With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 269 Summons to the Council
"Ideological Seal?!"

After hearing Yi's words, Chen Fan's expression changed instantly.

"Isn't this dangerous technology?!"

He vaguely remembered that Yi had introduced him to this extremely overbearing "brainwashing" technique when he was on Varela.

The original Church of Varela had mastered the key pre-technology of thought stamp technology - high-frequency scanning and reading of thought information.

Of course, the church never developed a real use for this technology.

"Yes."

One gave an affirmative answer.

Chen Fan's face became increasingly ugly.

First, there is the Star Sand, which has a certain similarity with the Nebula Potion, and then there is the thought stamp technology that is closely related to the high-frequency scanning and reading of thoughts...

Chen Fan would never believe it if there was no connection between the Braying Alliance and Varela!
On the side, Baroka became nervous when he saw Chen Fan's expression changed drastically - it is definitely not a small matter to make an eighth-level civilized individual lose his composure like this!
Not bad.

From the moment he learned that Chen Fan came from other galaxies, Baroka realized that Chen Fan's civilization level was definitely at level eight or above.

the reason is simple.

In the mine-laying alliance, the mine-laying civilization that has reached level seven has not gone to other galaxies to seek more resources.

"Your Excellency Chen Fan?" Baroka swallowed and asked in a low voice, "You...did you discover anything?"

Chen Fan came back to his senses and looked at Baroka's cautious posture. He pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head: "It's just speculation at the moment. There is no evidence to confirm my idea."

"But I can tell you something."

"If the phenomena you mentioned earlier exist objectively, then there may indeed be a big problem in the forum of the Marsh Abyss Civilization."

Facing Chen Fan's meaningful eyes, Baroka looked flustered and tried to prove his words to Chen Fan: "Your Excellency Chen Fan, I can guarantee you with my life..."

Almost at the same time, a beep sounded in the cockpit of the starship.

Olaya, who had been silently standing aside, subconsciously reached out and pressed a few buttons on the main console, and a line of crooked swampy text appeared on the display in front of him.

When he saw the content of this line of text clearly, his expression suddenly fell into stagnation.

"Chen, Your Excellency Chen Fan..."

Olaya turned to look at Chen Fan.

The eyes behind the visor were extremely deep, and the moment he looked into them, Olaya seemed to see the vast universe in them.

"The order of the Council has come down."

"I will be the person in charge of escorting the fifth Numayuan population migration."

"Besides..." Olaya calmed down and said in as calm a voice as possible, "They asked me to return to the council as soon as possible."

Chen Fan frowned immediately when he heard this.

It's not that he is sensitive, but at such a critical juncture, the council's approach is indeed very suspicious - especially after Representative Baroka just finished talking about the council's internal issues.

"Let you go back to the council chamber? What's the reason?"

"Discuss the escort route." Olaya replied in a low voice.

"Did previous escort missions have this process?"

"There was at the beginning." Baroka's voice came from the side, "The nearest free trade market is fifty light years away, and the route has been determined since the second migration. There is no need to discuss any route. "

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "Then something went wrong."

"It should be me." Baroka sighed with some annoyance, "I guess the Council knew my whereabouts through the Star Sand Store."

"Of course, Captain Olaya himself has his own reasons."

"...Me?" Olaya raised her finger and pointed at her baby fish head, looking at Baroka with a blank expression.

"I remember you never supported the population relocation plan, right?" Baroka shook his head bitterly, "In the eyes of those congressmen, not supporting it means opposing it."

Olaya looked at Baroka speechlessly.

"... Crazy, these congressmen are really crazy."

Olaya cursed in a low voice with a hoarse voice, but there was a hint of panic deep in his words: "What are they going to do? Brainwash me?!"

Thinking of what Baroka said before, Olaya shook his head vigorously: "I, I won't go!"

Chen Fan did not speak, but asked Yi in his heart.

'1. Can the ideological stamp be lifted? '

After receiving the affirmative answer, Chen Fan's eyes flashed and he made his decision without any hesitation.

"No, you have to go."

Olaya: "..."

……

Tens of minutes later.

Outside the Marsh Abyss Star Chamber, a dilapidated starship slowly landed and docked on the extremely spacious landing pad.

The starship hatch slowly opened, and Olaya walked out of the starship with a stiff face, dragging her slightly trembling legs.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Fan in the starship cockpit.

"rest assured."

Old God Chen Fan was sitting on the chair on the ground and pouting at the meeting room not far away: "Even if you are stamped with a mental seal, I can still find a way to restore you to normal."

Hearing this, Olaya only felt a slight twitching in the corners of her eyes. Is this what he's worried about?

What he is worried about is the process of thought stamping!
The unknown is the scariest thing.

Who knows what kind of cruel treatment he will receive in the council chamber!

Thinking of the brutal tortures in the history of the Swamp Abyss civilization, Olaya's skin color turned gray-blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hatch closed slowly, cutting off Olaya's sight.

He took a deep breath and looked at the palace-like chamber. Olaya's expression quickly became determined.

He has thought it through.

His position was all false, but when he entered the chamber, he directly expressed his unconditional support to the relocation plan to those members of the council - at least this would save him a little suffering, wouldn't he?

With the thought of surrendering on the spot, Olaya walked the longest journey in his life in fear.

"Captain Olaya."

Just as they walked up the steps, a congressman walked out of the chamber, expressionlessly extending his hand and saying, "The congressman is already waiting for you."

"Na, Congressman Nabi." Olaya's eyes moved, and he came forward with a flattering look on his face, and took the initiative to extend his thick tail to the Congressman in front of him, "I have admired your name for a long time, I have admired your name for a long time!"

Nabi raised his head, the expression on his face did not waver at all: "How long?"

Olaya was choked: "..."

After struggling for a moment, Olaya carefully reported a number: "About... twenty years?"

"Twenty years ago I was not a member of Parliament." Nabi answered in a flat voice.

Olaya: "..."

There is nothing to talk about today!

Fortunately, Nabi did not let the situation cool down for too long: "Let's just tell you, what do you want to do?"

Olaya breathed a sigh of relief: "I just want to ask, why does the migration escort work have to renegotiate the route again?"

Nabi stopped and glanced at Olaya with a half-smile.

"You'll find out when you meet the Speaker."

After saying that, Nabi turned around and walked towards the interior of the chamber.

……

Starship cockpit interior.

Looking at the extremely clear holographic real-time broadcast in the holographic projection, Baroka's face couldn't help but reveal wonder and admiration.

No wonder the coordinates of the star system he had hidden for several years were dug out effortlessly!
This is the technology of advanced civilization!

After listening to the exchange between Olaya and Nabi, Chen Fan's expression became strange.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't restrain his curiosity: "Does Senator Nabi... always talk like this?"

"Not really."

Baroka came back to his senses: "Nabi...he used to be a very cheerful person."

He recalled his past life with a complex expression: "Nabi and I entered the chamber at the same time, so we have always had a good relationship."

"He likes to laugh and can make jokes, so Nabi used to be responsible for publicity work. Simply put, he was to announce some of the council's decisions and proposals to the Marsh Abyss Civilization and collect the opinions of the people."

"When the third population migration plan was proposed, Nabi and I had just joined the council not long ago."

"In order to oppose this decision, Nabi also made a lot of noise in the chamber. He even decided to resign from his job as a parliamentarian."

"After the decision was adopted, Nabi refused the corresponding publicity work."

"The same is true for the fourth population migration plan."

Baroka sighed softly: "He even used his position to publicize the dangers of the population migration plan to the Marsh Abyss civilization, in order to call on the people to unite to protest against the court's decision."

Chen Fan's eyes moved: "Then something happened, right?"

Baroka nodded.

"The first thing to do is to get the first shot. I once persuaded Nabi not to oppose the Chamber of Commerce in such a high-profile manner, but he rejected me and continued to do the same thing."

"Then ... Nabi was suspended indefinitely."

"At that time, I still wanted to comfort Nabi, but I searched several times and Nabi was not at home."

"Moreover, he hasn't responded to my communication request. It's like... it's like he evaporated on the Swamp Abyss."

"When I saw Nabi again, he was what he is now."

"Not only that, but his attitude towards the population relocation plan has also undergone a 180-degree change. He began to openly support the population relocation plan, and even helped the Council to promote the necessity and benefits of the population relocation plan."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.

Such a big change is indeed worth pondering.

Thinking has inertia. People who previously held firm objections cannot change their position in an instant. In the process, they will definitely go through stages of doubt and doubt.

As Yi said before, if you want to completely change a person's thinking in such a short period of time, only the overbearing technology of [Thought Stamp] can do it!
"Captain Olaya, please come in."

Nabi's voice came from the holographic projection, once again attracting the attention of Chen Fan and Baroka.

While the two were talking, Olaya had followed Baroka to the door of a magnificent conference room.

"This is the largest conference room in the Senate." Baroka next to him explained to Chen Fan immediately, "Normally, this conference room is only used for major decisions related to the development of civilization."

(End of this chapter)