death of hope

Chapter 952: "Psychic Storm" (28)

The next day, Li Ang, who had not slept all night, drove out of the garage early in the morning with a pair of "panda eyes", honking the horn impatiently.

The security guard frowned slightly, lifted the barrier and let him pass without any obstruction, thinking:

(This kid is really a stubborn donkey, he won’t turn back until he hits the wall…)
The scavengers were "treasure hunting" in the garbage dump on the roadside. They stared at the taillights of the construction vehicle with indifference, occasionally sneering:

"Ha, that boy is such a fool!"

For more than a year, the so-called "Director of the Ministry of Environmental Protection" sitting in that car has been doing useless work.
Trying to manage the desperate and filthy environment is in vain. The lower levels of the hive city on the planet Ix have long been forgotten by the upper class.
All the environmental pollution against the underground seems to be natural, just like the catchphrase of the upper class in Ix: "Garbage should be thrown into the garbage dump."

Li Ang used transparent tape to stick the map to the steering wheel. Today's route is different from the past.
Don't go to the towering mountains of garbage, don't go to the fluorescent green underground river of toxic water, and don't go to the abandoned reactor emitting nuclear radiation.

The road was bumpy and the car turned left and right, driving out of the winding slum paths and merging into the wide road, heading straight for the Governor's Office at the bottom of the hive city.

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Inside the reception window, the plump civil servant was doing her nails listlessly. Even though she recognized Li Ang's identity, she still served the visitor with her usual impatient attitude.
The fat lady threw out a list and asked Li Ang to fill it out himself. It seemed that this 'Director of the Environmental Protection Department at the bottom of the nest' was about to complain again, either about too much garbage or about excessive radiation.

It was not until she saw the content of the petition on the list that she widened her eyes in surprise, put down the nail file, sat up straight and said:

"The Governor is very busy and can't possibly find time to see you."

"I'm not an outsider." Leon said expressionlessly, "He is the governor of the Ix colony, the Count of Vilnius, and also my mother's biological brother."

"Uh...but...you're just a..." the civil servant hesitated.

"Illegitimate child..." Li Ang sighed. "You should know why you were demoted."

"My Lord has placed me under house arrest in the lower level of the hive city, hoping that the people will forget this scandal and not bring shame to the family..."

"Since you know the reason, don't make things difficult for the adults. Tear this up and go back."

The civil servant pushed the completed wish list out of the window. Li Ang held the list tightly and leaned close to the glass and said:

"Listen, ma'am, I've been under house arrest in this hellhole for more than a year. I have no relatives or friends, and I'm almost going crazy from depression. It's not too much for a nephew to want to say something to his uncle, right?"

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The fat lady frowned and glanced at the guard who was eating donuts not far away, hesitating whether to ask someone to "invite" this noble illegitimate child out of the office hall.

Just as she was hesitating, Leon pulled out a Walter PPK miniature pistol from his sleeve, put his arm through the window, and pointed the black muzzle of the gun directly at the civil servant's forehead:

"Please, ma'am, help me."

The fat lady was frightened and shivered. She was about to press the alarm button under the table as if by reflex. Suddenly, she heard a "click" and the sound of the pistol hammer being pulled to turn on the safety:
"I don't have much patience left. Now, submit my request. Otherwise, your brain and skull fragments will be blasted all over the wall by bullets."

"Okay...Okay, I'll contact you right away..."

The civil servant was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He touched the keyboard with trembling hands, wanting to type to inform his colleagues, but he saw the noble bastard outside the glass unbuttoning his coat with one hand. He was tied with dense military shaped explosives, enough to blow the service hall into powder.
"Don't push me, lady, don't play tricks,
Let me, the poor nephew and uncle, say a word,

I will bear all the consequences myself."