Star Survival: The Rise of the Fourth Scourge

Under the table, Linda tugged on Jessica's sleeve.

This made Jessica turn her head slightly and look at Linda beside her.

Facing Jessica's questioning gaze, Linda whispered: "Jessica, you wouldn't have made an agreement with the people of the "Free Democratic Federation" in advance, right?"

Jessica shook her head and said, "I had no contact with them before the meeting."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Linda's eyes.

If it was not agreed upon, why did the "liberal and democratic" alliance make this decision?

Are you showing your favor to the "Morning Parliament"?

Thinking of this, Linda couldn't help but look at Council Chairman Ji Mingwen who was sitting on the main seat.

As she watched, the sudden chill in her heart made Linda shiver.

"Linda, what's wrong?"

Jessica asked, noticing something strange about Linda.

Linda shook her head slightly and looked away from Ji Mingwen with a look of surprise.

"I...I'm fine..."

Although she said this, a trace of doubt flashed in Linda's eyes.

What's wrong with her?

Why did Speaker Ji Mingwen give her such an inexplicable feeling?

It was a very disgusting feeling, like a caterpillar crawling on my hands.

"Since everyone has no objections, I will not refuse. In this war against the "Blue Devils", I will personally assume the position of fleet commander."

What?

Will Speaker Ji Mingwen personally lead the alliance fleet to the battlefield?

Ji Mingwen's decision made everyone at the conference table look shocked.

The battlefield is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die in the infinite universe.

Is this necessary?

Why put yourself at risk?

Many people can't understand Ji Mingwen's feelings.

Not to mention other forces, even the members of the "Morning Council" looked stunned.

"Linda, don't you think it's too strange?"

The meeting, which lasted nearly two hours, finally ended.

In the long metal corridor, Linda and Jessica walked side by side.

Linda nodded and said thoughtfully: "It's indeed strange. There is no one in the "Morning Parliament"? No matter what, there is no need for Chairman Ji Mingwen to go to the battlefield in person. I really don't know what Chairman Ji Mingwen thinks. "

"Maybe it's to calm people's hearts..."

"It is not necessary to go to the battlefield in person to stabilize people's hearts. The "Morning Council" is the master and the initiator of the assembly order. If someone from the "Morning Council" serves as the fleet commander, there will be no disputes. This is why I Announced the reason for retreating from the position of fleet commander."

"Whatever, it doesn't matter whoever serves as the fleet commander, as long as he is a member of the "Morning Council"."

"That's true..."

In the long metal corridor, the two figures gradually disappeared.

On the other side, in Dongfang City, the Government Affairs Department, in a certain room.

"Are all the people in the military department dead? Or are you worried about the three of us? No matter what, it is not your turn as the parliament leader to go to the battlefield in person. We cannot agree with your order."

In the room, Yang Meiling, the third marshal of the military, Jing Siyuan, and Xu Zhen approached the parliament leader "Ji Mingwen".

Facing the aggressive three people, Ji Mingwen smiled lightly.

He stood up and looked out at the cityscape and the higher sky.

"I knew you would come, and I also knew you couldn't understand what I was doing, but I must be the commander of the fleet."

Hearing this, Yang Meiling, Jing Siyuan, and Xu Zhen frowned slightly.

What is it that makes the Speaker of Parliament so stubborn?

Yang Meiling asked: "President of the Parliament, can you tell us the reason?"

Turning around, Ji Mingwen looked at the three of them.

The expression on his face became serious and he said: "In this war with the Blue Devils, the Ghost Tribe is the main force, and I am the only one who has been in contact with the Ghost Tribe. With me as the fleet commander, I will maintain a closer relationship with the Ghost Tribe." Only in this way can we cooperate more effectively."

In the end, the three of them were convinced by Ji Mingwen.

In a corridor with a transparent glass, the three of them stopped.

They stood in front of the window, looking at the city outside.

"I used to think that a person's personality is difficult to change, but now, I have changed my mind."

Regarding Xu Zhen's words, Jing Siyuan glanced at him and said thoughtfully: "You mean the speaker of the parliament?"

Looking at Jing Siyuan and then at Yang Meiling, Xu Zhen asked: "Don't you think the parliament president has changed a lot recently?"

Hearing this, Yang Meiling and Jing Siyuan fell silent.

Jing Siyuan was thinking about his recent conversation with the Speaker of Parliament.

Yang Meiling remembered what Wu Hou said to her.

And for some reason recently, Marquis Wu, who was originally very close to the Speaker of the Parliament, was gradually alienated by the Chairman of the Parliament.

Shaking his head, Jing Siyuan said: "Don't think about these troublesome things. Although the "Parliament Chairman" is the fleet commander, we are still the leaders. Who among the three of us will go?"

"I go……"

"I go……"

Yang Meiling and Xu Zhen said almost simultaneously.

He looked at Yang Meiling and then at Jing Siyuan.

Xu Zhen shrugged and said, "Come on, don't argue, I'll go ahead."

Looking back at the city view outside the window, Yang Meiling said calmly: "Then let's go together. Each of us will bring half of the fleet."

Regarding Yang Meiling's proposal, Xu Zhen and Jing Siyuan looked at each other.

Xu Zhen smiled and said: "Okay, let's go together. Anyway, we are not the main force. Let's all join in the fun together."

Turning around and continuing along the corridor, Yang Meiling walked away quickly.

Looking at Yang Meiling's graceful back, Xu Zhen smiled.

He turned to Jing Siyuan and asked, "Why, you haven't embraced the beauty yet?"

Turning his head and looking at Yang Meiling's retreating figure, Jing Siyuan let out a long sigh.

"Don't sigh. The more beautiful someone is, the harder it is to chase them. There are a lot of people watching down there, but they just don't dare. But you are different. As a marshal, you have more chances than them."

Looking away from Yang Meiling, Jing Siyuan looked out the window again.

"Maybe the time is too short, the pain left by the earth has not been eliminated..."

Xu Zhen fell silent at Jing Siyuan's words.

He followed Jing Siyuan's gaze and looked out the window.

Who can survive without his own story?

They are no longer young, and each of them is almost running for four years.

How can you not have your own family on earth?

Although people have to look forward in life, the pain of the past is not so easy to eliminate.

Patting Jing Siming's shoulder, Xu Zhen comforted him: "Brother, take your time. It's your fault that you can't run away. There are still many days ahead."

Without saying anything more, Xu Zhen turned and left.

As Xu Zhen left, Jing Siming was the only one left in the huge corridor.

Soon the corridor became empty and deserted.