Girl dies in her dream life every day

The wise man came up with a solution: to establish a parliament elected by the people.

At first, they implemented their decisions in the form of parliament, and then gradually delegated power. Only after the people finally got used to the parliament deciding everything did they let go completely.

The previous parliament was advisory in nature, but now the parliament has the power to make decisions and can even reject the decisions of the wise man.

It can be said that this seemingly young and beautiful woman is actually a living legend of human civilization.

Her experience is even more legendary than that of "Li", who is hailed as an ancient heroic spirit, but because she is still alive... the statue erected by the Federation now is the image of "Li".

After the sage walked onto the public forum, the speaker took a deep breath, clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest, then bowed slightly to the statue of the little girl standing in the center of the chamber, and spoke in a deep voice, word by word,

"In the name of the ancient hero 'Li', under your sacred witness, I hereby declare the 'Ground Tower Project' proposal to officially begin.

"The proposer... the great sage, Ling Ling."

Ling Ling also looked at the statue of the little girl, with a hint of memory in her eyes, but she still bowed and saluted, saying softly, "In your name, witness my proposal."

She did not announce the name "Li" like others, because she knew very well that the owner of this statue was not "Li", but...

"Snow".

Luo Xue's snow.

Snow from Sister Xueer.

Now three thousand years have passed...Sister Xueer, when will you come back?

Lingling stood up straight. No one saw the sparkle in her eyes. Only her usual gentle smile was still slightly raised at the corner of her mouth.

Chapter 251: Sage, Lingling

No member of parliament found the Sage's strange prayer strange.

To them, "Li" is a distant ancient heroic spirit, a legend from thirty days and nights ago.

And the Sage... is a living fossil who has truly fought alongside the ancient heroes. In some legends circulating among the people, the Sage is also the mentor of "Li".

The main reason is that "Li" looks like an underage little girl, while the image of the Sage from thirty days and nights ago to now has been that of a gentle woman in her twenties.

Of course, the wise man has never personally confirmed such a statement, but he has not denied it either.

"Please read out the proposal, sage. The parliament will debate and discuss the content of the topic." The speaker nodded slightly to Lingling, but he couldn't help feeling a little scared. "The result of the debate will... directly determine whether to keep the proposal."

When he said the last sentence, the Speaker of the Parliament couldn't help but stutter.

Although the parliament has absolute dialectical power over the content of the proposal, they are now facing a living legend... A few days and nights ago, this legend did not even need the support of the parliament to make any decision.

"Okay." Ling Ling smiled at the Speaker of the Council and narrated in a leisurely tone, "Regarding the details of the construction and maintenance plan of the ground tower, the following points..."

The proposal that Ling Ling read out was to transform the natural disaster engine and build an engine network on a vast area of ​​land to solve the energy problem faced by a single ground tower.

The reason why the suspended tower can always maintain the necessary survival and route is that it can adjust the route according to the intensity of the natural disaster, thereby solving the energy problem during the voyage.

The energy problem faced by ground-based towers cannot be solved using the method of suspended towers because natural disasters on the ground are unstable.

If there are no natural disasters around within a certain period of time, the ground tower will face an energy crisis.

Thirty days and nights ago, several high ground towers briefly appeared, and there were even rumors that the Sage was born in these high ground towers.

But that was only a flash in the pan and soon disappeared in the vast dust of history. The biggest problem was the energy crisis.

In order to solve the energy problem of the ground towers, the sage proposed a grand idea of ​​a ground tower network. She planned to build a huge network of natural disaster engines and regulate the energy by the control center.

This is undoubtedly a great and advanced idea, but there are many practical problems.

The technical details are not difficult to break through. Even the Sage himself has participated in this project. The most difficult point is... once such an engine network is formed and the ground tower is successfully built, it will inevitably disrupt the current human civilization.

It may even threaten the existence of the Federation.

The control center can regulate energy and naturally possesses enormous power. The workload is so large that it must be maintained by a separate organization. The Sage himself does not have the energy to undertake all this work.

This organization cannot be run by the Federation either, because this would make the Federation an entity with absolute power, unlike now, where each suspended tower has a certain degree of autonomy.

No one wants to see such a power monster appear, and no one can tolerate their power being taken away out of thin air, unless this person is a wise man.

In the end, after much discussion, several plans to build ground towers failed, and the Sage's subsequent proposals were also rejected by the parliament for their own reasons.

The wise lady was not angry about this. She just repeatedly submitted the agenda and gently answered every question raised by each member of parliament.

But everyone in the House knew very well that even if the Sage's proposal was passed again, the ground tower project would only end in failure.

"I have finished speaking. Ladies and gentlemen...do you have any questions?" Ling Ling stood on the public meeting platform and looked around. Wherever her eyes reached, the parliamentarians dodged.

The reasons for the failure of the ground tower project cannot be made public, and they must reject the tower project with their own strange reasons.

If it were anyone else, the MPs could certainly give these ridiculous reasons with a clear conscience.

But now...the one standing on the public forum is not an ordinary politician who can look down on them, but a wise man who has no power in name but actually possesses all the power.

How can you even come up with such a ridiculous reason?

The parliament was silent for three minutes, but these three minutes seemed longer than a day and night. Finally, before the time limit for the debate was about to expire, the speaker of the parliament gritted his teeth, looked hatefully at a member who was supposed to speak, then looked at Ling Ling and uttered a few words with difficulty.

"I have objections..."

"Go ahead, Mr. Speaker."

Lingling raised her hand and spoke softly. She was very patient. Even three minutes of silence did not change the gentle smile on her lips.

The gentle and dignified sage always makes it easy for people to overlook her legendary identity. No matter how many times they see her, they will have the illusion and mistakenly believe that she is just a girl who has not experienced much in the world.

But the Speaker of the Parliament knew very well that this gentle woman was not as weak as she looked. He had witnessed with his own eyes the Sage executing dozens of contaminated people with special abilities with a nonchalant attitude. The scene was horrifying.

"This this..."

The speaker's voice, which was always steady and dignified, began to tremble slightly. Although it was not the first time he had refuted the sage's proposal, every time was the same torment.

"Excuse me, sage, the resources for building the ground tower..."

"It's all in this document, Mr. Speaker." Before the Speaker could finish, Ling Ling took out a document and said, "It contains a detailed plan for resource allocation. It will not affect all the plans currently being implemented by the Federation."

This was the problem that stumped Ling Ling last time. The Speaker of the Parliament wanted to continue to use this question to refute the case, but he did not expect that the Sage would come up with a new solution in just a few days.

"If during this period the Federal Parliament passes a new implementation plan..."

The council member hadn't finished speaking when Ling Ling interrupted him again.

"Mr. Speaker, this document also contains a solution to this problem. This is a long-term plan of three days and nights, and I have made full plans for the corresponding resource allocation."

Ling Ling said, and took out a few more documents and continued,

"This is the deployment of personnel for the ground tower and the corresponding management structure. I have already addressed the issues raised by the council last time."

After the assistant delivered all the documents to the Speaker's desk, Lingling waited patiently for the Speaker's next question.

Generally speaking, the Speaker of the Parliament will take the information submitted by the proposer and then nitpick on it. For plans that are doomed to fail to be implemented, the Parliament can only solve the problem in this way.

But... facing the sincere gaze of the Sage, the Speaker of the Parliament still did not have the courage to open the documents.

Seeing that the Speaker of the Parliament seemed to be backing off, several members who strongly advocated the suspended tower project could no longer sit still and immediately stood up to continue asking questions to Ling Ling.

Ling Ling answered a series of questions raised by the parliamentarians fluently.

Even for a rather aggressive question, such as "The sage was born in a failed ground tower. Did he propose this plan just to satisfy his personal obsession with the past?" Ling Ling answered without any hesitation.

Ling Ling maintained a moderate attitude throughout the two-hour hearing. Until the end, the congressmen asked some tricky questions, forcing Ling Ling to postpone the implementation of the plan.

After a hearing, usually after a victory, most congressmen would be in a good mood, but this one made them exhausted, not just because they were facing a wise man.

With the level of the sage, even if we ignore his noble status, he is still an extremely difficult opponent.

However...after all, the Sage has accumulated thirty days and nights of experience. I believe that she is always calm and at ease when facing every historical moment.

Unfortunately... although the ground tower plan sounds good, it is full of difficulties and will never be passed by the parliament, at least not in this session.

After the hearing, the members left the House one after another, but the Speaker of the House still had the audacity to come to the top floor of the House, which was the office reserved for the Sage.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk..."

"Please come in."

It was still the familiar soft voice, and the Speaker of the Parliament breathed a sigh of relief. He was a little worried that the Sage would be angry because of this hearing, but now it seemed that he was not angry.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, the Speaker of the Council pushed the door open and walked in.

This was not the first time he came to the top floor of the parliament. The wise man did not set this place as a restricted area. Anyone could enter as long as they gave notice.

But every time he entered, the Speaker of the Parliament would sigh, isn’t this too simple?

It was only the size of a few rooms, with a window overlooking the suspended tower. There were some experimental devices neatly placed around it, and a simple desk, but nothing else.

The sage was not sitting at the desk, but leaning against an armchair. The sunlight shone through the window onto her delicate face, looking leisurely and calm.

"What's the matter, Mr. Speaker?"

Lingling sat up slightly and looked at the Speaker of the Council seriously.

"Sage, how should I put it..." The Speaker of the Council wiped his sweat again, "Regarding the ground tower plan you proposed, I personally think it is very good, very good, but..."

After much hesitation, the Speaker of the Parliament finally decided to muster up the courage to have a private conversation with the Sage.

But when he really came before the Sage, in front of this sacred ancient legend, and was looked at by her sincere eyes, the Speaker of the Parliament was still unable to complain to her about the short-sightedness and prejudice of mortals.

"Perhaps, I know what you want to say." Ling Ling said softly, "But it doesn't matter, I know the real resistance to the ground tower plan.

“Not the specific implementation details of the plan, but the plan itself.”

"you..."

The Speaker of the Council widened his eyes slightly, as if he was choking.

He suddenly realized that the wise lady was not a naive little girl. Although she looked young, she was by no means ignorant.

She had been persevering in proposing the ground tower plan, improving every detail and every problem pointed out by everyone, not because she was unaware of where the real problem lay.

"If this is all, please go back. I have my own plans." Looking at the hesitant Speaker, Ling Ling shook her head and continued, "Let's follow the normal process, Mr. Speaker. I won't make things difficult for you."

The very fact that you have proposed this plan has already put the parliament in a difficult position...

The Speaker of the Parliament sighed in his heart and could only bow and say goodbye.

Looking at Ling Ling who closed her eyes again, the Speaker of the Parliament felt mixed emotions for a moment.

He was well aware that this was a historic moment, and perhaps the successful implementation of this plan would push today's human civilization to a new height.

But it was a disaster for him personally and the forces he represented.

But what does this so-called price mean in the eyes of the wise man?

Today, the entire human civilization has grown up under the supervision of the Sage. All human beings are her children. No matter which child gets this fascinating power, she treats them equally.

She doesn't care.

If she wanted to, even if she didn't go through the parliament, but directly ordered the implementation of the plan, no one would dare to stop her.

The Speaker of the Parliament gently closed the door and stopped disturbing the Sage's leisurely afternoon.

In fact, if the Speaker of the Parliament could think of it, how could Ling Ling not have thought of it?

She had experience in the past of implementing such plans by force, but the lessons she learned were painful.

For example, Gao Tong, the former lord of the first ground tower and her father's good friend, eventually died on such a willful path and brought about an unimaginable disaster.

Even though this disaster seemed insignificant compared to Lingling's later experiences, it caused her to lose one of her most important family members.

"Thirty days and nights alternate...three thousand years..."

Lingling slowly opened her eyes and gently raised her hand, wanting to touch the dazzling light of eternal day.

I vaguely remember that at that time, Sister Xueer was driving a disaster engine that was a whole suspended tower, bathing in the light of eternal day, and disappeared from her life forever.

Even though there are more than 2,000 suspended towers throughout the federation, with statues of heroes modeled after her, the long three thousand years have long made her figure gradually blurred in Lingling's mind.

When she was young, she once wondered whether Sister Xue'er would just disappear for a short time like before and then come back from somewhere. However, thirty days and nights had already wiped out Ling Ling's hope.

To this day, she still likes to stay on the route that coincides with the location of the air crash, and quietly look at the sky when passing by the site of the former battle.

This is not an expectant wait, but a numb habit.

Chapter 252: The Immortal Cultivator Who Brings Doomsday

On the vast earth, raging natural disasters never stop.

The silver-haired girl slowly opened her eyes in the bitterly cold blizzard. The temperature, which was low enough to freeze her blood, did not make her feel uncomfortable at all. This familiar yet unfamiliar environment made her a little confused for a moment.