then, the screen starts to zoom up, and the city gradually becomes smaller and turns into the surface of the planet.The more you love, the more dense light spots representing the city appear on the painting, and they are completely connected by the light track network extending in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the words "The future of the Flan Moors!" were switched on the light curtain.A well-dressed, tall and handsome imperial nobleman appeared in position C on the screen.Behind him were countless people from Flamor, all showing resolute and hopeful expressions, staring at the vast sky, as if they were about to march towards the other side of the infinite sea of ​​stars.

However, under the screen, all the alien races have become a mess.Although the gentleman Flan Moore on the stage was in a mess, he also had a considerable number of supporters.Soon, verbal accusations quickly turned into shoving and punching.

Fortunately, before it evolved into a full martial arts movement, the surrounding self-discipline security robots had already been activated.

"Citizens of the Empire, stop your illegal behavior immediately! Stop your illegal behavior immediately! Otherwise, we will take countermeasures!"

Before the robot released this verbal message, it had already started to act. Apart from anything else, it was like a stun bomb was overdrawn in the crowded crowd, and then it rushed into the crowd with great strides, and quickly took the dozen or so people who took the lead. Down.

There must be fratricide, but the law enforcement agencies of the empire never consider this.As long as they know that a few security robots can kill a possible riot in the cradle within half a minute, that's all.

Three plainly dressed humans were passing by the square on a suspended light rail train, and happened to witness everything in front of them.

They are an elegant and handsome young man, a boy with a baby face, and a big black fat man with a daunting size.

Needless to say, it is naturally Tan Jize, the president of the Overseas Students Association of the Tianyu Community, Kilian Shazabi, the secretary, and Andro Mota, the secretary and MT of the association.

To be honest, they have all been in the imperial capital for a while, but Tan Jize is the only one who has really been to this city of Marais.Mota looked at the overwhelming number of aliens around him, and he was a little nervous, clasping the telescopic cudgel around his waist tightly.However, the younger Killian was very curious about this place and kept looking around.

Motta looked at this scene, feeling a little frustrated,

"This kid must pass through the big cat's territory every day, and he is used to it."

Hearing the speech on the other side of the square, Killian asked his president. "What do you mean by the so-called appointment and removal by the government?"

"When the Archduke Sator advised the Flamour Liberation Organization to lay down their arms, he promised them that the percentage of Flame Moors serving in the government and the army would exceed [-]%. "Tan Jize said.

"But, hasn't the Empire already territorialized the Franmore galaxy? How could they compromise on this... Oh, I see, Grand Duke Sator lied to them?" Mota felt that he had discovered Huadian, My heart suddenly felt a little dark.He suddenly discovered that if he hadn't come to study in the empire, didn't know these friends, and just guarded the one-acre three-point land at home in the country, he probably wouldn't be able to ask such questions in his entire life.

Tan Jize smiled and shook his head: "Remember, Andrew, and Killian, whether it is the empire or Grand Duke Sato himself, when they reach that position, the biggest capital is their prestige. And prestige is often accumulated through political credit. It’s because of this that they can’t lie to people casually. Since Grand Duke Sato dared to make such a promise, he naturally got the acquiescence of the empire.”

Seeing that both of them showed their thinking bodies, Tan Jize continued to explain: "Of course, there must be other maneuvering room for the so-called "people governing people". For example, let all bureaucrats and military officers go to the imperial academy for brainwashing Or, give priority to appointing people with the education and life background of the empire. For example, leave the deputy positions of the main tasks to the Flan Moores, and the officials of the empire will occupy the main positions."

Mota was dumbfounded when he heard that, wondering if it is so dirty to play politics?I'm just getting started!
Killian thought for a while and said, "But for the Flan Moors, this is already a big improvement."

Tan Jize looked at this young boy with outstanding talent, and said with a gratified smile: "Yes. In the future, there will be a large number of Franmores in the government of the Franmore galaxy and the officers of the local guards. As long as we get here One step, many rights and interests of the Flan Moors can be guaranteed, and they will be satisfied. Of course, if you think about it in another direction, this is also the beginning of the complete nationalization of the Flan Moors.”

The population of Flanmore in the empire has exceeded [-] billion, and the overall quality of this ethnic group is even higher than that of the Wolfgangs and Angmans.If it can be completely nationalized, it will be a great thing for the long-term of the empire.

If it can continue, this is of course a win-win operation.

But the premise of everything is that Grand Duke Sator is still alive.

"There should be many people who oppose this policy in the political circles of the empire, right? Now that Grand Duke Sator is dead, there will definitely be many disturbances." Killian said.

"That's right. Mr. Lodegata has been a member for ten years, and he has several prestige, but he is still far behind the Grand Duke of Sato."

Lou Degatai should be talking about the old gentleman Flanmore who was being mobbed on the stage.It can be seen that he should still have some supporters, but it seems that there are more opponents who call him a "traitor".

"From the perspective of a conspiracy theorist who is most likely to be suspected of whoever benefits the most, I even suspect that the black hand behind this must be the alliance." Tan Jize said with a smile.

Killian couldn't help being amused, but Motta didn't laugh, and instead said in an almost certain tone: "Then it must be the alliance."

Seeing that the two friends were looking at him, the big black fat man added: "All the members of the alliance are hypocrites. When the Magic Coke factory in our hometown discussed the merger with the chaebol of the alliance last time, it was agreed that they would use their channels and Funds helped us to promote the brand. As a result, after only one or two years of merger, Paradise Coke, Paradise Fruit Milk, and Dream Ice Cream are no longer seen. Obviously everyone likes it very much.”

"Heaven Coke, what a childhood memory!" Tan Jize couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"That's right. The empire is bad, but those profiteers in the alliance are even worse. We must be vigilant against them." Mota said.

Killian, who was the youngest, had never heard of Paradise Coke, nor did he have any feelings for it. He wanted to say something, but suddenly felt something, and couldn't help turning his head away.He immediately noticed that three rows away from him diagonally across from him, there were also four Flemish people talking, all of whom were dressed as dusty travellers.One of the youths didn't seem to be very interested in the conversations of his companions, and kept looking at his side, as if observing secretly.

As a result, Killian had direct eye contact with that Flamor youth.

Fortunately, the follow-up development did not develop in such a subtle direction as "what are you looking at" and "what are you looking at".The Franmore youth nodded to Killian friendly and looked away.

At this time, the light rail train that fell in the sky had already left the area of ​​the central plaza that was in turmoil, and stopped at a three-story high station.

"Bronze Bell Street Station, Bronze Bell Street Station is here."

Killian hurriedly got up and got out of the car with his companions.But, but, just as he passed through the door and onto the platform, Killian saw the four Flamorors again.

"What's wrong?" Tan Jize noticed the abnormality in the other party.

"Those Flemish people over there..." Killian pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "We have to be more careful."

Mota's face sank immediately, and he was about to go over to chat with those Flemish people about "what are you looking at" and other topics, but was stopped by Tan Jize.

"There's no need to add extra details, just be careful." He glanced at the few Flemish people, and immediately remembered their faces, and then left the station with his friends.

Outside the station, there are large areas of extremely densely built buildings.Even the lowest buildings have more than ten floors.Gathering together, it suddenly looks like a huge rain forest formed of steel, which is daunting to look at.

Both Killian and Motta felt that if they didn't have a detailed map, they would definitely get lost after entering.

This is also understandable, after all, this is the most densely populated space city in the entire imperial capital.More than [-] million people are crowded on such an artificial celestial body whose central axis is only more than [-] kilometers long, so one can imagine what the urban planning will be like.

However, although the city is crowded, the streets are relatively tidy in the imperial capital after all, so there is no need to worry about stepping on the corpses of dead homeless people there.

The three of them left the station with the crowd getting off the bus, crossed the relatively wide avenue, and entered the large jungle of buildings.In such an instant, the field of vision in front of him suddenly narrowed, as if he was suddenly squeezed into a narrow mountain path.The straight "mountain walls" on both sides are almost endless, and the starlight on the dome is suddenly compressed, leaving only a thin gap.

The road in front of the three of them suddenly became so dark, gloomy and oppressive, leading to unknown darkness, like the throat of a monster.

(End of this chapter)